<?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-25798757</id><updated>2011-09-29T00:34:40.520+08:00</updated><category term='Special Review for Height Fanatics'/><title type='text'>duffrawkers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-9028530433799353059</id><published>2010-12-29T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T02:03:11.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day HyungJun Spoke to Valencia ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm sick, down with flu &amp;amp; cough &amp;amp; am trying my best to force my blocked nose into freedom but I am OVERJOYED &amp;amp; SO EXTREMELY HAPPYYYYY! KIMHYUNGJUN OPPA JUST MADE ALL MY FATIGUE, EXHAUSTION &amp;amp; SADNESS FROM MY ILL BODY VANISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HYUNGJUN, you make me shed tears. Tears of joyyy. Oh my goodness. I am so thoroughly surprised I don't think I'm in the right state of mind now. I'm actually blogging? OHMY. HyungJun, you are why I feel my life is so blessed &amp;amp; blissful. You, mentioning my name repeatedly over &amp;amp; over again for over 4 times, warms my heart and melts my soul. Your beautiful voice.. Although I can't really understand what you're saying at the moment, I am so touched by you addressing me through Music High all the way from Korea! At 2AM, on 29th December 2010, your dongsaeng KiBum's birthday, &amp;amp; the day PiroPiro is officially born, you spoke to me. Thank you so much. Your voice will always be the key to my heart. For you, I'll stay strong &amp;amp; persevere till the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;김형준.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 15px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TRolvtT5xuI/AAAAAAAAAio/PYhY-exeKcM/s200/HyungJUN%2521%2521.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 135px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555794591862081250" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thankyou &lt;b&gt;Stella&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, from the bottom of my heart, I am so so so grateful to you I can't find enough words to say to express my gratitude! Thanks for always trying your best to help me fulfill all my weird requests regarding Kpop and Korea! You've been a really really good friend to me &amp;amp; I really appreciate all your help! Although we didn't manage to meet in Seoul, I'm really glad to have been in the same country as you at that period of time and I can finally experience the Korean culture and living. Thank you for being such an &lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt; friend to me all this while &amp;amp; I really love you a lot! I will sleep with the sweetest and loveliest dreams tonight (or morning!^^)! KAM-SA-HAM-NI-DAAAAAA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-9028530433799353059?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/9028530433799353059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=9028530433799353059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/9028530433799353059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/9028530433799353059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-hyungjun-spoke-to-valencia.html' title='The Day HyungJun Spoke to Valencia ♥'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TRolvtT5xuI/AAAAAAAAAio/PYhY-exeKcM/s72-c/HyungJUN%2521%2521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8390349001663227879</id><published>2010-12-11T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:30:35.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RTF Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY 17th B'DAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;SARAH CHUA CAI XUAN!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hahaha aiyo RTF! Your long-awaited blogpost is here specially waiting for your return from Taiwan! I know, FINALLY right! Yeahp I keep my promises. Plus your name is tremendously large right smack here! :D Anyway, I'm really glad to have re-united with you since primary school days and sorry about having you to wait for the blog post since March this year or sth! It's your birthday, but I'm really apologetic for not being able to post it on the actual day itself cus I'll be happily with my 2nd husband at his hometown! May the day on 18th December be filled with joy, laughter and every blissful thing you can ever have (I know a friend like me is all you need but still.. muahaha :D ) We'll meet up and gobble down food like mad at Seoul Garden someday soon to celebrate aye! See, you must be really honoured to have an appearance on my blog -- only special people get to get exhibited here you know! HAHA. Lastly, hope your birthday is an interesting and memorable one as you turn SEVENTEEN and still not exactly legal but it's alright! There's nth you exceptionally wanna do right now, right? Haha, other than your one million scandals. Alrightyy, I've gotta go catch my plane back HOME (^^) soooon! Seeyou back in Singapore real quick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Valencia Wu-Kim Su! &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/25798757-8390349001663227879?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8390349001663227879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8390349001663227879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8390349001663227879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8390349001663227879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/rtf-birthday.html' title='RTF Birthday!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-4269848536924194437</id><published>2010-08-03T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T00:35:34.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 23RD B'DAY, HYUNGJUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dearest HyungJun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TFhEsVPwM8I/AAAAAAAAAiU/MJCQA-DXDUo/s200/HyungJoon!891.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501222473241211842" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm so glad it's your birthday- you can finally be fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ee of worry and troubles for at least one day! It's been so long since something so joyous has happened! I love your birthday, because it not only reminds us and indicates to us the success you've achieved in your life and career so far, it also signifies one of the most important days of my life - the day you were born that made your existence in my life possible. It's no surprise to myself (but probably to many others) what you and your birthday can do to me. I was practically an insanely happy person today, constantly reminding myself in my heart that it's your birthday and everything that goes on must be dealt with joy, laughter and love. Simply because it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; day. Much of what I feel is mentioned in the note handed over to you by Quainte already (hopefully!), I really hope from the bottom of my heart that you'll read it! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Words can't express such immense emotions that I feel, but all I know is that these three will never go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Junie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SS501 Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Loving you all my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;your self-proclaimed Wife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia Wu-Kim Su!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-4269848536924194437?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4269848536924194437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=4269848536924194437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4269848536924194437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4269848536924194437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-23rd-bday-hyungjun_03.html' title='HAPPY 23RD B&apos;DAY, HYUNGJUN!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TFhEsVPwM8I/AAAAAAAAAiU/MJCQA-DXDUo/s72-c/HyungJoon!891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7698893481571689099</id><published>2010-07-07T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:30:15.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bogoshipda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SS501, I miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let me be the One music video just makes me remember all the fun times y'all had together, &amp;amp; I know that these moments will never end, never end.. We'll stay together, Forever as One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Go SS501!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Go HyunJoong;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Go YoungSaeng;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Go KyuJong;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Go JungMin;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Go HyungJun! (Be strong, your hyung will always be with you in your heart♥)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&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/25798757-7698893481571689099?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7698893481571689099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7698893481571689099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7698893481571689099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7698893481571689099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/07/bogoshipda.html' title='Bogoshipda.'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3750721905253278183</id><published>2010-07-02T13:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:12:57.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; these are not rants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sighs. The month of June this year has been filled with much troubles, worries, problems and regrets. JCTs had just been over for 3hours, yet the relief and joy that I was supposed to feel is not coming to me. Double S has been fretting over their contract problems and now plagued with possibilities that they are going to disband. I've tried to ignore those rumours for the past 30 days; I knew I had to and wanted to believe in them, I saw them shed tears for their fans and the band, I needed to give them all the support and faith that I could. But now the problem of disbanding has become so apparent and DSP has finally shown their heartless side. I know Double S will always stay together, 5 together forever united as 1. We've just got to wait. Now that Hyunjoong is with Key East, I just hope that either the rest manages to sign on to that company or find a better company to join. I have confidence that they'll continue carrying out majority of their activities as a group. Their brotherhood has, across the five years, grown and developed so strongly and that not only united them as a group, but bonded us to them. I have ultimate trust that all these problems would vanish soon and our beloved SS501 can revert back to their amazing and inspiring selfs, as five. Just 2 days ago, ParkYongHa had left the world, leaving everyone aggrieved and overwhelmed with an indescribable sadness. Junie and Kibum looked really depressed at his wake. But I'm as helpless as anyone could possible get. My JCT papers are incredibly screwed up, and I feel inclined to the stage where I would not even be able to pass TJ's standards for not being exempted from further extra-curricular activities and also YOG. Life has hit rock-bottom for every of my loved ones this month, and there's nothing I can do. Tears, are they worth it? Can everything can any worse? I just need some consolation, I want my SS501 to be free of unnecessary troubles, I want the good to remain in this universe. But wants and desires, everyone has. And usually it takes the impossible to have them land at your doorstep. And finally you realize, it's actually not how much you fight for them, how much you're willing to sacrifice for them or how much you really want to achieve them; because life's this imperfect and deadly void filled with spikes and ridges to stop you from getting them at all costs. Where is the hope that we were once promised? Maybe all these, these dreams, goals and fascinations, they are all just a lie to make ourselves more consoled with the shit that drowns and suffocates us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Exhaustion. Is it a feeling, or is it Life.&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/25798757-3750721905253278183?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3750721905253278183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=3750721905253278183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3750721905253278183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3750721905253278183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/07/these-are-not-rants.html' title='&amp; these are not rants.'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-1887864777101744396</id><published>2010-06-10T22:58:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T02:02:51.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 24TH BIRTHDAY, HYUNJOONG! &amp; Suzhou-Nanjing-Shanghai CSE Trip 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HYUNJOONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(It's belated, I know. But I really didnt have a choice cus I was stuck in Shanghai &amp;amp; blogger's blocked thanks to the great firewall of china! D:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBD-JixWtMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zTEAdXV1VPQ/s200/SS501+176.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481160186415985858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEgctMKpuI/AAAAAAAAAho/8NqLNenwK-E/s1600/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;06.06.2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ohman Leader, thanks for being our precious and irreplaceable Leader! You're so special in every single way &amp;amp; I'm so glad and thankful for your mere existence. This year, you're a year older, but your dedication and love towards Double S has never faded one bit. In all our hearts, you are more than just a leader, but a role model, a brother, an angel. Thank you for always being there for SS501 &amp;amp; your fans and giving your limitless love and care for all around you. You have been and will always be an inspiration to me and everyone else! A really Happy Birthday to you in year 2010 and I truly hope you'll enjoy your future shining career together with Double S. Be strong, stay happy and healthy and keep glowing for the world to see! Hope you've fully recovered from the accident and please go replenish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;some sleep and rest! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOVE ALWAYS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello world. I'm back in Singapore, finally. China/Suzhou-Nanjing-Shanghai was an enriching and educational experience, I must say. However, it wasn't exactly the most enjoyable one (which I already expected since the people I was going with weren't exactly those I were thoroughly familiar with and close to) but I guess I learnt quite some bit. Together with a group of J1 CSE and history students as well as a couple of J2 student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;s, we set off to China on the 3rd of June on a journey to learn more about the country. It was a night flight but though everyone was tired, most of us spent our flight watching the movies screened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on our personal small televisions on SQ Airlines! I watched Shutter Island, which was freakishly scary though it wasn't horror, but it definitely was horrifying! No wonder it was rated NC-16, which marks the second NC-16 movie I watched, which probably means that perhaps I shouldn't watch such movies in future because I was absolutely terrified watching this one, and the first I watched (Jennifer's Body) was totally a useless and meaningless movie which only consisted of sexual content and unnecessary violence. Shutter Island was good though, the plot was certainly unexpected and crazy and I got so scared at some point on the plane I had to close my eyes while watching it because the screen was right in front of me and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;couldn't possibly run away. After that, I listened to SS501's music, which initially was supposed to play songs from URMan, but they basically only played ONE korean song (Junie's 'Hey G') and the rest were from their Jap albums. What a bummer, heh. Upon reaching the airport, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;didn't check into the hotel. Instead, with our tired bodies and souls, we started our learning journey with tour guide Yangzhou, Lotus(Her English name) and visited some historical places in Suzhou. For the next few days, we went to numerous places in Shanghai with a deep heritage, culture and history that included temples, museums, memorial sites, massacre sites, which were really memorable. But I gotta say the most interesting and significant one was the experience at the Shanghai Expo 2010 which we visited during the last two days of the trip. China truly lives up to its name, I must say. It is totally humongous it had reserved this area of land to hold the World Expo, which was so large it could probably house half a S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ingapore! The exhibits there by each country were amazing; I could really see all the time and money invested into each and every pavilion. I'm not really sure if I can remember all the pavilions I managed to visit, but to list them out, it would be: Singapore(of course, we got specia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;l treatment too, heh. We got let in without having to queue because we are Singaporeans, HAH, to the dismay of the foreigners in the queue outside), Australia, Thailand, Philippines, Brunei, France, Spain, Africa, Denmark, South Korea! I really wanted to check out China's, Taiwan's, Egypt's and Saudi Arabia's pavilions too but due to the super long queues and lack of time, I didn't get that chance ultimately, which was such a waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's a peek into the Expo for those who didn't manage to come along! Can't upload much cus blogger or internet is malfunctioning again &amp;amp; the site keeps crashing, so the organization of photos is kinda messy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEgctMKpuI/AAAAAAAAAho/8NqLNenwK-E/s1600/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEgctMKpuI/AAAAAAAAAho/8NqLNenwK-E/s200/DSC02310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481197899025655522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^Denmark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEgcIpVUBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/A6n4YT2DSi0/s1600/DSC02101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEgcIpVUBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/A6n4YT2DSi0/s200/DSC02101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481197889215877138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^France&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEgbW64-bI/AAAAAAAAAhY/0SAEWtBFn_A/s1600/DSC02175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEgbW64-bI/AAAAAAAAAhY/0SAEWtBFn_A/s200/DSC02175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481197875867744690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^Spain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEe8W1ISGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/qGGu2YAj4MA/s1600/DSC02356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEe8W1ISGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/qGGu2YAj4MA/s200/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196243756009570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;South Korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEe7uybKCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/sd9WS-CkvZY/s200/DSC01611.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196233007245346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;^Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEe7Aw74NI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Si8e5CyEix8/s200/DSC01621.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196220652970194" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;^Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For Singapore's booth, I thought the display and all were only alright and the first level was sadly, quite a disappointment. It was just an airy open space that looked dull and empty, with random areas for us to play games like jumping on trampolines to make some sounds and beats for some reason I forgot, and seeing the attractions of Singapore in small little bubbles. The second level was better though, an air-conditioned room that screened a video that was supposed to introduce Singapore and what it is special for, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;but instead, 80% of the video featured local artistes who supposedly made it big in the entertainment industry like JJ Lin, Ah Du, Tanya Chua and Stef Sun and they were all singing a song which was probably specially written for this. The remaining 20% showed some of Singapore's scenery and common places like HDB flats and greenery, which I felt was really lacking in the entire video. It also did not include sufficient information and screen time for the culture and traditions in Singapore, and there was excessive screen time for artistes huge faces staring right at you on the large theatre-like screens. The third level was a open-air garden which grew many plants and greenery, a creative concept, but there were ironically many plants which I don't usually see in Singapore's streets or gardens quite so often. All in all, I felt it was too commercialized and did not consist of the Singaporean essence which I really hoped our country could portray and distinguish ourselves on the worl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;d stage. Hence, in my opinion, the Singapore exhibit didn't really reflect what Singapore was really all about and the experience was one not worth waiting for more than 15 minutes(that's why I sympathize those Chinese queuing up outside and expecting something extraordinary).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another not so impressive pavilion was the France's one. According to a friend, she said the France pavilion was very well done and supposedly one of the best, which made me willing to queue up for an hour or so. In the end, I was rather disappointed with what I had seen inside, and its significance can probably be seen by the fact that I can only faintly remember a few exhibits it presented and I had already completely forgotten the look of the entire pavilion from the outside if not for the photos I had taken. The only two things I remember from the pavilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;n were the chefs displaying their culinary skills behind a glass panel and a Louis Vuitton section that had a small structure built for it. Altogether it was a forgettable experience and I wouldn't fancy queuing up an hour for it if I had known it was going to turn out this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For Denmark's pavilion, they had quite a fun idea, which was to let visitors travel along the edges of the place on a bicycle- its aim: to display a green and eco-friendly Denmark city. Initially, I thought it was going to be fun, but that was until I realized I had to wait for close to 40 minutes for a chance on the bicycle after already waiting for 45 minutes to even get into the pavilion. Fortunately, my patience was strong enough to tolerate the long wait and I grabbed the bike and helmet when it was my turn. To my disappointment again, the bike was created in such a way where one cannot push the pedal backwards and the wheels c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;annot even turn backwards. This was a total disaster for me as it was really hard to control the bike like a normal one and there were many instances I was stuck at a spot because the pedals were stopped at a position which it is hard to push it forward, and you can't bring it backward to arrange it at a comfortable position because the mechanics of the bike didn't allow it to. What's more, the bike can only be rode on the rims of the pavilion, which meant that I couldn't see the exhibits, which were all on the inside and the bike lane was on the outside. The only things I got out of this pavilion were the outside breeze and a not-so-bird's eye view of the other pavilions around it. Sighs, another waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However, there were good ones, I can't deny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBEe6hTJagI/AAAAAAAAAg4/HWT6KO5wziM/s200/DSC01609.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196212206529026" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;^Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First up is Australia's pavilion. Even though there was a long queue as usual (it's a Western country), the queue moved quite fast and the Australian at the front of queue was really quite entertaining with his fluent Mandarin, praising visitors to be handsome and pretty in Chinese. The inside was beautiful, with many sculptures and most importantly, a show-cum-video thing shown in this wrestling-like arena stage that introduced Australia's idea of a better city. The technology they used was really worth compliments and it was definitely quite interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another is Thailand's. Though queuing up for it was torturous, having to endure an hour's plus of the China locals eating tomatoes, cucumbers and not so practical chicken wings, boiled eggs and a variety of other foods and fruits, and then having to bear with them spitting and throwing their rubbish on floor right next to us, it was a good experience as the programmes lined up in their pavilion were rather special. There was a 3-D video where we got to wear those glasses and view the video, and the most shocking part was when they sprayed water at the audience during a beach scene or sth like that, which made the effects more realistic. It was fun, and was comical when everyone screamed together when we thought things were flying towards us looking through the glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For me, I thought Spain's pavilion was the best. The exterior of the pavilion was interesting enough, and it was really intricate how many of the wooden fan-like objects were puzzled together to piece up the entire building, which was really large. The queue there was very very chaotic, and it was quite funny how the locals jumped queue by sneaking underneath the strings dividing the queues from one another. This surprised and angered us, but we made the best out of it by following suit, haha! There was this woman eating a strong smelling bread (which was really annoying) standing behind me who tried all means to try to get past me. She annoyed me to such an extent where I was complaining about her right in her face, but in English. She kept pushing and shoving but I obviously didn't let her past me so I pushed her back too, which has become a very common habit for all of us on the trip, I believe, heh. She knew I detested her, cus she also started bitching about me in Shanghainese, and according to a friend, she scolded me names like 'stupid' and 'thinking I'm very pro cus I can speak in English'. -.- Ohkay, whatever, stupid bread woman (oh have I mentioned this was the nickname I gave her throughout my whole complaining period?). Anyway, we finally got into the pavilion, which in my eyes, was AMAZING FABULOUS MAGICAL and really the best! There was a segment were surrounding visitors were many large screens that showed the scenery of Spain and made me feel like I was really in the landscape itself. Then they showed all the popular characteristics of Spain, like their sporting specialties like tennis, basketball and FOOTBALL! (I think I saw Torres' leg! Maybe! Or maybe I was just taking the leg to be his D:) Then there were performances of dancers doing their specialties too, I'm not sure if it was some Latin dance or something. Continuing, the next section was this large area where there are rectangular screens hanging from all over the place showing people and their daily lives, which was really lifelike. A really sensual experience. Then the third part was this GIGANTIC HUMAN BABY sitting on the floor, probably 10 times my height, and it was designed to really behave like a baby! It was moving, its eyes, mouth, head! And it was crying or tearing too! The concept was really cute, especially when they started spraying bubbles around to complement the baby concept. Many visitors all snatched to get an opportunity to take a photo with it. This concluded a very unique and enthralling experience at the one and only SPAIN! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Next up is South Korea! I expected it to be quite a long and painful wait as we queued up for a whopping 4 hours but instead, it was quite an amusing one. Most of the time, I was analyzing all the colourful and pretty Korean words patching up the entire structure, which probably made up of all the possible Korean words there can ever be. At first, we thought we only needed to wait for the queue outside the pavilion, which we did for roughly 2 hours. But we were stunned when when we were let in, there was yet another longer queue to enter the exhibition area. The waiting time on the TV screen stated 90 minutes, which removed all the sense of relief we had when we thought we could finally get in. Inside, we watched some dance performances by this group of girls that really reminded me of the K-pop scene and wave throughout the world now. Then we watched this video promoting Korea with Rain and some other artistes too, which was refreshing. Much time queuing was spent trying to protect our positions in the queue as the typical locals were trying to cut our queues. We decided to make this wall using our bodies which I casually named "The completely unpermeable membrane of Singapore" to block out those bodies desperately trying to squeeze past at every chance just to get a few seconds ahead of us. How typical. This kinda pissed off many of those behind us because we returned their shoving and pushing with the same exact treatment. This really gave us a huge sense of satisfaction! :D In the meantime, I was searching for the Korean characters of Junie's name on the walls of the pavilion and this made my waiting time much less painful. After the 4-hour wait, we rushed in after the 'Annyeonghasaeyo' greetings of the workers there. It was really cool inside, with the sides of the first area installed with long screens that featured videos of every aspect of the Korean society- entertainment, sports, culture etc. I was attracted by the entertainment one, where the video displayed many Korean bands and their dances, but sadly there wasn't a tiniest inclusion of SS501, though there was DBSK and Girls' Generation. Then, proceeding further was this area with a bunch of games on LCD screens for us to play on, which was quite interactive. There most entertaining part was a video shown to us about this short story/song/mv of Korea's vision of a better city that featured DBSK and f(x). It was a cute video, with U-Know being the lead character. Krystal was really pretty inside too! :D The little girl, the main character, was also really adorable. "&lt;i&gt;New world, it's for you~!&lt;/i&gt;" is a line of the main tune/chorus of the song that I can only remember cus it's in English, heh. The rest was in Chinese, showing the effort by these ambassadors in the production of the song. I would say the Korean Pavilion was fun and lovely, but not completely worth the 4 hours we had to wait for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Basically that's roughly it for the Shanghai Expo regarding what I had gotten out of it. It was definitely an awesome experience, and once in a lifetime, since it's gonna be torn down in October. It kinda sucks that it's gonna be gone so soon cus it's such a waste of money and resources and so environmentally unfriendly. They should actually just leave the structures there and plan for future development of them such as transforming them into shops or malls since they are so large themselves anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However, I'm glad I had the chance to visit it as I had learnt so much more about these countries around the world and it's great to meet people around the globe and understand their cultures and vision better. I missed SS501 and Youtube really badly in China as I didn't bring along my laptop and Youtube my dear bestfriend was banned in China (-.-). I really wanted to catch SS501 Comeback on 4th June, which I managed to accomplish thanks to Anna who lent me her laptop and I went to Youku to watch it despite the horrible lagging and unsynchronized videos(which made me miss Youtube even more! D:). But I'm still glad I'm back home now and can reunite with my bestfriend and start sms-ing like a normal person. I realize I really miss the Tianjin group of people because they are the ones that can truly make my overseas experience much more enjoyable. Thanks to them, Tianjin is awfully missed now. But for this CSE trip, I'm just feeling neutral about it, not that it was bad or anything; it was quite fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wish I could have blogged more about this trip, but there's just too much to cramp in words and I'm just too lazy to do so. Here's just a short summary about the most memorable, the Expo! &amp;amp; before I forget to mention, the 2012 World Expo would be hosted by my beloved South Korea! OHYEAH :D Gonna have to fly there then! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ohkay, it's really late now, and I haven't been blogging much lately, so this one's a treat! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; I HAVE to end off with this amazing Comeback:&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/86weGbaM6Bo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/86weGbaM6Bo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love, &amp;amp; bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&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/25798757-1887864777101744396?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1887864777101744396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=1887864777101744396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1887864777101744396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1887864777101744396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-24th-birthday-hyunjoong-suzhou.html' title='HAPPY 24TH BIRTHDAY, HYUNJOONG! &amp; Suzhou-Nanjing-Shanghai CSE Trip 2010'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/TBD-JixWtMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zTEAdXV1VPQ/s72-c/SS501+176.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7169992517197989119</id><published>2010-05-29T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T19:26:40.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music High: Junie sings Heartbeat! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A gift from Junie on Music High on 501day! How adorableee :DD He just cracks me up! Loveya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-MXDN7xmnAA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-MXDN7xmnAA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Heartbeat by 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OMG i HAVE to add this in! LOL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nh350FgyCaw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nh350FgyCaw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! by Girls' Generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HYUNGJUN AHHHH, why're you so darn cute! :D&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/25798757-7169992517197989119?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7169992517197989119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7169992517197989119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7169992517197989119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7169992517197989119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-high-junie-sings-heartbeat-d.html' title='Music High: Junie sings Heartbeat! :D'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-338613417833211752</id><published>2010-05-28T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:49:50.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS501 COMES BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;28th May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SS501 COMEBACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DESTINATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S__UL5RvaoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xfaR5s3aUrY/s1600/DESTINATION!.htm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And THIS, is the REAL DEAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S__ULR2pQsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/yHuONhPmPuk/s1600/DESTINATION+2.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S__ULR2pQsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/yHuONhPmPuk/s200/DESTINATION+2.gif.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476328962142061250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The ultimate, LIMITED EDITION. ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S__TIn3O_7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ENSXyJoPZuo/s1600/Trending+501.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S__TIn3O_7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ENSXyJoPZuo/s1600/Trending+501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S__TIn3O_7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ENSXyJoPZuo/s200/Trending+501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476327816998879154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Twitter: Trending 501DESTINATION! (3rd from top!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The album simply shuts me up with awe, amazement and pride. Double S, you've made me the happiest person today! You're no doubt my beloved superstars! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Good job, guys! You never fail to impress and stop improving. I absolutely love the new style and look and genre of the songs! I AM SERIOUSLY DARN STOKED TO GET THE ALBUM SOON! :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;♥LOVE SS501, from VALENCIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-338613417833211752?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/338613417833211752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=338613417833211752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/338613417833211752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/338613417833211752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/05/ss501-comes-back.html' title='SS501 COMES BACK!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S__ULR2pQsI/AAAAAAAAAgY/yHuONhPmPuk/s72-c/DESTINATION+2.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5031498136461641270</id><published>2010-05-04T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:34:58.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome MV! Gummy- HJL &amp; Ryeo Won</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OMGGGGG, ONE OF THE SWEETEST MVs I'VE SEEN EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tnzJZTVy4q8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tnzJZTVy4q8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim Hyun Joong and Jung Ryeo Won! She's soooo darnnn prettyyyy :D :D &amp;amp; He's soooo darnnn cuteeee :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG i cant stop smiling! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5031498136461641270?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5031498136461641270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5031498136461641270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5031498136461641270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5031498136461641270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-mv-gummy-hjl-ryeo-won.html' title='Awesome MV! Gummy- HJL &amp; Ryeo Won'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8854321238414690560</id><published>2010-05-01T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:24:19.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 501 Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;501&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; DAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's not only Labour Day, but an extremely special day for our beloved Double S! Today marks the day of their five year career till yet, and also their long-awaited comeback! (which sadly, was delayed, but nvm, at least it's not cancelled or sth) Their new album is gonna be coming out real soon, which i'm absolutely stoked about! :D :D Someone's gonna have to get it for me :D, or i'd be glad to invest my love and money into it anyway. HEE. I recently saw the photos for the album, and it definitely shouts mysterious and scary. A really bold concept, but i know i'll love it. It's really dark and not like any typical happy and lively theme, which is really cool. I'm really looking forward to their new release; i know they'll not let me down, as usual! Andandand, they're gonna be guest stars at the upcoming Golden Melody Awards in Taiwan, which is COOLIOS because Junie will finally meet Arron again, my lovely husbands! Hahaha :D Let's work hard together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five forever as One!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Valencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8854321238414690560?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8854321238414690560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8854321238414690560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8854321238414690560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8854321238414690560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-501-day.html' title='Happy 501 Day!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-834981200875265375</id><published>2010-04-03T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:48:01.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 23RD B'DAY, JUNGMIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S7cLKRQGkvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nqUPHXNNSlE/s1600/SS501+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S7cLKRQGkvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nqUPHXNNSlE/s200/SS501+114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455841744640185074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUNGMIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;OUR LOVELIEST CEO, today's your special dayyy! AWWLLL. Even though you're one year older, one year wiser, and one year more mature, please continue to be so fun, amusing and noisy! You're the ecstacy pill for SS501 and don't ever stop being that way! Continue bullying my Juniebaby if you want, haha!-- but just not so often aye! Today's your special day, so may i wish you a booming business and an outstanding career with Double S! Stay sexily charismatic, strong, united and healthy(eat more carrots)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WE♥YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Love always, Valencia. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-834981200875265375?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/834981200875265375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=834981200875265375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/834981200875265375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/834981200875265375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-bday-jungmin.html' title='HAPPY 23RD B&apos;DAY, JUNGMIN!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S7cLKRQGkvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nqUPHXNNSlE/s72-c/SS501+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-2684248198061933653</id><published>2010-03-19T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:19:27.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Radio Awards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SINGAPORE RADIO AWARDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S6M_xNDnwhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/yTzJw7vjtLY/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S6M_xNDnwhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/yTzJw7vjtLY/s200/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450270088599421458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMELLS LIKE MUTTON!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin Ang &amp;amp; Vernon A. are one of the most fabulous DJs of all time aye! Thanks to yall, this night have been the ultimate entertainment for quite some time --&gt; Pasir Ris Low and her condoms &amp;amp; our beloved local director, HAHA! :D Continue to rock on, guys! JJANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if only Adam Lambert could grace this event too...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;well, at least Jason Castro was here!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-2684248198061933653?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2684248198061933653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=2684248198061933653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2684248198061933653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2684248198061933653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2010/03/singapore-radio-awards.html' title='Singapore Radio Awards!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/S6M_xNDnwhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/yTzJw7vjtLY/s72-c/DSC00643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-2760642248690215834</id><published>2009-12-28T17:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:56:23.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Once</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was surfing through oldies on youtube and chanced upon this comment that really touched my heart deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of the reasons why people get so sentimental is because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memories are the only things that don't change, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when everything else does&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't believe how this comment really shook me and woke me up and made be realize how it's so true and meaningful. I'm glad all of us had memories together, doesn't matter who and what changes, at least we had each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-2760642248690215834?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2760642248690215834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=2760642248690215834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2760642248690215834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2760642248690215834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-once.html' title='Just Once'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7284058651996318941</id><published>2009-11-14T02:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:55:37.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Trail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;3rd Nov: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MATH TRAIL WAS FUN-NESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OHKAY GREAT, I FINALLY FINISHED UPLOADING THESE STUFFS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Less explanation, let the pictures do the talking! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403650647453422978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2folPFVYI/AAAAAAAAAcw/ocoa32odOHc/s320/DSC03639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403650658476165186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2fpOTHCEI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Xop_oIMJQxw/s320/DSC03650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403650664373504850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2fpkRJS1I/AAAAAAAAAdA/R-dvPUhmsS4/s320/DSC03651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^Ah Teo &amp;amp; Jas damn spas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403650670725636178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2fp77nIFI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bIcFgLt8AeE/s320/DSC03658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403650672039899554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2fqA09MaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/RdzJ-FYXFGk/s320/DSC03660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ ^ Busy being other people's photog lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403652248207951666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2hFwgtBzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/kUv26V8Wr6w/s320/DSC03663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Greengreen! MathTrail partner! Warm green tea hee(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403652253756565458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2hGFLmJ9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/byuIQt_87C4/s320/DSC03667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403652264524582338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2hGtS5DcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/SDFEiAStv3c/s320/DSC03700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403652268726757074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2hG88xJtI/AAAAAAAAAdw/M_bw3367C0E/s320/DSC03701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403652276030048914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2hHYKAipI/AAAAAAAAAd4/BZpgJAK0DfI/s320/DSC03702.JPG" /&gt; ^ ^ Fooling around at JiaxinHairy station!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403653823990372290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2ihewgl8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/fZFhqYfGOVY/s320/DSC03715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Spastic Faces Galore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403653826592084930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2ihoczk8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/xNufAZ6z7pc/s320/DSC03713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Points at Jiaxin--&gt; So greedy ah ;P, Kelly unglam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403653835763316082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2iiKnZdXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bluAiP4SwH4/s320/DSC03698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Points at Hairy's face. OMG spass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403653848432457458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2ii5z9NvI/AAAAAAAAAeg/TSf2LwkwUWo/s320/DSC03683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Kahwerniah reunited with her lizard family :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403653839315419762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2iiX2SQnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Q03Wqp-SUs4/s320/DSC03697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Lol, Hairy, Gay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403655308900736626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2j36eunnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QYWXwGZGP0k/s320/DSC03681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ HAHA, Greengreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403655328368703906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2j5DAQOaI/AAAAAAAAAfA/JcbOabb8KKE/s320/DSC03635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Surprisingly, this is quite a nice spastic picture of you, Kahwernn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403655312239981314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2j4G63cwI/AAAAAAAAAew/UZIsa_jdwaQ/s320/DSC03664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Heh, Adeline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403655322719954258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2j4t9fJVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kA4ASWaLzpk/s320/DSC03659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Azmi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403655333883270706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2j5XjB1jI/AAAAAAAAAfI/wzNCHtPhb9c/s320/DSC03731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ Avril, what's with that smile?? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Like This&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403658196073207426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2mf-CSVoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/5_OjB2Eyd1E/s200/DSC03692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403658201770337714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2mgTQlpbI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6jp-Ipzx3V4/s200/DSC03693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403658208014846482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2mgqhZShI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cd9DIeWtlGM/s200/DSC03694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403660222950383858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2oV8vdoPI/AAAAAAAAAfw/_-GMrCypTiw/s200/DSC03695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;L. O. V. E&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's 2.55AM now, gotta turn in with Arron &amp;amp; Junie. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BYEE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-7284058651996318941?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7284058651996318941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7284058651996318941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7284058651996318941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7284058651996318941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/11/math-trail.html' title='Math Trail!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2folPFVYI/AAAAAAAAAcw/ocoa32odOHc/s72-c/DSC03639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6205061605717026083</id><published>2009-11-14T00:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:54:52.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday "BBQ"</title><content type='html'>HAHA, just realized sth really ultra funnyy. The "horny" I always somehow hear in some part of You Are My Heaven sung by Kyu is actually "honey". MUAHAHA. I was laughing at the screen. heee, anyway today was quite a great day, spent my whole day youtub-ing and re-writing my essay. Was a total cracked up insane woman bursting out in laughter each time HyungJun does sth adorable :DD JungMin is reallyreally cute too, keep messing around with my Juniebaby hahahaha :DD YoungSaeng did sth damn funny on one of those super rare occasions lol! :DD KyuJong is damn funny also haha :DD HyunJoong was like some crazy maniac on that Bogoshipda studio recording loll! :DD I LOVE LE COQ SPORTIF PHOTOSHOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG, SS501, how can I ever not love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely loveee their S.T 01 Now album, amazing tracks! Wings of the World is real good, so are the other songs like Man and Hana. The Warning remix is fabulous too. :D Awesomeee (: Their jap tracks are pretty good too, Kokoro' intro is amusingg hahaha. Lucky Days is great too. LOL, I feel like some music reviewer now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, some major updates from long ago as usual:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Birthday BBQ, 1 Nov:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohkay, probably not a BBQ, cus it poured heavily that night. Had to pack 10 over people in my cosy and humble home. Pfft. But it was fun! Was busy stuffing ppl with food, so generous right! :D Some people just don't appreciate my kind intentions. :S Tennis &amp;amp; Badminton &amp;amp; Bball after the rain became lighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Movie marathon w. Kelvin &amp;amp; sis in the morn! Sad that Kris &amp;amp; Amanda couldn't make it. ): Love Happens &amp;amp; Jennifer's Body-- my first NC16 movie where I can flaunt my IC, lol! But wasted it on Jen'sB, it's a really weird show, the sexual references were too much already, ughh.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403638364315367442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2Udm-wuBI/AAAAAAAAAbg/i0hPP33mhZ0/s320/DSC03531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403638371283924722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2UeA8MdvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/n5AB0IQtxSQ/s320/DSC03548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403638368091943746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2Ud1DKs0I/AAAAAAAAAbo/toxw6meThqE/s320/DSC03543.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403638383863924930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2UevzgCMI/AAAAAAAAAb4/U7AYBNX8vcM/s320/DSC03550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL Huanying's face- classic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403638384871839554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2Uezjzl0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/0nXdko58SgY/s320/DSC03551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403639750770428930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2VuT7aDAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NfcNMytnZlg/s320/DSC03556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403639757637070338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2VutgirgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Ga9YuQN6JCc/s320/DSC03557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403639759397329842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2Vu0EOG7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ari2Bv4GHqs/s320/DSC03559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403639767155122610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2VvQ90obI/AAAAAAAAAcg/hlc2Tg1h8yE/s320/DSC03566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PFFT, the rest had to go off. Left with us lonely souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403639773177248930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2VvnZm_KI/AAAAAAAAAco/uSQHxGQ3t8c/s320/DSC03567.JPG" /&gt;Yeahp &amp;amp; thanks mummy for the party and sis &amp;amp; cousin for being my photographers, somewhat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shan't post picts of opening my presents cus they're are super spastic. Hee, can't let the paps catch me unglam ayes! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, a million thanks to everyone who came AND for all your gifts! Really appreciate them, lol, I've even got a family photo of all the presents :DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thank you &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yingling, Jiaxin, Kaiwen (SS501 is zee love!&lt;3),&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Huanying, Sheila, Glen (omgg my 原点! FLH&lt;3),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hairy (plastic bag wrapper lol!), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kelly (haha im switching to 温柔路), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Greena (lol! special meaning ahh, where's my shoelaces?:D), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shelly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kent, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Avril (LVP whoo! we beat man-utd!), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dhivya, Anna, Amira (Liverpool all the way! To Vietnam!:D), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Millie (snackshoppe!), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dory (yeah x5), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angelique Mei (Artbox! ((: ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minlin &amp;amp; JiaMin (cool sweets! Gogo Jiang 强化班!),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Celeste, Junying, JieHui (missed yall tons and pounds! D;),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HuiHong Buddy! (see you after A's! :DD),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah hui (sorry you couldn't come! ): ),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousin &amp;amp; family!,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ohyeah, Gaolaoshi (for your damn pretty $88 headphones lol!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; everyone who had wished me that I've not mentioned above. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys rawk socks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valencia Wu-Kim Su!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-6205061605717026083?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6205061605717026083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6205061605717026083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6205061605717026083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6205061605717026083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-bbq.html' title='Birthday &quot;BBQ&quot;'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sv2Udm-wuBI/AAAAAAAAAbg/i0hPP33mhZ0/s72-c/DSC03531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7877247163639733713</id><published>2009-10-30T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:47:30.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 16th, Valencia Wu-Kim Su! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sweetest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Q1Zu-cQJjA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Q1Zu-cQJjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OMG today was such a _______ day! Totally undescribable. (Pauses-, needs to take a deeeeep breath) I had never, ever expected anything like today to happen but it did and I am just so so thankful and overjoyed. Today started out like just another typical day of the week, just going to school, going through papers, fooling around and being super SIANNED out. I tried to cheer myself happy this morning, but the enthusiasm in me just died down and the fact that it was my birthday almost completely faded throughout some moments of the day. I was numb to probably everything surrounding me and feeling somewhat annoyed and impatient the whole day. This feeling's been bugging me for days, ever since the week started off horribly, and it just gets worse. Each time I feel like I have experienced the worst, something worse creeps up to me and puts me down over and over again. Having a conflict days before one's birthday is definitely not ideal, and receiving exam scores that disappoint you repeatedly continues to stress the crap out of you, continued by a series of other irritating events like TWO LARGE PIMPLES on your face, ONE LARGE ULCER in your mouth, COUGH &amp;amp; SORE THROAT, assignments like STP &amp;amp; chinese stuffs that you have to do for your own good, is certainly not a good way to welcome a birhday. At those moment, I honestly felt that this birthday was not going to be a joyful one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, today proved to be a total surprise. After a total sianned-out morning after bio lecture/postmortem, LEP-ians camped at LEP room. Was trying to do my bzbd but ended up playing CrazyTaxi on PSP and Youtube-ing SS501 (Love Like This is frickin AMAZINGGG). Then went to chayuan(TeaChapter) on a squeezy-squishy bus. We reached there with many many other J1s and also TA1s and cramped up the 2nd/3rd level. Watched some funny random video about Mid-Autumn Fest then proceeded with the making of the denglong and pao-ing of the tea. THEN SUDDENLY, Yingling &amp;amp; Jiaxin wanted to go toilet, so I tagged along cus I needed relief too. Then after we returned to our table and seats and contined with our thingies, i accidentally spilled my tea while I was attempting to 饮 my 茶 and was gasping for tissue when SUDDENLY, the lights blacked out and I turned around and saw Glen carrying a birthday cake walking from the stairs area, and everyone started singing the birthday song. OH MY GAWSH, that was the point when it finally dawned on me that this was a planned surprise birthday party. I was really shocked and pleasantly surprised. I really didn't know they had prepared for this mann. SPEECHLESS. After which, we shared the cake which was so deliciously chocolatey and smudgey (&lt;3!),&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;But anyway, because I really have to say this, TO ALL TA2 LEP-IANS: I'm really really extremely deeply touched by what you guys have done for me today! I really did not expect it, and it was a tremendous booster of my spirits for the day. Thanks a million for all this, I really felt so much better and happier after your surprise, especially since this week has been such a rough one for me. THANK YOU A LOT A LOT :D I am sincerely glad and honoured to have such great and awesome friends like yall &amp;amp; I can never wish for more, really. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAHAH, but today was pretty amusing too, fact is that I sorta suspected about this thing beforehand, but just didn't know it would be the cake thingy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOPHOLES EXPOSED!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Yingling: The first point when I felt sth was fishy was during morning assembly when you stood SOOOO far back at the end of your class when you usually don't, haha! &amp;amp; there were those occasional whisperings and murmurings and weird glances and stares that you guys made during assembly and chinese at GoodNews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Meeting @ MTLHOD room: Gls and her “盈玲，我等一下不会帮你做那件事了”， Yingling and her clueless look, and Kaiwen and her "Omg Yingling your mind is really slow" was just weird, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Searching for valuables left in bus (???): That one was just really really weird. Gls asking me to check for any left belongings in the bus was just random and weird! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Yingling &amp;amp; Jiaxin: You two ah, sneakily suddenly rush off to toilet in the middle of nowhere! Then graciously allowing me to first go into the toilet, and after which beloved Yingling blocking me at the entrance of the toilet. That was DAMNNN obvious laa haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But most of the things they did behind my back successfully really impressed me, or rather, made me feel dumb too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCCESS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Huanying &amp;amp; her "Aye Valencia, what kind of birthday cake do you like most" totally did not arouse my suspicion. I seriously thought it was a random question and did not read much into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Yingling &amp;amp; her "cannot-go-buke-cus-I-gotta-go-back-to-RV-to-collect-my-&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;-results" stance totally did not make me suspicious at all! In the end she went to buy my cake. -.- WOW. Impressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Kaiwen &amp;amp; Jianle and their "going to check results for Mazarin" stance also didn't catch my attention cus I did not even notice it at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Jiaxin &amp;amp; her exposing of the cake secret in LEP room or sth wasn't heard by me cus I had my earpiece on. But that was damn spastic anyway, lol! It's just like Yingling and that Kelly in Taiwan thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Kaiwen &amp;amp; Yingling with their "purposely-standing-at-another-bus-far-far-away-from-our-bus-to-chayuan-cus-they-need-to-wait-for-J1s" stance was totally ignored by me cus I completely concluded that they were being their usual weird selves, HHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Some people purposely walking damn far away from me today and avoiding me by purposely walking the long route to hide my cake. I must have been blind cus I honestly did not see the huge box of cake AT ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This proves you guys are quite a successful surprise party planner aye! Muahaa (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All in all, I really wanna thank everyone who made 30th October '09 such a special, memorable and unforgettable day! To everyone who wished me, pranked me, fooled me-- THANKS HEAPS AND LOADS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Valencia Wu-Kim Su loves yall beyond words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Look forward to another post tmr aft BBQ!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia. :D&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/25798757-7877247163639733713?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7877247163639733713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7877247163639733713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7877247163639733713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7877247163639733713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-16th-valencia-wu-kim-su-d.html' title='Happy 16th, Valencia Wu-Kim Su! :D'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3756845821320488288</id><published>2009-09-10T02:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:57:18.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Hols!</title><content type='html'>Heh, just completed by crappy history essay. (: At least I'm over it. And it's 2.13AM now, but i'm no less energetic than i was in the day-- must be the caffeine overdose! &lt;em&gt;Rendezvous&lt;/em&gt; with Kahwerniah at T2 Starbucks today, from morning till early evening. Rather productive day actually, considering the slacker i was the past few days, hee. Saw several TJCians there, haha, we're all cheapskate students trying to take the opportunity to camp at a high-classed area to STUDYYY. Stayed there for a shocking 5-plus hours ayee! Had lunch at Killiney's at 4.30PM and a warning to remember: Laksa + Teh-bing is an ultimate no-no. :S My stomach's having those unusual weird pangs again; something's churning inside, the wrong way. Skipped dinner, but i guess that's a good thing, haha. At least my diet sorta worked today, since it hasn't ever did, so no worries. Other than my not-so-healthy chocolate cake breakfast, potentially fattening Caramel Frappe Grande (KW's treat! xD), and totally unhealthy laksa lunch, my diet plan's pretty much perfect. :D Anyway, it was a fun rendezvous, and thanks for your treat aye, 'BFF'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME MAJOR UPDATES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COLLEGE BOWL, 5th Sept '09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Bowl was unexpectedly kinda fun! It was horribly gruelling at the start, for a 16-pointer bowler like me. I never felt like such a burden to everyone in possibly my entire life before alright. That feeling was terrible. I started out missing every single pin, and all my shots headed into the gutter. It was a super super embarrassing moment. Especially for the Random Prize part, I almost fainted when I rushed out to collect my prize for 'first bowler who throws a gutter ball after this announcement'. I can't believe I actually went forward, or rather, RAN forward. OMG the horrors. I bet the ball hates me, esp the 8-pounds one. No matter how much I tilt my wrist towards the right, the ball just rolls to the left and occasionally to extreme right, and always into the gutter, UGHHH. Felt really sorry that I was pulling the team down, but i couldn't help it. But subsequently, things got better when we reached the third round. I started to get strikes and spares (which is why I must emphasize that bowling is a weird sport), and achieved a 90 at the end of it! IT IS A MIRACLE OHKAY. I have left a legacy for my next few generations to be proud of. :D AND I HAVE EVIDENCE![look below!] Haiquan was really really good alright, he had strikes and spares all the way for the third game, until the last throw, but it's like exceptional still! Shelly was rather consistent all the way, and his baby throw was damn funny! Hairy was surprisingly not bad!, must be Kw's aura or sth at the bowling alley haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379539374921691890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sqf2jzlvMvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/1h4gbohwT_k/s320/P050909_12.12.jpg" /&gt;Overall score was 458 in total, but I know it could've been better if not for me. OH WELL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LANGUAGE ARTS NIGHT, 3rd Sept '09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was so so so so awesome! The plays have improved so much from what i had watched during rehearsals and I'm so glad everyone was brave enough to tolerate all the pains they're suffering from whatever sickness or illness they had caught and overcome their stagefright fears on stage! Really really proud of the TA2 cohort. I honestly felt a sense of unity and belonging to TA2 at that moment. (: Really glad this night happened. Tze Hern's video was seriously breathtakingly amazing. I am completely speechless by the visual and technical editing that the group incorporated in the making of their video. I am STUNNED. :D Our group's documentary video was, as usual, annoying with my disgusting voice played over and over again throughout and my classic "YO! Life is short." broadcasted to the whole auditorium. I am humiliated for the rest of my high-status life., hope my husbands don't see it. But overall, LA Nite was a splendid and wonderful night and I would never regret putting heaps of effort and time into it. ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OHKAY, I think this is a rather long post already haha. Shall find more time if i can to update more &lt;strong&gt;recent&lt;/strong&gt; events that did not happen centuries ago soon, heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arron &amp;amp; Junie's Wifey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-3756845821320488288?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3756845821320488288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=3756845821320488288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3756845821320488288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3756845821320488288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-hols.html' title='September Hols!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sqf2jzlvMvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/1h4gbohwT_k/s72-c/P050909_12.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5413944930247611671</id><published>2009-08-03T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:15:00.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 22nd, HyungJoon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HYUNGJOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!!♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OMG AWLLL my beloved Juniebaby's 22 years old nowww! *heart melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could be with you now! Besides Arron, you're one of the cutest and coolest things that has ever happened to me and y'know what, I love you so much ): you are so darn adorable and hot at the same time! I can really picture you jumping for joy just like your usual cheery, happy and chirpy self and tearing because you are so touched by the people that are wishing the best for you on this day. It's an hour late from Singapore-- it should be 1am now at Korea now-- but anyway, here's my heartfelt wishes all for you and hope you'll just keep getting better at what you're doing, and continue loving yourself and your life just like I do with you. HyungJoon Fighting! SS501 Fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, Forever, and Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU, JUNIEBABY♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my love,&lt;br /&gt;Valencia.&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/25798757-5413944930247611671?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5413944930247611671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5413944930247611671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5413944930247611671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5413944930247611671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-22nd-hyungjoon.html' title='Happy 22nd, HyungJoon!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-2355354179355370322</id><published>2009-06-14T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:43:47.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time, come back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeahp, it's the holidays. &amp;amp; this is yet another super duper late update. hehh :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I BADLY NEED MORE  TIME. This holidays seem so much shorter than usual, and i hate it. I'm always in a constant race against time and i don't seem to be catching up. Ugh. First week was bombarded with SLC stuffs, which turned out to be rather fruitful thankfully. But for the rest of the random events that happened afterwards, and the coming &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;_______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; practices which i'm so not looking forward to, life's a sucker. Sucked the hell outta my freedom and all else that matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, happy things that happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've gotten my electric guitarrrrrrr!! -really gives me something to smile in my sleep about ayee. I'm loving it to bits and bits, especially since it was bought using my hard-earned salary from Taka. Now my acoustic has a partner. Officially a ROCKER lol! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another to be joyful yet depressed about is that i realized i'm falling deeper and deeper in love with Arron. SIGHS. I should slap myself or sth. UGH. but kimbum's really cute toooo, haha gonna get killed by yingling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A million other killjoys that caused me misery are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think all these work and stuff are taking a toll on my health. Curses. My eyebags are hanging and i look like i just got boxed in the eyes a thousand times. My gastric problems since sec 2 are getting a relapse now and it's frickin unbearable. I'm beginning to crack my finger bones so often that i irritate people in the library, or at least i think so. Migraines also seem to be knocking on my head so much i have to succumb to Panadol for relief, which doesn't work even so sometimes. Is this what a students life should be? Damn the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I simply have not enough time to do what i gotta do. Maybe dropping everything and cooping myself in a box all day would be better. :/ I NEED A SCHOOL HOLIDAY EXTENSIONNNNN. Dang it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The weather is a killer and fantasies about migrating just makes everything worse. ARRON, COME AND BRING ME TO TAIWANNNN! :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ohkay, now my gastrics acting up again, great. I'll find some other annoying day to update about my woes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A yet another disturbed teenager,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-2355354179355370322?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2355354179355370322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=2355354179355370322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2355354179355370322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2355354179355370322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-come-back.html' title='Time, come back!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5426249727644276970</id><published>2009-05-25T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:21:15.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COURT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;COURT WAS SO COOL!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel completely inspired, motivated and moved..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Supreme Court &amp;amp; Subordinate Court, I'LL BE BACK. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥Valencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5426249727644276970?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5426249727644276970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5426249727644276970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5426249727644276970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5426249727644276970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/05/court.html' title='COURT!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3506195249394863069</id><published>2009-04-25T00:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:21:21.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Gone Wrong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY THE 24TH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today I have experienced hell (or rather, something very much close to it). I must have offended some Gods or supernatural powers so badly to land myself in this awful, terrible, horrendous day of torture, mentally and internally. I really don't know where to start, seriously. What about the fact that the day started out so well with me realizing I would be failing my LA essay test gravely? Or that my 6-days-old baby phone was heartlessly scratched by the cruel corner of a classroom table, and was left scarred in this sixth day of its newborn life? Not only my phone was hurt, my heart was aching so horrifically that I teared for one whole period, unbothered to concentrate on anything else other than this hurtful reality; It was really a deep and irreversible heartbreak.:'(( And things just had to get better when I started vomitting halfway through Biology because of that deadly mee rebus. What can I say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I must be cursed. Really, I can't find any other suitable explanation to my plight and utter unluckiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Food poisoning is no fun. At all. :( But although the process of purging the dirty substances out of my system was torturous, agonizing and flatly uncomfortable, the whole experience was really an eye opener. It first begins with a queasy sensation in the stomach, with weird feelings of discomfort. Then came the nausea banging onto the walls of my stomach. Every urge to puke was usually a false alarm, but standing right next to the basin in the lab seemed to be the most sensible decision for me. Occasionally glancing at Anna, Amira and Sheila doing the groupwork made me feel somewhat guilty(real sorry!), but the pain in my insides was something far more overpowering compared to that. Then, as if another false alarm, a fountain of reddish pink mixture with a paste-like texture emerged from my throat, into the basin of greatly contrasting black. My head was totally in the sink, as I glanced down at the rather unusual colour of my vomit, noticing tiny droplets of chilli oil dotted across the mixture. Twenty minutes later, the feeling had not subsided. Again, the sudden urge to let it out purged a bowl's worth of liquid-solid things from my system. This time, it was a diluted solution of mostly water, with pieces of egg-whites swimming in the pool. Gross. :/ Bell rang, bio was over, but no, that was not all. Packed up and with Huanying, Jianle and Jiamin, approached the toilet outside the auditorium-- it was such a long and never-ending walk, I really had every intention to puke while walking cus it was a feeling so hard to control. Entered the toilet, slammed and locked the door behind me. I basically just fell on my knees in front of the toilet bowl and started letting it all out again. Now, it was pure solution of yellow liquid, bitter, sour and salty combined. It was such a disgusting moment, and the swifts of pungent odour I took in from the toilet bowl while puking added to the nausea. The smell was really, really undescribably foul. &amp;amp; coincidentally, the toilet seat of that toilet bowl was stained with patches of blood, which made me sick all over again. Was in there for what seemed forever, waiting for that feeling to past. I think it was only after 50 minutes that I finally reluctantly left the toilet, where they helped me to the sick bay to rest. Kelly arrived to check on me, and also to sorta miss the House Dialogue, and Hy, Jl and Jam left for theirs. Walked around the sick bay, hoping to be able to throw up, but ended up playing with them when they came back. I felt much, much better, thanks to these four people who had accompanied me and helped me through this ordeal. A million thanks, man! And this experience was really insightful in an odd way cus I managed to see the state of my food in my body at different stages of digestion. HOW COOL IS THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Next thing I knew, Jam and I were on our way to Bugis for tuition, when everyone was like, "Go home la! Call your mum to fetch you! Skip your tuition luhhh!". Heh. Am I strong or what! Haha :D "Your voice's so loud you don't look like you have food poisoning at all." -Jam. Lol, I think so too(: But no matter how painful it was, I just didn't wanna show it. I don't like to be weak. I won't succumb to this food poisoning. No way. It's like been 2-3 over years since I last puked, and I'm not gonna bow down to this one. Cleared my system with PinkDolphin during tuition, and I think that somehow aroused attention cus each time i open the bottle, the girl across my table would turn and stare at me. -must be the fragrant smell, haha. Or is it just me. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In any case, what I felt the most injustice about was for my baby phone. GAHHHHHH. D': I really cannot accept that she was scratched just like that. omgawshhh. URGH. Hmph. ) :&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; I think it's really amusing how when I was puking in bio that everyone started crowding around me and exclaiming that I was having pregnancy morning sickness, or rather, afternoon sickness. WTHHH, lol. Tsktsk. What helpful comments la. Haha. Yeah yeah, Arron's baby. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I'm really feeling significantly better now, with random pangs in the stomach though. Thankyou everyone for all your concern, 2B for your "encouraging" comments while I puked, and especially to those four people for being with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With much gratitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Hasia, hope you're alright too! No more mee soto for you! D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-3506195249394863069?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3506195249394863069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=3506195249394863069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3506195249394863069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3506195249394863069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-gone-wrong.html' title='Day Gone Wrong!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-1820838266118880901</id><published>2009-03-29T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:12:24.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; I still can't control these emotions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sc8fJ_oesJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1apzwTFybSE/s1600-h/loeve5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318503941508346002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sc8fJ_oesJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1apzwTFybSE/s320/loeve5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 March, 3pm @ IMM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BUMMER. Utterly depressed and helpless. Fahrenheit's in Singapore, right now, at this exact moment I'm punching these hopeless alphabets onto the screen, yet I'm at home buried by the never-ending pile of assignments that can never be completed. Seemingly, justice rotted away to high heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sucks to know your priorities at a time like this. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it really isn't getting any better to have had only four hours of sleep, waking up at 8am to a reality I wished wasn't real, facing the cold hard truth that I won't be able to see Arron because of the heartless school homework and deadlines, while nursing terrible muscle aches which were the worst it had ever gotten, and walking with occasional sudden limpings that could have caused a bad fall. I am so thankful for this life, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;. All I can do for consolation is to prop myself beside the piano and hardcore spam my brain with Ti Amo's music score and practise till I annoy the wits out of everyone in my house. To make things all better, there is everyone's beloved PE tomorrow, I've still got Math, Geog, Chinese to do, and an approximately 10-page long C.Lit notes to study for. Congrats, I'm going nuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;But nevertheless, I just wanted to let you know that- Although I'm not there at IMM with you now, you know I'll always be here for you. I love you to every aching corner of my heart, and to each darkening edge of this forlorn soul you know I'll always be loving and supporting you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cus you were the only person capable of making me dream, imagine, hallucinate and fantasize. Only you had the power to capture my heart and touch the farthest and coldest regions of this unshaken soul. To tear and to cry. All for the you you were then, now, and in the future. Separated by time &amp;amp; distance; so near, yet so far.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it hurts to finally understand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;爱到脑海里有一万个你，快爆掉。这就是颠倒`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;因为有你默默的爱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm Back At One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-1820838266118880901?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1820838266118880901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=1820838266118880901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1820838266118880901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1820838266118880901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-still-cant-control-these-emotions.html' title='&amp; I still can&apos;t control these emotions.'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Sc8fJ_oesJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1apzwTFybSE/s72-c/loeve5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3963515215358089364</id><published>2009-02-14T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:53:23.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day / Road Run! [27Feb]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's been tiring, exhausting, torturous, and a million other adjectives that I can fish out from my utterly stressed out brain. School has been annoying(?) most of the time, and workload will only keep increasing-- something which I'm honestly really not looking forward to. But it's really friends and classmates which have been going through the same thing that really makes me feel comforted that I'm not alone. 同甘共苦 eh? Guess there's always a silver lining huh. Perhaps this is what Negative Capability means yeah. But really, it sucks to feel shitty and all screwed-up, yet there are so many other projects/assignments/problems/politics waiting to be solved. I'm surprised I haven't broken down. Valencia &lt;u&gt;needs&lt;/u&gt; to find time to wind down, work out her life and find comfort with Arron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A day to share your love, joy and reflect and kickstart meaning in your relationships with your loved ones. Also, it's the moment we have all been waiting for, Road Run Day. Tension&lt;em&gt;tensiontension&lt;/em&gt;, nervous&lt;em&gt;nervousnervous&lt;/em&gt;, pressure&lt;em&gt;pressurepressure, &lt;/em&gt;what we have all been strenously preparing for for the past few weeks. I really felt a strong, heavy responsibility to do my best for Alpha, made me super nervous and all. Gah-. The day wasn't a good one from the very start. Lost my safety pins, in search for new ones, ipod rebelling, suffered from stitches even before the race even started, stomach pangs with no perfect reason and I frickin' pricked my finger with the safety pins. &amp;amp; impressively, the blood flow was really quite massive. Ugh. Lucky or what, beloved friday the thirteenth. How nice. At 4.30 in the afternoon, it was neither rational, logical nor reasonable to run in the scorching heat. Sun rays beating down on me, my heart was pumping wildly. All I could do was to worry about my unbearable stitches and hope my shoes would not fall off halfway. Blasting into my ears was 动脉, then 出神入化. Then I kept reminding myself of Arron; it was quite a contradictory sensation. OH WELL. Lucky Heights was a torment, it really took lots of determination and perseverance to complete the striding part, then I just ran the rest of it. All whole 3.5km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th. Quite mediocre laaa. It doesn't really matter, as long as did the best of my ability, considering I was in quite a horrid condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingling and Jianle were AWESOME. Yay 2nd and 4th rawkers! The guys were great toooo! Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;ALPHA VICTORS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really proud of Alphaaa! It was such a breakthrough, man! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to rush off for tuition, so I didn't stay for the prize giving ceremony. It was actually quite blast afterall! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent fave-- really something I can relate to. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4loBTNvxXiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4loBTNvxXiY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't hang up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can we talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's like im lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What went wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What made you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't pretend you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im unchangeable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When did we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fall apart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or did you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From the start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Such a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thinking we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Were unbreakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause I gotta know what made me unbeautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ive been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whats done is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know that's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im stuck in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im stuck on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We were still untouchable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause I gotta know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What made me unbeautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wake up, wake up, wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cuz im only dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Get out, get out, get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Get out of my head now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because we're much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause I gotta know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What made me unbeautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was it something that I did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause I gotta know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What made me unbeautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Made me unbeautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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[27Feb]'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-317761452708310331</id><published>2009-01-24T16:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:27:51.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing The Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embracing Beautiful Memories!&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dec'08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here are the photos I promised &amp;amp; more! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;飞轮海。私密派对！&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294779941434967602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrWTcUYRjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/862xuqVhp4M/s320/DSC02120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Arron always ever-so-ready to promote MIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*OH MY, his signature is really a work of art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294779931794514082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrWS4Z6oKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Q6fZraUwx-M/s320/DSC02117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jiro's foot was injured so badly he couldn't attend that day :(&lt;br /&gt;The personal photos of them taken were too blur too. Hmph. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;《想入飞飞》演唱会！&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294779945633252722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrWTr9VBXI/AAAAAAAAAY4/i03CRQzl-fg/s320/DSC02138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The stadium was filled with tons &amp;amp; loads &amp;amp; crowds of fans, all with a common goal-- to see our beloved superstars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294779948370174722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrWT2J3IwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/0dkz23DmMGk/s320/DSC02142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lights out! &amp;amp; everyone was HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrWUFfWsXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/yodKFhCUPy8/s1600-h/DSC02150.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294779952486855026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrWUFfWsXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/yodKFhCUPy8/s320/DSC02150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 飞轮海 made their entrance with a wonderful display of StarWars moves, twisting, waving and turning their lightsticks like a beautiful Kungfu demonstration! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294781353510370178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrXlotY-4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/K1M9HAUsNUY/s320/DSC02185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Awllll..! Little air pilots! How adorable! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294781359916664914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrXmAkxSFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qUCpzqjZ_Ug/s320/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The SHINING "FAHRENHEIT" sign was really sizzlin' hot!&lt;br /&gt;---The time of my life!--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Break my heart again//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Holiday to CameronHighlands/KualaLumpur!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294791164527843282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrggtmPF9I/AAAAAAAAAZg/4jmmx0Yziyg/s320/DSC02238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A few steps outside our hotel!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294791169637869762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrghAoj6MI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ubmIicYlRdc/s320/DSC02265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas ornaments in the hotel, coolios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294791166780832866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrgg1_Y_GI/AAAAAAAAAZo/K1bw1XrmUAA/s320/DSC02242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Furry cotton-like cactus at the market outside our hotel, C-U-T-E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294791177556035058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrgheIZhfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/RiFBPyzBhgA/s320/DSC02272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At a Chinese temple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[I think I look damn MAN here, ME LIKE! :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Rose Garden!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796528168452098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrlY6tzwAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ajFnpigEJvg/s320/DSC02296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kaki with really cute lantern flower!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796533959260594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrlZQScebI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/op6hJ2Xk4CE/s320/DSC02300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Orange roses are really prettaye (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294791179639215714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrghl5EVmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7LDbzePTKsQ/s320/DSC02284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294801346451107986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrpxYN6cJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/iStZgfKVsNE/s320/DSC02287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Scorpios-- Mysterious &amp;amp; Secretive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796550506496226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrlaN7nQOI/AAAAAAAAAag/OEUJJ3ydzDI/s320/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; almost to the top of the garden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Lovely Friends!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294798752255381666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrnaYFdEKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/i79cI3Bbk78/s320/DSC00919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I MISS YOU, LAO! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294798751064031234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrnaTpagAI/AAAAAAAAAaw/rXMNXgXQswM/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I MISS US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294798743758432658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrnZ4bn6ZI/AAAAAAAAAao/ZrreynFgbGk/s320/history+pageant+family+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I MISS 2P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Strangers and acquaintances come and go, but friends like you guys will always be in my heart. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With Love always, Valencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796544054182178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrlZ15QwSI/AAAAAAAAAaY/T52HmtH7_gE/s320/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" /&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/25798757-317761452708310331?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/317761452708310331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=317761452708310331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/317761452708310331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/317761452708310331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/01/embracing-memories.html' title='Embracing The Memories'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SXrWTcUYRjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/862xuqVhp4M/s72-c/DSC02120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3968582181380550115</id><published>2009-01-01T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:11:44.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year with A Brand New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;How about &lt;u&gt;a fresh start&lt;/u&gt;, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One thing about resolutions is that they often don't end up fulfilled, so this year, I'm hoping to achieve what I really want to accomplish in year 2009 and not let the love I have for everything/everyone waver. Mistakes are unavoidable, but I hope I won't regret choices I've made and that decisions I've made in the past aren't wrong. Forgetting about the past, I wish for a brand new beginning and to work hard and throwing aside the deadly procrastination for a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I'm feeling really apprehensive now;&lt;br /&gt;Have I made the wrong choice in loving you?&lt;br /&gt;A new year with new discoveries I wish I'd rather not know about. -But why?&lt;br /&gt;I hate "I told &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you so"s.&lt;br /&gt;How could such an awesome person suddenly become so detestable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Maybe people really change.--&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Perhaps it's meant to be. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want to not love you anymore. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&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/25798757-3968582181380550115?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3968582181380550115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=3968582181380550115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3968582181380550115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3968582181380550115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-with-brand-new-beginning.html' title='A New Year with A Brand New Beginning'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-85971746039630239</id><published>2008-12-25T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:06:39.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To all y'all special dudes out there!- Here's wishing you guys a really joyous X'mas..! This lil' miss here just arrived from M'sia &amp;amp; is totally missing the shopping.. D: Didn't visit much of places of interests, but more of major shopping malls! Shall let you in on more of that when pictures are transferred to the computer. This year, if you've realized, I'm adding a lil' bit of blue, or as I call it, the Taka Blue, into my Christmas Greeting cause' wrapping so much using blue wrappers at Taka has sorta programmed my mind to think that Christmas is not only about green and red, but blue too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, this Christmas, I'm sincerely thankful to have been able to have made so many cool friends whether it's at school, at work or anywhere. Even if it's just a simple smile from a stranger, or a slight act of friendliness just warms my heart up. I'm glad that things have been going rather greatly and everyone I know of are safe. This year has been rough, with ups and downs, but it all ended well, and that's what matters most. To those people whom I won't be in the same class with next year, or won't be meeting up as often as when we were working, although we won't be chatting, talking, doing things together as much as we did in the past, I really hope we all stay close to each other no matter &amp;amp; I just wanna say that, I'll never forget you guys! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Btw, I've come up with a new wishlist for Christmas this year and here it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TADA!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All I want for Christmas this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. My New Instrument, (which I'm gonna reveal when I've finally gotten it) using my salary! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Pi Li MIT DVD!!! --Any sponsors? (I'm trying to get my sis to get it for me as a "Post-B'day Present". Emphasizing the TRYING part, which most likely means negative. :( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. My New Diet to WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. A File that can actually fit all my Arron/Feilunhai Posters (The 3D one is smokin'!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. To feel more comfortable wearing contact lenses &amp;amp; to adapt quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. A Basketballlllllllllll...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-85971746039630239?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/85971746039630239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=85971746039630239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/85971746039630239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/85971746039630239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-112549832184197652</id><published>2008-12-20T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:05:22.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAHRENHEIT FANTASY WORLD TOUR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;HIGH HIGH HIGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;飞轮海。想入飞飞。世界巡回演唱会！&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I officially proclaim last night's concert the HIGHEST concert of my entire life, yet! Till they hold yet another amazing concert in Singapore again! :D Everything was awesome, breath-taking, mind-blowing and simply FANTASTIC. It was really really really an unimaginable &lt;em&gt;FANTASY&lt;/em&gt;. Here's a toast to Fahrenheit being the most stunning and astonishing people ever! I had never attended such an enthusiatic performance, where I just let my hair down and partaye like crazayeee! This is simply the cooooolest night of my life! I'm definitely speechless on how much Fahrenheit has improved from the past, when their live performances were hardly listenable to this point, where all I can do is stare at them in great awe and remember how much they've inspired my life. Everyone was really awesome, and I'm serious. Though WuZun needs some improvement, haha, it was still great! Arron is still as wonderful as always, and still making remarkable progress. Jiro &amp;amp; Calvin were really energetic as well. --A concert well worth it's cost. Sat at the best seats ever, with one of WuZun's "big-gest" fan (or not) Lee Jia Xin, waving our beautifully crafted posters &amp;amp; lightsticks wildly like nobody's business. All these equate to FUN FUN FUN + HIGH HIGH HIGH! WHOOOO! I still can't forget how crazy we were, screaming our heads off, trying to get Arron to notice me and WuZun to notice her, and going mad everytime they wave to each of us! The best part is that Arron pointed to me (and I mean, one and only me) about 4 times throughout the whole concert! I was psyched to the max! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm really thrilled and glad that I had the opportunity to be present at Fahrenheit's concert and after all these, I know I'm only gonna grow fonder and prouder of them because they are honestly THE BEST. I know a picture speaks a thousand words, and a video says much more, but to see the situation from its place when its time is worth all one could ever gather. I now declare Fahrenheit the winners of my heart, and Arron, the winner of my soul! I guess all I can say now is, only when you've witnessed then you will understand. No amount of words, photos or videos can explain how amazing Fahrenheit is at this moment so I shan't say more. :D Shall leave it to the best of your imagination, people!-- though photos will be uploaded for my own memories and pleasure. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Work @ Taka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, I've finished my working period. Or should I say, did I mention I was working a vacation job at Takashimaya? HAHA. I've been wanting to blog for really long, and there were many things going on that I really wanted to share, but there was simply no time. Worked at Taka as a Gift Wrapper (with the Caps!, though it sounds like a pun, haha) for the Christmas season, and yes, I did survive all the paper cuts with no infections/inflammations whatsoever! First few days, I guess, were of course tiring as it was afterall my first ever job and I'd only just started. Then it just got all better when I got used to it. Everyday meant a new papercut and it was about 1-2 papercuts a day on average. We even had our own supply of plasters in the drawers, dang it! Kelly &amp;amp; I were separated on our first day of work cus we've been posted to different levels. If any nice souls had the spare time to visit, you would've known Kelly's on B1, and I at Level 3. Thanks to KaiWen for your constant visiting, and Yingling too! In any case, I've stopped working already cus if I haven't mentioned, I'll be going on a tour with Fahrenheit to their other destinations! :DDD (Or rather, going on a holiday to Malaysia. Haha!) Working really brought happiness to my life, made numerous good friends like Lavinia, Joy, Nura, Xue Li, Sara and Charlene-- all older than me, I have to emphasize, haha! &amp;amp; my last day was really a heartwrenching moment for me cus it was really hard to part. In any case, I really hope all of us would stay in contact with each other always. Though there had been much politics too at work as there always will be, I guess we all still enjoyed our time there and certain things shouldn't be taken to heart. Different people have different preferences and different people get along with different people, so, no biggie! So 18th November concludes a great working experience at Taka and maybe, just maybe, I'll work again next year! Hopefully they won't schedule my time-table such that almost every day of my life is afternoon shift, where I'll have to work to late nights. For now, I've gotta concentrate on completing my holiday assignments+projects, but before that, head off to M'sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Goodbyeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A still very excited from Fahrenheit's concert Valencia. :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-112549832184197652?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/112549832184197652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=112549832184197652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/112549832184197652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/112549832184197652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/12/fahrenheit-fantasy-world-tour.html' title='FAHRENHEIT FANTASY WORLD TOUR!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5545783879780660118</id><published>2008-11-20T00:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:31:49.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 23rd, ARRON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY EGGCRACK DAY, ARRON!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whatever I've needed to say, it's all in the little journal. With crossed fingers, prayers &amp;amp; many miracles, hopefully that lovely security guard would hand it to youuu! &amp;amp; I MEAN, HE'D BETTER. Spent my whole entire food-poisoning day crafting that gift, skipped meals, tolerated peeing urgencies &amp;amp; stomach cramps &amp;amp; everything I could. With all that effort, could that little miracle just happen 'cause I need confirmation here!!! I'm feeling so uneasy all day long, uncertain if that security guard actually passed it to you..!! UGHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In any case, Valencia's birthday comment is 2nd placed at exactly 00:00, 20th Nov. How close! Can you imagine? Approximately 50 or more people clicked the 'Post' button to post their comments at exactly 12midnight to wish him a Happy Birthday! &amp;amp; the rest probably had malfunctions on their computers or something. But anyway, second IS second! &amp;amp; I'm kinda proud. Lol! Never knew I was so tech-savvy., if that was relevant in any way at all. But I've never been a computer kinda person, so I guess I'm pretty darn accurate at telling time then. OH what nonsense. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE TODAY. 'Cause you're happy today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE 20th NOVEMBER. 'Cause I know you won't be lonely with all that people celebrating with/for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE YOUR BIRTHDAY. 'Cause I'm happier than I was on mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE YOU. 'Cause you're imperfect in such a perfect way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1398; that special number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love, Valencia.&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/25798757-5545783879780660118?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5545783879780660118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5545783879780660118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5545783879780660118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5545783879780660118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-23rd-arron.html' title='HAPPY 23rd, ARRON!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-1568580708007027064</id><published>2008-11-19T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:09:01.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAM, DREAM, DREAM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DREAM, DREAM, DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dream is a wish your heart makes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're fast asleep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In dreams you will lose your heartaches &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you wish for, you keep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have faith in your dreams and someday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your rainbow will come smiling through. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter how your heart is grieving, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you keep on believing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dream that you wish will come true. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dream is a wish your heart makes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're feeling small. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone in the night you whisper &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinkin' no one can hear you at all. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wake with the morning sunlight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To find fortune that is smiling on you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't let your heart be filled with sorrow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all you know tomorrow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dream that you wish will come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days back, Amanda just kickstarted my heart with a beautiful dream she made (in the shower?). All of a sudden the pain &amp;amp; queasiness in my stomach vanished to a wonderful butterfly-in-the-stomach sensation. Diarrhoea and horrible pangs in the stomach faded &amp;amp; I was smiling like a geek to myself. Gawsh, what amazing things beautiful dreams do to one. It was so.., &lt;strong&gt;perfect&lt;/strong&gt;. On the night of that day she told me hers I had a dream of its continuation! Coincidence or what? Perhaps I was fantasizing. Again. Not again. :( I share a love-hate relationship with beautiful dreams. The fact it happened in dreamland elevates your hopes up, while reality strikes &amp;amp; you realize it's probably never gonna happen. But then again, it happened in your dreams! So does it imply there is a slight possibility of its occurence in real life? But it's afterall just a dream, a wish, a yearning. So what now? To dream or not to dream, that is the question. How contradicting life can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DIARRHOEA/FOOD POISONING/GROSS WATERY SHIAT? I think my immune system just stopped functioning a few days ago. Gone are the days where my voracious appetite is easily whet, whilst now I nauseate at every supposedly delicious food I see. Even junkies, chocolate &amp;amp; soup. I feel utterly repelled when even faced with ice-cream, how revolting. Been living on porridge, porridge &amp;amp; more porridge. Seriously, life is soooo interesting. Maybe this is a perfect opportunity to lose weight eh? I'm starting to love visiting the gym. Perspiring is yet another of life's joys, at least in an air-conditioned room. Singapore is HOT HUMID HOT HUMID HOT HUMID HOT. It's supposed to be WINTER! My stomach's growling again. At least I'm not gonna sleep with an empty stomach tonight. No more midnight tossing&amp;amp;turning and unbelievably, INSOMNIA., which I have no idea what caused it. OH PFFFFTT. This is gonna be kinda funny but I'm writing a new post again, just for it to be dated 20th Nov. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!, for a few seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-1568580708007027064?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1568580708007027064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=1568580708007027064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1568580708007027064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1568580708007027064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream-dream-dream.html' title='DREAM, DREAM, DREAM.'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-2083309474361678757</id><published>2008-11-10T21:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:22:41.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When good news falls upon me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm trying hard not to smile, but my heart's gleeing inside..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(heck the braces, for all I care!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:DDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't even wanna explain, cus it's just far too cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My life feels so complete, but it ain't done just yet. Ahahaha! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm in love with being alive!&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/25798757-2083309474361678757?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2083309474361678757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=2083309474361678757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2083309474361678757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2083309474361678757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-good-news-falls-upon-me.html' title='When good news falls upon me..'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3984429803121110072</id><published>2008-11-03T13:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:42:09.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sudden urge to blog! Really rare!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;KATY PERRY&lt;/u&gt; IS REALLY KINDA COOL..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just purchased her new album yesterday &amp;amp; she's really not bad! No regrets in getting her CD.(: Never thought I would've said this but I think I just might like her, haha. Her songs are hardcore attitude &amp;amp; morally incorrect, yet amazingly original and addictive. Valencia likeees! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6Qcn6VUfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/dA-h2hWXi-U/s1600-h/katy+perry.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264303835867075058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6Qcn6VUfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/dA-h2hWXi-U/s320/katy+perry.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;OHKAY, so I've been blog-surfing just a few minutes ago &amp;amp; everyone's lamenting about how they're gonna miss 1A. I guess what comes goes around &amp;amp; honestly, from the bottom of my heart, I had never, ever complained, or desired to be in any other classes other than 1A. &amp;amp; I mean it. I mean, we are so darn, frickin' suited for each other!-- people from different coutries(hinthint!), with extreme character difference, &amp;amp; contrasting beliefs and ethics. Yet we can all get along so well! It's just like a perfect fusion of every good thing in the world that makes us so darn right for each other! No matter how many issues or conflicts arised between class groupings, Lep-ians vs. Non Lep-ians, or simply just personal arguments, I have never stopped believing that 1A is one united whole. There really just isn't any difference between whether whoever takes LEP or not because it's most of the time that we spend time together as a class, &amp;amp; any misunderstandings or segregation have never been intended at all. Although we can't enjoy 2009 as a beautiful class next year, I'll never forget happy memories we shared as one &amp;amp; I really, really look forward to class outing. ;D I'm not gonna bawl or soak myself with sorrow, but use this energy treasuring the times we had together AND I REALLLLLLLYYY LOOK FORWARD TO CLASS(ahem, icecream!!)-OUTING! &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I take back my words; this is hopeless, ughh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TWO DAYS AGO, on a fine Saturday afternoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My sister had a sudden desire to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;cook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. OH MY GAWSH. Her recipe?-- MILK POTATOES(or rather, boiled potatoes dunked in milk). homg, eww much? Speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAHA, few images on immediate reactions, though that lil' bit unglam la hor, but plain hilarious:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The 'NOT-AGAIN?!' reaction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6YXYO48JI/AAAAAAAAAX0/oPBsKlh7RJA/s1600-h/DSC01887.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312541852004498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6YXYO48JI/AAAAAAAAAX0/oPBsKlh7RJA/s320/DSC01887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;The 'ARE YOU SERIOUS??!' reaction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6YXrJeIEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SDaL21gW8Wc/s1600-h/DSC01890.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312546929549378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6YXrJeIEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SDaL21gW8Wc/s320/DSC01890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The 'YAY, time to display my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excellent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; culinary skills!' reaction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6YX40tSHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/sLfdRU_srpM/s1600-h/DSC01888.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312550600558706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6YX40tSHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/sLfdRU_srpM/s320/DSC01888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was an intense, nerve-racking period. Ahaha, the kitchen turned into a fire hazard, with milk splattering the kitchen in paint, &amp;amp; potatoes flying like atoms in gaseous state. The product? You probably wouldn't wanna know but it was &lt;em&gt;pretty fineeeee&lt;/em&gt;, LOL. &lt;/span&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-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think we can enter showbiz, man! Drama-mamas in the making! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-3984429803121110072?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3984429803121110072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=3984429803121110072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3984429803121110072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3984429803121110072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/11/sudden-urge-to-blog-really-rare.html' title='A sudden urge to blog! Really rare!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQ6Qcn6VUfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/dA-h2hWXi-U/s72-c/katy+perry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6685338868560893639</id><published>2008-10-30T23:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:48:35.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 15th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today was a really eventful day, good thing bad, it was really &lt;em&gt;memorable&lt;/em&gt;(?). Got sorta pissed off at the start, for several reasons that made me feel somewhat neglected, but everything just got better with time. This birthday wasn't exactly a blast but I'm glad it all turned out fine in the end. Received a "surprise" party from my beloved &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;teenage&gt;&lt;/teenage&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which I completely did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; expect(hurhur:)), and had loads of fun playing with firework sticks and talking about our lives under the moonlight &amp;amp; enjoying the CHOCOLATE cake, which reminded me of past memories which we &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; relive again.:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How OLD. Birthday's ending in a couple of minutes time. I've figured out new resolutions, future plans and all. Hope I'll be more mature mentally and grow younger in every other aspect, hahaa. &amp;amp; last of all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;THANK YOUs to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bella, lorna, my sis, kelvin, amanda &amp;amp; kristal&lt;/span&gt; for celebrating this special day with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;mommy, daddy, ahyi, ahhui, huihong my beloved buddy&lt;/span&gt; for your best wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;kaiwen, tingwei, shauna, jianle, yingling, jiaxin, jiamin, huanying, gracia, michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, and many others&lt;/span&gt; that i might have left out for your lovely birthday wishes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AND all of you for your beautiful presents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Warmest gratitude to you guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love, Valencia.&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/25798757-6685338868560893639?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6685338868560893639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6685338868560893639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6685338868560893639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6685338868560893639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-15th-birthday.html' title='My 15th Birthday!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6258064438216074213</id><published>2008-10-28T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:54:59.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR FIRST ANNIVERSARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;28th October '08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQcv64jXHFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/dpCI6zkwsRg/s1600-h/love2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227378265332818" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQcv64jXHFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/dpCI6zkwsRg/s320/love2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's been one year. Time flies when you're enjoying the things in it, but it has never been easy for me to go by. 1 year, it crawls by slowly as attempts to hasten proved to be futile and exhausting, seems like such a long time, too long for me to stop missing you, to stop reminiscing about past moments and past times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; exactly on this date last year, i met you, while you met me, but i just couldn't take my eyes off you. If there's anything i could be more thankful for, it would be because you appeared in my world. I'm thankful you were you; I'm thankful you live; I'm thankful you exist. I'm utterly, sincerely grateful you are in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I Love You, Arron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;..cus it's who you are that drives me insane.&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/25798757-6258064438216074213?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6258064438216074213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6258064438216074213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6258064438216074213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6258064438216074213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-first-anniversary.html' title='OUR FIRST ANNIVERSARY'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SQcv64jXHFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/dpCI6zkwsRg/s72-c/love2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8994150487715703035</id><published>2008-10-11T14:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:51:03.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Fahrenheit's first-ever concert in year 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ARRON, I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your first ever concert in front of a live audience, &amp;amp; you performed to your ultimate. There's nothing more I could expect of you..! You have done your best and have seen results you've always wanted to achieve, &amp;amp; most importantly, fulfilled your wish to hold a concert! If there's anyone happier and prouder of you than you are, it's me. Thank you for working so hard for your goals, 'cause it shows how right I am in believing in you. You ROCK, superstar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how i wish i could be there to witness it anyway..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;-19/12/2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;飞轮海 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;想入飞飞&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 演唱会&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255784568704245362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBMOAmYnnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/9qpxOD900SE/s320/FAHRENHEIT+73.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As I've mentioned in my previous post, I would elaborate on the hectic study life before promos, but I actually doubt I would want to relive it now, and since it has been history, I dont think it is needed now, is it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just received my eoy results, and it was disappointing. :/ Actually it was rather alright when I first saw it, I was quite satisfied, but i subsequently felt somehow inferior after "comparing" them with the others, and realized how horrible my results were. It was dumb, that whole period, since I never worked as hard as the others for the exams, I admit, but I always managed to scrape through, somehow. But it wasn't the case this time; I felt awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NO MORE HONEYMOON-ING, VALENCIA. DON'T PROCRASTINATE ANY FURTHER, YOUR FUTURE'S AT STAKE, ASSHOLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I feel lazy, stupid, annoyed, pissed off and probably every negative thing about myself, but this perhaps is the reaction of pure guilt, I guess. The worst, ever trait that I have is that I never fail to PROCRASTINATE, and it's something I'd love to discard. Don't wanna let myself down again, so I'm gonna call myself an asshole till I manage to overcome this thing that's been haunting me since school ever existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks, Arron. -for your voice is the only motivation for me to pull through. I'll love you till the end of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ANYWAY, something happy to think about would be a few beautiful fascinations I've recently fell in love with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;HILARY DUFF; Vintage Blazer Shoe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Specially designed by HD to be auctioned off at a charity, how meaningful! This is one of the few high-heeled shoes I've ever praised beautiful! It was LOVE at first sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255789671489369826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBQ3B9KduI/AAAAAAAAAXE/o4MryuXtSW4/s320/HD+Vintage+Blazer+Shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff99;"&gt;NIKE HERITAGE PRINT CLUB BAG;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Scenery Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dark Caryenne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Cortez Print&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;, respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- in TWO amazing colours. Metallic &amp;amp; Bling, what more could I ask for? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;80 bucks, a dream never to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBTFadMW8I/AAAAAAAAAXc/RMe6vXW9010/s1600-h/NIKE+BAG-+Scenery+Green+Cortez+Print.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255792117607586754" style="CURSOR: hand" height="284" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBTFadMW8I/AAAAAAAAAXc/RMe6vXW9010/s320/NIKE+BAG-+Scenery+Green+Cortez+Print.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBTFH2nzTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/VUiHDVZq9hM/s1600-h/NIKE+BAG-+Dark+Cayenne+Cortez+Print.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255792112613969202" style="CURSOR: hand" height="287" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBTFH2nzTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/VUiHDVZq9hM/s320/NIKE+BAG-+Dark+Cayenne+Cortez+Print.JPG" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm still waiting for Prince Charming to present me with Arron's necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hmm, anyone? hahahaha, pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBTFadMW8I/AAAAAAAAAXc/RMe6vXW9010/s1600-h/NIKE+BAG-+Scenery+Green+Cortez+Print.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8994150487715703035?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8994150487715703035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8994150487715703035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8994150487715703035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8994150487715703035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/10/arron-im-so-proud-of-you-your-first.html' title='Introducing Fahrenheit&apos;s first-ever concert in year 2008!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SPBMOAmYnnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/9qpxOD900SE/s72-c/FAHRENHEIT+73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5872458214631975175</id><published>2008-09-28T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:36:51.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilary Duff turns 21!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, &lt;strong&gt;HILARY DUFF&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;awlll she's one year older yet again.. :D my lovely idol, 21 years old officially on this special day. my heart just feels so at ease that she, being such a popular and influencial teenage pop star, has remained so pure and hardworking for these five years! its unbelievable how she stays so true to her passion for acting and producing music, and being in control of her life and not getting affected by others. its something worth everyone to applaud for. Hilary is just one rockin' star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and im gonna love and support her till the end! :D Hope she would be able to continue doing her thang forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CELLY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;lovelaye celly is 15 now aye! hahaha and still older than me! work hard and add oil for eoys eh! &amp;amp; catch up with you asap! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that im done with the greetings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I'm in love with this song by FTSK &amp;amp; it's awesome! I'm starting to like them, actually. Their songs are new and refreshing and it's just amazing to hear these songs with such youthful vibes and all. :D Here' &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She's A Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by FTSK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGW_4jaawGY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGW_4jaawGY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with a girl I hate&lt;br /&gt;She enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic&lt;br /&gt;A traitor, I'd trade her in a second&lt;br /&gt;She's a backseat driver&lt;br /&gt;A drama provider an instant update of the world&lt;br /&gt;Shes a first class liar a constant forgetter&lt;br /&gt;(she's attractive but bitter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry&lt;br /&gt;If you turn around, turn around, baby don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady&lt;br /&gt;And ladies shouldn't be messed with&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady&lt;br /&gt;And ladies shouldn't be messed with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Come in the room&lt;br /&gt;And baby let's try not to argue&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the radio&lt;br /&gt;How can we fight when I'm too busy loving you&lt;br /&gt;I'm too busy loving you&lt;br /&gt;I'm too busy loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry&lt;br /&gt;If you turn around turn around baby don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady&lt;br /&gt;And ladies shouldn't be messed with&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady&lt;br /&gt;And ladies shouldn't be messed with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;There you go again, again&lt;br /&gt;And we will not ever be eighteen again, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm worn out of fighting&lt;br /&gt;And every night you leave crying&lt;br /&gt;And I could use some time&lt;br /&gt;And here I am&lt;br /&gt;There you go again (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am and I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take you gladly&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take you in again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry&lt;br /&gt;If you turn around turn around baby don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry&lt;br /&gt;If you turn around turn around baby don't return to me&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time&lt;br /&gt;She's a lady&lt;br /&gt;And ladies shouldn't be messed with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's a lady&lt;br /&gt;And ladies shouldn't be messed with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THE LYRICS! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'll complain about my miserable life during the past few weeks because of promos here after my last paper, which is one day away. So wish me the best of luck yeah! For now, bye to the people of the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5872458214631975175?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5872458214631975175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5872458214631975175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5872458214631975175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5872458214631975175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-hilary-duff-awlll-shes.html' title='Hilary Duff turns 21!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-917818084674550549</id><published>2008-08-16T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:13:27.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's going right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today's been a dark and gloomy day, the sky's pastel-grey and the wind's just blowing very hesitantly.. My whole life feels like it has been dimmed upon suddenly. I've been feeling down ever since early afternoon, since the moment i woke up. How ecstatic can you feel like if your mum wakes you up, shouting into your ear that you've slept more than half your day away, and doesn't even consider that you've been sleeping for less than 4 hours every single day for 2 weeks? I try to do happy things, like visiting Arron's blog, then Fahrenheit's-- but they're all not updated. It really feels like everything's dying in the world, and this pessimistic view just sets in all for me. I don't like being so restless, hopeless and so darn vulnerable sometimes. I'm not supposed to be this way, or maybe i'm just hiding from the cruel face of reality, before it grabs and gets hold of me, and starts rotting my soul away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love to see your face; it's everywhere in my mind.., but once i start thinking, once my senses start working away, i get into melancholy...and i begin to feel distraught. My mood is once again, affected. And when i hear your voice, i feel like i'm suddenly drained out of energy, as i slowly seep into this vacuum called depression. I'm going out of my mind.., &amp;amp; it's all because of &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's going right. Projects have been screwed, group mates have been annoying the shiat outta me, friends have been thorough hypocrites, and all i can do is tolerate. But, for how long? Guess this is life, huh.- this wonderful thing called &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;. Many have come and gone, and this bitter-sweet world just isn't making me feel any better. A silver lining? Haven't seen it yet, how disappointing. Coming up is IDE, thereafter would be promos. I still don't see sunshine after this horrendous downpour. A little bit longer, and i'll be fine, i guess. But really, how long should i wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;//Every time I think I'm closer to the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What it means to know just who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think I finally found a better place to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No one ever seems to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need to try to get to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Could it be you're not that far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're the remedy im searching hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To fix the puzzle that I see inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Painting all my dreams the color of your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I find you it will be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need to try to get to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Could it be you're not that far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're the voice I hear inside my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The reason that im singing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gotta find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;You're the missing piece I need, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;The song inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I gotta find you//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Where are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause i'm looking really hard to get to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; the heavens start crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my tears keep denying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but i'm really trying to suppress these feelings inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; i still cannot believe i said my first F*** already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'cause reality cuts into my life, i'm disillusioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my innocence is scraped. thanks a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the day's twice as long without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;each day without you is a year of misery..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i've lived approximately 294 years without your presence.., &amp;amp; i'm stuck.&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/25798757-917818084674550549?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/917818084674550549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=917818084674550549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/917818084674550549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/917818084674550549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothings-going-right.html' title='Nothing&apos;s going right.'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-564851628669753349</id><published>2008-08-09T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:43:41.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 43rd Birthday, S&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;e!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today marks Singapore's 43rd year in nation building &amp;amp; i bet we're all really proud and honoured to see this young and sprightly nation growing in prosperity and technology. :D I rushed home from this 'talk' to catch the National Day Parade LIVE but thought it was rather boring... Remembered how i somehow fell asleep during NDP'07, which i totally did not mean to. This year, mom fell asleep, so guess it's gonna be a vicious cycle; next year it'll probably be you, sis. Haha:D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Equation of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;JONAS BROTHERS = &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232526422493718786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SJ2rDuKVaQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/BDMzTBQHiNg/s320/JB-+A+Little+Bit+Longer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jonas' Bros newest 2008 album A Little Bit Longer is no less addictive(although it toned down a lil') than Jonas Brothers (2007-2008), although the latter rocked the hell outta my life-- i listen to that album three times a day, it's &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; amazing. Their music has always had this lively vibe in it, and i loved it. It always had this very positive touch to it, very energetic, yet really sentimental. A truly good mix. Especially if you pay close attention to their lyrics, you can sense all their true feelings &amp;amp; emotions, plus the sincerity, heart and soul they put into it. It's really admirable how all their songs appeal to me so much, and most importantly, i feel that i can relate to them. &amp;amp; Nick's just really charming and talented- awesome. All in all, Jonas Brothers is yet one of the few successful boybands in my list. Cool tracks for cool people yeah? haha. :D ohyeah thank you casper for the songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG right at this very moment, leejiaxin's relative just came to visit me. WHYYYY. I DONT LIKE YOU MAN. 2nd time of the week? There's really no need to visit me so many times, you.D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;wonders of pesticide-- one of the best inventions in the world. yay. its gone. hah. DONT YOU DARE COME AGAIN. you wont like it when im angry. humph. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;UGH. That was yet another horrifying experience of my life. &amp;amp; why am i not surprised on your arrival? Me and cockroaches just don't clap, so don't force me dude. Now my mood is completely ruined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Duffrawkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ps. I love JB too &lt;3&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/25798757-564851628669753349?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/564851628669753349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=564851628669753349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/564851628669753349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/564851628669753349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SJ2rDuKVaQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/BDMzTBQHiNg/s72-c/JB-+A+Little+Bit+Longer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8067584406713501206</id><published>2008-07-19T20:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T13:03:33.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Urghh. What's up with the govt and new ERP gantries? It's irritating just to see new and newer ones being set up even though i'm not a car owner-- a new one has been built next to FuLuShou &amp;amp; another beside Bugis Junction. Not that I frequent those places (or maybe just FuLuShou), but just seeing those annoying humongous metallic electronically-powered 'devices' so many times a day pisses me off completely. Now businesses at gantry-polluted areas are seriously affected as no one would want to pay just to enter, leaving them empty and others are overcrowded with vehicles, causing severe traffic jam. Wow, what a smart way to discourage people from private transport. Man, there should be other ways, right? Not like the inflation of petrol/oil prices aren't rising rapidly enough. &amp;amp; what's more, these gantries do not leave an impression of a technologically advanced country, nuh-uh; they are just overly-sized bulks of machines built for distraction. Soon enough, gantries would be built at streets selling the famous D24 durians. &amp;amp; why am i not surprised..? hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ANYWAY, I SCREWED UP MY NAPFA. :( It was the most disappointing Napfa i've ever had, because apparently, i fared so much worse than past times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The reasons I have for myself for my performance are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. I had a stomach upset and went to take a dump, which after that, i ran my 2.4km on an empty stomach, which means that it's easier for me to get stitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. I didn't train for it, nor did i do any warm-up exercises, so obviously i couldn't perform my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. I was suffering from diarrhoea on the day of 5 items, and was not in tip-top condition for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to go for the test.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've grown phat-ter &amp;amp; heavier.&lt;br /&gt;5. TJ's track is not as conducive for running as Cedar's old track, which environment is very close to nature &amp;amp; usually breezy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe Miss P*** was rather effective for a PE teacher...? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've finally had a taste of conflicts in school, &amp;amp; i call them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Politics@School"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Politics@School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(do not click on this, it doesn't lead to anything)&lt;/span&gt;. Nice name huh, lol :). I'm glad i'm not a target though, although i don't wish for anyone to be. But it's awkward sometimes, to be stuck in the middle. It's shocking to find out what someone did in the past and weird that you cannot react to it because you're not involved and everything but anyway..., whatever. I'm just not in the mood to think of it now. Yeah. Hope this would be over soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Arron:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have no idea why;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When we're far apart, I feel I know you so well, so thoroughly, that we're so close, that our souls intertwined, &amp;amp; we are one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On the other hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When we're next to each other, I suddenly feel that you're so distant, like a dream that never came true, &amp;amp; reality strikes me, and I realize we really &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; standing right beside each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is going on, someone please tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really need you here with me. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I like about you-&lt;br /&gt;Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's.&lt;br /&gt;And when we kiss, I'm hypnotized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I guess that's both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll have to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your hand in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When we're intertwined everything's alright-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to be with the one I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And the 7th thing I like the most that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make me love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you do. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honestly, you do, &amp;amp; very deeply.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; what happens if the sun forgets to shine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/7 is gonna be a great day. :D &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*winks with delight*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I LOVE ARRON,&lt;br /&gt;Valencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8067584406713501206?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8067584406713501206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8067584406713501206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8067584406713501206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8067584406713501206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/07/urghh.html' title='Mixed Feelings'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-57110046772880329</id><published>2008-07-14T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:32:17.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am utterly disgusted with people who make empty promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What is a promise if you don't keep it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't say things that you don't mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you don't keep your word, it only goes to show what a hypocrite you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stop your nonsense; it's more annoying than you think it's funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honestly, I've had enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-57110046772880329?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/57110046772880329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=57110046772880329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/57110046772880329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/57110046772880329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/07/empty-promises.html' title='Empty Promises'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6311136439723896315</id><published>2008-06-29T13:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:21:02.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings are fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Valencia Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyournamemeanquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;V is for Virile&lt;br /&gt;A is for Animated&lt;br /&gt;L is for Legendary&lt;br /&gt;E is for Extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;N is for Naive&lt;br /&gt;C is for Casual&lt;br /&gt;I is for Influential&lt;br /&gt;A is for Altruistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyournamemeanquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 72%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You simply have a natural knack for money and the personality for success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Will You Be a Multimillionaire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 87% Perfectionist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/perfectionist-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're a total perfectionist. So go ahead and congratulate yourself on a "perfect" score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, everyone is sick of living up to your standards. And you're probably even sick them yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Are You a Perfectionist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Are 40% Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 44% Weirdo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaweirdoquiz/weirdo-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're definitely quite strange, but you can act like a normal person when you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But just because you can act normally, it certainly doesn't mean you want to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have normal aspects to your personality... but you usually don't choose to emphasize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaweirdoquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Are You A Weirdo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OOH haha im weird i know. and i like it. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cus weird people are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/unisex.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;UHHH??! im a eunuch?! haha! noooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAHA just to clarify: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyoursexualorientationquiz/straight.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There's not much queer about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's just say you're straight... but not narrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursexualorientationquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What's Your Sexual Orientation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Brain is 73% Female, 27% Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;okay Arron, now you can be assured. :) &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td color="#eeeeee" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpio - Your Love Profile&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/scorpio-love.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're red hot passion makes anyone you date feel extremely wanted&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty, to the point of doing anything to protect your lover&lt;br /&gt;You are mysterious and charismatic - and you easily draw people in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be paranoid and think that the worst is going on with your lover&lt;br /&gt;You turn cold and mean at the first sign of conflict in relationship&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes become obsessed with dates - so much so that you develop jealousy early on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will take the time to win you over. Not an easy task!&lt;br /&gt;Is able to keep up with your carnal appetite... lots of stamina needed.&lt;br /&gt;Reassures you of their love and loyalty on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intense. You prefer to stay in with take out and conversation - so that no one else is distracting you and your date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot. New partners have trouble believing that your libido is for real.&lt;br /&gt;You have incredible sexual intuition - you always know what your lover craves&lt;br /&gt;A bit bossy. You know what you want, and you certainly aren't afraid to ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so secretive with your love - they want you the way you are&lt;br /&gt;Let go of your jealousy. Your partner has chosen *you*&lt;br /&gt;Spend more time alone, doing things you love. It will help you be less obsessive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Best color to attract mate: Dark red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What's Your Love Profile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Blogthings can really keep you from boredom! Go try all these fun quizzes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-6311136439723896315?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6311136439723896315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6311136439723896315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6311136439723896315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6311136439723896315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogthings-are-fun.html' title='Blogthings are fun!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-4790887103046873266</id><published>2008-06-27T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:38:35.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer JCTs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LANG ARTS = :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHYSICS = :''(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEMISTRY = :''(((&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIOLOGY = :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE LIT = : [&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HCL = : /&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATH = :'c (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUMANS = : (?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DEVASTATION. JCTs are over and i really dont feel the gush of happiness i expected to have. JCTs are killer depressants. Gawd im glad its over, but it sure doesnt make a difference to the spirit im in now.. Throughout this whole week ive eaten more herbal foodstuff than i have ever eaten in my whole entire life and i think its all gone down the drain. Every morning i down chicken essence down my throat, and as im typing this, im forcing some herbal jelly into my mouth. Its probably one of the worst things ive ever eaten; its bitter and totally does not have the texture of jelly, like its a mixture of different herbs all shaped into that weird cup, and whats worse is that its black and looks like fungi. How interesting. I had to hold my nose tightly and swallow it, and for once, i almost vomitted it out. eeks..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One lesson i learnt from this tremendously horrifying experience of JCTs is not to leave all of the revising till the third day of the last week. Neh, procrastinating is my forte, cant change my spots that quickly, whats more, ive been doing that for the past fourteen years of my life. I want to sleep..! Dang, but I dont feel like it, argh. Today's math was a killer; I almost died in the examination room. Especially in such a hot and humid weather, when you are suffering from serious diarrhoea, and you are sweating because your thermal insulator lipids are keeping the warmth which i soooo do not need at that moment, and the slow moving fans on the high ceilings really dont make a difference, you face a super duper exceptionally hard paper which right from the first question, you know youre doomed. GSP... CIRCLE PROPERTIES... QUADRATIC EQUATIONS &amp;amp; INEQUALITY..... .... .... OH DARN, that unhappy experience is yet again replaying in my mind, over and over and over and overrrrr again. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CHEMISTRY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. The science of the composition, structure, properties, and reactions of matter, especially of atomic and molecular systems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Instinctual attraction or affinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...... and i wonder why i like the latter more...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;UGH, total goner for the first anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Overall, the JCTs were generally freakishly terrible. Im just, speechless. All i can do now is continue with my education (on monday! :() right after the exhausting tests and hope for a miracle to happen. inspiring huh. wheee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, cousins from America are back in Singapore! whoo..! thats probably the only thing that can cheer me up (maybe) (?) I wasnt able to accompany them and play with them for the past week due to the JCTs yeah, sorry! I'll make it up yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now, for my second love...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;GEORGE SAMPSON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(if you'd watched Britain's Got Talent you'd know him. awll sweetheart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216505429863779282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SGTADNvtS9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ylqlEyaa6jQ/s320/George+Sampson+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And Arron's getting hotter, come on just look at that cool pose with the microphone! :D! and that beautiful jacket he's wearing! this is complete COOLIOS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216505434149133666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SGTADdtanWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/RjXDOznYjFw/s320/AARON+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216505437209003954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SGTADpG8h7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/YqJr5j-V_9c/s320/AARON+171.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AWL I WANT THE JACKET!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im exhausted. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; Ive got to go for tuition later.. wow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bye world, goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&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/25798757-4790887103046873266?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4790887103046873266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=4790887103046873266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4790887103046873266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4790887103046873266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/06/lang-arts-physics-chemistry-biology.html' title='Killer JCTs'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SGTADNvtS9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ylqlEyaa6jQ/s72-c/George+Sampson+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7727149609154670104</id><published>2008-05-20T11:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:00:17.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say, "CHINA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back from China!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm finally back from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nan Chang&lt;/span&gt;, and I'm wondering if that's a good thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nan Chang is such a beautiful place, and one can think of living there permanently, not considering the danger of driving and crossing roads, the expired foodstuff that they sell even at the airport, and the heavily polluted air by smoke and fog. But what about the extraordinarily lively nightlife, exceptionally fashionable and cheap goods and accessories, and the absolutely delicious food? It's no wonder why we LEP students enjoyed our one-week stay at Nan Chang so thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Departure at Changi Airport &lt;/strong&gt;at approximately 6am:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202292167924942930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJBKe72iFI/AAAAAAAAANM/s5z_Iykjw94/s320/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202292159335008322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJBJ-72iEI/AAAAAAAAANE/npoArUpk_7E/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Exchanging flights at Guang Zhou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202292172219910242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJBKu72iGI/AAAAAAAAANU/CEZYwCTqRCM/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We got off the plane on the field it landed on, and boarded a bus from there to the airport. Damn cool! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202292180809844850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJBLO72iHI/AAAAAAAAANc/Gr0Hk6n7CWQ/s320/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our arrival at 南昌外国语学校：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202292185104812162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJBLe72iII/AAAAAAAAANk/mYPt8YFeKgY/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My medicine for my horrible flu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294624646236338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJDZe72iLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gaZd-LO_mGs/s320/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A feast treat by one of my buddy's father's colleague:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294616056301714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJDY-72iJI/AAAAAAAAANs/dsVSmUCfWLM/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294620351269026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJDZO72iKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/k4Z7C4pOhTk/s320/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stars advertise for ice-creams sold at Walmart Supermarket:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294628941203650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJDZu72iMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/llUN7-LBo2M/s320/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294637531138258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJDaO72iNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/o5TOYLBYDv0/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJGA-72iOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tJ2P3-qEAp8/s1600-h/DSC00594.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297502274324706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJGA-72iOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tJ2P3-qEAp8/s320/DSC00594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buddy's family and I:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297532339095826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJGCu72iRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YphkIrVVdQ0/s320/DSC00752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Few days old duckling, Daffy Yaya, and I:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202318435944925522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJZDe72iVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9U_f_mbOPvQ/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJGB-72iQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Yb2EdqCmBUQ/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297519454193922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJGB-72iQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Yb2EdqCmBUQ/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 在奶奶家包饺子：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJGC-72iSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/efGhZOr0w_I/s1600-h/DSC00936.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297536634063138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJGC-72iSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/efGhZOr0w_I/s320/DSC00936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; People making donations to the victims of the Si Chuan earthquake during the Beijing Olympics Torch Relay:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202298975448107314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJHWu72iTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/djXmvC5sagQ/s320/IMGP1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202298984038041922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJHXO72iUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SSLPWyFuMYo/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Even these little fellas have the heart to care for them, so keep on helping them by donating!&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/25798757-7727149609154670104?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7727149609154670104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7727149609154670104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7727149609154670104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7727149609154670104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/05/say-china.html' title='Say, &quot;CHINA&quot;'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SDJBKe72iFI/AAAAAAAAANM/s5z_Iykjw94/s72-c/DSC00302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-9017407913429034487</id><published>2008-05-06T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:53:53.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in TA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OH WELL. TA has been really.. busy? Having gone through the first four (and counting) months of the new learning environment, I really must say that it's tough. I must admit, thoughts of regret have gone through my mind, of wanting to return to mainstream and do the norm, but there ain't gonna be any chance for that to happen so I'm stumped. Anyway, experiencing TA's &lt;em&gt;holistic &lt;/em&gt;educational system was physically, mentally and emotionally draining. Sometimes, I feel like I'm the worst and stupidest creature ever alive on earth. It's hurtful to acknowledge that you were once the better of the lot in mainstream, but when you enter the IP Programme, you're reduced to dust. Not that you are dumb or anything, just that this program is highly and extremely competitive, with many people vying, striving and working so hard for participation marks, test marks, GPA etc. People actually spend their free time &lt;em&gt;mugging&lt;/em&gt;. For a person who's forever in a relaxed state like me, seeing people being so hardworking just makes me feel inferior. And that's not all. Holding 2 PDPs is no joke. Although it's not as tedious as choir or competitive sports, but it takes up a lot of time, plus my other activities during the weekend which all boils down to-- NO TIME. I used to be the late-night bird of the people I know, but now, everyone seems to be sleeping at around the same time as me, about 1 to 2am, and sometimes, even later. You'll never realize the true meaning of stress till you enter TA. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BUT, I know that other peeps in VJ and NJ aren't coping very well either, righttt? haha. *GO LAO!!* I guess it all means that we have to try harder to adapt and handle the stress well, AND, get some rest when you really need it. Make sure you don't collapse in the middle of sth; that'll be terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life is all about adapting to new environments, ain't it? So let's all work hard together then. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This few days have been hilarious. I discovered that although TA is tough and all, but everyone knows when to play and joke when the time is right,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; except some. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Narrating to Kelly the story I came up with for my drama series was funny and intense, with all the Kenny's, Kenneth's, Kelvin's, Kent's, Kendrick's, Kathy's..- bottomline: Kelly is an evil woman who is exceptionally fickle and flirtatious because she dumped her husband-to-be on the day of her wedding! LOL. And Kaiwen is forever confused about the different K's doing different things.- blur bobo. And Kelly should seroiusly stop self-claiming that she is the director because I am a high-classed scriptwriter who decides who I want my script to be directed by. :D Haha, stay tuned to Season 2, episode 26, tomorrow. AND latest news: JEREMIAH HAS A FOREHEAD HAIR! haha it sounds gross, I know, but it's true. And it IS gross anyway. It's short, curly and white. yucks. hahahahah....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197197355895584738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SCAndZHBd-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/RgpAEwmgGL4/s320/AARON++AD+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Man, I really wish to have my Aaron necklace. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If you have made mistakes,there is always another chance for you. You may have a fresh start at any moment you choose, for this thing we call 'failure' is not the falling down, but the &lt;strong&gt;staying&lt;/strong&gt; down."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Mary Pickford, 1893-1979.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This led me to lots of thoughts, which i shan't elaborate. But what she said is really true. So let's all 加油 together alright!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ciao,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Duffrawkers.&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/25798757-9017407913429034487?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/9017407913429034487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=9017407913429034487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/9017407913429034487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/9017407913429034487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-in-ta.html' title='Life in TA'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SCAndZHBd-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/RgpAEwmgGL4/s72-c/AARON++AD+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-1490144923231915938</id><published>2008-04-24T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:16:41.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedar Choir Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SBCFg5l6VJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Bvl5sWGezLE/s1600-h/cedarchoirrrr.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192797170620322962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SBCFg5l6VJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Bvl5sWGezLE/s320/cedarchoirrrr.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUPPORT THE EVER SO &lt;strong&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CEDAR GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt; SECONDARY SCHOOL &lt;strong&gt;CHOIR&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have been working doubly hard for this concert so don't forget to purchase tickets to show your support and encouragement!! Expect the ever so &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;enchanting&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;melodious&lt;/span&gt; CEDAR CHOIR voices!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Tix can be bought from Sistic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or you can inform me.. any enquiries, or questions, feel free to approach me! I'll contact my choir members! :D&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/25798757-1490144923231915938?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1490144923231915938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=1490144923231915938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1490144923231915938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1490144923231915938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/04/cedar-choir-concert.html' title='Cedar Choir Concert'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/SBCFg5l6VJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Bvl5sWGezLE/s72-c/cedarchoirrrr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-4588353311538476613</id><published>2008-03-29T20:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:17:45.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti Amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh yeah, it's never easy to stop thinking about you.. You build me up and left me hanging. I'm trying to hold on, but it's not as simple as I thought. Nuh-uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our dotted-lined love. Such uncertainty, doubt. Desperation. You heartthrob, it's amazing how cupid's arrow shot me but never managed to locate you huh. Don't know how long this can last, but I have faith in you. You. You keep me alive. Thanks a lot, I LOVE YOU,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Arron&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is it just an illusion? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reality vs. fantasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BOO. I was supposed to have a debate competition today but I couldn't bear to miss two days of math tuition. It's far too much to lose. Even one day's loss of math is a huge sacrifice. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up sooner or later. Sigh. And the tough gets going.., but I ain't gonna crumble, no way. I will survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn, I've got a toothache. It's annoying. And Ti Amo's music video is out!! YAY! But the storyline isn't all that fantastic. Arron and Liu Li Yang just aren't compatible..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZA2sODHmcw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZA2sODHmcw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Enjoy! I loved it to tears!- the song. heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valencia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-4588353311538476613?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4588353311538476613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=4588353311538476613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4588353311538476613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4588353311538476613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/03/ti-amo.html' title='Ti Amo'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8254660267370328554</id><published>2008-03-18T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:40:28.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really cannot stand myself, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I think I suffer from anti-socialism. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's nothing to do with mood swings, or whatsoever. Perhaps I'm being over-sensitive, again. But I can't help it. Every morning, I open my eyes, awaiting a brighter beginning, and everything turns out wrong. Nothing seems to ever go smoothly. The sense of security I thought I had is constantly being doubted. Over and over again, like a vicious cycle. I hate these feelings of emptiness, these moments of loneliness. Sometimes, I feel like I don't like me no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Irony. It's weird how we do things for the purpose of pleasing others. I see everyone outspoken and unconvincingly 'high', then I wonder if it's really who they are. I know behind those deceptive masks hide their true selves. Everything suddenly becomes a lie. All the joy, happiness and laughter; they ain't true. Why is everyone putting that false front?! I don't understand what's going on no more, because they're a facade. Surreal? Artificial? Fake? There doesn't seem to be any suitable word to describe what I'm seeing with my eyes. Why do people deceive themselves and forget the real them? I'm sick and tired of putting on a mask every single day, putting on that smile and laughing my way through when I'm actually crying inside. Yes, it makes another's day, but I know I'm not happy at all. This routine is far too tiring for me to sustain. One day the feelings that I've accumulated would eventually overflow and that's when I'll break down. I don't want to wait for that day to come; I want to remove my mask. Now. I want to be me. The one and only me. Cause' everything has a limit. And that's the point where nothing can be salvaged. No, I don't wanna wait no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want Valencia back. I want me back. I. Want. Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought I've recharged myself during the holidays. But I realize I'm getting more drained. Day by day. Is it all worth it? I'm exhausted, yet everything seems to go back to square one the next day. I'm beat. Witnessing all my efforts going down the drain- wasted. I'm not gonna spend my time doing useless things to satisfy others perception of me. I'm going to be who I really am. I can't afford to continue my mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Afterall, I'm only human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8254660267370328554?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8254660267370328554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8254660267370328554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8254660267370328554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8254660267370328554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/03/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3439355128082774009</id><published>2008-03-10T14:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:19:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;TiAmo//TeQuiero//사랑해// &amp;amp; ILoveYou. badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i ask myself, why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why do i love you so much//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why is it like that//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why am i longing for you//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its the damn worthless yearning. again.//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you have not the tiniest idea on how much i miss you. this is dreadful. is love supposed to be like that? sometimes i stare at your picture. i look back at our past. that few lovely moments. then, i wonder. why you? why are you so brave., so daring?! capturing my heart just like that, and leaving it to falter. you. youve driven me up the wall, far too many times. i just cant stand it. its too devastating for me to handle. i need my love for you to reciprocate. it just aint fair. you did this to me, yet im the one to suffer. this sucks. oh man. maybe. maybe its onesided i guess. but its too much. ive never felt this way before. its the first. everytime i see you my heart starts beating. suddenly i smile. just so naturally. no reasoning. and as if you revived my almost cold heart, i just stayed alive. why? why do this to me? youre like a pill, my ecstacy. darn. im addicted. shiat. I LOVE YOU. but what should i do? desperation&amp;amp;grief. i need to be happy. its that simple. hmph. yet i feel horrible. WHY..//&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, AARON. but it hurts so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yourvoicewasthesoundtrackofmysummer;&lt;br /&gt;doyouknowyoureunlikeanyother?&lt;br /&gt;youllalwaysbemythunder.&lt;br /&gt;youreyesarethebrightestofallthecolours;&lt;br /&gt;idontwannaeverloveanother&lt;br /&gt;youllalwaysbemythunder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY its holidays! haha. Actually, it's not exactly yay, cus there are tons and heaps of projects happily waiting in one corner to be done. So, WHOO~! Anyway, i've been PDP-hopping for the first few months of the year. First, it was Squash. Then, an additional Creative Writing. Next, Squash was crossed out. It became Choir. haaha. But, Choir was far too tedious. I went for one session and was totally drained out the moment I slopped onto the sofa. So, it's probably a total no no. After that, I checked out Debate. heee. Ihave a love for debating. heh. (or arguing..?) :D Anyway, I should have a future there huh. lol. yep, now's not a great time for blogging. ive got nothing. i hate empty blog posts. meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-3439355128082774009?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3439355128082774009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=3439355128082774009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3439355128082774009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3439355128082774009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/03/love.html' title='Love..?'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-169264933663327438</id><published>2008-02-23T23:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:16:00.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOG, Valentine's &amp; CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YOUTH OLYMPIC GAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BChfD1A0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/m-w9WnsEJmM/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170205515262001986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BChfD1A0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/m-w9WnsEJmM/s320/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sight that greeted me when we finally reached Padang by MRT. I was like, WOW. This was amazing. The whole place was occupied and packed fully with shades of red, green and white. Everyone was all hyped up, dancing and cheering, ready to received any news of the YOG final bid results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BCh_D1A1I/AAAAAAAAAME/yH-XNBOSAvg/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170205523851936594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BCh_D1A1I/AAAAAAAAAME/yH-XNBOSAvg/s320/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, different groups performed, including this percussion group and guests Darren Tan, Chen Diya and Hady Mirza, as the crowd sang around with them enthusiastically. When the results were announced, immediate screams and cheers pierced the air, and we all, shocked and stunned, practically jumped all over with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BDhvD1A3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/2K4OLGENTZY/s1600-h/DSC01291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170206619068597106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BDhvD1A3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/2K4OLGENTZY/s320/DSC01291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of the exploding of paper decors after the announcement of results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BCifD1A2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/1VQa8PChN5E/s1600-h/DSC01293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170205532441871202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BCifD1A2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/1VQa8PChN5E/s320/DSC01293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SINGAPORE EMERGED VICTORIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BChfD1AzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/GNow-hvngUg/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170205515262001970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BChfD1AzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/GNow-hvngUg/s320/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yay!! We saw the Cedar flag flying proudly and waving at us there! WHOO! Though I didn't notice any Cedarians there, I could sense the Cedar spirit no matter what. :D I'm so glad I'm part of this. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BChPD1AyI/AAAAAAAAALs/yiioJ0YJRtU/s1600-h/DSC01294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170205510967034658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BChPD1AyI/AAAAAAAAALs/yiioJ0YJRtU/s320/DSC01294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all making our way home at 8 plus at night when suddenly cousin called me. I DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS HERE! I was so shocked to see her there. She was playing photographer there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haha I know it's rather late and all.., but Happy Valentine's Day still. (or Friendship Day, as you call it in TJ) This is an extremely special day for me, cus of the 'striking' resemblance of it and my name. haha. LOL. I know I'm weird. heheh. Just kidding! It's so special cus it reminds me of the unforgettable memories of the Valentine's we had in Cedar. It's the day where every single one would prepare gifts to wish others romantic love lives with. Haha! And everybody would take this occasion very, very seriously. I MISS CEDAR NOW..! :'( But Valentine's in TJ wasn't that bad either. Anyhoo, some of us did&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;spend some effort celebrating this occasion but it's the thought that counts anyway. I know everyone had every intention of wishing others well. Haha. But of course, it would be better in Cedar. :D Hoped everyone had a memorable Valentine's Day like I did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND, not forgetting Aaron! I doodled this in Math tuition a few weeks ago. :D On this once-a-year occasion, I sincerely confess:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, 庚霖!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (oh my, I'm practically thinking of him every second. How am i to survive?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BDh_D1A4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/1TANh0qbbcA/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170206623363564418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BDh_D1A4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/1TANh0qbbcA/s320/DSC01310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;This was the poem I wrote on my view on friendship and was surprisingly published on Temasek Times(*blushing*) :D :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hands that lead you through the forest&lt;br /&gt;Of fear, panic, despair,&lt;br /&gt;The lights which guide you out of the caves&lt;br /&gt;Of solitude beyond repair,&lt;br /&gt;The stars that shine to warm your heart&lt;br /&gt;When tears of grief descend,&lt;br /&gt;A million hearts on paper penned&lt;br /&gt;To show you that they care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forces that push your greatest limit,&lt;br /&gt;The better you will fare.&lt;br /&gt;The fun that keeps you company,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how they are so rare.&lt;br /&gt;The love that keeps you going on,&lt;br /&gt;The priceless one you share.&lt;br /&gt;The ones who live through your darkest times&lt;br /&gt;True friends are always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, I know these late greetings are getting annoying but Happy Chinese New Year anyway! :D I hope you had a prosperous and enjoyable CNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BDiPD1A5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pDwGUWvjNn8/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170206627658531730" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" height="98" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BDiPD1A5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pDwGUWvjNn8/s320/DSC01257.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only photo I took with my phone. haha. We were visiting one of our relatives. My sis loves her reflection so that's how this photo came about. It was purely her. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(she's so gonna kill me)&lt;/span&gt;haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I've finally updated. I feel so accomplished now. :D The next post will be quite a long wait away I'm sorry! And TAG, for goodness sake. LOOK AT MY BOARD! It goes back to December! Oh well, anyway I update for the sake of keeping a journal.. So..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Valencia. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-169264933663327438?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/169264933663327438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=169264933663327438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/169264933663327438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/169264933663327438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/02/youth-olympic-games-first-sight-that.html' title='YOG, Valentine&apos;s &amp; CNY'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R8BChfD1A0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/m-w9WnsEJmM/s72-c/DSC01285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5772690626889347996</id><published>2008-01-27T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:21:34.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XOXO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R5tgQ5VCXgI/AAAAAAAAALk/oV05uoat5G4/s1600-h/IMG_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159823641466265090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R5tgQ5VCXgI/AAAAAAAAALk/oV05uoat5G4/s320/IMG_1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;I MISS YOU GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;like youre the only living things left in the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Leave your past behind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; move forward with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;but our past was far too memorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;it kept me alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just wanna let you guys know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Youre my pillar of strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You guys rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thanks for always being there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tolerating my severe hot-temperedness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;compromising &amp;amp; accomodating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and being part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hugs &amp;amp; kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Valencia.&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/25798757-5772690626889347996?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5772690626889347996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5772690626889347996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5772690626889347996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5772690626889347996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2008/01/xoxo.html' title='XOXO'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R5tgQ5VCXgI/AAAAAAAAALk/oV05uoat5G4/s72-c/IMG_1119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6340244849031020805</id><published>2007-12-28T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:32:10.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery loves my company today.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, if you've ever heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Better late than never",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd better believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't wanna know why, but I'll just repeat my bitter experience to comfort my sore heart..&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet up with kaki at Novena MRT at 1.30pm to get some stuff, and as usual, I woke up &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; late(1.20pm, haha).. I rearranged with her to meet at 2pm instead cus I thought I could make it if I rushed. When I arrived at the station near my house, the LCD TV screen read that the Boon Lay train just so coincidentally pulled in not long ago and is about to leave, with the next train coming in 8 minutes. Of course, I wasn't gonna let some train timing schedule mess up my day. In a fluster, I hurried up the escalator and just when I was about to reach the top, the accident happened. My right leg was not lifted high enough to overcome the next step and unfortunately, the sharp end of the step sorta sliced through the flesh of my big toe. I fell, obviously, on my knees, in the middle of the still moving escalator, my whole body, immobilized, travelling up and up. I practically blacked out for a moment, with the attention of everyone behind me totally captured. I bounced up instantly, brushing the matter off my mind, and scrambled into the train just on time. Inside, I panted profusely, refusing to even glimpse at the damage my toe has gotten into. I thought it would be a few minor scratches, until when i looked down, I saw a pool of red liquid forming on my slipper. Lifting my toe up slowly, I witnessed drops of blood dripping down onto the silver surface of my slipper. I was completely stunned. I really didn't know what to do. There wasn't any seats available in the rather crowded train and I did not wanna attract anymore unecessary attention by asking for help. I hastily took a piece of tissue out from my bag, hoping to bend down and let the tissue absorb all the blood before it overflows and drips onto the ground itself but there wasn't any chance. I was already desperate and there was nothing I could possibly do. Then, I alighted at Lavender Station, limping helplessly towards a bench. Without anymore delay, I slipped the tissue below my toe, allowing the blood to soak it whatsoever, and grabbed another, pressing hard on the wound to cease the bleeding. I left it under that poor toe and rummaged through my bag, searching for a plaster but to no avail. At that moment, I realized what misery felt like. I never felt that way before- so lonely, so vulnerable. I guess no one will ever understand how I felt at that juncture. Singaporeans aren't very helpful either, many walked pass, basically just staring at my actions, and the blood, and did not offer any help. Fine, I thought to myself. Whatever, I shall be independent. At least I know that I would help someone in need whenever I see one, not like those unfeeling creatures. I sat there, waiting for the intense pain to settle. For fifteen minutes, I watched people walk pass happily, in and out of the trains, and I really hoped someone could come and help me. But yeah, I didn't expect much from anyone. Those people sitting around the bench didn't even offer their place to a pregnant lady who was busy finding a place to rest, much less ask me if I needed any help. But I couldn't bother much about that cus I did not even know what was I to do? I was alone in this place I hardly knew. Gawsh. Then, kaki called, telling me that she might not be able to meet up anymore and I just went sick.. Deciding to head back home, I boarded the next Pasir Ris train and hobbled spiritlessly back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;End of story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lesson learnt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. There may be some kind and caring people in the world, but they are about to be extinct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. It's better late than never. Do NOT put your life in danger cus it might not be worth it, or the person you have asked out might not be able to make it. Take your chances if you don't trust me. I've experienced it and I'm telling you, I'm never gonna rush up the escalator again. Never ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Maybe taking public transport isn't such a great idea, although it helps the environment with reduced pollution etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. I DON'T WANNA GET INJURED AGAIN!! I'll be extra careful from now on. My wound hurts badly and I'm so upset I can't go swimming for the next few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I detest unfeeling people. What right do you have to be a human if you don't even help those of your own kind? I detest you cruel people!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Duffrawkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-6340244849031020805?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6340244849031020805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6340244849031020805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6340244849031020805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6340244849031020805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/12/misery-loves-my-company-today.html' title='Misery loves my company today.'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8456722855783506628</id><published>2007-12-25T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:09:14.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Love!</title><content type='html'>Hey there, you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing everyone an absolutely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MERRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you guys out there, still partying the night away, the night is still young! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all you hommies spending this christmas with your loved ones, kudos! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys rawk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May this festive season be memorable and unforgettable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let this precious memory be etched in your hearts forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love everyone of you out there, so stay happy and healthy always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo. hugs &amp;amp; kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R3DxQ6GCtoI/AAAAAAAAALE/Nb0t1-wPU98/s1600-h/hil28.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R3DxQ6GCtpI/AAAAAAAAALM/3yExDFdtpfk/s1600-h/AARON+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147879646859277970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R3DxQ6GCtpI/AAAAAAAAALM/3yExDFdtpfk/s320/AARON+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R3DyFKGCtqI/AAAAAAAAALU/pT9Ht4WpxrU/s1600-h/hil24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147880544507442850" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="278" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R3DyFKGCtqI/AAAAAAAAALU/pT9Ht4WpxrU/s320/hil24.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AARON&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HILARY&lt;/span&gt; ALWAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8456722855783506628?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8456722855783506628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8456722855783506628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8456722855783506628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8456722855783506628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-there-you-guys-wishing-everyone.html' title='Christmas Love!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R3DxQ6GCtpI/AAAAAAAAALM/3yExDFdtpfk/s72-c/AARON+231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6127529727534558329</id><published>2007-12-22T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T04:20:37.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Updates!</title><content type='html'>Howdy, guys! :D I have just arrived in Singapore back from Antartica! Haha! Hey, just kidding, alright? :D Or perhaps, from the Atlantic Ocean..? Lol! Anyway, just in case you guys were wondering why I've been absent from my blog for so long, and were thinking that I might somehow be lost in the Bermuda Triangle or whatsoever, don't worry! Actually, the reason I've disappeared without a trace for the past one month is because I stand strong to Aaron's belief that one only posts on his blog if he personally feels like updating, not because of any obligations or other's constant requests for him to write, if not, keeping a blog as an online diary is particularly pointless if what he writes is not his true feelings. I know what you guys would be thinking now- Valencia is doing her weird Aaron thing again.. Well, that's not true cus I really agree with him that if there's no inspiration to write and you insist on writing, what turns out in the end would be something crappy, content-less and most importantly, not genuine. Others might not be able to discern, but you yourself can sense that it's not &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;School Holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This school holiday has been pretty boring in the start. I've officially been withdrawn from choir and also, declined the offer to participate in COALS leadership training program because of my transfer to TJC through IP. So, considering that I'm will no longer be a student in Cedar next year, I've decided that I have to let this wonderful opportunity to slip by and give other Cedarians a chance in the camp. Anyway, Ms P*** has already made herself clear that IP-students do not deserve a chance to participate in this program as they would then be training those who would be leaving them, and it's not worth it. I guess that's how it should be then.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the start of October, my daily routine would be to 'rise and shine' in mid-day at about noon and have lunch in front of my precious television...., watching any programmes or dramas that appeal to me. And after a couple of hours, sashay my way to the fridge and grab some chocolates and icecream, or rummage through the kitchen, searching high and low for any appetising snacks. That's how I've put on pounds and kgs this winter.. If I look different(chubbier, in any way) when you see me, please comply and keep your comments to the minimum! :D Also, I've been suffering with pain in silence all the while, with sore aches here and there, and sharp and sudden pain. Who knew those metallic bands could be so powerful and torturous? The pain is overbearing and intolerable, and two thumbs up for those who survived the process! :D I admire the courage you possess to be able to pull through this tormenting experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wu Geng Lin, Aaron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patience is really the key to avoid any conflictions and arguments. That's something I learnt from Aaron. To think before you act, that certainly reduces the amount of trouble you get into as you would then be aware of the consequences of your actions. Aaron really is a great role model that I look up to completely. Aaron has been a tremendous influence to me in a positive way. His blog contains the most profound content and thoughts, which I found to be extremely similar to mine, just in Mandarin. Now, I have gained much interest in improving my chinese and I have found the language to be interesting too, which will urge me to continue working hard to achieve my aim to be well-versed in both english and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, don't discourage my feelings for Wu Geng Lin, as I don't treat him like a passing craze or idol fever, my love for him is pure and authentic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Advanced Christmas Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Christmas Party Day!- an annual celebration with my beloved neighbours and childhood friends! Amanda couldn't make it as she had to attend practice for her big day tomorrow. :'( So, it was only Kelvin, Kristal, Sis and me. We had a really memorable night, starving til eleven pm cus we were too broke to afford any food for potluck this christmas. Haha! We talked about our lives, about our unforgettable trips overseas(fyi, KKTans went to China.), what we bought and the money we spent. We played poker, took pictures and joked around. Kelvin's a really funny person. I was really entertained by his weird antics, amusing expressions and actions. I laughed so hard my sides hurt. It's amazing how he got so hilarious in a few months. It's like he changed overnight, in a good way though. :D! Everyone changes, including Kristal! Growing up.., she is more mature too, and prettier maybe? Haha! At 13 years old, she has already become a heck of an icon in school with all the popularity stuff eh? Lol! That's pretty cool. As I attentively listen to her reciting her exciting life and love(haha!) experiences, I wonder to myself that she might have aged more than I have, with such an eventful life and so on... I probably am younger-at-heart than she is! Seeing everyone evolve into such wonderful people really brings me joy. Everyone changes, but the same old nuzzy and warm feeling still remains inside. It's always so cosy being with you guys like we're one big family, and it's amazing how our friendship stays so strong after so long. I'm exceptionally glad to have made such awesome brother and sisters like you guys! I LOVE YOU, MY BELOVED FRIENDS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holiday in Malaysia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to KL was great! It was mostly for the shopping that we went there. But we also visited places of attraction like the Batu Caves, where we met with plenty of mischevious monkeys, so playful they attempted to snatch a plastic bag from Bella, but failed, and the Royal Selangor, where we learnt how pewter is formed and pewter products are made and crafted. We travelled by coach there; it was very comfortable, with an LCD television screen installed for each seat to keep ourselves entertained. During the journeys to and fro, I watched a total of three and a half movies in twelve hours: Da Vinci Code (half), Garfield 2, Harry Potter And The Goblet Of Fire and Baby's Day Out respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taxi fares in Malaysia are overly-priced. The fares are not determined by the meter, but by the amount the driver quotes you. They are much more expensive compared to Singapore. Also, there are serious jam problems almost everywhere you go in KL. Every car moves around aggressively, with sudden and unexpected turns to cut into lanes. It's definitely dangerous to drive in Malaysia as not everything is within your control, so those who are planning to have a visit there, be prepared and careful! You don't wanna get into an accident!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hotel we checked into was the AnCasa Hotel. I find it average and not exactly luxurious like most of the others I've been to, but I'll settle for that because it's located near this nightmarket-like place called Chinatown. At Chinatown, you find the place bustling with people and activity. It's like a more energetic Singapore Pasar Malam, just that you can bargain to lower prices of goods you want to an extraodinary low price. We didn't get anything there though, as most of them are not suitable for us, or its just that we hadn't got enough money as we had already busted our budget. Haha! The place is humongous, comprising of four long lanes and many small shops set up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most shopping centres in Malaysia are enormous!, especially the two that we went to. Mid Valley Megamall really lives up to its name. This Megamall is gigantic! It almost took ages to walk finish a whole storey and there were about 4 or 5 levels! I didn't really buy much there as the stuff are pretty expensive and it consist or more adult boutiques like G2000 and Esprit. Time Square was more suitable for lively and vibrant youths like me! :D Haha! What a huge mall it was, with over 10 levels of lovely and affordable shopping goodness! Even a whole day there would not be enough for one to walk that single mall down. 6 hours of intense shopping only allowed us to complete slightly less than 5 levels, and oh-so-disappointed we were! There was still so much left for us to explore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This trip to KL was indeed satisfying and gratifying. I definitely enjoyed the 4 days and 3 nights spent there and I look forward to many other plausible trips to other cheap shopping paradise(s)! I would also love to have adventurous trips to explore corners of the world, waiting to be unveiled! Maybe someday I'll have a chance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My 14th Birthday Celebration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We went to The Legends for a buffet dinner of mouth-watering food on 28th October!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I present to you some pictures... :D :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wUOqGCtKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tpuyVxWcaW4/s1600-h/IMG_1078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146510716227990690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wUOqGCtKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tpuyVxWcaW4/s320/IMG_1078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celeste, Ruimin &amp;amp; I making our Ice-Kachang creations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wUhqGCtLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/T-0DMXegu3c/s1600-h/IMG_1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146511042645505202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wUhqGCtLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/T-0DMXegu3c/s320/IMG_1080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ruimin's and Celeste's creations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVaaGCtMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ovA_hvZ1L8Q/s1600-h/IMG_1082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146512017603081410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVaaGCtMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ovA_hvZ1L8Q/s320/IMG_1082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My creation! *It looked much better real-life!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVaaGCtNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oT5sPsKNHes/s1600-h/IMG_1083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146512017603081426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVaaGCtNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oT5sPsKNHes/s320/IMG_1083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our creations! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVa6GCtOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7UVFYKVSEX0/s1600-h/IMG_1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146512026193016034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVa6GCtOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7UVFYKVSEX0/s320/IMG_1084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kaki(with her spastic smile:D) and I!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW_6GCtUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7vGYBGrAo8w/s1600-h/IMG_1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146513761359803714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW_6GCtUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7vGYBGrAo8w/s320/IMG_1097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! I don't know how to rotate it over..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW-qGCtQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bPL5nN9kt9U/s1600-h/IMG_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146513739884967170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW-qGCtQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bPL5nN9kt9U/s320/IMG_1091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin, Ahyi and Yizhang with Yours Truly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW-6GCtRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LuL7eJpM1kA/s1600-h/IMG_1093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146513744179934482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW-6GCtRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LuL7eJpM1kA/s320/IMG_1093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy and I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW_KGCtSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/McUxFCuq6Sw/s1600-h/IMG_1094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146513748474901794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW_KGCtSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/McUxFCuq6Sw/s320/IMG_1094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella, Neneng and I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW_qGCtTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/nFNH3qrwuT8/s1600-h/IMG_1095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146513757064836402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wW_qGCtTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/nFNH3qrwuT8/s320/IMG_1095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVbKGCtPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nQuCBbTZr5o/s1600-h/IMG_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146512030487983346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wVbKGCtPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nQuCBbTZr5o/s320/IMG_1085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clique Group Photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZM6GCtVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Rxbw0QXVWjs/s1600-h/IMG_1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146516183721358674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZM6GCtVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Rxbw0QXVWjs/s320/IMG_1102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Delicious after-meal desserts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146516188016325986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZNKGCtWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2cAZJCpRXFA/s320/IMG_1103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beautiful Model Wedding Cakes!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZNqGCtXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BaRi04XyuE8/s1600-h/IMG_1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146516196606260594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZNqGCtXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BaRi04XyuE8/s320/IMG_1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZN6GCtYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7yLlsnejyqk/s1600-h/IMG_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146516200901227906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZN6GCtYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7yLlsnejyqk/s320/IMG_1112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahyi having fun with kaki's hair! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZOKGCtZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/J-itsmVArRo/s1600-h/IMG_1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146516205196195218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wZOKGCtZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/J-itsmVArRo/s320/IMG_1114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa8KGCtaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tjmI5dkAV3E/s1600-h/IMG_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146518094981805474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa8KGCtaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tjmI5dkAV3E/s320/IMG_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa8aGCtbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VBM6iXbfQQM/s1600-h/IMG_1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146518099276772786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa8aGCtbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VBM6iXbfQQM/s320/IMG_1120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa8qGCtcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dWNoi84ECfw/s1600-h/IMG_1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146518103571740098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa8qGCtcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dWNoi84ECfw/s320/IMG_1124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa86GCtdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/26ibwoFrfOU/s1600-h/IMG_1126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146518107866707410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa86GCtdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/26ibwoFrfOU/s320/IMG_1126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa9KGCteI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MLG6zx_9Tn4/s1600-h/IMG_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146518112161674722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wa9KGCteI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MLG6zx_9Tn4/s320/IMG_1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wct6GCtfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9_8gkzmInno/s1600-h/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146520049191925234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wct6GCtfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9_8gkzmInno/s320/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcuaGCtgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LEufYT0xgvA/s1600-h/IMG_1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146520057781859842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcuaGCtgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LEufYT0xgvA/s320/IMG_1137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcuqGCthI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZlhUJimWfxI/s1600-h/IMG_1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146520062076827154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcuqGCthI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZlhUJimWfxI/s320/IMG_1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcuqGCtiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yqI5BU5LczM/s1600-h/IMG_1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146520062076827170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcuqGCtiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yqI5BU5LczM/s320/IMG_1140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jia Min all prepared for bimbo Minlin to sit on her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcu6GCtjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sII-NlO6wFo/s1600-h/IMG_1141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146520066371794482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wcu6GCtjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sII-NlO6wFo/s320/IMG_1141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2weBqGCtkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ZfnMWl2Lo20/s1600-h/IMG_1156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146521488005969474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2weBqGCtkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ZfnMWl2Lo20/s320/IMG_1156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146521492300936786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2weB6GCtlI/AAAAAAAAAKs/aKLkMmM4_t8/s320/IMG_1158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celeste all nuts! Haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2weCKGCtmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/kL9lrssfqFE/s1600-h/IMG_1161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146521496595904098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2weCKGCtmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/kL9lrssfqFE/s320/IMG_1161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2weCaGCtnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yEM3-66cCsk/s1600-h/IMG_1164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146521500890871410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2weCaGCtnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yEM3-66cCsk/s320/IMG_1164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kaki and Cousin constructing oversized 'Lego' blocks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah it was fun! Tons and loads of fun! Thanks, guys, for celebrating this special day with me! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Valencia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-6127529727534558329?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6127529727534558329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6127529727534558329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6127529727534558329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6127529727534558329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/12/major-updates.html' title='Major Updates!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/R2wUOqGCtKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tpuyVxWcaW4/s72-c/IMG_1078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5861692030838122639</id><published>2007-11-20T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:05:50.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AARON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, 庚霖&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/AARON/ARRON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, im totally uncertain of Aaron's true preferred english name because of so much persuasion on different websites that he preferred 'Arron' instead but his company insisted on 'Aaron'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, ive finally picked up the courage to post a comment on his blog to wish him a happy birthday. I never used to do that cus i thought he wouldnt have had the time to read it due to his busy schedule and heavy workload.. But since its his birthday, i definitely would want him to know that im actually aware of this special day! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comment was all ready and meant to be posted at exactly 12am on 20 November 2007. There was a chinese version, and an english translation(for fear he did not understand our chinese as taiwanese write in taiwan chinese). One morning and one night- the time taken to compose my chinese greetings. One long night- the time taken to compose my english greetings. At exactly 12am, I clicked the 'post' button. This window popped out, warning me that I have already crossed their character limit of 1000 characters per comment. I totally went beserk! I was spewing all angry, but not exactly vulgar, words and started deleting each single character so painfully like every single one was treasure. It was, actually, considering they contained my true feelings and all the effort I'd spent. Then I clicked on 'post' again. OH NO. The deleting didnt work! But however heartwrenching it was, I was forced to cancel the whole chinese version away from the comment- I had to make a choice!! I wasnt even able to copy and paste the chinese version into Microsoft Word or wherever so i could post it as another comment cus his blog didnt allow that function! What made the whole situation worse was that, even after that, the english version did not fit into the character limit!!! I was crazy already.. I went '&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit, damn, darn,argh,@#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'- and then came words that dont even exist. I was so bonkers and panicky i could hardly explain. Soon, I resorted to deleting all the spaces between the fullstops at the end of each sentence and the capital letters at the starting of another, and also those in between a comma and a word. You can never imagine how exasperated I was right at the moment! Then before I nearly burst into tears, I decided to split the comment into two(also as advised by Charlene). And I had to re-type the second part and send it as soon as possible. The whole process was like a marathon race, not a second to lose. Sadly, the chinese version had completely went to waste and I didnt manage to post my greetings to him right on the dot. But thats how life works..., so long as Aaron gets to read my thoughtfully written message, im well-prepared to make sacrifices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, at exactly 0201, 13456 people have already rushed to visit his blog, most probably to wish him. Well, not much of a surprise though.. He's such a great guy..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he blogs today! Hopefully, his absence of posts recently for 2 whole months and counting was because he wanted to save his long-awaited post for his birthday! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, AARON!&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Valencia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5861692030838122639?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5861692030838122639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5861692030838122639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5861692030838122639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5861692030838122639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-aaron.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AARON!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-2385747822268274919</id><published>2007-11-03T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:44:08.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secrets of Fei Lun Hai (Exclusive)</title><content type='html'>I've played these videos on the computer for the fifth time alr. Haha! They are just so natural and spontaneous! Fahrenheit's the BEST! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Z3i6_VXrk4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Z3i6_VXrk4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JGDCSmx3mr0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JGDCSmx3mr0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron is just so adorable! He rocks totally. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-2385747822268274919?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2385747822268274919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=2385747822268274919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2385747822268274919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2385747822268274919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/11/secrets-of-fei-lun-hai-exclusive.html' title='The Secrets of Fei Lun Hai (Exclusive)'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-1984741415749183561</id><published>2007-10-30T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:57:41.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, VALENCIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha! oh no, ive slept 11hrs and 57mins of my birthday away.. how great..! i havent opened up my presents yet.., although they were given to me a few days ago or only just yesterday, cus i thought it would be rude and 30th October wouldnt be memorable enough if i hadnt opened up my presents on the day itself.. the only present i opened beforehand was the one jiehui, sara, shuekchian, ellyn and chunyi (sorry if i never mentioned other names related cus there wasnt any card attached!) gave to me because apparently, Celeste and Ruimin were sly enough to trick me into thinking that it was "food" that would expire easily so i should get it out of the wrapping paper quickly to ensure i wouldnt "regret it".. hmph.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE &lt;strong&gt;GREATEST&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;BESTEST&lt;/strong&gt; AND MOST &lt;strong&gt;FABULOUS&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;FANTASTIC&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;/strong&gt; PRESENT THAT IVE EVER RECEIVED IS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A PHOTO WITH &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AARON WU GENG LIN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- yeah, its actually the same person as Aaron Yan Ya Lun but i prefer using his real name rather than his stage name cus i very much love his true self more.. OH MY GOD, there wasnt a single millimetre of distance between us when he lovingly shook my hand and with the sweetest smile on earth, said,"谢谢" (yes, im using my first chinese words on my blog on aaron and im feeling so good!) :D!!!!!!.. while i stupidly replied with a "thank you". AHH. he must have though im not a chinese or sth..! but anyway im sure he understood wad i said cus he had stayed in America for about 5 years when he was young, completing his primary education before he returned. and when he gently released his hand from mine, his ring scratched my ring finger!!! AHH! i bet he left the scratch there as a token of rememberance! i was totally numb to my senses and completely breathless- there wasnt a single tinge of physical pain at all. i was sunk into the happiness of even getting to meet my love.. its like all dreams come true!!, the world was revolving for me! at that precious tiny 7 seconds moment, there wasnt anything i'd rather do than be with Aaron forever.. i guess this is wad they call "true love".. haha! he was the most handsome and sweetest person in the whole entire world, i swear! my heart totally melted when i looked into those deep, beautiful eyes of his. and that flawless skin of his made me wonder if there really was something called "perfect" in the world.. he was standing so tall, towering over normal people, with the coolest black outfit that anyone could possibly have, resting on his wide and slender shoulders, muscular arms and small, thin hips. that was definitely PERFECT, the most pleasant thing ive ever seen in my whole life! though being the youngest of the quartet, he had that youthful sense of maturity when replying to reporters and journalists that he was still young and had much more to learn from others.. i was completely mesmerized and remained at the reception till he left with the rest of the group while i quietly stood there with utmost admiration, observing his every single move, how swiftly and gently he walks and how sweetly he smiles. even though i could tell he was very tired and totally slumped, cus he kept trying to keep his eyes open to the maximum by blinking repeatedly, plus those contact lens which made sensible eyes like his and mine sleepy and watery, he suppressed all signs of dreariness to the back of his mind and entertained all the reporters and journalists with the most appreciative and down-to-earth answers he could ever think of. i was so impressed with his everything..! i realized at that moment that there was no man that could ever top that and win my heart with his true, geniune self. no lies and all truth. how else sincere could anyone be? now whenever i take out that picture of me and him, printed up to the largest A4 sized by my mum, i would in turn dearly miss him- his back, his front, his side, his personality and character, his actions, his voice and his words of wisdom.. reminiscing the minutes we spent together and regretting not letting him know of the love i have for him.. every night i stare at that picture, admiring his everything and reliving the scene, and wake up to a beautiful start, praying hard that i could be so closely attached to him forever.. that was the greatest present my mum has ever given me, letting me go to the 2007 Singapore Hits Awards and allowing me into the reception to be with Aaron for that few unforgettable moments. i thank her so much for letting me this most wonderful opportunity ever! 0025 of 28th October is the bestest moment of my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU AARON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love you Aaron (and not forgetting Hilary too),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Valencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-1984741415749183561?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1984741415749183561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=1984741415749183561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1984741415749183561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1984741415749183561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-me-haha-oh-no-ive-slept.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, VALENCIA!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-383238120045891669</id><published>2007-10-29T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:43:02.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE AARON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;0025&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;28th OCTOBER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is the &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; BLISSFUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;exhilerating&lt;/span&gt; moment of my life &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(for now)&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SO LOVE THE MONTH OF OCTOBER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SO LOVE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AARON&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/25798757-383238120045891669?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/383238120045891669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=383238120045891669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/383238120045891669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/383238120045891669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-aaron.html' title='I LOVE AARON!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5982662093859629996</id><published>2007-10-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:06:25.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Singapore Hits Awards</title><content type='html'>HOWDY! the 2007 Singapore Hits Awards are approaching!! WHOOPIE!! its only 7 days away ahahaha! im terribly excited to meet aaron (finally!) for the first time, that is, if he is attending the ceremony. I REALLY HOPE HE IS!, really really really really hope so. :D im getting nervous, cus if he doesnt show up, i'll be seriously very very disappointed and devastated and im not joking, at all. it can last for days, months and years so if that happens (and you'd better pray hard it doesnt), dun make me angry alright. hurhur. anyway, i'll be getting the tickets soon. YAY!! its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V.I.P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. haha! meaning: if theres a after-party or anyth, I WILL BE ABLE TO ATTEND IT &amp;amp; TAKE PICTURES WITH THE STARS! well, thats not the impt point though. point is that i can officially witness aaron's presence PERSONALLY!! oh my, im getting all my hopes sky-high again. i cant bear to let myself fall with disappointment if aaron doesnt come.- TOUCH WOOD! how i wish aaron's my brother. i wanna be with him FOREVER. :D i'll then feel so protected and secure. lol im longing for such a sentimental, loving, loyal, faithful and 99.9%perfect person in my life. :D aaron's the coolest. coolios. heeee..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rxoklf6An5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Hgb6Ogw23Nc/s1600-h/AARON+133.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123447752725929874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rxoklf6An5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Hgb6Ogw23Nc/s320/AARON+133.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna get a new phone, although i really love my present one. but it keeps showing me smses that it converts into symbols such that im unable to understand it. hmmm.. sigh, i dun have much of a choice though. my mum demands i purchase one that is in M1 Nokia Promotions. gawsh, i dont know wad to do. flabbergasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha nathaniel ho's in three pages of eight days! heeee! so handsome! i've got a picture with him. the countdown of last year at VivoCity:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rxoia_6An3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/hf8bKXGKH6E/s1600-h/VivoCity+Countdown+2006+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123445373314047858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rxoia_6An3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/hf8bKXGKH6E/s320/VivoCity+Countdown+2006+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHA i noe im fat and disgusting and all, BUT HE'S TOUCHING MY SHOULDER! how sweet!! kaki's gonna kill me for revealing her picture oh no. HAHA, dun look at me alright, it'll only pollute your clean eyes. ahaha just stare at him and &lt;em&gt;drool&lt;/em&gt;. thats enough LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh theres JJ!!:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RxojWP6An4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/2Ki247jyV80/s1600-h/VivoCity+Countdown+2006+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123446391221297026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RxojWP6An4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/2Ki247jyV80/s320/VivoCity+Countdown+2006+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy . me . JJ. kaki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha so cute. JJ was pretty shy and quiet though, lol, i guess he was tired. his voice was still as sweet and sparkly though! and that dazzling smile and heart-melting voice. :D everyone tried to snatch to take pictures with him. but priority comes to us! ahahaa YAY! same instructions: DONT LOOK AT ME! :D heyyyy, wait. i realized the reason i looked so short. let me clarify alright!- mummy and kaki are both wearing high high-heels!! yes! hahaha! for a moment i thought i was such a dwarf..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buaiz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5982662093859629996?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5982662093859629996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5982662093859629996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5982662093859629996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5982662093859629996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/2007-singapore-hits-awards.html' title='2007 Singapore Hits Awards'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rxoklf6An5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Hgb6Ogw23Nc/s72-c/AARON+133.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7479080417351385445</id><published>2007-10-17T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:01:01.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Depression?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dang, sometimes i just feel so useless and unwanted.- just like today, during choir. its like- wads the use of having a position in the cca if youre not even needed?! i wasnt even able to help with anything, AT ALL. the other leaders were busy completing their rightful tasks while i was there staring into space. all cus of my inability to play the P-I-A-N-O. how i wish i wasnt so dumb then, to quit piano at grade 3. look wad its done to me. gushh, and how demoralisation affects me. its not like i wanna be over-sensitive or anyth, well fine. i am sensitive, but thats how i am. i cant change myself, can i..? then sunk into depression the whole day. yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have decided to put aside my diet plans for awhile. haha! im just not persevering enough. cant blame me can you? that icecream was just too tempting! :D i wanna go ruimin's house tmr to bake cookies! yeah baby. whhooopie! but its not confirmed though. its most likely not possible. lol. but wadever, i shall sleep in then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and its cus.. its:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PROMOTION DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no idea wads that about, but im pretty sure its sorta gonna be this procedure where the teachers decide which stream theyre gonna post us into..? well i dont know! according to ruimin it is, but to be sure i'd better re-confirm with lao tmr. but in any case, it prety much doesnt concern me cus i'll probably be gone then!, if you dont know wad &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; means. heheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and AARON'S MOST PROBABLY COMING FOR THE 2007 S'PORE HITS AWARDS! as mentioned by ruimin. lol but she's undeniably always very misleading, so this comment cant really be trusted too much. :D heee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ive got this irritating zit thingy on my elbow. shrieks it hurts, especially when you lay it on the table while eating  or whatsoever and it gets suppressed and everything. its healing though :/, i hope..? haha anyway, it shouldnt bother me too much. cus "BEAUTY IS NOTHING!" ahahaha as quoted by Frankenstein. yes, im still in exam mood. ^ ^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;frankly, im havent been really happy these days. sth's going really wrong- i can sense it- but i just cant figure it out. gawsh. The Great Depression &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of Valencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh right, today, me and ruimin tried to stack my pretty little chicken cards on top of each other to make this tower thang. it was fun, i admit. yeah but frustrating?? the fan was blowing at full speed and our towers toppled a gazillion times ahaha. how great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im full and bloated to the brim. i &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to have KO ONE parts one and two and feilunhai's new album!! aaron's debut solo song's in there! i need it badly...... :'( shopping one day alright guys? then i can get all my stuff at once.. heeeheeee! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;buaiz,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-7479080417351385445?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7479080417351385445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7479080417351385445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7479080417351385445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7479080417351385445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/into-depression.html' title='Into Depression?'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-4131651297298153370</id><published>2007-10-15T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:04:47.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SKIN!! :D</title><content type='html'>hey guys! like my new skin? :D i think its cool. has a strong attitude.., greyish and all. not cold, but cool. haha! its simple and elegant too! the previous one's been deprived of a proper picture. its been missing for so long i dunno wads the problem. sigh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha anyway doom's day's over. got back my horrible results.. gushh. chinese was the worst. im soo disappointed with myself. Aaron's gonna be so disappointed too. im desperate. oh no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;science was better though i guess?? at least i didnt fail like i expected.. and who was that freak who got A2?!-- RUIMIN. how nice! leeminlin did so well for chinese alright.- one of the six who achieved A2 for that particular sub. haha! and who's that sisi who beat me in math and geog?? pretty little celly. yeah. im drowning in sorrow.anyway thats long over. im happy as long as my overall gets an A2 or a high B3. dun rub it in alrightie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im playing matchmaker now! i rawk! trying to bring ruimin and jeamine back together. they were in cold war for the past couple of weeks. scary huh. ignoring each other's presence. well, i dont know. now aft my persuasion, jam decided to write a letter to ruimin to apologize on fri. then it has been awkwardness and uneasiness since. haha its been uncomfortable with them. no eye contact. no conversations. now while im online, ive added jam into the conversation with me and ruimin and theyre getting along pretty fine. :D just that they arent directly talking to each other. yeahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my sis apparently FORGOT to buy my taro pie. im angry. she &lt;em&gt;forgot&lt;/em&gt;. im sure. its so predictable la. her usual forgetfulness. i was still so excited okey and now- bleah. disappointment. but my fishhead steamboat for dinner later should be able to revive my appetite i guess! :D haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY DIET'S NOT WORKING!! oh nooo! im just not committed to weight management. my house's filled with so much chocolate and cupcakes! heee i love the beautiful cupcakes. :D theyre so cute and adorable! its from someone's baby's first birthday. haha awll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND, im sooooo going to attend the 2007 Singapore Hits Awards!! HAHA! im so awaiting Aaron to be there! lalala soooo ecstatic! HAH, RUIMIN! lol. im sooo happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh no i need to pee. here's Aaron for you to appreciate :D :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RxM0jf6An1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/tpBKiTM3YQs/s1600-h/AARON+82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494985715261266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RxM0jf6An1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/tpBKiTM3YQs/s320/AARON+82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's wad i did. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RxM03_6An2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/kf31ryVH-c0/s1600-h/AaronPainty2-VC.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121495337902579554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RxM03_6An2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/kf31ryVH-c0/s320/AaronPainty2-VC.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHOH my kaki made up for the taro with subway cookies.. HEHE! LOL IM HAPPY AGAIN! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buaiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duffrawkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-4131651297298153370?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4131651297298153370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=4131651297298153370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4131651297298153370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4131651297298153370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-skin-d.html' title='NEW SKIN!! :D'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RxM0jf6An1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/tpBKiTM3YQs/s72-c/AARON+82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7023461745717998112</id><published>2007-10-10T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:23:54.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>People &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; change.&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid to accept that.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few quick months;&lt;br /&gt;and the world's revolved to a whole new different level//&lt;br /&gt;It hurts &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much&lt;br /&gt;to know that youre being totally&lt;br /&gt;forgotten-&lt;br /&gt;dissed-&lt;br /&gt;abandoned-&lt;br /&gt;deserted-&lt;br /&gt;isolated-&lt;br /&gt;alone-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shocking,&lt;br /&gt;surprising,&lt;br /&gt;amazing;&lt;br /&gt;to discover how every single person in this world&lt;br /&gt;can be so influencial.&lt;br /&gt;It's appalling, actually,&lt;br /&gt;cus this world doesnt only belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;It's the feeling of misery,&lt;br /&gt;the sense of loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;and the realization&lt;br /&gt;that everything has &lt;em&gt;changed&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;and nth can be done,&lt;br /&gt;no laws to be implemented,&lt;br /&gt;no rules to be imposed,&lt;br /&gt;to prevent this from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how the stars keep shimmering;&lt;br /&gt;how the sun keeps shining;&lt;br /&gt;how the moon keeps rotating;&lt;br /&gt;how the plants keep photosynthesizing;&lt;br /&gt;how the humans keep breathing;&lt;br /&gt;how every living thing keeps doing their thing;&lt;br /&gt;How life continues like a never-ending cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cus these things would never stop&lt;br /&gt;for you,&lt;br /&gt;for me,&lt;br /&gt;for nothing in its stride.&lt;br /&gt;Face it, the world's going insane.&lt;br /&gt;Nth's everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;Swallow your pride&lt;br /&gt;and let it toy with your life.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life like you've nv done before;&lt;br /&gt;just do it.-&lt;br /&gt;it's the only thing you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much better than waiting for it to change back//&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious;&lt;br /&gt;awaiting sth that's never possible.&lt;br /&gt;The hope that lies somewhere-&lt;br /&gt;that the Sun rises the wrong direction;&lt;br /&gt;that carnivores eat veggies;&lt;br /&gt;that your loved ones will love you endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;All these are probably impossible,&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Nth is done without a motive.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has an intention-&lt;br /&gt;to gain sth out of every single move they make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just forget about these unfairness;&lt;br /&gt;these biasness;&lt;br /&gt;the injustice.&lt;br /&gt;Cus everyone's experiencing the same thing-&lt;br /&gt;over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Throw away your suicidal thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and live life in hope of&lt;br /&gt;the impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-7023461745717998112?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7023461745717998112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7023461745717998112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7023461745717998112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7023461745717998112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-4027356021713578634</id><published>2007-10-09T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:24:23.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RwshSf6An0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/98alNA5RvwA/s1600-h/AaronPainty-VC.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119222003122872130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RwshSf6An0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/98alNA5RvwA/s320/AaronPainty-VC.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;heeee. Im becoming such an expert. yep, did this yesterday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aint no school today.., 've got marking day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Monday- CSP exams which have no relations to me thankfully :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tuesday and Wednesday- marking day whooppee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thursday- doom's day, but i'll not be going to sch.. Ahaha! wil be having fun at the National Dental Centre..? anyhoo, its an appointment with a dentist. i dont wann areceive my papers anyway. my mum's so excited bout the whole thang, i dunno why, but the whole sch doesnt seem to wanna collect the papers at all. me neither. dang. i dun want my science papers!! anyway theres choir too, hopefully i can rush back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;party pooper. gah- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Material Girls is on Star Movies now. GO CATCH IT! lol. ive watched it thrice! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woke up at 1217 today. whee so much sleep.. but horrid dreams. hmph. bout biasness. hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Buaiz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Duffrawkers&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/25798757-4027356021713578634?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4027356021713578634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=4027356021713578634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4027356021713578634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4027356021713578634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/heeee.html' title=''/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RwshSf6An0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/98alNA5RvwA/s72-c/AaronPainty-VC.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-4021446736032921220</id><published>2007-10-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:15:57.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nanny Diaries</title><content type='html'>Gees i feel like a big, fat, humongous and lazy flab of lump now. I haven't been exercising for let's say a million days and i am so darn bloated and explosive. Heh. I have totally lost control of myself, oh dear. Eating seems to be my only joy... I was hoping to get some exercise started tomorrow at Wild Wild Wet, but seems that it coincidentally doesn't open on Tuesdays! Wow, look how fate toys with us. Now that exams are over, i wish it hasn't, surprisingly. I feel useless and so unproductive just lazing around every single day without doing anything. And doom's day is nearing, where everyone stares at their report cards and start shedding tears like they've never done before- what's with the world? Singapore's getting pretty boring now, with only the same few things done over and over again. I NEED STH TO DO, FOR GOODNESS SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with Cell, Rumin and Lao today. My Nanny Diaries. Shaw. Orchard. &lt;em&gt;Some&lt;/em&gt; girls were happily spraying their deodorant around the whole theatre cus it stinked real hard. Other than the fact that they were really irritating and disturbing, they pretty much helped with the clearing of the air. Haha, the theatre smelt like someone sunning some ikan bilis and probably salted fish, not that they don't taste good whatsoever..? Anyway, the movie was alright, really touching at some parts and i cried twice, somehow comical too. Then we actually intended to have a Sushi Buffet at SukiSushi at Cine, but apparently it shockingly costed $17.90/pax, so we darn scrammed.., switched to Yoshinoya and i lost 5cents!! OH NO!! :( HAHA. Evil Lao secretly ate beef even though she was supposedly a BUDDHIST and therefore, VEGETARIAN, which obviously means you take veggie and veggie only, no beef! But she doesn't care anyhoo. So, we went popping into the NUM shops she desperately craves for and inspected her Havanias or however that's spelled. Her watermelons don't seem to exist at all, really. Then, after she finished looking out for her candyboys, we went on to the arcade and played with the disc thingy, 2 vs 2. Me and Lao lost to Cell and Rumin twice, but won them the other. Haha.. Then we went on to disgrace ourselves at the !DANG I HATE TO SAY THIS! Para Para !STUPID!dancing station thingy and totally embarrassed ourselves, stomping wildly on the machines with our flabbe-licious thighs.., and someone actually had the nerve to laugh at us! OOOHH GAWSH! We went into hiding immediately and avoided weird stares as much as possible. That was so damn humiliating, man. I never ever wanna show my face near Cine again!, at least not that floor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went on to Heeren HMV to check out some stuff, saw LL on this DVD and so totally wanted to smack her ugly druggish face alright, scuttle back to rehab, woman! Okey, so we fooled around a bit at the Neoprint outlet and finally decided to break our record and take a Neoprint, which Cell claims it's called photo sticker. Hah. 10 dollars. Yeah baby, waste of money...haha. Then had ice-cream, then went home. Yep, that's about it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FEEL SO FULL. HELP, SOMEONE. I'M GONNA DIET, YES, DIET. :D Starting from tmr though, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contacts do make me tired. :/ Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me think about Aaron for a while here, please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RwscPv6AnyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/y5tvFaA1vYY/s1600-h/AARON+86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119216458320092962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RwscPv6AnyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/y5tvFaA1vYY/s320/AARON+86.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AHAHAHA so adorable, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUAIZ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-4021446736032921220?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4021446736032921220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=4021446736032921220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4021446736032921220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/4021446736032921220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-nanny-diaries.html' title='My Nanny Diaries'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RwscPv6AnyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/y5tvFaA1vYY/s72-c/AARON+86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7260818478995814928</id><published>2007-10-06T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:57:23.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYs are OVUA!!!</title><content type='html'>WHOOOOOHOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OFFICIALLY O-V-E-R!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHA EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER AND IM FEELING SOOOO DARN ECSTATIC, SO DELIGHTED, SO OVERJOYED, SO SO SO SO SO RELIEVED AND SO BORED. :D hurhur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i was supposed to be very very very happy, in fact, super exhilerated. instead, i have this sudden gush of devastation overwhelming me. its so weird, actually, cus now i can finally rest without worrying about anything relating to studies; i dun have to go over my notes in my dreams and memorize stuff while brushing teeth. :/ haha but its like a this unexpected disappointment that im feeling now. i know im gonna receive horrendous results next thursday and have a VERY boring holiday. yay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;OVERVIEW OF MY EOYS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English 21/9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - DANG compo totally went out of point; summary was too easy to be possible to score. shiat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HChinese 28/9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - OHH NOOO.. zuowen was horrid!! terrible man, same problem about the out of point part.. doomed. and the 'fillintheblanks' mdm er said that the whole class' highest score was 4/10! my gawsh thats like a fail. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History 1/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - it was pretty easy. everyone could finish the paper and all, except me, leaving one of the conclusions incompleted, SIGH. pretty confident for this paper though, haha so dun leave me disappointed alright. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Literature 2/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - THE MOST STRESSFUL PAPER. yeah, cus i prepared the most for it cus its my all time FAVOURITE subject! and im proud of it! :D the beauty of language :D but i didnt finish the poetry part; BAD TIME MANAGEMENT, yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science 3/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I HATE THIS, totally. stupidstupidstupid!!! 7 marks lost in MCQ, at least 10 gone for sectionC. im a goner, loser and total sucker for science. well, you cant blame me, it runs in the genes! :D but the only thing im worried for this subject's that it'll pull down my average marks and position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Math 4/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - 2 marks down the drain for Paper One for some kick-ass number pattern thing which asks you for the formula which is SUPER DOOPER odd and strange. ehhh guess at least half of the class is totally ignorant of how to answer this. surprisingly yaoying and jeamine do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geography 5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - lost marks for those i didnt study for. actually it wasnt in the syllabus that we WERE supposed to study- sth about wet rice cultivation on the topographical map. gonecase for that. and probably would be losing some marks for the 8marks qns cus apparently mrs franklin might be marking and you know her and her antics of deliberately noot awarding marks that we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yes, and after that everyone cheered! hahahaha but me and yy werent very happy.. yeah moody kids with an unhappy past. lol! so then celly and rumin went to shaw, supposedly going to watch movie. but freakishly the woman at the counter gave us the tickets or next wednesday!! wow so shocking alrightieee. and when we confronted her she made it seem like it was our fault man, and told us to come back &lt;em&gt;next week&lt;/em&gt;. heh, that was nice. so next monday we gotta go again. and they want to go arcade... but shortage of MONEY is in the way... SIGH. gah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;boring holiday awaiting.. whoopeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;BUAIZ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-7260818478995814928?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7260818478995814928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7260818478995814928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7260818478995814928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7260818478995814928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/10/eoys-are-ovua.html' title='EOYs are OVUA!!!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6597488849773134673</id><published>2007-09-28T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:59:30.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HILARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;BIRTHDAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HILARY DUFF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOOOHOOO!! People of the world out there, listen up! IT's HER BIRTHDAY!!! let me dedicate a lovely little birthday song to our little girl, Hilary, who is now officially 20 years old- still young and outgoing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drum rolls please......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaaaaa-ppy birthday to Hilary&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Hilary&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HILARY DUFF...!!&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAA-PPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUUUU~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the twenty-eighth of September, alright? its one darn special day for me too! :D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HILARY DUFF!!!, from the bottom of my heart, i confess! whoopeee for her! three cheers! googoogaagaa... *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September babys:&lt;br /&gt;6th- MUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;10th- HuiQing!&lt;br /&gt;20th- Charlene!&lt;br /&gt;28th- Celeste!!&lt;br /&gt;Other dates unspecified- TWO PEE SEPTEMBER BABIES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CELLY YONG PEI CHIIII!&lt;/span&gt; :D -- she's my gurlfriend. haha! bleah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buaiz.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-6597488849773134673?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6597488849773134673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6597488849773134673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6597488849773134673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6597488849773134673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-hilary.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HILARY!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5376208940017930108</id><published>2007-08-10T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T18:28:42.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodness..! I just 'friendstered' minlin's and celeste's BFs.&lt;br /&gt;TO minlin- not bad arhh...!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;TO celeste- yours isn't exactly very suitable for a beauty like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it hard to believe how dumb i was to not resort to friendstering them to see how they look like. instead of pestering them almost every single day, trying to fish out any hidden photos from them, i should have just friendstered them!!! GAWSH, i was so damn dumb. :( :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arranged meeting at Bugis National Library Board&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, i woke up late today. NOT AGAIN! just when i least expected myself to, i did it again. i woke up exactly at 1145 this morning, not surprising, but i was late and had to make celeste wait. yeah sorry about that. then i found myself suffering from massive sore throat and it was nevertheless DARN PAINFUL. yyou could just die from succh intense pain, like our lungs are slowly slit into half and the blood is bleeding but you just cant do anything about it. i feel so helpless. and who should i thank this for? those few clever dummies who happily spreaded it to me. &gt;:( haha. ok anyway, reached Bugis MRT at 1248 or so, and celeste was late!!! WOOHOO!! so it wasnt totally my fault. haha, partly celeste's too!! muahaha.. and met minlin at (whoops i forgot where) some place and we proceeded to the NLB. there wasnt any seats available for us so we just found some random corner and sat down to start our work when this librarian approached us and chased us away.. how embarrassing for everyone scattered all over the floor there! so we walked away shyly and entered the eating and studying room on the 5th floor where we were forced to sit on the floor right next to the door as there wasnt any seat for us. so we did our history presentation and poor ruimin had to stay home to do koutoubaogao cus she was 'really really sick' and couldnt make it lest she gets a lung infection and has to 'stay in the hospital'.. wow i find that pretty amusing cus we really felt she was pretty much alright on msn. lol.. and i think im suffering more than you, ruimin. so we lazed around and played with celeste's and minlin's msn. HAHA that was so funny. cus never did i sign into my account and yet i played wit theirs. had tons of fun! hahahahahaha.. ruimin was so confused with who is who exactly and she got it wrong most of the time. actually, all the time in fact. then i asked minlin why her library guy wasnt there, and she just cheekily smiled back with that 'why should i tell you, you arent &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; girl' look. HAHA.., I GEDDIT..., i geddit... then we got really tired and all, especially when our legs are all cramped in one corner and we hadnt any chairs to sit on.., and i had to complete my jiang zuowen (which was delayed for 2 weeks alr). so celeste walked around and found this one single seat in the midst of this long table and offered it to me. like gawsh i was so thankful. haha and i went over and gave that HUH?! look. lol and the funny part began. saw this hunk, or maybe i shouldnt consider him a hunk cus he looked like a more reserved kinda person and was alone, AND he wasnt those sleeveless NewUrbanMale guys which minlin simply adore; he was in a white shirt with these black designs.. and he was sitting right beside that empty seat. when i declined celeste's &lt;em&gt;kind&lt;/em&gt; offer, he looked up, seemingly kinda insulted that i didnt wanna sit there, and then i quickly walked away.. whoaps// so sorry then.., didnt notice him at first.. :DDD he had those WuZun eyes, trust me. and to let you in on more, minlin actually noticed him EARLIER than me! and she didnt tell me, haha, nice one. she thot he was cute... AAHHAHA!.. and she pulled this stance- there she goes..., walking towards his direction to throw away the rubbish (which she stole from me and celeste) and comes brisk-walking back with that satisfied smile. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to jiang, sweaty and panting, celeste you know why. haha! and CRUMPLER CAME!!!!!!!!! maybe our Eight Characters didnt clash &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; badly.. LOL! and he sat beside YuE's pretty boy. too bad ruimin couldnt come to witness this beautiful sight! HAHA!!! maybe &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; Eight Characters clash!! haha so impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People's Association at Kallang (Karaoke)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate Kang's birthday on 10August, we went karaokeing and it just so happened i couldnt sing or anything because i was down with cough. yeah your fault again. it was a lil boring as we were one of the first few who arrived.. until most of them came and it became more exciting... especially when the food was all delivered.., and i so totally forgot about my cough and slurped up all the curry and all. HAHA.. whoaps. AND..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ZHI KANG&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home, Watching the National Day Performance on Channel 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dozed off, totally. and missed the entire show, except for the marching and the fireworks. i just cant believe how i managed to sleep through the probably very exciting and important performance for National Day.. loved the fireworks though, although i could only witness it on TV, i couldnt view it from the angles which the windows of my house faced. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NDP in school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed the whole thing. had to prepare for choir's performance. it didnt go about too well, we were probably soft and all.., it wasnt satisfactory. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Disturbia&lt;/span&gt; At Shaw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO THAT WAS ONE OF THE SCARIEST MOMENTS OF MY ENTIRE LIFE! youve just destroyed my innocence, minlin. nice choice. OH MY GAWSH! THAT MOVIE IS SOOOOO DARN DISTURBING! it is definitely not PG. for goodness sake! its such a !#$%^&amp;* movie! my mind's been polluted with all those grotesque images and i feel so cautious whenever im alone anywhere now. Highly recommended with four and 3/4 stars; not for the faint hearted. it got the whole theatre screaming for their lives!!! OH DEAR.. go watch it if you dare.. youre definitely in for a thrilling and exciting plot and its certainly worth your $8!.., unless youre like jeamine who covered her face with her jacket for almost half of the show.... HAHA. dun worry minlin, celeste's gonna kill you like how Mr Turner kills his victims... OMG SHIAT i just reminded myself of that serial killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO DISGUSTED AT THE THOUGHT OF IT. and i have this feeling that my sis, mum and maid are watching a horror movie, somehow, out at the living room. oh no, im doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5376208940017930108?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5376208940017930108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5376208940017930108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5376208940017930108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5376208940017930108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8958511310462617907</id><published>2007-07-21T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:12:11.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And It's All Because Of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RqHbtu9gZlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CbYWe_72LYQ/s1600-h/all+because+of+you.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RqHbtu9gZlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CbYWe_72LYQ/s320/all+because+of+you.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089590632651974226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling kinda down lately;&lt;br /&gt;lost a couple of important things.&lt;br /&gt;Im such a wreck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8958511310462617907?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8958511310462617907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8958511310462617907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8958511310462617907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8958511310462617907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-its-all-because-of-you.html' title='And It&apos;s All Because Of You'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RqHbtu9gZlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CbYWe_72LYQ/s72-c/all+because+of+you.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-874746430376305847</id><published>2007-07-18T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:27:17.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;People Envy Your Compassion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/compassion.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AH this picture is just too cute! hey anyway this isnt the "next post" i was talking about the previous post. its the NEXT one. whoops so sorry! :)p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/musical.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes.You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it.Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YEAH, uh huh i so totally agree. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Fun Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/fun-friend.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're the one who keeps your group laughingAnd you've always got an idea for something fun to doThe party's not complete without youAnd you wouldn't miss it for the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gahgahgahhhhh, FUN IS MY NAME! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Gentleman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/gentleman-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to think that etiquette is crap, and you pretty much act however you please.And while this does please you, it pretty much offends everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/"&gt;Are You A Gentleman?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn, im not a gentleman. like DUH im a gentle girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Black and White Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/black-and-white-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM A GREAT COOKIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is the Rarest (INFJ)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your personality type is introspective, principled, self critical, and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Only about 2% of all people have your personality - including 3% of all women and around 1% of all men.You are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Judging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUPER RARE ME COMING RIGHT UP! yeah cherish me baby, im p-r-e-c-i-o-u-s!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Pop Princess Is Hilary Duff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerpopprincessquiz/hilary-duff.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I'm sheddingShedding every colorTrying to find a pigment of truthBeneath my skin"&lt;br /&gt;You're sweet and cute, but a little more complex than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerpopprincessquiz/"&gt;Who's" Your Inner Pop Princess?&lt;/a&gt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH MY GAWSH!!!!!! im so darn Hilary-ish! LOVE HILARY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;absolute Hilary Duff LOVER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-874746430376305847?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/874746430376305847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=874746430376305847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/874746430376305847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/874746430376305847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/07/people-envy-your-compassion-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8814415189247444435</id><published>2007-07-05T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:19:50.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ!!!</title><content type='html'>HELLIOW GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a qn for you here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can guess wad my next post is gonna be about, you wil get a lovely little &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lollipop&lt;/span&gt;! muahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;guess on my tagboard or just let me know in school! one person is only limited to one guess! so, try hard!!!! :)p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8814415189247444435?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8814415189247444435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8814415189247444435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8814415189247444435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8814415189247444435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/07/quiz.html' title='QUIZ!!!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-6079024013495935929</id><published>2007-06-30T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T18:26:16.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugis St. Late Night Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEATTLE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pls dun mind that i look phat cus im wearing 3 layers all the time as i didnt bring my jacket! how clever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYt7vaXF7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/2E6z_ccRe6g/s1600-h/S3010986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081799733896746930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYt7vaXF7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/2E6z_ccRe6g/s320/S3010986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYuffaXF8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Uuk7zOfK_C4/s1600-h/S3011016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081800348077070274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYuffaXF8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Uuk7zOfK_C4/s320/S3011016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ LARGE waterfall ^ Family Reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYtAPaXF5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/PIbEDmi-C1A/s1600-h/S3010924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081798711694530450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYtAPaXF5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/PIbEDmi-C1A/s320/S3010924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYtdvaXF6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5RUIXhDhUso/s1600-h/S3011011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081799218500671394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYtdvaXF6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5RUIXhDhUso/s320/S3011011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;^ Me Beside PRETTY PIG! ^ AT THE WATERFALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYrePaXF2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/WctE-QCwLww/s1600-h/S3011097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081797028067350370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYrePaXF2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/WctE-QCwLww/s320/S3011097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYsXfaXF4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/cbHzwASBYIA/s1600-h/S3010911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081798011614861186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYsXfaXF4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/cbHzwASBYIA/s320/S3010911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYsAPaXF3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Gb9HJVlMzYM/s1600-h/S3011098.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;^ Michael, Megan, Sis, Me (Crotchets) ^ Mummy Wowing at UOWashington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYpcvaXFzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_c5pY0S9SZY/s1600-h/S3010944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081794803274290994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYpcvaXFzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_c5pY0S9SZY/s320/S3010944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYqLfaXF0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4a-757XoKAI/s1600-h/S3011105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081795606433175362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYqLfaXF0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4a-757XoKAI/s320/S3011105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;^ Sis striking a pose. ^ Megan and me beating up sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYncPaXFxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mdtEvSxPHb4/s1600-h/S3010928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081792595661100818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYncPaXFxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mdtEvSxPHb4/s320/S3010928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYoG_aXFyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ofJKV29FjDs/s1600-h/S3010934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081793330100508450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYoG_aXFyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ofJKV29FjDs/s320/S3010934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Taking Video of Pike's Market ^DELICIOUS FRESH CRABS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAH, no one's tagging. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a super duper fun day man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste and Ruimin SOMEHOW managed to drag me to Jiang for their lesson, a lesson before mine starts.. Gawsh, I seriously dont know how i ended up there.. When i entered the classroom i started laughing and laughing and laughing then quickly rushed to some random seat and sat. Teacher came over and asked why i was here. I was so embarrassed and stared at Ruimin *shooting daggers*. like all their fault la... dunno how i ended up there.. LOL. AND THE WORST PART IS THAT: crumpler guy didnt come &gt;:( I went there specially to check out the situation of the love triangle that Celeste and Ruimin are both involved in and he didnt come!!! ARGH. Stupid. so throughout the whole lesson we were laughing and laughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Laugh Reason 1: Teacher played a song by CaiChunJia and Celeste announced it was sung by StefSun. AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Laugh Reason 2: Ruimin did something to Celeste's bag and Celeste didnt even notice.. HAHA whoaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Laugh Reason 3: Guy#1who is super skinny and tall like a bamboo stick, in class repeatedly repeated wad teacher said when teacher asked him qn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Laugh Reason 4: Guy#2who is shorter and bigger, said he wanted to make a poster to promote his sister when teacher asked him who he wanted to advertise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Laugh Reason 5,6,7,8,9,10,11: For no specific reason, just laughed cus of some contagious laughter. xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we were more like sniggering,snorting and pigging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After tuition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Bugis Street for late night shoppin! Celestes mum and sis went too. met Minlin and her mum, sis, and bro on the way.. shes trying to act mrs jeong again! haha! yellow shirt and jeans skirts(you can check from pics from previous posts) :)p Celeste bought jeans and dunno wad else cus we were seperated after wards.&lt;br /&gt;Continued shopping with Ruimin and my aunty.. Ruimin bought loads: Orange sleeveless shirt, bag, and we shared suanpanzi// I didnt buy anyth except suanpanzi and lime juice :'( scared mummy scold. OKAY, left at about 10pm.. Ruimin had mummy to send her back.. while me sis and aunty had to mrt home..... bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats all. went home and had dinner. mummy brought chicwings home and yeah nth much..&lt;br /&gt;Had a really fun day! thanks guys, and dun make me go your tuition again.. Sucks man so quiet and boring. could even hear the aircon rumbling away... gawsh. haha! to ruimin: I GOT 9 SAMPLES!! BLEAHHHHH!!! :)P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to childcare centre on mon!! yay cant wait! miss everyone there.. even the pervertic one. so sweet of him to give me the marshmallow, which my maid eventually ate it w/o telling me.&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THEM LOADS. bleah :)p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!! QUICK GO GET YOUR COPY OF iWEEKLY!!!! AARON!!!!!!!!! SEE HIS REALLY HOT AND ADORABLE PICS, ALL AVAILABLE IN iWEEKLY!! lastly, AARON RAWKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-6079024013495935929?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6079024013495935929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=6079024013495935929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6079024013495935929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/6079024013495935929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/06/bugis-st-late-night-shopping.html' title='Bugis St. Late Night Shopping!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RoYt7vaXF7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/2E6z_ccRe6g/s72-c/S3010986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-3228538094317771654</id><published>2007-06-18T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T12:49:50.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles! :|)</title><content type='html'>YES, im bach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad ive gained in this trip:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chapped lips&lt;br /&gt;2. Peeling dry skin&lt;br /&gt;3. Aching muscles&lt;br /&gt;4. Reliving experiences of pure cold and shivers&lt;br /&gt;5. A box of Granola bars which i pleaded my mum to get me at Costco&lt;br /&gt;6. A box of really expensive decorative cards that have to be shared with my sis&lt;br /&gt;7. Colourful socks!&lt;br /&gt;8. Jet-lag (well, not exactly)&lt;br /&gt;9. A chance to finally meet my dearest cousins&lt;br /&gt;10. To see how much i've outgrown everyone else cus im just so phat&lt;br /&gt;11. A wonderful time spent with the people i love deeply&lt;br /&gt;12. Getting hooked onto chess&lt;br /&gt;13. Wishing to get that cool American accent from them&lt;br /&gt;14. Going to my favourite ShangHai Garden twice! :)&lt;br /&gt;15. Cold Weather&lt;br /&gt;16. Playing baseball and missing the ball more times than managing to hit it&lt;br /&gt;17. Sleeping on an airbed&lt;br /&gt;18. Eating Salmon!!!&lt;br /&gt;19. Having  5 Mrs Field's cookies!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;20. Many other souveniers from Taipei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you see that most of the stuff bought are food cus I SO TOTALLY LOVE FOOD! and you can expect to see me 10 pounds heavier! Muahahaha, and ive got fluffy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-3228538094317771654?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3228538094317771654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=3228538094317771654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3228538094317771654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/3228538094317771654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/06/smiles.html' title='Smiles! :|)'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-862956036109963884</id><published>2007-06-06T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:57:58.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overseas Trip</title><content type='html'>YAY im leaving &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving for USA tmr and im so excited! :) im so glad to be able to see everyone there again whom ive missed loads since 4 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what im depressed about is the amount of homework i still havent completed and that i have to rush through them when i get back. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to enjoy myself there, though knowing that i will have a guilty conscience about not finishing my homework yet. i'll try. and the tests i havent studied for, i'll try to forget about them at the moment. i'll try. i'll try to feel happy when im down. i hope i will be able to complete everything on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW i will be happy, because i will finally be meeting them again. i feel so ecstatic now at the thought of leaving. im packing my luggage now, by the way. ive got loads of stuff to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the flight. wish me Bon Voyage, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buiaz,&lt;br /&gt;Valencia :)p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-862956036109963884?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/862956036109963884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=862956036109963884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/862956036109963884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/862956036109963884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/06/overseas-trip.html' title='Overseas Trip'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5660156524957386704</id><published>2007-05-31T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:24:05.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently in love with: "&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;" by Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;dont question,&lt;br /&gt;Always in love with: Hilary Duff &amp; Aaron Yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rl2kpLBAxRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JXJNQcxEUu8/s1600-h/aaronyyl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070389782727673106" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rl2kpLBAxRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JXJNQcxEUu8/s320/aaronyyl2.jpg" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rl2k0LBAxSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-YjQh7YWptw/s1600-h/hilary+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070389971706234146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rl2k0LBAxSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-YjQh7YWptw/s320/hilary+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today the principal of the childcare centre turned us down again. we have alr discussed with her ytd that we would visit her centre today and she agreed. and now she's denying that fact and pushing the blame on us. OH WELL, jus our luck to decide on her centre. :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we proceeded to the com. lab to waste our time away.... i didnt bring my graphmatica ws so i jus stayed there till they wanted to leave. wrote some funny letters using mrs jeongs notepad.. haha.. she wastes her paper away anyway so i guessed she wont mind. lol and she didnt, i think. i started this secret letter writing system and 3 ppl have received theirs alr.. :)p and its secret, rmb? so dun bother asking its contents.. :) unlike mrs jeong who keeps pestering celadder to show her face on the letter.. MUAHAHAHA im so cool man. hehehehehehe... and i've decided, when i grow up i will name a flower of my own "VAH"- representing V for Valencia, A for Aaron and H for Hilary. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we made a huge din on our way to the bus stop// esp me. gawsh i cant blieve i did that and everyone was staring at our direction. OOPSIES... we were screaming this "WUEH" and "GWUEH" thing into each other's ears, arguing who was right and blehblehbleh. embarrassing Rumin was our main motive.:) hahahaha it worked! she kept quiet the whole time and kept shushing us.. but who cares?! we continued.. HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch i went to kris and kel's place to do the graphmatica. there kris started showing me her friendster profile and friends and asking who's pretty or handsome or wadeva.. haha. kris you should seriously change your definition of pretty.. haha!! jkjk.. out of 20 ppl which she thot were pretty i only thot 3 were... gawsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed there till bout 9 plus doing the graph ws and bugging celadder on msn. aft that went to catch Deal or No Deal on ch5 with sis and them and went home for dinner at last. i was starving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my tailbone hurts AGAIN. ouuucchhhh i gtg now lest i get stuck or paralysed or sth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning and Buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers :)p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5660156524957386704?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5660156524957386704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5660156524957386704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5660156524957386704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5660156524957386704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-post.html' title='Just a post'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rl2kpLBAxRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JXJNQcxEUu8/s72-c/aaronyyl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-2037774813805072794</id><published>2007-05-25T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:51:08.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AARON my Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RlbVDLBAxQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tYCCOHHE9rc/s1600-h/aaronyyl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068472681125430530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RlbVDLBAxQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tYCCOHHE9rc/s320/aaronyyl4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Prince of LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! AARON RAWKS! its kinda ugly though, the stuff i drew on it. cus i was sleepy and still had SELC essay. anyway i will try to make it nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I FELL DOWN TODAY!! or should i say, TRIPPED?! stupid person. shes so dumb ok. like where did her manners run off to? and wad bout her conscience?! during jogging today, while running to the end of the jog, this girl went to kick the soles of my shoes, and i repeat, the SOLES, and obviously i fell. tried to balance but didnt succeed. and when i fell some of you guys came to ask me if i was alright and guess wad that girl said? she said in this high-pitched voice," its alright one la~~~~~...." OMGAWSH how could she liddat? look at that scar on my knees now,,, and a few scrapes... do you noe ive alr gotten more than 7 scars on both knees alr? and jus when ive become more careful you came to trip me. and walked away just like that. she didnt even come visit me at the red cross station ok. such rotten luck to bump into you. now im in a foul mood. and dnt hasnt even been finished and hav to hand it in incomplete. i love ellyn's picture. she must've had loads of time to draw that. i barely had 15 mins to decor it. and aft second last period which was dnt, it was clean the classroom period. i nv realized how dirty the classroom was man. jus one wipe across the windows and you can see this huge lump of dust on the cloth. yucksssss and minlin swept her extremely dirty cloth across my arms(my arms are VERYSUPER sensitive to dust and dirt, confirmed by the doc, no wonder im such a cleaniness freak) and wads more, i had rashes frm a3ilahs box ytd. dun worry a3ilah im not blaming you. thanks for your box. ohdear i think i need more rash cream.&lt;br /&gt;CHOIR-- THANKS deborah and simin for helpin me out with my yingyongwen. i was so lost and dying. and you saved me.. LOL thanks! :)p buddy wasnt there for me.... ): pon choir. evil woman. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Special thanks to Ruimin for being there for me in the recovering room&lt;br /&gt;*Special thanks to Deborah and Simin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and Hilary&lt;br /&gt;Rawks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-2037774813805072794?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2037774813805072794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=2037774813805072794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2037774813805072794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2037774813805072794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/05/aaron-my-prince.html' title='AARON my Prince'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RlbVDLBAxQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tYCCOHHE9rc/s72-c/aaronyyl4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-382780441354748275</id><published>2007-05-19T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:42:41.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itchy!!!!!</title><content type='html'>let me guess: there are fleas in my sis' room!&lt;br /&gt;and i so think im right!! im itching all over now, particularly the right side of my body.. i wonder why. every part that itches takes the right side. hahaha.. ive been scratching since i entered the bathroom... bathing and scratching, wad a disgusting mismatch. yucks! (: and im stil scratching, sadly... my leg, especially, is full of red marks.. ahhhh.. how am i gonna face the world?! ok, now my nose is itching--- right side AGAIN. arghghghgh.. shiat.shiat.shiat. now i cant stop scratching! will someone give me some special ointment to stop this itching. yep, now my heads itching too. NOPE its not dandruff. AHHHHH i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, FRIDAY,&lt;br /&gt;quite a fulfilling day. i was playing al the while at jiang, haha oopsies! made a new friend. heh she's pretty nice! and tall.. ooh i love tall ppl. and we were passing notes to each other all the time. the teacher was staring at me! last lesson of jiang for the semester and im not a good girl. i feel so guilty.. and now my reputation is ruined.. )': lol but had a great time, and thats wad matters most! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, SATURDAY,&lt;br /&gt;NJC's AAT was super duper extremely difficult!!! math was horrible. sin, cos, tan. wad are all these man, i noe i saw them on the calculator but we havent learnt!! and the curvy graph thingy?! learning NEXT WEEK!! al these were tested, for goodness sake, and at least 5to6 qns were based on that! each worth about 5 marks. i am doomed,doomed,doomed. i left half the paper blank. i was staring at it like some dumbo who hasnt learnt any thing at all. and the guy beside me was like a million qns ahead of me. each time he uses the eraser, the whole table shakes. thats so stressful!!! i was totally dismayed after the whole paper.. i almost wanted to cry, but you noe im not the kind to cry-for-these-kinda-matters kinda person. i tried to cry, but yep, nth came out.&lt;br /&gt;english paper was definitely much easier. we rushed to the library(our testing venue) in 15mins of gobbling up that chunky chicken chop which was actually filled with phats. eew, phats. phats. hate phats. that wriggly disgusting slimy taste. eeeyyyrrr.... and mashed potatos which was actually powder made?(according to kaheng) yucks. the only humane thing was the baked beans, which seemed to taste quite alright. at least that was much better. and food, at NJC is expensive. remember that. that chicken chop thingy was $2.50. imagine each day there you spend your whole day's pocket money?! but there was a bubble teas stall too. "Uncle, may we have 3 chocolate iceblended and one milk tea?" "oh no more ice blended." i saw the blender in working condition and ice too. how could there possibly be no iceblended?! wow man, no iceblended. wow. serious.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, ok english. i did not complete the paper, comprehenshion section. left qn 58 onwards blank. argh, and each of them is worth 5-6marks. another stupid thing i did. and did i mention i was thinking of jesse mccartney's "We can go anywhere" while doing math paper? and i was playing with my hair during english. i mean, like wad the hell is "underdogs?" i seriously cant concentrate.. the atmosphere was so tense i could hear the guy beside me burp several times... oh dear and theres no hope left, at all. $50 flown away................. totally wasted man. dun even have to think of being shortlisted.. dreamdreamdream..........&lt;br /&gt;i have been in love with jesse mccartney recently... but still, hil and aaron are my first priorities... certainly.&lt;br /&gt;ive gotta carry on scatching alr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-382780441354748275?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/382780441354748275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=382780441354748275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/382780441354748275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/382780441354748275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/05/itchy.html' title='Itchy!!!!!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7529118801621633214</id><published>2007-05-15T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T17:19:17.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit day (Napfa 5 items)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Shit Shit Shittiest Day Ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i bet her mum is so worried for her la.. she might never ever find a husband if she carries on treating the ppl around her like that. come on la.., like its our fault we got injured ACCIDENTALLY. eh, its not like we wanted to get injured or sth. and whats more, im still not fully recovered. im still waiting for the X-ray results leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;she practically tortured us today.. she is so lucky we didnt complain to the sch board or sth about her.. and i RE-hurt my butt again.., WOW buddy, you're right. one really can hurt themselves during standing broad jump. celeste hurt herself too, slipped and fell as her socks were stil on when she tried jumping. DUH got a huge swell and some scrapes on her knees and they look as if those really hungry mosquitos came to suck her blood. haha. anyway, when celeste hurt herself, she didnt even come and ask if she was alright or sth. instead she scolded her for jumping with her socks on. omg la doesnt she have a heart at all?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i also aggravated my injury. )': hurt my tailbone AGAIN! the exact same spot. ARGHHHH!! ihateherihateherihateher!!!!! she's such a&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:~!@#$$"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;~!@#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;*())(^&amp;amp;*())_+=-`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i dun think anyone wil ever understand how i feel. now im only left with a few more tablets for medicine. wonder how im gonna survive. how i wish she wil NEVER EVER appear in front of my face again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;*interesting events that happened today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- rumin wore contact lens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- mr lim didnt come to sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- mrs jai didnt come to sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- learnt that one can take PE as an olevel subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- i got a C for standing broad jump. I CANNOT JUMP! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- i got a B for shuttle run. missed A by 0.2secs&lt;br /&gt;- OH YEAH! forgot to mention.. a new foreign student was transferred into our class yesterday! her name's XiYu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;yep, thats all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;fuming and done for..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;buaiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-7529118801621633214?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7529118801621633214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7529118801621633214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7529118801621633214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7529118801621633214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/05/shit-day-napfa-5-items.html' title='Shit day (Napfa 5 items)'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-1704656084787495547</id><published>2007-05-07T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:43:12.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTS DAY RECAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;SPORTS DAY RECAP!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm im kinda in a rush now so i'll briefly show you some photos taken on sports day! here goes..:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061740408212460498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7qFUC-k9I/AAAAAAAAABc/y7zbwVNNtZo/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PLEASE DO &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; LOOK AT ME! thats one ugly picture. lesson learnt: rumin only takes pics which she looks nice in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7qu0C-k-I/AAAAAAAAABk/Phr3l0kKO5A/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061741121177031650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7qu0C-k-I/AAAAAAAAABk/Phr3l0kKO5A/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me: why must you take a pic of the train?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ruimin: have reflection ma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*WEIRD* understandable// shes weirdo anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7rHkC-k_I/AAAAAAAAABs/lOUX1iRj2P8/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061741546378793970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7rHkC-k_I/AAAAAAAAABs/lOUX1iRj2P8/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blur pic. its nice though.. im that extra one in the middle.. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7rp0C-lAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rvJmabouxAo/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061742134789313538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7rp0C-lAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rvJmabouxAo/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natasha- act emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacqueline- pose a nice smile for the cammie! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7sEkC-lBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sNLqu5jA_5k/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061742594350814226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7sEkC-lBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sNLqu5jA_5k/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celeste- thats such a seductive look.. meant for 3Js?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7sUkC-lCI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Ga_0Q4xvnc/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061742869228721186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7sUkC-lCI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Ga_0Q4xvnc/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeamine- you look crazy! haha jus kiddin! dun smack me k..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not cock-eyed too! there was another cammie at the bottom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7spUC-lDI/AAAAAAAAACM/l8jsWJiTPgs/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061743225711006770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7spUC-lDI/AAAAAAAAACM/l8jsWJiTPgs/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you guys look so sweet together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7s6kC-lEI/AAAAAAAAACU/tvsZJZBF5S0/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061743522063750210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7s6kC-lEI/AAAAAAAAACU/tvsZJZBF5S0/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EVIDENCE: ruimin acts cute. be more natural! like mrs jeong!! :)p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7tLkC-lFI/AAAAAAAAACc/AeRLLd2ELSg/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061743814121526354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7tLkC-lFI/AAAAAAAAACc/AeRLLd2ELSg/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at junying's house for history pageant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7ttEC-lGI/AAAAAAAAACk/DuT-SzTUXOM/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061744389647144034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7ttEC-lGI/AAAAAAAAACk/DuT-SzTUXOM/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see how rumin tries to act cute again? she must have alr known her hwachong guy then.. HEY CEDAR! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7t-UC-lHI/AAAAAAAAACs/GgtEcN4mmpc/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061744685999887474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7t-UC-lHI/AAAAAAAAACs/GgtEcN4mmpc/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;promotion! fries for sale!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7un0C-lII/AAAAAAAAAC0/xVd1uF8mlrY/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061745398964458626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7un0C-lII/AAAAAAAAAC0/xVd1uF8mlrY/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BOUGAI RAWKS! weirdo#4 and mrs jeong's supposed to be very pretty ribbons.. so lesbianish man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7u90C-lJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DNMMuVWjnjE/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061745776921580690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7u90C-lJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DNMMuVWjnjE/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a bunch of blue ppl taking pic at toapayoh KFC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7vT0C-lKI/AAAAAAAAADE/7Tffyr1ArRY/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061746154878702754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7vT0C-lKI/AAAAAAAAADE/7Tffyr1ArRY/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heheh! serves you right for uploading unnice pics of me into your bog! :)p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7v9UC-lMI/AAAAAAAAADU/9-6DWxPR8ws/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061746867843273922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7v9UC-lMI/AAAAAAAAADU/9-6DWxPR8ws/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was how much we ate!!! told you i was getting PHAT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7wykC-lNI/AAAAAAAAADc/GXAm3h-rLtQ/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061747782671307986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7wykC-lNI/AAAAAAAAADc/GXAm3h-rLtQ/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hav you ever seen an orange hello panda? well, i havent till then.. its cheese-flavoured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7yHEC-lOI/AAAAAAAAADk/NSKEd2gz7N8/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061749234370254050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7yHEC-lOI/AAAAAAAAADk/NSKEd2gz7N8/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7yR0C-lPI/AAAAAAAAADs/N7ektTQh07w/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061749419053847794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7yR0C-lPI/AAAAAAAAADs/N7ektTQh07w/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minlin trying to act cute!! *sigh* not working.. LOL! mus learn from everyday zi4lian4kuang2 ruimin then hav this kinda results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7yrUC-lQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rvd8LqTklOo/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061749857140512002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7yrUC-lQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rvd8LqTklOo/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mrs jeong's sexy side profile!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7y7kC-lRI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RBlGKWY4QWU/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061750136313386258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7y7kC-lRI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RBlGKWY4QWU/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;celeste's cutie pie face.. awll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7zLEC-lSI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D_fTbE-ddhY/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061750402601358626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7zLEC-lSI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D_fTbE-ddhY/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sport's Day's cheerleading teams! from the left to right: bougai, ole, rose, garde and ixora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7zskC-lTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cL0fpeuzAb0/s1600-h/VC+sports+day+pic+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061750978126976306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7zskC-lTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cL0fpeuzAb0/s320/VC+sports+day+pic+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BOUGAI close up! GOGO cheerleaders!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok thats all! fine, i stil spent an hour on it. argh. so pls appreciate it and spend mpre time looking at the pics ok? THANKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buaiz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-1704656084787495547?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1704656084787495547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=1704656084787495547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1704656084787495547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/1704656084787495547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/05/sports-day-recap.html' title='SPORTS DAY RECAP!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rj7qFUC-k9I/AAAAAAAAABc/y7zbwVNNtZo/s72-c/VC+sports+day+pic+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-2340181362298933159</id><published>2007-05-06T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:11:22.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May is my unlucky month!</title><content type='html'>Why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my unlucky month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i realized that i probably fractured my tailbone (since starting of march when i fell off the piano, backwards). buddy told me she fractured hers too while doing standing broad jump and she landed on her butt. ouch!&lt;br /&gt;2. i chipped my tooth!!! )': ahhhhh..... (while biting a fork, accidentally)&lt;br /&gt;3. my results are F-A-L-L-I-N-G....&lt;br /&gt;4. i dropped in position from 3rd to 7th for NAPFA 2.4km. oh well, at least i improved in timing and the reason i dropped was cus those sports ppl who helped take timing last yr ran w us this yr...&lt;br /&gt;5. 5 items is likely to be in 2 days and i have alr suffered from muscle aches from 2.4km on 4thmay, sprained my back too.&lt;br /&gt;6. im becoming more and more unfit and ive gained weight too!! ): a lil more to overweight... ahh..&lt;br /&gt;7. my com doesnt have chi software so cant type things fast, therefore im unable to do the chi online tao3lun4 thingy cus that wil be so totally wasting my time, finding the hanyupinyin of each word and click click click.&lt;br /&gt;8. lit class test is tmr and i havent even touched a single lit note, and i dun intend too alr, since its so late now.&lt;br /&gt;9. every other sch is having midyr while we're not! means no marking day for us!!! )':&lt;br /&gt;10. there r still a gazillion other datelines undone and most by tmr! shucks...&lt;br /&gt;11. im probably mr lim's most hated student in class cus i talked, maybe? and here comes a bad recommendation letter..&lt;br /&gt;12. i still havent bought hil's new CD--- no$, no time, no sponsor.&lt;br /&gt;13. aaron hasnt been updating his bog lately.. but as he said,"i will only post when i have inspiration and the feeling to, because only then i will express how i really feel, and theres no need to pretend" -translated by the one and only ME! so i shall support his wise decision then.&lt;br /&gt;14. GAT test- mrs loy and ms jou will be so mad if they noe so many ppl wanna try for IP.&lt;br /&gt;15. i m blamed for almost every other thing that happens eg. traffic jam, standing on the wrong side of the road..&lt;br /&gt;16. im still not sleeping when its alr so late and im super tired but i wanna continue thinking bout my unlucky events..&lt;br /&gt;17. my kaki still cant talk after me teaching her for 2 days alr.. the only thing she said today was 'orh' when i asked if she wanted more carrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;18. the living rm was infested with gross insects jus now. and one flew onto my shoulder. EEWW.. yucks yucks yucks.. am i that attractive? lol, to insects, i mean..&lt;br /&gt;19. i didnt take an extra MARS choc bar at cousin's bday yesterday.. i like MARS more than SNICKERS. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;20. i ate so much today im so bloated almost exploding alr.. im seriously getting PHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you get how miserable my life is.. still 31-6=25 more days of misfortune to go.. hope i wil survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-2340181362298933159?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2340181362298933159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=2340181362298933159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2340181362298933159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/2340181362298933159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-is-my-unlucky-month.html' title='May is my unlucky month!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7838344646672880500</id><published>2007-04-29T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:40:36.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>she's doing it again! so much for fairness and justice. its all bout favouritism and biasedness. AHH!! blaming me for sth that is not my fault! thats just blind///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tooth aches now that ive eaten that very tough BAKUA (chinese roasted pork for cny?). ouwwie.. i dun wan my teeth to shake, whats more drop?! and i had to eat that horrifying banana that i really dislike, unlike weirdo#3, rumin. she loves it so much she eats at least one everyday! and i do not like it at all. makes your mouth feel so starchy and sticky. yucks! i ate it halfway and thats it. could not stand it any longer and so, passed it over for my mummy to finish it. hahahahahahaha! and i just discovered sth at weirdo#3's blog--- smelly fish is 156cm. heheheh.. celeste, naggy old woman and i are taller than her.. HA! in your face, rumin! (: jkjk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have got so much hw still untouched. esp math, did till pg 15 and im stuck. algebraaaaaaaaa... feel so frustrated right now, just staring at it. my sis introduced a test to me, i took it and i found it really true for myself. my personal profile's right below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You want to be regarded as an exiting and interesting personality able to persuade others to comply with your beliefs and ideas. You are charming and able to influence other people who come into your sphere of influence. You like mental stimulation and you are the sort of person who is prepared to 'try anything once'. Your confidence is so much so that others are often swept away by your enthusiasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;For some time now you have been feeling rather insecure. You are looking for - and needing - an environment that can offer you roots, stability and a position that will relieve you of excess tension and stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's the old old story - I am misunderstood - my partner (be it in your private life or in business) just doesn't understand me and YOU also believe at this time that you are being completely MISUNDERSTOOD by one and all. It then obviously follows that you naturally feel inhibited and not appreciated. It is perhaps because of this belief that you feel compelled to stand back and let the rest of the world go by. As for developing a firm relationship - inwardly deep down in your subconscious mind you are wary of even trying to get close to another person because you feel that if you open up your heart and feelings you are sure to get hurt. Since you are living in a society where close relationships are the norm, you feel that there is that need to conform, but any close relationships of any magnitude that you may have tried in the past have unfortunately left you without any sense of emotional involvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You are being unduly influenced by the situation that is all around you. You do not like the feeling of loneliness and whatever it is that seems to separate you from others. You know that life can be wonderful and you are anxious to experience life in all its aspects, to live it to the full. You therefore resent any restriction or limitations that are being imposed on you and you insist on going it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You don't like conflict and you endeavour to avoid criticism. You want to do your own thing and to be able to decide what is right for you. You have considerable personable charm - and this is used with considerable effect on those that keep your company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys had understood me more.. i shall take rumin's test another day, dun worry!&lt;br /&gt;and i've gotta go do my hw alr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, i have gotta introduce the test to you guys too right? haha forgot about it. its:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/"&gt;http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUAIZ,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-7838344646672880500?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7838344646672880500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7838344646672880500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7838344646672880500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7838344646672880500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/04/again.html' title='AGAIN!'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5800095126508395599</id><published>2007-04-27T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:48:47.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff with issue on guitars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is so depressing. theres no more choices to select from; theres nothing else i can do; theres no hope. gawsh, wad should i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone's applying for IP and its getting more and more pressurizing.. STRESS stress STRESS!!! i doubt i can finish everything on time. now even teacher's recommendation is a problem. 1 teacher to 1 pupil. thats so unfair! just cus i prepared to give them the form later doesnt mean i hav less privilege! :(( this is so annoying!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i saw a very very very very very COOL guitar! it is so nice man! its like many guitars combined into a huge one and its so large!!! AND ITS ELECTRIC TOO! i wanna learn how to play it! and the cool guy playing it looks so comical! hahahahaha.. and look! theres a guitar pool too! isnt that just so creative?! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RjIK6kC-k7I/AAAAAAAAABM/U23N6mPAnis/s1600-h/cool+guitar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058117332715344818" style="CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RjIK6kC-k7I/AAAAAAAAABM/U23N6mPAnis/s320/cool+guitar.bmp" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RjILl0C-k8I/AAAAAAAAABU/EoT-OV58zF0/s1600-h/guitar+pool.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058118075744687042" style="CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RjILl0C-k8I/AAAAAAAAABU/EoT-OV58zF0/s320/guitar+pool.bmp" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lemme tell you sth: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumin is a MEAN person. she skipped going library with me just to buy a green pen! argh tupid. she is so evil la. so angry w her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno why im typing out all these random stuff. nth else to say alr...... oh yeah. erm. ok fine theres nth else to share alr. haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok buaiz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duffrawkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5800095126508395599?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5800095126508395599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5800095126508395599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5800095126508395599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5800095126508395599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-stuff-with-issue-on-guitars.html' title='random stuff with issue on guitars'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RjIK6kC-k7I/AAAAAAAAABM/U23N6mPAnis/s72-c/cool+guitar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-5935189585797493513</id><published>2007-04-22T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T14:52:37.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i saw this really cute and funny picture on the internet while searching for nerd pics for celeste to put on her msn display picture. so here it is, celeste! hope you like it! im not claiming that math is for nerds in anyway.. this is just a pure and funny pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RisF5qFga3I/AAAAAAAAABE/70TlWTlzcXU/s1600-h/funny+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056141494761581426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RisF5qFga3I/AAAAAAAAABE/70TlWTlzcXU/s320/funny+pic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh gawsh.. i really feel like doing homework right now. but im totally addicted to the computer nowadays. my sis went over to her friend's house for a sleepover ytd, and since then, im addicted. she's always hogging onto the com so i'd nv had the chances to experience the fun of the com. and now i do. (:&lt;br /&gt;im sooooo excited for minlin. although all her "date's" been cancelled so far. i think its all my fault though.. how i wish to follow her to her date to see wads going on. i noe i shouldnt but she wants me to go too!!!! its just so thrilling to see wad happens and wad goes on on dates! :) hahahahahahahahaha.. but i also shouldnt go be a dian4deng1pao4 either.. this is such contradiction..&lt;br /&gt;today's tuition class was actually kinda fun! so unexpected! i thought it would be the kinda normal lessons. but it was actually fun! this guy borrowed stapler frm me, and you noe my stapler is that kind which can be locked? so i alr helped him unlock it and when he tried locking it back again. yep, he stapled it into his flesh! OUCH!!! then he rushed to the toilet and rinsed the injury.. SO SORRYYYYY.. didnt mean for the stapler to staple into your skin.......... i didnt apologise to him then.. dun really noe him well, thats why.. aft that, tt wanted to giv me HW!! i debated w him. told him to gimme a difficult qn to do and if i did it correctly, he would hav to do for me pg304 to 319 of math tb. HAHA... then he didnt dare alr.. heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... :)p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i gtg do hw alr. i havent even started on it yet! argh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaiz,&lt;br /&gt;Duffrawkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-5935189585797493513?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5935189585797493513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=5935189585797493513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5935189585797493513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/5935189585797493513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/04/boredom.html' title='BOREdom'/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RisF5qFga3I/AAAAAAAAABE/70TlWTlzcXU/s72-c/funny+pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-8164301635678967668</id><published>2007-04-21T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:09:43.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK im so sorry if i've offended any one in my previous post. however its not entirely my fault that my moods been destroyed that day. anyway i jus dun wanna think bout it anymore. its useless to make such a big fuss over sth that doesnt really concern me, i guess. theres really nth i can do to change your mindset annyway. shall shut my mind out of that stupid matter for now.. i wil keep my spirits high! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPORTS DAY YESTERDAY 20/4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sooo happy! bougai won 2nd in cheerleading competition! but also sad at the same time- 4x100m wasnt a success.. clinched 4th. just one place more to third!!! awl. dun b sad ppl k? you've done your best; we could tell.. all we need to know is that we wil do better nxt year! im so sorry seniors but i kinda cheered alot on sports day! cheered till my voice sored. but glad to tell you that its perfectly fine now. fine! seeeeeee i could sing during choir today! (: back to sports day, i really regretted not participating in more events. i love medals. I WANT A GOLD MEDAL NEXT YEAR! bronze, silver, gold.. got silver this yr for 10x80m! so ecstatic! we even thought we would get 4th or worse, disqualified. but in the end, A 2ND! WHOOPPEEEE.. and wads more, our team doesnt hav any sports ppl AT ALL. not a single one. they're all from choir, band, ncc. not sure wad else... anyway performing arts ppl are NOT sports ppl. and we rawked! sprinted all the way and beat 2H by 0.20secs! HAHA BLEH... :)p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HISTORY PAGEANT after sports day 20/4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a success!!! i never thought that filming a very lame video would b a success! i would never exactly use the word 'lame', but it seriously is lame! a video of a scene in a classroom, (which we eventually used junying's bro's room after realizing the mosquitos in the garden were getting more annoying than ever) of different ppl in different groups. minlin was the TEACHER, mrs JEONG. azilah was NARRATOR. ruimin was the CLASS JOKER. me and ellyn were BIMBOS. celeste and natasha were NERDS. jiamin is SKEPTICAL GIRL. jacqueline was the GIRL WHO COULDN'T CARE LESS. heheh. this is sooo comical. but cool at the same time. i jus realized, history pageant can be kinda cool too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my first time attempting to add photos, so dun laugh k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rioc0aFgawI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Nzhzp5NBXo/s1600-h/history+pageant+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055885218357996290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rioc0aFgawI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Nzhzp5NBXo/s320/history+pageant+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;minlin or mrs jeong, the TEACHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HEH! doesnt look like a teacher at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-FIY, shes wearing a MINI SKIRT.. e.g Ms Loo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-see the word shes pointing on the whiteboard? its Mrs Jeong. got it? Kim Jeong Hoon or sth?? Rain Jeong? haha.. i think you get the picture now.. and I wrote it! heee!! :)p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RiodX6FgaxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OA5huh33NNU/s1600-h/history+pageant+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055885828243352338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RiodX6FgaxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OA5huh33NNU/s320/history+pageant+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;azilah, the NARRATOR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-haha.. pretending to be some Sir Stamford Raffles. you sure look like one! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-and sexy too! hands on hips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RioedKFgayI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SvBxkBNaraY/s1600-h/history+pageant+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055887017949293346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RioedKFgayI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SvBxkBNaraY/s320/history+pageant+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ruimin, the CLASS JOKER.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-omg she looks so weird compared to in the real scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i designed her attire.., though it wasnt captured on camera. sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RiofL6FgazI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1MM7b1ktAZY/s1600-h/history+pageant+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055887821108177714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RiofL6FgazI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1MM7b1ktAZY/s320/history+pageant+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me and ellyn, the BIMBOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i dun look like a bimbo, seriously. and i look PHAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ellyn does though, dance girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RiogzKFga0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZzrHR7Uh8PQ/s1600-h/history+pageant+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055889594929670978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/RiogzKFga0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZzrHR7Uh8PQ/s320/history+pageant+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jacqueline, the GIRL WHO COULDN'T CARE LESS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-doesnt she look like she's gonna burst out laughing anytime soon? :)p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah! done! after 45mins.. im sweating al over alr.. the fan's blowing at my feet.. why's that?! ok nvm.. photos of celeste and natasha as nerds and jiamin as skeptical girl wil be uploaded anytime soon as they 'are not available at the moment'(quoted from celeste).. dun worry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Riom3qFga2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KQige-EWuEs/s1600-h/history+pageant+family+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055896269308848994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Riom3qFga2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KQige-EWuEs/s320/history+pageant+family+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyway, although you cant see them yet.. heres our family photo!!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;top row: natasha, celeste, jacqueline, azilah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bottom row: ellyn, me, minlin, ruimin, jiamin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**thanks junying for helping to take the photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i look VERY FUNNY- bimbo clothes w white canvas shoes.&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;CREDITS to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;JUNYING&lt;/span&gt;! our saviour! for lending us your house to do this pageant even though its not even your project! THANKS LOADS! her mum even gave us her dear chocs from Australia which she was supposed to share w her bf. REALLY SORRY AND THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Riok-aFga1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/D_4miIDcZtA/s1600-h/history+pageant+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055894186249710418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Riok-aFga1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/D_4miIDcZtA/s320/history+pageant+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and minlin's signature wasnt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;there yet! :( see ellyn's signature? its fake. its not by her... jiamin forged it cus ellyn had left alr.. haha!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok im so glad i did this post. although i spent 2 whole hrs working on it! :)p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so now.. i gtg!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUAIZ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Duffrawkers (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-8164301635678967668?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8164301635678967668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=8164301635678967668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8164301635678967668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/8164301635678967668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok-im-so-sorry-if-ive-offended-any-one.html' title=''/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bUIHLMttvZ8/Rioc0aFgawI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Nzhzp5NBXo/s72-c/history+pageant+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-7253159087248085676</id><published>2007-04-14T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T17:32:48.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you noe.. you dun have to read this if you dun want to// and i'd advise you not to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I feel so angry and sad. how can you possibly do that to us?! don't you understand the fact that they are still your seniors? even if you cant tolerate their actions, you still have no authority to insult them by calling them stupid! how can you just shoot off your mouth and scold them "stupid ppl"?! thats just total disrespect and madness! ARGH. although its not exactly any of my business and i have no right to interfere in you guys stuff, but me, as an onlooker, also cant face the fact that you just insulted them like that! well, if any of you guys dun get any of wad im writing now, heres the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: you see? now i have to clear up all their files!&lt;br /&gt;THAT person: whose file? those stupid ppl arh?&lt;br /&gt;someone: yah..&lt;br /&gt;me: hey, dun call them stupid ppl la.. [after realizing those were the files of our seniors]&lt;br /&gt;THAT person: well, they ARE stupid!&lt;br /&gt;me: but they are still your seniors right? so you cant just call them stupid like that.. they're actually very nice!&lt;br /&gt;THAT person: you always talk to them! thats why you think they're nice! [very sternly]&lt;br /&gt;me: so wad if i talk to them?! wads wrong with me talking to them?&lt;br /&gt;THAT person: but you talk to them DURING choir! and you r NOT supposed to! [angrily]&lt;br /&gt;me: it doesnt mean that if i talk to them im doing that during choir!&lt;br /&gt;THAT person: but you do! you always talk to them during choir!&lt;br /&gt;me: wadeva.. [mutter under my mouth, storming off]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GEDDIT NOW?! i feel so maligned. even if you are angry with them you cannot just vent your always UNCONTROLLABLE anger on me! you're always like that. dun you noe that many ppl dun like you? i've always heard many ppl complaining to me about those bad stuff about you but i hav never once believed their words cus in my heart, you were a sweet and nice girl. but now that i've experienced it myself, theres really nothing else i could say.. SO WAD if you are sorta better than us in terms of rank in everything?? that doesnt equal to that you are better than your seniors right? it doesnt mean that if our senior disobey those rules, they are stupid, does it? please go and double-check yourself- your attitude, your actions and your WADEVA. dun you realize you yourself also talk during choir?! you scold ppl for doing that but you yourself do the same? can you at least leave a lil respect for our seniors?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think ppl like you are very nice either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it anymore alr. i have to go before i smash sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye,&lt;br /&gt;duffrawkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25798757-7253159087248085676?l=duffrawkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7253159087248085676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25798757&amp;postID=7253159087248085676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7253159087248085676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25798757/posts/default/7253159087248085676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duffrawkers.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-so-angry-and-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>duffrawkers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394533537101831654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25798757.post-4533479025566416179</id><published>2007-03-11T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:33:50.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Review for Height Fanatics'/><title type='text'>Special Review for Height Fanatics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im really sorry to you guys for not being in touch with blogger for such a long time- 74 days= 2 months and 10 days- and i really want to make it up to all of you now.&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;OK, so im a really crazy person about growing taller that it has become a serious obsession of my daily life. this is because of the people around me that are really tall so i feel that i hav this obligation to grow taller so that talking to them and standing beside them wont be awkward. you see, im probably the shortest one in my family right now and i feel very envious and jealous when i see stars that are very tall, like Hilary Duff and Aaron Yan. he's 177cm so im planning to shoot up to about 167cm so that i can match him. HAHA! but so far, this wish has not been fulfilled YET and my hopes are dashed because of this article i have read in my height research. after continuous research on height, i have come across this website where they give you formulas to calculate what your maximum potential height can be and this is it. heres a special review for Height Fanatics like me:&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMPORTANT!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To calculate your maximum potential height based on your parents and grandparents´ height, use the following formula:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your father´s height = F cm (inches)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mother´s height = M cm (inches) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your father´s father´s height = FF cm (inches) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your father´s mother´s height = FM cm (inches) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mother´s father´s height = MF cm (inches) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mother´s mother´s height = MM cm (inches)&lt;/em&gt;&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;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you are a &lt;strong&gt;male&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;With 95% certainty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Maximum Potential Height in cm (inches) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;= (F + M + FF + FM + MF + MM) / 6 * 1.08 + 8.8 cm (3.5 inches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;With 99% certainty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Maximum Potential Height in cm (inches) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;= (F + M + FF + FM + MF + MM) / 6 * 1.08 + 14 cm (5.5 inches) &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;color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you are a &lt;strong&gt;female&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With 95% certainty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your Maximum Potential Height in cm (inches) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;= (F + M + FF + FM + MF + MM) / 6 * 0.92 + 6.4 cm (2.5 inches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With 99% certainty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your Maximum Potential Height in cm (inches) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;= (F + M + FF + FM + MF + MM) / 6 * 0.92 + 11.4 cm (4.5 inches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*remember to calculate everything in cm if u are planning get ur ultimate answer in cm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;Dont worry! I WONT feel dejected after realising that i might not be able to grow to my ideal height cause i trust myself and i know i will do my best to match my lovely Aaron and i will at least grow to 167cm! so please, everyone! COME FORWARD AND ENCOURAGE ME TO ACHIEVE MY IDEAL HEIGHT! i will work the hardest i can to prove to everyone my loyalty to the people i love!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i WILL do it and i CAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;remember to root for me!!!! JIAYOU!!!! ahh, i feel so energized right now.. thinking of him.... :)p&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;ok, thats all for now. i wil update real soon in the march holidays and be sure i will not disappoint everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Ve
