<?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-4332623986143833856</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:05:37.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>solitude no more!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7438649352148613075</id><published>2008-10-08T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:22:30.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RESURRECTION.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Webcam spamming at Starbucks whilst waiting for Catherine for 10,000 &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;^ 1 00 00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;0 ^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10000000000years&lt;/span&gt;. Like waiting for Egyptian &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;queen lah!&lt;/span&gt; :s lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Many retard pics of me so clicking to enlarge is disabled! HAHAHAHAHAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Angie: thanks for FINALLY posting the pics up! HAHAAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3 cheers for Scarlett! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cath: Thanks for waiting for so long, king/queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254720303850085074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyERpEEWtI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TsYtjjYQ13o/s400/Picture0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254720304246803874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyERqipzaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/yQqRo0EK-FY/s400/Picture0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This pic is supposed to be after the one below, showing how littttttle we moved(o,oooo1mm) in order for the man to not spot us taking him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719688925922930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDt2SuRnI/AAAAAAAAAgA/a1_Vxlx5jqo/s400/Picture0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719694182956930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDuJ4GP4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/V2wimUfz_Oo/s400/Picture0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Attacking new target :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719685261028882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDtoo8bhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/UOl6WM4qdZ4/s400/Picture0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Trying to get that guy in that pic but keep laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another pic of Scarlett in motion. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719685085923842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDtn_MigI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FDmr-R0IL0U/s400/Picture0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719686670539202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDtt4_2cI/AAAAAAAAAfo/MVFbdczV1HE/s400/Picture0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And still laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254720303238913650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyERmyWnnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/IBxb4Ir4qIg/s400/Picture0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Trying to put my finger on top of the woman. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254720304259256706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyERqln0YI/AAAAAAAAAgo/NdvCbYA2ml8/s400/Picture0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Scarlett's pet parrot XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NO PICS OF ME UNTIL HERE :@ HELLO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254720309999933986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyER_-TmiI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jL2DFkyc7Xs/s400/Picture0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine finally done with her eyelashy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254722926580452594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyGqTftzPI/AAAAAAAAAhY/-PwupuoeCbQ/s400/Picture0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She tries to help me (cos webcam is opposite direction so i abit the slow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254722927277622578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyGqWF7xTI/AAAAAAAAAhg/QiRadR4iK-Y/s400/Picture0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254720572754181810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyEhSzzPrI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gjiZw9JJl6I/s400/Picture0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of us XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719436919872018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDfLfzGhI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_7cepj62L_Q/s400/%231430.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cath's extended eyelashes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chio bodoh! but Cath mentioned something bout it hurting halfway while extending. 爱美不要命:) (quote from Ms Leo TE! means prefers being beautiful over life?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello, of course chio. Cath's leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719441983930290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDfeXKf7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/EI1aAtxoXW8/s400/%231434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719441120144850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDfbJOLdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/67Uig3LTd1Y/s400/%231435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETARD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Notice Cath hardly moved from this pic and the one above it? HAA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I pretty, that's why.(supposed to be of no link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254719448181469906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDf1cxctI/AAAAAAAAAfg/YivlsGrO5ZY/s400/%231440.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Scarlett in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254718946373650034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyDCoEdxnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/w61nOh-Cn5s/s400/%231438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a nice one cos faces are far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOL! I look faaaaaaat ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Look nice lah this pic. can see a bit of my muscle definition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Scarlett forgot to sign off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cath! Add comments! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Angie:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cath :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/4332623986143833856-7438649352148613075?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7438649352148613075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7438649352148613075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7438649352148613075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7438649352148613075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='RESURRECTION.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SOyERpEEWtI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TsYtjjYQ13o/s72-c/Picture0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-3709390434936436324</id><published>2008-09-24T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:34:32.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still hereeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>Greetings all royal reader! Haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been gazillion years since the 3 of us blogged! Missed us right! :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to share, all 3 of us are currently kinda busy&lt;br /&gt;with our personal lives&lt;br /&gt;; Cath with canoe and Yus, Scarlett with her sem 1 classmates(right?) and&lt;br /&gt;myself with &lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt; and retaking of O level math ))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XT, Scarlett and I are still meeting up on days&lt;br /&gt;we came school on time for first breakout.&lt;br /&gt;CATH TEOOOOOO! *ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the few of us being in&lt;br /&gt;the same school, having the same break time and all, we hardly get to&lt;br /&gt;see each other after school. Be it walking to woodlands mrt or chilling @ Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;IMISSYOUGUYSLAAAAAAH! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch more of us @ our personal blog yea! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Angieeeeeee :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We're finally going out tomorrow! YAYNESS! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-3709390434936436324?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/3709390434936436324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=3709390434936436324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3709390434936436324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3709390434936436324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-still-hereeeeeee.html' title='We&apos;re still hereeeeeee!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-8548876437763085667</id><published>2008-08-29T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T07:14:32.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SLgEKSaJYKI/AAAAAAAAAew/_Xzf6nUAAYM/s1600-h/DSC_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239942741232279714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SLgEKSaJYKI/AAAAAAAAAew/_Xzf6nUAAYM/s400/DSC_2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wish I was there with you 2.most of the time I'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wish it was in the past where we 3 would have so much time to just slack and waste time just bitching.sometimes there are sacrifices in life we have to make.sometimes I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-8548876437763085667?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/8548876437763085667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=8548876437763085667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8548876437763085667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8548876437763085667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/08/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SLgEKSaJYKI/AAAAAAAAAew/_Xzf6nUAAYM/s72-c/DSC_2104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-3952111018425852407</id><published>2008-08-04T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:15:59.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dingg!</title><content type='html'>Some really good news for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I've finally, officially opened a public blog for everyone to read! Woots! how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a million years. Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamaicanbeans.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.jamaicanbeans.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted coffeebeans/bean lor. but taken =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. keep tuned okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-3952111018425852407?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/3952111018425852407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=3952111018425852407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3952111018425852407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3952111018425852407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/08/dingg.html' title='Dingg!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-7335565680018976915</id><published>2008-07-30T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:14:35.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angie!</title><content type='html'>on the frontpage of RP's magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SJEiLKtRJZI/AAAAAAAAAec/cSY6vmu1lcY/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228998217601983890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SJEiLKtRJZI/AAAAAAAAAec/cSY6vmu1lcY/s400/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, took everything but the legs. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/Scarlett: Wooots Cath blogged! And Angie on magazine! Not fairrrr i was with you!! T.T lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cath! How could you not take my legs when they don't look fat for the first time! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BTW, for those that can't tell I was actually doing leap frog. Talk about looking unglam!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;don't mind me retaking the picture? :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7335565680018976915?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7335565680018976915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7335565680018976915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7335565680018976915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7335565680018976915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/angie.html' title='Angie!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SJEiLKtRJZI/AAAAAAAAAec/cSY6vmu1lcY/s72-c/DSC01228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-129176725735862546</id><published>2008-07-29T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:16:54.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question: Pick a song that best represents your attitude towards life.</title><content type='html'>Alright. Just thought it'd be interesting to share this with y'all. It's my RJ question for today. (homework essay given every day in RP) Although it's kinda about me, but it can taken as a story telling as usual blogs do. Otherwise, seriously, you can just don't read. As in seriously. This is really for those who might be interested.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The song I would use today is “Breakaway” by Kelly Clarkson. I picked out parts of the song which fit into different parts of my life – in this RJ – namely school and life in general.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wanted to belong here&lt;br /&gt;But something felt so wrong here&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed I could break away”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part describes how I feel about school. I was posted to this school strongly against my wishes. Despite that, I thought perhaps things would be alright and I would be able to manage with the people I meet here. That has been alright, my class is very loveable and we have really strong camaraderie. However, the line “but something felt so wrong here”, is referring to the system that RP adopted. The impossibility to be late seems to have flipped the phrase “better late than never” to “better never than late”. If I were late and 0.5 points were to be deducted, I would lose all motivation to sit through the day knowing that the best I could get is a “B”. And of course the PBL system is one (hell of a) exhausting way of learning. So I “prayed I could break away”, meaning I wished I could get out of this, or there was a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel this way because of my determination to be a teacher in the future. Although many a times I feel I deserve a better grade than the given grade and am demoralised, I always push myself to my limits to give a 110, if not a 100. I feel that with this mindset, one day I’ll be able to soar and do well with flying colours. That’s where the “I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky”&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Generally, in life, I’d use the stanza&lt;br /&gt;“When the rain would fall down&lt;br /&gt;I'd just stare out my window&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of what could be&lt;br /&gt;And if I'd end up happy&lt;br /&gt;I would pray”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I’m bored and have nothing to do, I really spare into blank space thinking about what MY near future would be like. Sometimes my dreams stretch to a timeline of what would happen in the next few days or weeks, and is not necessarily all about my future career and success. The reason why I said I would think when I’m bored, cos I’m very often bored and my thoughts deviate very easily, so I reflect on my life and experiences a lot. Mostly I reflect on bad experiences a lot more because they are the things that teach me the most. Also, the “when the rain would fall down” somehow, to me, depicts a sad and lonesome feeling. Often when I am sad and lonesome, I think about many things, mostly sad, because like what I said they are those that teach me the most, and the memories which are etched the most deep in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wanna feel the warm breeze&lt;br /&gt;Sleep under a palm tree&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rush of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Get onboard a fast train&lt;br /&gt;Travel on a jet plane, far away&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often dream of ‘breaking away’ from the urbanisation and just savour the best of nature - the wind, sleeping under a tree, the ocean. Boarding a train or a jet plane and travelling alone and enjoying life. Travelling alone, you wouldn’t get affected by other people’s decisions and criticism of what they see when they travel with you. You get away from the cruelties of life and reality when you’re in a strange land. Even when you get lost, it becomes a memorable experience which made the trip so much more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore i think this song fits me best although there are many others, because this song can be manipulated to depict more than one aspect of my life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI8t9rJmIBI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0SA5KS74gBs/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228448229978677266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI8t9rJmIBI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0SA5KS74gBs/s400/sgnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: oh and to xt and angie, the letters you all wrote to ms leo to inform that cody helping us take testimonial and cert, the signature you all tried to imitate damn ugly! Too bad i deleted it if not i post lor. My God. At least use a thicker 'ink' one even though you all use paint!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-129176725735862546?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/129176725735862546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=129176725735862546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/129176725735862546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/129176725735862546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/question-pick-song-that-best-represents.html' title='Question: Pick a song that best represents your attitude towards life.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI8t9rJmIBI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0SA5KS74gBs/s72-c/sgnt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7139180152642666828</id><published>2008-07-29T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:10:09.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos of Sleeping Babies!</title><content type='html'>GAWR. The 3 of us are spending lesser and lesser time together! ): We gotta make some time for each other so our "royal readers" would know whatsup and down in our livessssssssss! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, think it's been 10 000 000 000 years since we last went out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was randomly surfing the net while other group presented and I came across these! The sleeping babies are cute like nothing on earth!!!!!!!!! LOL! (Scarlett got one of them in her old phone I think? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENJOY:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zD1LbU9gGw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zD1LbU9gGw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aL5dyAkd9uM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aL5dyAkd9uM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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 tried to upload the video but can't. Girls, try to help if can ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Scarlett: Done :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Angie: Thanks ! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;ANNgieeeeee:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7139180152642666828?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7139180152642666828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7139180152642666828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7139180152642666828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7139180152642666828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/cute-sleeping-baby-video.html' title='Videos of Sleeping Babies!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-9216118796115098232</id><published>2008-07-28T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:59:54.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from ze dead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alrighty! It's a short one, but finally got some blogging material lah! So many times i wanto update here, but like nothing leh. Only got my own life, but this blog's not for myself so couldn't. This post is just for display stuff and all that so not really about me. But anyway, nice sunset today. Now the ladder up to the roof is locked and i have to climb around the thingy hor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3dytnvRQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gUPc0WYFqOs/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228078605756482818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3dytnvRQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gUPc0WYFqOs/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See the top is open right. They go lock lor. The security guard perhaps. Stupid, make me kana cut climbing lor. I had to climb around this metal thing lah x.x Appreciate my art okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228069662501271858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3VqJZieTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-2CeFuF1YZc/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think this one was the best i took today. Got some ventilator blocking, then had to only use one hand to take. So the angles for all the pics not v good, so this one's prolly the best i got. Including colours. The below ones i used flash o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3VqcPK0PI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tl8IBgPIONc/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228069667558052082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3VqcPK0PI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tl8IBgPIONc/s400/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3VqShnA3I/AAAAAAAAAdw/6-aK1GkRmWM/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228069664951042930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3VqShnA3I/AAAAAAAAAdw/6-aK1GkRmWM/s400/IMG_0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And just to show you it's NOT edited, here's one edited pic to show you how an edited pic looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3Vq40OdfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/BGAxmUMenEU/s1600-h/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228069675229672946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3Vq40OdfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/BGAxmUMenEU/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3Vq40OdfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/BGAxmUMenEU/s1600-h/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3d8uoYIyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/k86zTNIdhWk/s1600-h/sig.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228078777826288418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3d8uoYIyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/k86zTNIdhWk/s400/sig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D Goodbye peopleeee :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3Vq40OdfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/BGAxmUMenEU/s1600-h/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-9216118796115098232?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/9216118796115098232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=9216118796115098232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/9216118796115098232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/9216118796115098232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-ze-dead.html' title='Back from ze dead!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SI3dytnvRQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gUPc0WYFqOs/s72-c/IMG_0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1409544287716975942</id><published>2008-07-26T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T03:31:05.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>My goodness i really wanna blog but don't know what to blog about. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1409544287716975942?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1409544287716975942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1409544287716975942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1409544287716975942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1409544287716975942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-6064991699838562292</id><published>2008-07-20T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T08:40:21.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SILyvcuwmlI/AAAAAAAAAdY/t9PU40QpTJ0/s1600-h/DSC_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225005414683286098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SILyvcuwmlI/AAAAAAAAAdY/t9PU40QpTJ0/s400/DSC_2221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STILL ALIVE!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAWRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-6064991699838562292?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/6064991699838562292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=6064991699838562292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6064991699838562292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6064991699838562292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SILyvcuwmlI/AAAAAAAAAdY/t9PU40QpTJ0/s72-c/DSC_2221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7857602625060435824</id><published>2008-07-19T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:26:09.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MPSS</title><content type='html'>Alright i came across this MPSS group account on facebook. And when i clicked on it, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there was a MPSS site, and was prolly the official website of MPSS and clicked on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walla! I saw , from left XiaoWei, Abu, Faisal and Denise's face! Seriously million-dollar smiles lah all of them. I miss Abu! Missed the chance to go back for PL camp :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SIH3teS4sBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/zwXg2_364fg/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224729403324936210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SIH3teS4sBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/zwXg2_364fg/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mann i miss working with the PLs and Councillors&lt;br /&gt;Miss the corridors, the recesses, the uniform, the teachers, the sleeping in class, the boring lessons, the checking of the time on the clock... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most importantly..&lt;br /&gt;The release time of 1:35pm.......... The 15-20 mins bus ride from home to school from Sec1 - 3, and the 35mins-40 mins of bus ride to school from Bedok rsvr.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss MPSS so much that i even miss Track.&lt;br /&gt;Why is so Life so hard. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will definitely come back on Teachers' Day. No matter how important grades are over here, i'll be back!(Terminator).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And graduation ceremony to have fun taking pictures with OUR(hopefully there'll be people willing to come back with me..) juniors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i think i remember promising Apple(asked me to only say i acknowledge as Apple if i call him Apple) to take pics with him if he promoted to Sec5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waaaaaaaaa i miss Sec sch! I miss the East! I miss MPSS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SIH4bGZNsNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7lyBItl35ss/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224730187183010002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SIH4bGZNsNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7lyBItl35ss/s400/sgnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7857602625060435824?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7857602625060435824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7857602625060435824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7857602625060435824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7857602625060435824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/mpss.html' title='MPSS'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SIH3teS4sBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/zwXg2_364fg/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-3382705002463568461</id><published>2008-07-03T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T07:43:48.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xt's pressie/edited</title><content type='html'>I think this was last Tuesday or something. Cath, Angie and I went to buy present for Xt's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her bbq was a really small scale bbq man. I'll try name them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody&lt;br /&gt;Angie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhi ting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhiting's bf(they call han?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yu(?) Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biles(?)&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's it. Cath didn't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end, we played card game called, indian... what? Just put out cards and whoever got the smallest card drinks. Er but you're not allowed to see your own card, can only show others all around by putting on forehead. And the drink, is not an alcoholic drink, but a drink full of revenge, saddism and bastardy-ism. Drink contained ANYTHING others wanted to add in. There were 10 people right, so probability of tio-ing is 1/10. I kana 4 times -.- And mine was like, peach tea + satay peanut sauce + Heinz bbq sauce. Its good quality bbq sauce okay, so the taste stronger, so you taste the mix more. x.x how suay is that. To make matters worse, after getting 4 times surely abit dulan right, Coke had to spill right out of the bottle onto my pants making it soaking wet with coke. (Y) very good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So er, when we went to buy present only got pic of Cath lah. Too bad. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SGzos_MmUnI/AAAAAAAAAc4/v_bVPrI5pRs/s1600-h/Photo2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801927791727218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SGzos_MmUnI/AAAAAAAAAc4/v_bVPrI5pRs/s400/Photo2111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the pretty place we were at! Don't tell you where. It's quite easy to find though. But still, don't wanna say :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SGzos5JGDII/AAAAAAAAAcw/guRqr12oYVs/s1600-h/Photo2113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801926166416514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SGzos5JGDII/AAAAAAAAAcw/guRqr12oYVs/s400/Photo2113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Cath eating at the pretty place. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alright. Very vague updates:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We've not been much of each other, especially Cath, not even meeting us for break anymore (hint hint*) Xt, Angie and I still got meet one. But not as often cos presentations like, take up half my life. I hate school! i'm sure Xt and Angie does too. Angie got barred from UT cos she was late. But 9:15 so bo bian. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sigh so disappointed with grades lah. Cannot achieve ambition liaos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay goodiebye people. And sorry for the MIA to the max ah. :D i can't say it was worth the wait cos it's a really short post but i'll try to update more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SGzrwzDWNGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/TGmd1_mC0EM/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805291786056802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SGzrwzDWNGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/TGmd1_mC0EM/s400/sgnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-3382705002463568461?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/3382705002463568461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=3382705002463568461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3382705002463568461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3382705002463568461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/07/xts-pressie.html' title='Xt&apos;s pressie/edited'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SGzos_MmUnI/AAAAAAAAAc4/v_bVPrI5pRs/s72-c/Photo2111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7989084851925469759</id><published>2008-06-11T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T05:37:05.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a jet plane.</title><content type='html'>I was eating nasi lemak that had crabstick, and i was randomly thinking and wanted to ask both Angie and Cath w/o using sms-es, and also for all to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you both miss MPSS' chilli crabstick?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rmb how it was the craze amongst us. Woots we gotta go back there soon and get some! Hopefully it's still there. Even if it's not, i'm sure there's alot more than we miss over there besides the food - although there ARE other things we miss, like just the environment, food is still important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway girls, and to readers, i'll be sleeping early today cos i gotta wake up at a ridiculous time tomorrow. x.x so if you haven't said goodbye, don't be late! cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm leaving on a jet plane. don't know when i'll be back again. oh baby i hate to go. So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me. Hold me like you'll never let me go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww quite a fave of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/whNNAeKSNR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/whNNAeKSNR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/airprince24/music/iibgsGrt/chantal_kreviazuk_leaving_on_a_jet_plane/"&gt;Leaving on a jet plane - chantal kreviazuk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the "don't know when i'll be back again" is cos, you never know i might just die there. But i'm not feeling "i hate to go". it's just part of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me too much okay. I know it's not easy, so hard and so tough. hahaha but y'all do fine. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'M SO DAMN SURE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;YOU'LL JUST DO FINE LAH.&lt;/span&gt; i'm so angry. can you all NOT do fine and say you'll die without me? lol. wdv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kinda scared though. Arghhhh ~ goodbye cruel worldddd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7989084851925469759?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7989084851925469759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7989084851925469759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7989084851925469759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7989084851925469759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/06/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a jet plane.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-7279849917566628459</id><published>2008-06-09T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T04:40:24.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>water-spitting joke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/08/dear-miss-furong.html"&gt;http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/08/dear-miss-furong.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed at a few jokes cracked, and was drinking water all the way. But when i saw the ending part, (shall not reveal the joke yet) i actually spat the water at my lappy. x.x LOL. have fun reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SE0WgQkjndI/AAAAAAAAAco/ZZpBE7GO_XE/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SE0WgQkjndI/AAAAAAAAAco/ZZpBE7GO_XE/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209845087397453266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SE0WgQkjndI/AAAAAAAAAco/ZZpBE7GO_XE/s400/sgnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scarlett. 7:40 pm, 9 June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7279849917566628459?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7279849917566628459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7279849917566628459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7279849917566628459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7279849917566628459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/06/water-spitting-joke.html' title='water-spitting joke.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SE0WgQkjndI/AAAAAAAAAco/ZZpBE7GO_XE/s72-c/sgnt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1636105147699589386</id><published>2008-06-08T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:42:45.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yus bbq part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will be found at &lt;a href="http://noxc.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://noxc.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209551537843463010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEwLhbQ_42I/AAAAAAAAAcg/LJXNnrd-2d0/s400/060620082442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Told you i got new bf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hilmi, Loyang Pri, to St. Pats, to MI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1636105147699589386?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1636105147699589386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1636105147699589386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1636105147699589386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1636105147699589386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/06/yus-bbq-part-ii.html' title='Yus bbq part II'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEwLhbQ_42I/AAAAAAAAAcg/LJXNnrd-2d0/s72-c/060620082442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1024879430346666994</id><published>2008-06-07T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:08:46.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude of Yus' birthday bbq.</title><content type='html'>Okay. Some parts during prawn peeling were kept secret, and that was baking Yus's cake at Jerroldy's house. Was kept secret cos Cath wanted to go Yus' house surprise him and she was afraid if we blogged it then(we were at Jerrold's house blogging the prawns before we left, and cath going to yus house while i diverted to somewhere in between home and cath's place before going home.) Pics are in Jerrold's lappy if you wanna see the pictures, then come back in a million years from now cos he's seldom online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But! If you wanna see Yus' birthday bbq pics then just come back tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, a very special preview of, my new boyfriend! :) &lt;3 :)!!&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i'm sure many people are like "yeahhh right scarlett new bf. who'd believe?" hahah you'll see :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cya, readers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SErMZhBNvcI/AAAAAAAAAcY/nuKWfQAv1Ns/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209200657739660738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SErMZhBNvcI/AAAAAAAAAcY/nuKWfQAv1Ns/s400/sgnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scarlett.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 8 June, 2am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1024879430346666994?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1024879430346666994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1024879430346666994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1024879430346666994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1024879430346666994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/06/prelude-of-yus-birthday-bbq.html' title='Prelude of Yus&apos; birthday bbq.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SErMZhBNvcI/AAAAAAAAAcY/nuKWfQAv1Ns/s72-c/sgnt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-728722215076698101</id><published>2008-06-05T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T06:13:11.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cath and Scarlett(I), have joined Prawn Peeling IG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup, we're serious. We really joined it. Also heard that there's 3 competitions coming up for fastest Prawn Peeler? Yeah i know it sounds pretty stupid, but we're gonna train our reflexes for it. Wings Prawn Peeling, Annual Swift Prawn Peeling Meet, Singapore Amateur Prawn Peeling Competition and National Juniors Prawn Peeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right, here are the pictures of today's class on techniques in prawn peeling. Super gross but super fun too! We love Prawn Peeling. It's prolly the best IG ever. Oh btw to non-RP people, IG = Interest Group, as good as CCA. From now on, every thursday we'll be going to spend 2 hours at least training our prawn peeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgMbGTTwI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Jr7WqA_fa8Y/s1600-h/DSC01990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377998114508546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgMbGTTwI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Jr7WqA_fa8Y/s400/DSC01990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each of us had to bring a bag of prawns, 1kg. Alot right! -.- dunno so much for what. This is Cath's and mine combined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgLsca0LI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KfHGrKH5yyY/s1600-h/DSC01988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377985590808754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgLsca0LI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KfHGrKH5yyY/s400/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technique is to remove the head first and squeeze the hell out of their heads and make the brain ooze out. COOL! super icky but, cool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgLztNfkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/iiraq64Zobo/s1600-h/DSC01989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377987540287042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgLztNfkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/iiraq64Zobo/s400/DSC01989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peel, peel, peel and more peel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgMprF56I/AAAAAAAAAb4/6pYBHGCcd-c/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208378002026915746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgMprF56I/AAAAAAAAAb4/6pYBHGCcd-c/s400/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgNJzQ-vI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3tv22fIZV7w/s1600-h/DSC01992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208378010651130610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgNJzQ-vI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3tv22fIZV7w/s400/DSC01992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at their puny yellow brains! Confirm more stupid than us lor. LOL. SQUEEEEEZE. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfhJkNhhZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/oI6DmjTS5nE/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfhJF-NrPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/fM3mBwJvO38/s1600-h/DSC01993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208379040415460594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfhJF-NrPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/fM3mBwJvO38/s400/DSC01993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfhJkNhhZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/oI6DmjTS5nE/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfhJkNhhZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/oI6DmjTS5nE/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALOT HOR. Finally done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfhJkNhhZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/oI6DmjTS5nE/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208379048532739474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfhJkNhhZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/oI6DmjTS5nE/s400/DSC02005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Jerroldy's house. No one dared kill it(big fly!) so we just trap it with one of the many MANY tupperwares he has at home. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED. TUNE BACK SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anti-climax. hehe so that you all will come back :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-728722215076698101?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/728722215076698101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=728722215076698101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/728722215076698101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/728722215076698101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/06/cath-and-scarletti-have-joined-prawn.html' title='Cath and Scarlett(I), have joined Prawn Peeling IG!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEfgMbGTTwI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Jr7WqA_fa8Y/s72-c/DSC01990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-2999051103646559975</id><published>2008-06-03T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:34:57.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really am very the bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Name something that made you frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I DONT THINK I FROWNED TODAY. or did i...? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. What were you doing at 7:00am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPING? cos its hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. What were you doing an hour ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. What was the last thing you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, how much does it cost to go bintan for a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. How many different things did you drink today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo, water with those soluble vitamin C, water, Vitagen, coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. What was the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just happened to go downstairs before this, and i bought Vitagen, Tao Kae Noi Tom Yum seaweed and Kinder bueno. I can prove it lor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEVPmTctTBI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Lf3psEesab4/s1600-h/Photo2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207656063598152722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEVPmTctTBI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Lf3psEesab4/s400/Photo2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One pic enough right. No need take all -.- . The tiles are as it is cos it's the tiles downstairs, not of my house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. What color is your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Red and lilac white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. What is the weather going to be like tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmm i'm guessing rainy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9. Vanilla or chocolate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10. What are you excited about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11. Are you random?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12. Do you laugh a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really depends on who i'm with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13. Do you have plans tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think and i'm hoping so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;14. Are you ticklish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15. Are you typically a jealous person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Quite. I get more jealous when i realise i'm being jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16. Who's the 1st person on your missed calls list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin hao. that was 1:52 am and i'll bet he press wrong. No one else called me the whole day lor. Msg only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17. What's the 5th text in your inbox and from who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Tml have to prepare for Yus birthday. Wanna join me?" from Cath. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18. Do you chew on straws?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19. What is the next concert/gig you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20. What's the biggest disappointment to you lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;21. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;22. Are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, especially when i'm comfortable. But nowadays i'm so tired going to school that i sleep damn deep on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;23. When was the last time you used a skateboard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fell down? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;34. When was the last time you said I love you to a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to a friend? The last time.. I don't remember. :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scarlett.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-2999051103646559975?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/2999051103646559975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=2999051103646559975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/2999051103646559975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/2999051103646559975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-really-am-very-bored.html' title='I really am very the bored.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEVPmTctTBI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Lf3psEesab4/s72-c/Photo2033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-8074302075664271725</id><published>2008-06-03T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T05:30:39.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DMK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEU2Klkh_FI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ByHCu-usVMc/s1600-h/God-kills-kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207628099635772498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEU2Klkh_FI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ByHCu-usVMc/s400/God-kills-kitten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random picture cos i just blogged to say that i edited the Vesak Day post. Okay technically not edited, but added on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/79Z-KnEXQi/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/79Z-KnEXQi/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/BfYr8b/music/WtYgw8L4/chris_daughtry_over_you/"&gt;Over You - Chris Daughtry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know this is a old song, but recently started listening to it alot. Super the nice lah. I don't mean the lyrics at all. I just like the song alot. The lyrics kinda still grab at my strings though. Damn nice. The tune very me. Lol? Don't know why my version don't have more guitar intro. The version shown on Nick got longer intro than this one. This one one strum only -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway changed the profile image. So sick of it and never thought that pic was nice. My turn to put a pic i like hor. Cath posted it up at first, then changed it, but angie didn't like it and changed it back to this, means she likes it. My turn hor. Anyway you both think its nice also right. So set ah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-8074302075664271725?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/8074302075664271725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=8074302075664271725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8074302075664271725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8074302075664271725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/06/dmk.html' title='DMK.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEU2Klkh_FI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ByHCu-usVMc/s72-c/God-kills-kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1216523130703911287</id><published>2008-05-31T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:22:00.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best i found on Youtube.</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is nothing got to do with the three of us, but nothing to do with me also. Only verrrryyy little bit about classmate. Majority of post about complaining and rugby. So not interested just forget it now. I damn long winded one. Complain alot.(as (plural)classmateS say) We three haven't been seeing each other much cos we've been coming all at very different timings. In eight weeks, this is the only week where i've walked to school alone - and twice this week itself - alone. And my classes have been ending late, Cath's been busy with i don't know what, Angie work and something else. I have been staying back in school whenever i end late cos i ask them to go off first and don't wait. But i don't wanna walk back to mrt myself so i wait for classmates, whom most of the time stay back so i stay too. But everytime kana cheated of my feelings lah. Say stay a while also stay until 9pm one. Leave me to be afraid all by myself when i go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really hope i can make it for Yus's bbq though. So that we all can catch up. And hoping Xt, Angie and Yp are going too, but Xt not bringing Philip :x and Angie not bringing whoever. x.x i always damn loserishly left out lah. Cath's for sure gonna be busy hosting with Yus, so if the other two, then left me and Yp. Poor us right, Yp? Let's not talk about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, a short note, i still hate copiers. Copy also copy wrongly. Because this is a public shit, i shall watch my stupid mouth, and not ask for stupid trouble. But the stupid person confirm know lah, i think. So if you know please do something about it. *rolls eyes* Stupid act act as if you original. Then i say you copy also claim you knew it before or some lame excuse. Curse youuuuuuuuu. Stupid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know i am damn noisy and complain a lot and why cannot just close both eyes. Sorry lor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kd0kDxP04eI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kd0kDxP04eI&amp;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;I watched like, alotttt of different versions, but this one's like the coolest so far. I saw another one once when i stayed back with rugger classmate, where the two teams were doing haka towards each other. Coolios!! Wasted they didn't like, interlock. So cool. Liked it since younger, cos i saw it on TV once, just a short glance through advertisement, and was always interested in it, but never knew its name. Finally i know how to look for it cos i know its name! All thanks to rugger friend. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think real men are those world rugby champs man. Or those really body gong one lor. Rubgy players in general, as in team players, not those who just join for fun, are really tough men. Not those who go through NS. Lol NS men are probably 50 times weaker than them. Especially Singaporean ones lah. Now so slack and weak. Even get kway chap for a meal -_- I hear classmate talk about rugby, super the courageous man. Rp rugby, or probably Singaporean rugby, they don't wear those thick shit like in American football. They just wear normal shirt lor, and go around charging at each other like bull against bull x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmate said when he first saw me, he thought i suited the role of a sports person. o.O? I'm so fair and etc etc. He asked me join Touch. SIAO want to kill me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a little interested though.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEF5AbK7wTI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fAJcKEOGs9k/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206575692417581362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEF5AbK7wTI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fAJcKEOGs9k/s400/sgnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 June, 12:21 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scarlett.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1216523130703911287?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1216523130703911287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1216523130703911287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1216523130703911287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1216523130703911287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-i-found-on-youtube.html' title='Best i found on Youtube.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SEF5AbK7wTI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fAJcKEOGs9k/s72-c/sgnt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5937317499956150424</id><published>2008-05-29T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T03:09:40.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delayed pictures</title><content type='html'>Hi Girls, how's school been for you'll? Have not been meeting you girls, let's catch up during the holidays and the BBQ alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, UT sucked for me big time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SD6AAbK7wPI/AAAAAAAAAag/wG-QhIm6f-U/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205738964068843762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SD6AAbK7wPI/AAAAAAAAAag/wG-QhIm6f-U/s400/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SD6AArK7wQI/AAAAAAAAAao/pK2lVTLNn_M/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205738968363811074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SD6AArK7wQI/AAAAAAAAAao/pK2lVTLNn_M/s400/DSC01931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SD6AA7K7wRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9U5VGxtmiwg/s1600-h/DSC01932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205738972658778386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SD6AA7K7wRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9U5VGxtmiwg/s400/DSC01932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-5937317499956150424?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5937317499956150424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5937317499956150424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5937317499956150424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5937317499956150424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/delayed-pictures.html' title='Delayed pictures'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SD6AAbK7wPI/AAAAAAAAAag/wG-QhIm6f-U/s72-c/DSC01930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1958699310949877913</id><published>2008-05-22T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:45:48.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M DOWN! ):</title><content type='html'>DAMN THE STUPID FLU BUG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sneezing and blowing my nose on a gazillion tissue packets and I think my nose might just fall off anytime. "Strike 1" was after I stepped out of the bathroom. Many followed after I reached school. I suppose I was sneezing A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOOOOOOT&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt;. SO much until the whole class started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;imitating&lt;/span&gt; the way I sneeze. My class makes jokes out of absolute NOTHING but they are really quite* a lovely bunch of people:) Quite because of some irritating arses that would really go ALL OUT to kill your smiles. BTW, one of those arses was attacked by the buggerish flu bug too. He was way more serious than me, ended up falling asleep ON THE CARPET FLOOR. EEK ! :X Peace on earth man. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST show-off man! haa. My classmates are DAMN sweeeet!!! As mentioned above, the whole class actually knew about my condition and guess what? After I came back after second breakout, I saw 2 panadol on my bag. No one was at my team's table except a team mate of the day so asked him who these belonged to, he didn't know. Knowing that I would be paiseh-d to the MAX if I were to take them without knowing who they belonged to, I decided to leave them where they were and went on doing the PPT. A few of my classmates(the nicer bunch) came back from break and asked if I saw 2 panadols, I nodded and then was told to eat them! :DD I happily popped them into my mouth and Eugene(another classmate) was nice enough to share his water with me even though he might be the next victim of the deadly flu. Thank you guys! I feel &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOOOOOO loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know lah, most of you would prolly go "CHEY! 2 panadol only mah! What's the big deal?" Certain people simply appreciates teeny weeny bits of care and concern yea ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was almost late for class today. Windwalk-d to school with Shui Ling(some girl from MSS) and thank God, I made it on time. Didn't really feel like going school as something happened last night. Kinda confronted #(classmate) after feeling V V offended by the things he said. I told him in a V mono and "peaceful" tone but he seem to not have listened to anything I said. Ohwells! What the heck? Only 2 people(inclusive of yours truly) turned up for my team so was made to merge with another team who also has 2 person present. One of them happened to be # -.- Is this suayness or what! I survived it anyway. STRONG D*CK! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with XT, Philip and Cody at CW, Mos Burger. Cody paid for mine as I left my wallet at home. :P aww. HAAAAAA! Scarlett's class ended late and Cath MIA-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAAWR!!!&lt;br /&gt;My head feels REALLYREALLY ^gazillion heavy and stuffy and I'm still working. ):&lt;br /&gt;Bo chup already, going home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks Cath for the preeeeeeetty pictures! :D Shall comment on them when I'm feeling better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1958699310949877913?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1958699310949877913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1958699310949877913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1958699310949877913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1958699310949877913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-down.html' title='I&apos;M DOWN! ):'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-3315288186273133598</id><published>2008-05-22T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T05:16:01.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening on Vesak Day.</title><content type='html'>Met the Girls at 5.20pm. Was a last minute thingy because they had nothing to do. (yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Carls' Junior.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett was chewing her food, not fat please. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(still unacceptably fat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUeucMAGTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-QZz5qiSaGA/s1600-h/DSC_2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203098727685822770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUeucMAGTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-QZz5qiSaGA/s400/DSC_2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some road show in the middle of Marina Square's atrium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUeu8MAGUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/57UYQ109Ows/s1600-h/DSC_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203098736275757378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUeu8MAGUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/57UYQ109Ows/s400/DSC_2063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing digital cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUevMMAGVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SFVUzia6jx0/s1600-h/DSC_2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203098740570724690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUevMMAGVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SFVUzia6jx0/s400/DSC_2065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't many pictures of me because I had to take the pictures(duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling at Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUevcMAGWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/oZAUzsMCpJQ/s1600-h/DSC_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203098744865692002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUevcMAGWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/oZAUzsMCpJQ/s400/DSC_2070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUevsMAGXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Nfos_Jv96tI/s1600-h/DSC_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203098749160659314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUevsMAGXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Nfos_Jv96tI/s400/DSC_2072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfd8MAGYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/i5L2Vbfv0bM/s1600-h/DSC_2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099543729609090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfd8MAGYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/i5L2Vbfv0bM/s400/DSC_2073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the colours. Depicts tranquility to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfeMMAGZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Aved-Dx_d_Y/s1600-h/DSC_2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099548024576402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfeMMAGZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Aved-Dx_d_Y/s400/DSC_2075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big birds that were soaring. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(lol! super don't look like soaring. they were hawks, but look like crows here. hahaha :x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfecMAGaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5gYyaYcRSfQ/s1600-h/DSC_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099552319543714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfecMAGaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5gYyaYcRSfQ/s400/DSC_2081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raffles City's office building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfesMAGbI/AAAAAAAAAYI/koViLJhe-lg/s1600-h/DSC_2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099556614511026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfesMAGbI/AAAAAAAAAYI/koViLJhe-lg/s400/DSC_2083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett. Pretty pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfe8MAGcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R15ZtGjWD5k/s1600-h/DSC_2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099560909478338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUfe8MAGcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R15ZtGjWD5k/s400/DSC_2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the sky's colours please. Beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett. Super free~ feeling. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(the "~" kinda really gives the freee feeling. ~ ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUna8MAGdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/he2gq90nY9g/s1600-h/DSC_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108288283023826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUna8MAGdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/he2gq90nY9g/s400/DSC_2088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUnbMMAGeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fwvwy6xI9Wg/s1600-h/DSC_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108292577991138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUnbMMAGeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fwvwy6xI9Wg/s400/DSC_2089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett,like a model. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(i wasn't posing for this btw.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUnbsMAGfI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Kh5BOhnBs38/s1600-h/DSC_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108301167925746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUnbsMAGfI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Kh5BOhnBs38/s400/DSC_2090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUnb8MAGgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3eojfiHIgnc/s1600-h/DSC_2091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108305462893058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUnb8MAGgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3eojfiHIgnc/s400/DSC_2091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUncMMAGhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rNw4kAqg9bg/s1600-h/DSC_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108309757860370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUncMMAGhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rNw4kAqg9bg/s400/DSC_2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping, had a lot of light so my shutter speed was very high and that I could take them in fast motions. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(this one we weren't jump-posing yet. we were just letting cath test whether her cam could capture and whether there was sufficient, er, light.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn-8MAGiI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DcSpcIdADgk/s1600-h/DSC_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108906758314530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn-8MAGiI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DcSpcIdADgk/s400/DSC_2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping. (cropped)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn_MMAGjI/AAAAAAAAAZI/fhfQT_U1oKw/s1600-h/DSC_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108911053281842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn_MMAGjI/AAAAAAAAAZI/fhfQT_U1oKw/s400/DSC_2094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn_sMAGkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rRfi41PeQFw/s1600-h/DSC_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108919643216450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn_sMAGkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rRfi41PeQFw/s400/DSC_2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn_8MAGlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/69U2B9BJ-s4/s1600-h/DSC_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108923938183762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUn_8MAGlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/69U2B9BJ-s4/s400/DSC_2096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUoAMMAGmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Ddp7zs14F4A/s1600-h/DSC_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203108928233151074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUoAMMAGmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Ddp7zs14F4A/s400/DSC_2098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them taking me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUoysMAGnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/6IedGmmg9x8/s1600-h/DSC_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203109795816544882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUoysMAGnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/6IedGmmg9x8/s400/DSC_2099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUozMMAGoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IeStvMC7XR8/s1600-h/DSC_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203109804406479490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUozMMAGoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IeStvMC7XR8/s400/DSC_2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUozcMAGpI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_BXlT_PO4Yo/s1600-h/DSC_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203109808701446802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUozcMAGpI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_BXlT_PO4Yo/s400/DSC_2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUo0MMAGqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0ekMrn8RRlY/s1600-h/DSC_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203109821586348706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUo0MMAGqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0ekMrn8RRlY/s400/DSC_2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUo0cMAGrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/oE3xxsOQ4f8/s1600-h/DSC_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203109825881316018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUo0cMAGrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/oE3xxsOQ4f8/s400/DSC_2108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks at Suntec later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUpD8MAGsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tjp7Wt_4dS4/s1600-h/DSC_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203110092169288386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUpD8MAGsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tjp7Wt_4dS4/s400/DSC_2110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more, visit &lt;a href="http://noxc.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://noxc.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt; please. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Girls, add in words in a different colour, if you want, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cath. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Scarlett (and again, thanks Cath for posting this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-3315288186273133598?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/3315288186273133598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=3315288186273133598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3315288186273133598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3315288186273133598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/evening-on-vesak-day.html' title='Evening on Vesak Day.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDUeucMAGTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-QZz5qiSaGA/s72-c/DSC_2061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7278000578748857661</id><published>2008-05-18T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T09:24:07.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformed.</title><content type='html'>I know it gets boring for readers like Catherine and Angie when i blog about something irrelevant to the three of us, which is my life, but can i just blog about it a teeny weenie bit today? Cos i got a Transformer 'metal' thingy to stick on my lappy. So now my laptop's officially an Autobot. For non-crazy fans of Transformers, Autobots make up the good side of the robots. The bad side is deceptacons? However you spell it. Soooooooooooo cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDBWxoKpkcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/WBfqyNQ7ApU/s1600-h/Photo1917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201752980208587202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDBWxoKpkcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/WBfqyNQ7ApU/s320/Photo1917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDBWx4KpkdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Kp32kqiNx_w/s1600-h/Photo1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201752984503554514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDBWx4KpkdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Kp32kqiNx_w/s320/Photo1916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sings* WHAT IIII'VE DONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk that's it. hope that wasn't a bore. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDBWx4KpkdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Kp32kqiNx_w/s1600-h/Photo1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7278000578748857661?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7278000578748857661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7278000578748857661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7278000578748857661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7278000578748857661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/transformed.html' title='Transformed.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SDBWxoKpkcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/WBfqyNQ7ApU/s72-c/Photo1917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-6129150266998361131</id><published>2008-05-15T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:29:18.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The flu bug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Righto people, the flu's bug been pretty rampant these few days. Just a few weeks ago it was circulating quite bad, and now it's back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now let's see, Yuri caught it from his friend, who passed it to Catherine, who passed it to me. Oo Angie and Xt, beware! And, too, to all others who come near us. Mwahahaha -.- okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Errr today Yusri didn't come to school cos he was sick. We had UT test today. Catherine left school halfway cos she was sick too. Hope i won't be next. I just have to survive through tomorrow and i'll have a nice, long weekend to recuperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aiya Angie i send you the pictures also no use one. You also never blog. I shall do it now. Cos i don't wanna leave the pics in my com. Waste space. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCtoKpkWI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GjqpOILVdOs/s1600-h/Photo1828.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200605021349712226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCtoKpkWI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GjqpOILVdOs/s320/Photo1828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuIKpkXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Nc2U5HzVdH8/s1600-h/Photo1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200605029939646834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuIKpkXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Nc2U5HzVdH8/s320/Photo1831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuYKpkYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/P5SdXtPFZ7w/s1600-h/Photo1836.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200605034234614146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuYKpkYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/P5SdXtPFZ7w/s320/Photo1836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuYKpkZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xGHoMvTAFS0/s1600-h/Photo1837.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200605034234614162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuYKpkZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xGHoMvTAFS0/s320/Photo1837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuoKpkaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8KHOm81HT8c/s1600-h/Photo1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200605038529581474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCuoKpkaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8KHOm81HT8c/s320/Photo1850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't know why i'm always in motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxM9oKpkbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/qAXN1aZUg3Q/s1600-h/1_790594749l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200616291343897010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxM9oKpkbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/qAXN1aZUg3Q/s320/1_790594749l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywaaaay, i'm having High Elements module tomorrow after school. It's only once i think. We're gonna be doing all the heighty stuff and fall down from 10 storeys and die. I'm feeling damn afraid now. (5 mins later, i'm back at this blogging thing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay now i'm not so afraid cos i just talked to Xt who has gone for the module and she says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;when i feel the love is dead, i'm lovin angels instead. 20 JUNEEEE says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you dont take part wont affect the CE points?&lt;br /&gt;just show face&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;XT . says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;doubt so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i feel the love is dead, i'm lovin angels instead. 20 JUNEEEE says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;XT . says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cuz u scared of heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they wont force you one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;when i feel the love is dead, i'm lovin angels instead. 20 JUNEEEE says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit&lt;br /&gt;REALLY&lt;br /&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember last year or the year before, should be last year lah ah, rockclimbing for track. x.x just thinking of it gives me the jitters already. Zz speaking of some sort of paranoia, i was forced to watch ghastly videos a few days ago on youtube by kind classmates who deliberately force it on me EVEN FURTHER when they found out how petrified i get. From then on they keep forcing me.... People close to me who read this, you know how jialat i can get. PROTECT ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cos of that i've been more edgy recently. Yesterday a classmate was telling me some ghost story, and another classmate snuck up on me, put his two hands on my shoulders and "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;BOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"-ed(note the extra big boo cos it was LOUD). My feet were literally taken off the ground. As in, i really jumped out of my feet, arghhh i mean jumped. And then i got shocked by many other things today. But i scare myself. -.- Paranoia lah, think too much then 'see' things. Walau ehhhhh. I'm feeling afraid now :( SmallBro has gone China for some shit and i'm sleeping in my room alone. Parents not home. No one's here for me. :( i feel damn sad now. Anyone? There? ":(" to the max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To end, i think i screwd my UT today. Sigh. Life sucks doesn't it?&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/4332623986143833856-6129150266998361131?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/6129150266998361131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=6129150266998361131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6129150266998361131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6129150266998361131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/flu-bug.html' title='The flu bug.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCxCtoKpkWI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GjqpOILVdOs/s72-c/Photo1828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-2861764698975035117</id><published>2008-05-11T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:26:37.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, it's been donkeys years since i last blogged. my sincere apology to dearest Cath and Scarlett!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since today us Mothers' Day, i had dinner with my maternal family. i think Cath is treating his family to some fancy restaurant and Scarlett is cooking for her family. like what Scarlett said below, the shopping trip was indeed fruitless. ): waste time, waste energy. in the end, i got a box of face mask from watsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home seperately, prepared for church stuff and started working on a slide for my mom's Mothers' Day surprise. i didn't sleep till &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5AM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; shag to the maaaaaaaax! ended up waking late for church, chiong-d and made it for the Mothers' Day celebration. no one appreciated the stuff i prepared. fking sad but still acted 'normal' until i reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed and waited DAMN looooooong for the rest of my relatives to come to my grandma's place and headed to vivo for "Dian Xiao Er". MAN, they serve &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;heavenly food&lt;/span&gt; there! which is also why we had to WAIT, AGAIN, for DAMN looooong just to be seated. my uncle was kind enough to queue while the ladies went for a cam-whore session! :P oh! i saw Mrs Lee at the queue. she was with her son and mother i think? haha! i was quite sian-d being the only teenager who turned up but thanks to the food and the aftermeal Ben and Jerrys' ice-cream, i felt much better! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Phish&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(FYI, it's pronounced as F-I-S-H, FISH)&lt;/span&gt; Food Rooooooocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up real soon!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett and Cath, pleaseeeee update about Mothers' Day too yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;ANNgieeeeeeee! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-2861764698975035117?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/2861764698975035117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=2861764698975035117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/2861764698975035117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/2861764698975035117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHERS&apos; DAY!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-3613490363485773999</id><published>2008-05-11T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:55:09.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday! Continuation from previous post.</title><content type='html'>Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with MMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0w4KpkLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/cB_SRPvgv8Q/s1600-h/DSC01854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199111940393767090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0w4KpkLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/cB_SRPvgv8Q/s320/DSC01854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0xIKpkMI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2LDrK1sLW1w/s1600-h/DSC01856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199111944688734402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0xIKpkMI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2LDrK1sLW1w/s320/DSC01856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0xYKpkNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/eiQnFsJtrtQ/s1600-h/DSC01858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199111948983701714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0xYKpkNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/eiQnFsJtrtQ/s320/DSC01858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt came shortly after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of zoomed in pictures of MMB, I wonder where they all went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covering his handsome face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0xoKpkOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/yBxg3Z8tvis/s1600-h/DSC01867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199111953278669026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0xoKpkOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/yBxg3Z8tvis/s320/DSC01867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUSRIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All looking like shit in here, thanks to Scarlett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0x4KpkPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-Od4py1IvAM/s1600-h/DSC01870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199111957573636338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0x4KpkPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-Od4py1IvAM/s320/DSC01870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby taking pictures for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb2KIKpkQI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SzG0qRqmBB0/s1600-h/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199113473697091842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb2KIKpkQI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SzG0qRqmBB0/s320/DSC01871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb2KYKpkRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lo1HQgXKVu8/s1600-h/DSC01872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199113477992059154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb2KYKpkRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lo1HQgXKVu8/s320/DSC01872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like shit all over thanks to shitty dressing after training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-3613490363485773999?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/3613490363485773999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=3613490363485773999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3613490363485773999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3613490363485773999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/saturday-continuation-from-previous.html' title='Saturday! Continuation from previous post.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCb0w4KpkLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/cB_SRPvgv8Q/s72-c/DSC01854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5240699452589731807</id><published>2008-05-10T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T04:57:16.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers' Day pressie hunt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, so Angie, Cath and I went Orchard supposedly in search of Mothers' Day present. It wasn't COMPLETELY fruitless cos i did manage to get something from Crabtree and Evelyn ;) I got hand cream and Cath got tea(not just ordinary tea okay. it's tea from CRABTREE AND EVELYN. you know how much a box of tea there costs as compared to regular tea? just a brief example, a bottle of hand soap there is $25 when you can get 2 for $4 elsewhere. hahaha wonder if we'll have copiers ;D). She's gonna treat her mum and family to dinner depending on place. Angie's getting face mask or jewellery for her mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went back and forth to Heeren to NUM to see slippers, and not only slippers. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i got to eat subway again, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh98nUn0I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/7_9wCD7ZfUM/s1600-h/Photo1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198809799228432194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh98nUn0I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/7_9wCD7ZfUM/s320/Photo1882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later on, met with Pyi Phyo(?), Ben, Matthew and Yp. Yp joined us, and Matthew felt bad leaving B and P out so sent them to bus stop (-.-!) and then joined us again. So, get the picture so far? It's me, Cath, Angie, Yp and Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh-MnUn1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/nS_G-Vg_evo/s1600-h/Photo1890.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198809803523399506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh-MnUn1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/nS_G-Vg_evo/s320/Photo1890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh-cnUn2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/WmRSpy77Mi8/s1600-h/Photo1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198809807818366818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh-cnUn2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/WmRSpy77Mi8/s320/Photo1891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh-cnUn3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/U-hxZ3wiC2E/s1600-h/Photo1892.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198809807818366834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh-cnUn3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/U-hxZ3wiC2E/s320/Photo1892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ambassadors of Crabtree and Sb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These were taken whilst awaiting Yusri. More pics with Cath, including pics with Yusri! Woo excited? lol tune in again then :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p/s: i still haven't repeated my tops! MUAHAHAHAHAHAH! ok showoff shutup.&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/4332623986143833856-5240699452589731807?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5240699452589731807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5240699452589731807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5240699452589731807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5240699452589731807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-pressie-hunt.html' title='Mothers&apos; Day pressie hunt.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCXh98nUn0I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/7_9wCD7ZfUM/s72-c/Photo1882.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5961322146355160308</id><published>2008-05-06T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:29:46.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food poisoning?</title><content type='html'>Righto. Yesterday, Xt left school halfway cos it was bf's birthday and he felt that his module was tough so he wanted to go. Not wanting to make him wait like a lonely boy, she decided to go too. Catherine was going out after school ~ so as usual, left Angie and i only. Ate at CW again. Pictures, i will leave it to Angie to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, again, Xt had an after-school module, and Cath, same, so left Angie and i, again. Went to CW, again, and ate, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just browsed around for a really short while and left cos we both kinda had no mood for anything. Angie got shot at class presentation and i just got a bad grade, or not a good grade to me. So we left. Since at the interchange, i had already been feeling a bad stomachache coming on, but brushed it aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus, it didn't act up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither did it when i was walking in from bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly, when inside the estate 3 blocks away from my block, felt like there was two forces in my stomach grabbing at each other. It was daaaaaaamn pain. I carried on walking and made it one more block down, and had to stop. Wah super drama, but i really had to stop and bend down to control the agony. I was damn scared got ppl behind me and wondering what a retard i was. Heng got nobody. In the lift i looked at myself and i was pale. Damn drama sia, but now i think about it also like so cool. Like i was almost dying, serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i set foot in the house it was the 'runs' marathon. After that trauma was stabilised, i took medicine. The one that has many many tablets in one tube and have to take the whole thing x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCBg8dWkbKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Qi3fU-URMBk/s1600-h/Photo1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197260561773259938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCBg8dWkbKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Qi3fU-URMBk/s320/Photo1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCBg8tWkbLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/T6Wnk398d0s/s1600-h/Photo1859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197260566068227250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCBg8tWkbLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/T6Wnk398d0s/s320/Photo1859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCBg8dWkbKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Qi3fU-URMBk/s1600-h/Photo1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope i'll be well tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-5961322146355160308?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5961322146355160308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5961322146355160308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5961322146355160308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5961322146355160308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-poisoning.html' title='Food poisoning?'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SCBg8dWkbKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Qi3fU-URMBk/s72-c/Photo1858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1921377904295298551</id><published>2008-05-04T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T05:32:18.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures to the MAX</title><content type='html'>The day before Labour Day, after school. Went towning and caught Forbidden Kingdom at Lido.Before which, Starbucks to do RJs!&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; (scarlett in yellow)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Angie in pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie and Xue Ting. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(i think they look nice here)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(xt looks like she's 'arm-chioing')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iTtWka2I/AAAAAAAAARg/lAKoK1YYmNs/s1600-h/DSC01773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196488004530891618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iTtWka2I/AAAAAAAAARg/lAKoK1YYmNs/s320/DSC01773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iUNWka3I/AAAAAAAAARo/0E564XA5MCE/s1600-h/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196488013120826226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iUNWka3I/AAAAAAAAARo/0E564XA5MCE/s320/DSC01774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks is not a WOW, miss. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(we're HIGH on starbucks! :p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iUdWka4I/AAAAAAAAARw/8U0hO5DNioU/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196488017415793538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iUdWka4I/AAAAAAAAARw/8U0hO5DNioU/s320/DSC01776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett shows you what is unglam. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(i would really hate to leave it here. But it's making a statement man. Hope what this pic was meant for gets its point across. Otherwise this hideous pic is completely redundant x.x i beseech you readers, don't go click on this pic. Or save it. Or anything. Damn sad for me. oh and btw, the audience who were gazing on, namely xt and angie, were laughing hysterically lah. Curse youuuu, one day i'll get my revenge. Revenge is sweet ~ muahahha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iUtWka5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/IpkuWdAAnOk/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196488021710760850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iUtWka5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/IpkuWdAAnOk/s320/DSC01777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to show Yang Fu's pic but the screen changed too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iU9Wka6I/AAAAAAAAASA/4qK_1yXF4-M/s1600-h/DSC01778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196488026005728162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iU9Wka6I/AAAAAAAAASA/4qK_1yXF4-M/s320/DSC01778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Wheelock. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(i had just realised that we forgot to take a pic with Xt and was missing her, hence the face. We were like planning on the train already lah: "eh today MUST take a group pic man". And we forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qf9Wka7I/AAAAAAAAASI/heDmYXv3Eu8/s1600-h/DSC01779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196497011077311410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qf9Wka7I/AAAAAAAAASI/heDmYXv3Eu8/s320/DSC01779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(i clicked on this pic and noticed my forearm got shape eh! :x showoff. Bet EVERYONE who read this just rolled their eyes. Eh but cmon lah, i have nothing much to flaunt okay.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qgNWka8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/KgmZPbBXXtE/s1600-h/DSC01780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196497015372278722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qgNWka8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/KgmZPbBXXtE/s320/DSC01780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qgdWka9I/AAAAAAAAASY/ajiT4scBFiE/s1600-h/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196497019667246034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qgdWka9I/AAAAAAAAASY/ajiT4scBFiE/s320/DSC01781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(okay i wasn't acting cute ah. It's cos i didn't sleep well the night before and had an some shitto extra eyelid which made me look damn ugly. On one side only. So, cos this was relatively a close-up picture i wanted to cover the ugly eye. Lol.. Or else i wouldn't have put that stupid hand over my stupid face. but it turned out alright what right? lol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Cath looks good again! someone's dimple is SO obvious here huh. LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qgtWka-I/AAAAAAAAASg/0gY-Fxeno6Y/s1600-h/DSC01784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196497023962213346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qgtWka-I/AAAAAAAAASg/0gY-Fxeno6Y/s320/DSC01784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie with the shoe I think she wanted. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(i think she wanted another shoe with a strap over right?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(eh. i wanted the Adidas one, just posed for fun with this. elmo is a sicko! -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qg9Wka_I/AAAAAAAAASo/lKDsLKeWx5k/s1600-h/DSC01785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196497028257180658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2qg9Wka_I/AAAAAAAAASo/lKDsLKeWx5k/s320/DSC01785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo shit. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(I am NOT emoing loh. My legs were too tired from all the walking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2tDNWkbAI/AAAAAAAAASw/oCAAoLfPX5M/s1600-h/DSC01786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196499815690955778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2tDNWkbAI/AAAAAAAAASw/oCAAoLfPX5M/s320/DSC01786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Timers &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(nice-ded)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1NWkbBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/OGr2avL3hHE/s1600-h/DSC01787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196503973219298322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1NWkbBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/OGr2avL3hHE/s320/DSC01787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pose as Scarlett couldn't adjust the camera to stand so she held the camera as it took. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(walau this was a damn funny moment lah. How many times i kept trying to make the camera stand and run back there, and in the end it JUST wouldn't stand for me :( and so i had to hold it up and take them impromptu cos the timer's 5 secs or 10 secs rolled up.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(i was DAMN sianed due to some issues but it's rare that i am not working so went on to take pictures. i look horrible! ):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1NWkbCI/AAAAAAAAATA/TPMX7mIp7SI/s1600-h/DSC01789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196503973219298338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1NWkbCI/AAAAAAAAATA/TPMX7mIp7SI/s320/DSC01789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAA! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(nice-ded. but my cheeks look horrendously fat. rahhh~)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(i look SO 'paste-on')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1dWkbDI/AAAAAAAAATI/zczKWtf9DJ4/s1600-h/DSC01791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196503977514265650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1dWkbDI/AAAAAAAAATI/zczKWtf9DJ4/s320/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camera couldn't stand again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1tWkbEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DZVzUPN_-u8/s1600-h/DSC01792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196503981809232962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2w1tWkbEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DZVzUPN_-u8/s320/DSC01792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile ladies! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(far away now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3RnNWkbFI/AAAAAAAAATY/vMg6lqFsPF8/s1600-h/DSC01793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196540016584846418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3RnNWkbFI/AAAAAAAAATY/vMg6lqFsPF8/s320/DSC01793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture was suppose to depict Angie and I being angry while Scarlett will be afraid as she does not know what to do but unfortunately, I spoilt the whole picture by my stucked up smile. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(super act cute. But what else could i do to suit the scenario? lol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(im look reaaaaaaaal pissed man! haa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3RodWkbGI/AAAAAAAAATg/0PqvAKb6rxE/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196540038059682914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3RodWkbGI/AAAAAAAAATg/0PqvAKb6rxE/s320/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(the soles of my shoe damn spoiler sia.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(far but not as far. FINALLY. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3Rp9WkbHI/AAAAAAAAATo/5OAdQ5iCOQs/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196540063829486706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3Rp9WkbHI/AAAAAAAAATo/5OAdQ5iCOQs/s320/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(yay less puffed cheeks. Angie looks like she's gonna fall asleep though. Cath looking nice! Serious. Lol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(i was FORCED into taking pictures la. Scarlett looks nice here bodoh! Cath's as usual, niceeeee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3RrNWkbII/AAAAAAAAATw/5phMfLy6pk8/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196540085304323202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3RrNWkbII/AAAAAAAAATw/5phMfLy6pk8/s320/DSC01803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School on Friday and yes, my hair can't be any messier. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;( i was avoiding fat cheeks again. When i ":D" ah, cheeks damn fat lor. Only can ":D" from far. Lol. And my top like blend with the grass behind sia.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(i think i look extra skinny! LOL. i need to trim my fringe. speaking of trimming hair, should i continue to have bangs or go back to my old side-parting?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3Rr9WkbJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wiOotLM63-U/s1600-h/DSC01812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196540098189225106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB3Rr9WkbJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wiOotLM63-U/s320/DSC01812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This freaking post took me 2 hours because blogger is such a bitch. Girls, please add more description in a different colour. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(and thank you Cath. I recognise your efforts :) Cya in school tmr.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(thanks Meooooow! :D im like the laziest to blog luh. haa! )&lt;/span&gt;I'm too exhausted, took an hour for my own blog. Toh-long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(ok, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Love, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cath. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Scarlett.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Angie.)  LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1921377904295298551?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1921377904295298551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1921377904295298551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1921377904295298551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1921377904295298551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-to-max.html' title='Pictures to the MAX'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SB2iTtWka2I/AAAAAAAAARg/lAKoK1YYmNs/s72-c/DSC01773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7884253373747316130</id><published>2008-05-03T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T04:54:34.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 May 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wah i'm like damn bored ah. No one's updating their blogs and no one's writing me comments on friendster. No one's updating their friendster too.. So i got nothing to do.. Blank sia. No one alive on msn too. I woke up at near 2:30 today with a headache. I think it was bearable, but i don't know why i just felt like destroying myself by taking an unhealthy pill, Panadol. Other than knowing that taking too much of it will gradually make you immune to it, i can't remember what else isn't good about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i took Panadol actifast - the one twice as fast, and i think it's damn stupid. I think the only reason why it's twice as fast is cos the pill size is twice as big! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmNWkaxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZrAQggC8xvk/s1600-h/Photo1818.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196102393777122066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmNWkaxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZrAQggC8xvk/s320/Photo1818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the fatness of the pill. So retarded lah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm super bored. So anyway, these are some old pics from my phone. Didn't post them up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmNWkayI/AAAAAAAAARA/WTji1X6VyXs/s1600-h/Photo1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196102393777122082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmNWkayI/AAAAAAAAARA/WTji1X6VyXs/s320/Photo1518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the toning of the sky. From bottom is like light blue, then moving upwards is turning darker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196102398072089410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmdWka0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/MjdZ4C4VLV8/s320/cm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this, is an old old pic of Caramel Macchiato.&lt;br /&gt;Reason why i put a heart in the centre is to highlight that there actually is a heart in the centre. Maybe cos it was by the staff at MW and they deliberately put a heart there. Now that you know there's a heart, see the bottom one. Can you see the heart? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmdWkazI/AAAAAAAAARI/ayN6UPHGKbA/s1600-h/Photo1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196102398072089394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmdWkazI/AAAAAAAAARI/ayN6UPHGKbA/s320/Photo1517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmdWkazI/AAAAAAAAARI/ayN6UPHGKbA/s1600-h/Photo1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, right! Last night i checked my grade for Enterprise Module this week, andddd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Marked Attendance : Present&lt;br /&gt;Daily Grade: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See my tcher's comments k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comments for Team: &lt;/strong&gt;Good teamwork demonstrated as everyone tries their best to participate in the skit. Keep up the synergy in coming together to discuss and compile how best to present the solution. The team has produced an interesting skit to show the process of job seeking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The team has applied what you learnt in problem 3. Good examples illustrated and explained. This definitely has helped the audience to have a better understanding and analysis on how to write a resume.&lt;br /&gt;The content is well covered and relevant advice are provided. Fantastic research conducted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comments for Individual:&lt;/strong&gt; Scarlett, You have played a critical role to get the team moving and started off penning down ideas for FMT. The points suggested are also clearly written. Excellent observation what team 5 should have done.(i commented after team 5 presented) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;RJ: You do exude confidence, so that is crucial too ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: Catherineeeeee blogggggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7884253373747316130?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7884253373747316130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7884253373747316130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7884253373747316130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7884253373747316130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-may-2008.html' title='3 May 2008.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBxDmNWkaxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZrAQggC8xvk/s72-c/Photo1818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5433044198889384041</id><published>2008-05-02T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:10:30.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple meets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCvdWkasI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j5ftp76jzwM/s1600-h/Photo1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195819978202573506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCvdWkasI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j5ftp76jzwM/s320/Photo1807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning's sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Xt didn't come today :( Felt so weird without her. ImissyouXt! hahaha get well soon babeh! muaccccksssss hahaha(i can imagine you "eee"ing from here). So anyway, today's break was with Cath, Angie and I. No xt. Sianded. Lol. Cath was going out with her friend, Christine, today so left me and Angie. Had no plans in between church and after school so 'jio'-ed angie out. Lol just go causeway only cos damn lazy travel in and out of mrt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We ate-ed at Pizza Hut! Wooo rich girls to the max. Hahaha alright lah ;D Can't wait for the next escapade. LOL. Wdv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCv9WkauI/AAAAAAAAAQg/9xw3T56I8k4/s1600-h/Photo1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195819986792508130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCv9WkauI/AAAAAAAAAQg/9xw3T56I8k4/s320/Photo1813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pizza is MINE. Spags are Angie's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCwdWkavI/AAAAAAAAAQo/a1GzU1O1-fI/s1600-h/Photo1815.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195819995382442738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCwdWkavI/AAAAAAAAAQo/a1GzU1O1-fI/s320/Photo1815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were talking about Cody and his retardness. And i, saddistically kept trying to make Angie laugh by doing stupid signs to remind her of his retardation(-.-) when she was on the phone. Funny bodoh. Hahahahahaha. She was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;" ahh yah? uh huh..? hahahha. er sorry i talking to my friend hahaha also. haha. yah so..hahaha" LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCwtWkawI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vB49F15NmC0/s1600-h/Photo1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195819999677410050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCwtWkawI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vB49F15NmC0/s320/Photo1817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this was the killer bright sky at train station. Made my eyes damn dry and zleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I waited for some kind lateee guy to take train with so we both got company to somewhere. Take train only. Bloody felt like the kindest person on earth lah. Wait in the painfully bright sun lehhh?! Cos i going downwards to Dover to meet friend and go church. Lol. Meet so many people hor. Bzbzbz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCvtWkatI/AAAAAAAAAQY/TkYgw2oGuZE/s1600-h/Photo1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195819982497540818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCvtWkatI/AAAAAAAAAQY/TkYgw2oGuZE/s320/Photo1809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, i took this on the way to school today. Cos i thought it COMPLETELY fit this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Chasin the sun, trying to get away from the rain that's gonna come. Hope i make it all the way".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you see we're already under dark clouds and are 'chasing' the brightness? Cool right. lol&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/4332623986143833856-5433044198889384041?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5433044198889384041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5433044198889384041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5433044198889384041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5433044198889384041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/multiple-meets.html' title='Multiple meets.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBtCvdWkasI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j5ftp76jzwM/s72-c/Photo1807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-3428558225577229447</id><published>2008-05-01T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T07:30:27.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>It seems no one in class has given as much love to someone as i have. Or perhaps not give out love, but loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite sad to see that no one does man. :/ So affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Independence or safety comes before bf/gf/husband/wife first? Really? No one would die for your gf/bf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad lah.&lt;br /&gt;So sad that no one would love someone so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-3428558225577229447?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/3428558225577229447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=3428558225577229447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3428558225577229447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/3428558225577229447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-80298573850498613</id><published>2008-05-01T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T05:38:08.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yayy, Orchard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, last night, for the first time in 4 weeks, we 4 went past Causeway! HAHAHA. To further explain that, it's cos we've always only been eating at Woodlands and parting from there: 2 goes back by MRT and 2 goes by bus. Both Angie and Cath go to ToaPayoh i think. Xt and i take diff buses :( But xt other than Wednesdays have Philip to pei i guess. So i'm the loneliest. My best friend is the music in my phone. Ohh but once in a while i'll bump into one or two of the many people who also take the same bus as I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, back to going past Causeway, cos next day was PH, and Angie wasn't working, we all went Orchard. Xt almost didn't even go at all, but i was like "eh, camaraderie lah!" LOL 3 of us same class last year so she got the punchline. Yayy and she went. We called Ivy, but she was meeting someone else already :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were planning on movie-ing. I reaaaally wanted Superhero :( But timings weren't to my favour. So we decided on Forbidden Kingdom at Lido. Actually Cathay but we were at Wisma's Starbucks to do RJ and quiz and evaluations etc so Lido was nearer (so that we didn't have to rush home by 11+ to do and submit by 11:59. i forgot to mention that submissions are computerised and submission 'gates' are closed at 11:59 pm) Lucky we did lor! I reached home at 1+ yesterday. Would have killed myself if i couldn't submit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, Xt didn't join us and left at like 8:40 cos she had already caught FK. So sadded lah. Movie was supposedly 9 so were chionging from Wisma to Lido; haven't bought tics. So when i re-checked my phone(i sent a request to Starhub to check movie times) movie was at 9:45 for Lido and 9 at Cathay. So we didn't want to chiong to Cathay and decided for Lido. The last time i watched a movie there was like 10,000 years ago man. I had no idea it was so old school, and even the box office had no computerised movie timings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc6tWkaeI/AAAAAAAAAOg/p4YMLK1I054/s1600-h/Photo1775.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356177569180130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc6tWkaeI/AAAAAAAAAOg/p4YMLK1I054/s320/Photo1775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ta da! Movie ended at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc6dWkadI/AAAAAAAAAOY/o19ApZUchz0/s1600-h/Photo1773.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356173274212818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc6dWkadI/AAAAAAAAAOY/o19ApZUchz0/s320/Photo1773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it was almost a ghost town, although look like got people here. Lens not wide enough to show the entire shopping centre. It was damn empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc69WkafI/AAAAAAAAAOo/DFdDIEY214A/s1600-h/Photo1776.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356181864147442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc69WkafI/AAAAAAAAAOo/DFdDIEY214A/s320/Photo1776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc6tWkaeI/AAAAAAAAAOg/p4YMLK1I054/s1600-h/Photo1775.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Those standing things are manniquins, not people. Manniquins are so scary right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356181864147458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc69WkagI/AAAAAAAAAOw/IaizRkKs3uY/s320/Photo1778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been AT LEAST 4 weeks since i savoured the tranquil-as-a-forest serenity of 2am man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc7NWkahI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QVWJz-Wz7DI/s1600-h/Photo1780.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356186159114770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc7NWkahI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QVWJz-Wz7DI/s320/Photo1780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many more pics in Cath's phone, but she's not online now. So don't forget to keep tuning in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But here's what happened to &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; today - Labour day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a LBC activity, and although i slept at like, 2, (not only sleeping late makes me tired. School is excruciatingly eating alot out of my brain too.) i dragged myself out of bed and went. And today was walk-a-jog at ECP. I ran like, to the max and almost died-ed. Oh! Oh! I wore England soccer jersey today! With #10 and OWENNNNNNNN(!) ON THE BACK. hehehe/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdftWkapI/AAAAAAAAAP4/osnQYrZo-qY/s1600-h/Photo1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356813224340114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdftWkapI/AAAAAAAAAP4/osnQYrZo-qY/s320/Photo1804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;England for the win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356813224340098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdftWkaoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/EvXOzO4YSmA/s320/Photo1802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FYI, i used to think Mich. Owen was damn handsome when i was in pri school! Haha but never was really crazy over him as i was over Kwon Sang Woo or Zac Efron or all the etc etcs. Lol. But i've been wanting to get many many the jerseys since like, forever. But just buying one from Adidas or Nike is like $50 x.x I want alotttt so cannot. Rah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, BigBro just went to Batam today with gf and other friends for holiday. I asked him to buy me jerseys if he sees any. Showed me like a damn big bundle of cash in his wallet and i was saying, confirm in the bundle only the outside notes are real. Turns out all were real, but in Indo money hahahah. Like wahhh $10000 but how much in Sing only. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I messaged him "tc ah. don't die". Lol :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that wanted to have lunch at the newly furnished Big Splash, but not eat at Big Splash, but a restaurant in the area. But they didn't have a teller machine around so my dad didn't want, and got long queue. So we went Parkway. Or Marine Parade. When driving on the ECP, i didn't even recognise MP! It's been a thousand years... I'm sorry baby, i'll visit you soon! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdKtWkaiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8ZiDVRawlI0/s1600-h/Photo1787.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356452447087138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdKtWkaiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8ZiDVRawlI0/s320/Photo1787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc6dWkadI/AAAAAAAAAOY/o19ApZUchz0/s1600-h/Photo1773.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My love. I miss you so much. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You were like, there for me PP! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"In times of good and bad".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But i won't save you if saving you sends me to heaven. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. btw people, this is a song lah k.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right. I was getting damn restless cos my parents and aunt ate so slowly and i really wanted to go home, bathe, and sleep. I was sooooooooo tired. And finally, when we were off.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE TIRE OF MY FATHER'S CAR PUNCTURED X.X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was like, you gotta be kidding me. Can't i even get a decent sleep for working so hard. Ok abit the thick skinned to say i work damn hard but i really put in a lot of effort EVERY DAY in school. And every day i sleep late, wake up early, the tiredness just builds up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But okay enough of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdK9WkajI/AAAAAAAAAPI/u4S7J7B5lhw/s1600-h/Photo1788.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356456742054450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdK9WkajI/AAAAAAAAAPI/u4S7J7B5lhw/s320/Photo1788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the flat tireeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdK9WkakI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KASrtTSzVNA/s1600-h/Photo1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356456742054466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdK9WkakI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KASrtTSzVNA/s320/Photo1789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had to put out this sign to warn of, danger? or distress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdLNWkalI/AAAAAAAAAPY/frmY8zNHzXs/s1600-h/Photo1792.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356461037021778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdLNWkalI/AAAAAAAAAPY/frmY8zNHzXs/s320/Photo1792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Using a spanner to work the jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdLdWkamI/AAAAAAAAAPg/B8owEJkrvMg/s1600-h/Photo1794.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356465331989090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdLdWkamI/AAAAAAAAAPg/B8owEJkrvMg/s320/Photo1794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrench to unscrew the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;That's my aunt on the left btw, not my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdfdWkanI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lhwKnQLNvMY/s1600-h/Photo1795.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356808929372786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmdfdWkanI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lhwKnQLNvMY/s320/Photo1795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the car lifted from the wheel. Have to lift up so can take out the wheel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then tire was changed. Have no pic of the newly changed tire cos i helped and 'pumped down' the jack, bringing the car back down. So my hands were dirty and couldn't take the new tire. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well well, what material to use as an interesting post right? This post has both quality and quantity please. Give me a strong A ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmx39WkaqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/EuUb67_Pzew/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmyotWkarI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uRPj9YWUbkU/s1600-h/sgnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195380057587346098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmyotWkarI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uRPj9YWUbkU/s320/sgnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/4332623986143833856-80298573850498613?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/80298573850498613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=80298573850498613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/80298573850498613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/80298573850498613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/05/yayy-orchard.html' title='Yayy, Orchard!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBmc6tWkaeI/AAAAAAAAAOg/p4YMLK1I054/s72-c/Photo1775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5598831730535445975</id><published>2008-04-27T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T05:40:35.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Completely biased against RP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okok, readers, don't be too sad. I know not many people update their blogs much, and even if they do, it's at most once or twice a day. And when they really do update, it's not even interesting. Of course, i admit our blog hasn't been very active lately, but that's cos we've been really tied down by school/work/boys lately. But hey, when we update, it's like the light of the world lah! So interesting. hahahah. i suddenly had a lightbulb and dingggg got some inspiritation to blog. Hold on tiiiight, for a long post! Let me elaborate further to ensure a strongggg... "B"! or perhaps a weak "A". -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right. Okay, to first explain the "strong B" and "weak A" 'joke', i'm talking about school grades lah. In RP(i hate to categorise myself as part of RP. T.T) we're graded according to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1. Class participation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are required to ask questions/answer questions(when questions are shot during YOUR presentation) or else it would deem that you're unattentive etc. Or simply anti-social. -.- Stereotypers. What if i was some smart nut but don't like to talk. Damn you lah, RP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2. Daily presentations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah nothing much to talk about under this point. For my ^%*^$-ed up lecturers, they grade you quality AND QUANTITY. As in, quality of content, duh, okay understood that quality of presentations matter alot. But quantity, sometimes they say, NO LESS THAN 10 SLIDES. -.= And also, how you defend your presentations when questions are SHOT. not raised. SHOT. They hurt okay. I mean, sometimes it really sounds as though as they're out to bring you down:( although i understand most are just asking questions to ace the day's module, but they ask questions that throw you in a corner lor. Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3. Teamwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lemme just extract a comment from one of my teachers okay, and be done with this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" Comments for Team: I would hope to see members taking more initiative to start discussion as well as gather information from one another right from the start of the day in future lesson. Discussion should not take place only after I instruct the team to do so but instead it should take place spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;A leader and a scribe should be appointed for each lesson if necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Comments for Individual:&lt;br /&gt;Hi Scarlett, I would agree that the team took a long time to figure out what the problem statement was asking for. In future, I would suggest that the team fully explore the problem statement first before attempting the worksheet. One suggestion I have is to be more engaged in the problem statement discussion at the start of the day. I remember someone mentioned that the task for the day is to develop a program like simplebox.exe and I subsequently wrote it on the board. This is actually an opportunity for you and your team to clarify what it means by developing a program. Therefore, I hope to see you and your team being more engaged in the discussion for our subsequent lessons. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ouch.. That day, i got a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4. RJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(reflective journal which often summarises the day depeding on question. Eg. Describe one important thing which contributed to your education today. Sometimes they have questions such as, talk about your goal/goals in life). And then they'll like, although your RJ was interesting, your class participation and teamwork was not blah blah.. for that i give you a strong, B. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;%$%$^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;)*&amp;amp;)87083787627^%%#$#&lt;/span&gt; might as well give a weak A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRdNtWkacI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/J-BNY50sXbQ/s1600-h/grade.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193878760358963650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRdNtWkacI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/J-BNY50sXbQ/s320/grade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See, i got C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()*&amp;amp;^%$"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()*&amp;amp;^%$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(my journal is deliberately removed. siao where got let you all see for free. HAHAHAAH. pay money!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5. UT.&lt;/span&gt; (understanding test)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who says RP got no exams? THEY JUST CALL IT ANOTHER NAME LOR. This UT is a damn big percentage of our grades okay! No way is RP slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, now for the basic updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Xt, Angie, Cath and i meet every day at interchange before we go to school, occasionally leaving the rest behind, in giving up waiting and reaching school just in the nick of time. In simpler terms, sometimes we leave each other(whoever is late) behind. We wait until the maximum we can in order to reach school on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's before school. After school, we're like meeting each other every day too, tgt with Philip(xt's bf :D) and his friends too. Namely Cody, Lewis, some long hair guy, Audrey(sometimes).....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Angie is in Social Dance as mentioned in previous post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cath is &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt; canoeing AND Nath(as i mentioned we're busy with boys, it's only them... lol. peace ah people. i'm only insulting myself to be such a failure.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Xt is in, synergy? But only requires her to turn up during hols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am in, nothing! :D damn happy. Maybe i AM lazy, but i'm already so drained from school every day lah. Weak maybe. Wdv. I don't wanna try being more tired. I fall sick QUITE easily, so i don't want to fall sick. I'd rather concentrate on aceing all modules and therefore earning chances of skipping school! There's so much i have to complain about RP, but i'm lazy. These are the few lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we girls are doing nothing to spice up our looks. AHAHAHHA. Cos girls try to look hot eh? Hence the word spice up. We're doing nothing about it. Or perhaps ONLY i aren't. LOL. Girls in poly like, pedi and mani themselves, wear the "wah seh!" kind of clothes which make men take a THIRD look. What we wear only make them take second looks. HAHAHAHA. As in seriously, we wear like, okok lah, i won't say ugly (hahahha again), but i guess we don't go to that extent lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm like already dressing down almost every day. I take effort not to repeat though. I repeat bottoms alot, but tops, so far haven't yet ^^. So proud of myself. HOWEVERRR i like repeat jackets alotttt cos my class is like, freezing 0 degrees lah. Okok, figure of speech(like my 10,000 years i don't literally mean 10,000 years -.-) So wearing a jacket is like a MUST. if not i'll be turned into an ice cube. I can be shivering in my jacket okay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of dressing down, tmr's the day i dress down TO THE MAXXX. I'm wearing the RP shirt T.T with some other classmates i planned to wear with. Super ugly stuff, but camaraderie bodoh. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXk9WkaYI/AAAAAAAAANw/-6rfw7UMuYk/s1600-h/Photo1730.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193872562721155458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXk9WkaYI/AAAAAAAAANw/-6rfw7UMuYk/s320/Photo1730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGHHH i'm &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;- ing gonna look like an RP ambassador tmr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXlNWkaZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_Lps6l6BfZw/s1600-h/Photo1731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193872567016122770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXlNWkaZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_Lps6l6BfZw/s320/Photo1731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rahhh got the rp.sg -.- as good as MPSS's telly num lor.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXldWkaaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VSaOTrPjxtQ/s1600-h/Photo1734.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193872571311090082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXldWkaaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VSaOTrPjxtQ/s320/Photo1734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See, so poor quality got string hanging down from it. (i know, completely biased. string come out also RP's fault)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXltWkabI/AAAAAAAAAOI/b4F-NbggWjo/s1600-h/Photo1735.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193872575606057394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRXltWkabI/AAAAAAAAAOI/b4F-NbggWjo/s320/Photo1735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to end the supercalifragilisticexpialidocious long post(lol), here's today's evening sky people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: the supercalixxxxxx doesn't fit into the sentence at all. its just to emphasise the long post with its long word. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope you readers enjoyed the post. Tag okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-5598831730535445975?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5598831730535445975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5598831730535445975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5598831730535445975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5598831730535445975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/warning-completely-biased-against-rp.html' title='Warning: Completely biased against RP.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBRdNtWkacI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/J-BNY50sXbQ/s72-c/grade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-4614134725076097347</id><published>2008-04-26T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:23:49.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IGs</title><content type='html'>Hi, missed me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had canoe practice yesterday and now I'm aching a little everywhere(o.O).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie's in Social Dance IG, Scarlett's in nothing(lazy as ever) and I'm in Canoe IG. So yea, let's hope we don't get too busy till we can't get to blog at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much happening in our lifes besides studying and hanging out at Starbucks and random places. So yea, I'll update again soonish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cath&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-4614134725076097347?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/4614134725076097347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=4614134725076097347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4614134725076097347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4614134725076097347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/igs.html' title='IGs'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-8771592155380336095</id><published>2008-04-24T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:49:31.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few days back,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBFGI9WkaWI/AAAAAAAAANg/ylFfN-pWOp8/s1600-h/Photo1690.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193008965057014114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBFGI9WkaWI/AAAAAAAAANg/ylFfN-pWOp8/s320/Photo1690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; One of the school mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBFGI9WkaXI/AAAAAAAAANo/OJSUVR3-9hc/s1600-h/Photo1692.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193008965057014130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBFGI9WkaXI/AAAAAAAAANo/OJSUVR3-9hc/s320/Photo1692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was like, listening to;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"chasin the sun, trying to get away from the rain that's gonna come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hope i make it all the way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it was raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-8771592155380336095?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/8771592155380336095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=8771592155380336095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8771592155380336095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8771592155380336095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/few-days-back.html' title='A few days back,'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SBFGI9WkaWI/AAAAAAAAANg/ylFfN-pWOp8/s72-c/Photo1690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7172405440062948399</id><published>2008-04-21T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:20:22.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tall cloud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAyfE7rpsPI/AAAAAAAAANY/UA7Zl1CjdFg/s1600-h/Photo1658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191699377540411634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAyfE7rpsPI/AAAAAAAAANY/UA7Zl1CjdFg/s320/Photo1658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;That's all i have for now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read our past posts and thought it was very interesting lor. So if you're really bored, just back track. Esp the multi-shot post! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7172405440062948399?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7172405440062948399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7172405440062948399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7172405440062948399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7172405440062948399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/tall-cloud.html' title='Tall cloud.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAyfE7rpsPI/AAAAAAAAANY/UA7Zl1CjdFg/s72-c/Photo1658.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5855262519170846193</id><published>2008-04-16T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:19:18.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick 'bite' by Scarlett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since we've not been updating.....&lt;br /&gt;Here's some weirdo of the West i saw yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAYGQ3XsOfI/AAAAAAAAANI/230zwnu7DaQ/s1600-h/Photo1653.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189842507402066418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAYGQ3XsOfI/AAAAAAAAANI/230zwnu7DaQ/s320/Photo1653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first her back was facing me, and looks like she's talking to her shoulder or something right. I knew she wasn't lah, cos i walked past her from in front, and deliberately walked behind her. WHILE WAITING FOR OUR PUNCTUAL BIRDS.(namely xt cath and angie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAYGRHXsOgI/AAAAAAAAANQ/X-IvJ7qNxLs/s1600-h/Photo1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189842511697033730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAYGRHXsOgI/AAAAAAAAANQ/X-IvJ7qNxLs/s320/Photo1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; She was actually holding a jap doll with blue hair, and kept stroking it. See, i can take pic of her while facing her. So strong right. Somemore she started staring at me, maybe cos she knew i noticed and kept staring at her. Means she knows she's weird. LOL, really what. You wouldn't be so conscientious about ppl staring at you unless you know you look weird, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And she's wearing lolita style. Or lolita wannabe plus emo style. Hey, i'm not insulting okay? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So cool lor....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will try to update nicely tomorrow, if i have anything to blog about. today too tired. ciaoxzs.&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/4332623986143833856-5855262519170846193?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5855262519170846193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5855262519170846193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5855262519170846193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5855262519170846193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/quick.html' title='Quick &apos;bite&apos; by Scarlett'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/SAYGQ3XsOfI/AAAAAAAAANI/230zwnu7DaQ/s72-c/Photo1653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-8582197078641615567</id><published>2008-04-08T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:52:34.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>note for scarlett by scarlett</title><content type='html'>1. sleep by 10, latest 11 to &amp;amp;^^%%$*%$*^%ing get up on time.&lt;br /&gt;2. leave house by 7.10 to reach at FFFFFFFFFFF(i didnt say ucking) 8.30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-8582197078641615567?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/8582197078641615567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=8582197078641615567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8582197078641615567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8582197078641615567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/note-for-scarlett-by-scarlett.html' title='note for scarlett by scarlett'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-69257854824227591</id><published>2008-04-08T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:08:49.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday @ City Hall</title><content type='html'>Finally after so long, we three have taken another picture together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett and Angie were at Bugis before coming to find me at work on Saturday. They both bought the same bag which is brown in colour. Happy to see them as I was about to finish my work, the day hadn't been a very very good one you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the benches at Marina Square(best picture taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6TSBaX5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/mG2o3rLfF7Q/s1600-h/DSC01604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186873867521122194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6TSBaX5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/mG2o3rLfF7Q/s320/DSC01604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6TyBaX6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/WEYN2cESNR0/s1600-h/DSC01608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186873876111056802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6TyBaX6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/WEYN2cESNR0/s320/DSC01608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, so not in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6UCBaX7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/veGAIfr48go/s1600-h/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186873880406024114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6UCBaX7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/veGAIfr48go/s320/DSC01609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is funny.&lt;br /&gt;Result of having a camera take when it's on self-timer at night, on the ground. Look carefully and you can see our legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6USBaX8I/AAAAAAAAANA/lsZBTveHDyg/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186873884700991426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6USBaX8I/AAAAAAAAANA/lsZBTveHDyg/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we were taking pictures, we all bought accessories from Diva. Some were sold at half price so we had to get something. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was a short one because I had to leave early. Sorry girls. Now we can see each other in school every other day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you in RP-ing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-69257854824227591?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/69257854824227591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=69257854824227591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/69257854824227591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/69257854824227591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-city-hall.html' title='Sunday @ City Hall'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_t6TSBaX5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/mG2o3rLfF7Q/s72-c/DSC01604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5706183547241854064</id><published>2008-04-07T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:56:53.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation, and outt with Angie and Cath, by scarlett(again -.-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186506600572673730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_osRiBaXsI/AAAAAAAAALA/hDbzXx_m5Jc/s320/Photo1590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How the day began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186506604867641042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_osRyBaXtI/AAAAAAAAALI/CJ1KcWzeWyI/s320/Photo1592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And how the sun shone in my house. Can't remember whether this was the first day or third day or orientation.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186508043681685330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otliBaX1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/zGmTbfBQb70/s320/orientation!_040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Angie's and my school. STA. School of technology of the arts, if i'm not wrong. Arts faculty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186509873337753458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_ovQCBaX3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/QEzzAYx3Eyg/s320/Photo1594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(if im not wrong, pic is clickable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the funniest shit guy on earth lah! My group was supposed to perform chinese opera aka wayang and he, Jacob, was the main lead. The leaders ask him to pose and like, sway his hands like those opera-ers with the long sleeves. Then they suddenly stopped and planned the moves again. And he stood there, still with his arms still in place, for at least 3-5 mins!! DAMN FUNNY AH. As you can see but not so clearly, the group's in a semi-circle. My entire side of the semi was laughing and laughing. I stood behind angie's back and quickly took a shot. It's damn blur cos i was laughing, and so was angie. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186509873337753442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_ovQCBaX2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zZC39TI3IxU/s320/Photo159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And even had time for a second shot! HAHAHAHAHAHA. with the laughing, still have to adjust to be as stable as possible lor. not just anyhow take. WALAU EH DAMN FUNNY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(if clickable, blue arrow is shawn poh cairen, yellow is ZD, zhao duan i think, damn hard to rmb so we all call him ZD, and red is jacob. hahahahahahha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186514610686680962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_ozjyBaX4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/RGEV-asWQqY/s320/1_107216651l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Angie's and my group. Group 5 of STA. See the far left guy? that's jacob. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday. (earlier pictures than this on same day with Cath. post is to be edited tomorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(more with angie also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otkyBaXxI/AAAAAAAAALo/7K6TosYzFtM/s1600-h/Photo1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186508030796783378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otkyBaXxI/AAAAAAAAALo/7K6TosYzFtM/s320/Photo1604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otkyBaXyI/AAAAAAAAALw/TVT58qknPCs/s1600-h/Photo1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186508030796783394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otkyBaXyI/AAAAAAAAALw/TVT58qknPCs/s320/Photo1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otlCBaXzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EN-ELMwXREI/s1600-h/Photo1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186508035091750706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otlCBaXzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EN-ELMwXREI/s320/Photo1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186506613457575682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_osSSBaXwI/AAAAAAAAALg/O2Ze1wBynwM/s320/Photo1596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And a cute hamster we saw!! (the one right in front with its face as though its been punched in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otlSBaX0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/_8hzyxi06us/s1600-h/Photo1612.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186508039386718018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_otlSBaX0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/_8hzyxi06us/s320/Photo1612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THESE ARE THE KIND OF SINGAPOREANS I HATE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when going home ah, i heard the train from the escalator. Wanted to chiong, but WTH everybody standing blocking. FYI readers, you're supposed to KEEP LEFT if stationary! SO BLOODY IRRITATING. how many times i rushing then miss buses and trains cos of this shitholes lah.&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/4332623986143833856-5706183547241854064?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5706183547241854064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5706183547241854064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5706183547241854064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5706183547241854064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/orientation-and-outt-with-angie-and.html' title='Orientation, and outt with Angie and Cath, by scarlett(again -.-)'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_osRiBaXsI/AAAAAAAAALA/hDbzXx_m5Jc/s72-c/Photo1590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-6987487111634427895</id><published>2008-04-02T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:36:39.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>closed off, by scarlett.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before i start, i am first going to make it clear that i am in a damn foul mood and will not bother to sound interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am not going to even bother criticising RP cos ah. There's too much too be said. All i have to say now is hai. i am so traumatised about what i've seen. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seems there will be no new people added to my circle of trust. haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;Since it's not all about myself, shall elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine's fine with her class, group and everything. Looking forward to second and third day of orientation(while i, AM F. NOT GOING) with hai shi who couldn't make it today. She permed her hair too. kinda like prom night's, but not so high. for pictures, refer to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://noxc.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://noxc.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; at the moment, it's not been posted up yet. (while i, (just got criticised for the short layer in my hair, and the stupid woman making some face as though its... -.- diu ni lou mou, pok gai, ham ga chan la. she thought we're stupid and spoke in cantonese. cmon lah, i'm f. chinese also lah.) didn't manage to get mine done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Angie, is also fine with the people in her course, and group. Loving her faci(i prefer to call them lecturers cos that's what polys call them and i don't give a f. about RP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xt is just about as unhappy with her class and group as i am. almost there maybe, cos i am daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn unhappy about my class. Lucky got someone to share my pain. And we're in the same building, one storey away. Throughout of today, got break then whoever finish first whoever straightaway msg. She was like, "ehh i'm out come to level 4 now!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got who. oh bumped into some people who don't give a f about us, or cath cos cath acknowledged but the motha** just turned away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of ex-mpssians-currently-RPians were online at the same cos we were all the within the campus in our individual classes. Hongqing's loving his classmates, his lecturer, his everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZzZzzZz got handsome guy in my class, ang moh-ish face(!!) but not in my f. group. i think i've stabbed myself 10 000 times today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end the day, *stabs*. Have fun at school tmr Cat, Angie and haishi. i am going to enjoy late night sleeping and afternoon waking to the very last. haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE RP......................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yah go on and mock lah. i KNOW i AM damn f stupid to be there. go right ahead.although i hate it, i really hope i grow to love it cos i'm gonna be there for the next 10 000 years of my life. unless i drop, which i'm already highly considering. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-6987487111634427895?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/6987487111634427895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=6987487111634427895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6987487111634427895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6987487111634427895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/closed-off-by-scarlett.html' title='closed off, by scarlett.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-1650305970977703362</id><published>2008-04-01T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:45:03.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With love, Scarlett./edited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_JU3SBaXrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MnSKqjVroAQ/s1600-h/Photo1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184299429764161202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_JU3SBaXrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MnSKqjVroAQ/s320/Photo1563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; In dedication to all the broken lives out there(all those who ever get to read this), and all of those i've known. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's good to know you're not alone out there in all the shit and pain. At least for me, it's a comfort when i know i'm not alone, which is why sometimes when you really feel and know you're alone, the world turns upside down. But there, there. Now you know you're not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a solemn post, so i will not put a ":)" though i want to sound comforting. Goodnight fellahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Comforting as i may sound, my heart is really broken too. So you're really not alone, B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To every broken heart in here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love was once a part but now it's disappeared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(she) told me that it's all part of the choices that you make&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when you think you're right you have to give to take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT THERE'S STILL TOMORROW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FORGET THE SORROW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WATCH IT PASS THE DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AS IT FADES AWAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO MORE TIME TO CARE, NO MORE TIME TODAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But we sing, yeah we sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing without a reason to ever fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last train home - Lost prophets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1650305970977703362?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1650305970977703362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1650305970977703362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1650305970977703362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1650305970977703362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-love-scarlett.html' title='With love, Scarlett./edited'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R_JU3SBaXrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MnSKqjVroAQ/s72-c/Photo1563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-2557765286955242050</id><published>2008-04-01T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:45:06.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy, by scarlett</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm so happy, i'm so glad(this line is lifted from the theme song of Merci, the chocolate. ancient advertisement though), that my whole gang's in RP! except for Ivy and Adilah :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cath, Xt, Angie, Hai Shi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's see, who else's in RP;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sharon, Meihua, Shamini, HongQing, Aaron, (my friend 1), (my friend 2), (my friend 3)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i'll bet lots more. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But i am so fishing sad that, tmr's the day, i wake up the earliest in the last 4 months +! Sooooo sad. Even go work also don't wake up so early T.T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And i have to SLEEP early. it's now 11. is that late? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;tofellowbloggercath,cheerupdude.: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-2557765286955242050?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/2557765286955242050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=2557765286955242050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/2557765286955242050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/2557765286955242050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-by-scarlett.html' title='happy, by scarlett'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-4798835554080592131</id><published>2008-03-29T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:48:42.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rusted picture. By scarlett.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-5kgiBaXqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/gQjZRViH4gI/s1600-h/DSC00273.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183190731201339042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-5kgiBaXqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/gQjZRViH4gI/s320/DSC00273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's finally up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-5kMyBaXoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/uxYiWfXoYu4/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183190391898922626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-5kMyBaXoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/uxYiWfXoYu4/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And caught shaman online! yay! (shaman not extra hor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And cat, blog here moreee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-5kNCBaXpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4Ac9ohzEuhE/s1600-h/DSC00273.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-4798835554080592131?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/4798835554080592131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=4798835554080592131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4798835554080592131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4798835554080592131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/rusted-picture-by-scarlett.html' title='Rusted picture. By scarlett.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-5kgiBaXqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/gQjZRViH4gI/s72-c/DSC00273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-5679246152637265948</id><published>2008-03-28T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T09:33:33.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll show no blues, here. by Scarlett.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-0X3yBaXmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Irp9siQpsCM/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182824993261248098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-0X3yBaXmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Irp9siQpsCM/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Yah give all the critics, thanks. But i still love it. Love the streaming rays of sunlight peeking out. (unedited)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aiya i'll just say it here once and for all. NONE of my sky pics are edited. No glory in editing them and showing them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-0X4CBaXnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/cI3fHCjRLjs/s1600-h/IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182824997556215410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-0X4CBaXnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/cI3fHCjRLjs/s320/IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And Baileys completely trashed my mouse whilst not home. Left it on table and he's so freakishly tall, he destroyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no fishing idea why i'm feeling like fish.&lt;br /&gt;Or actually i do lah, wtfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just another one of the many many. 20 JUNEEEE says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm not exactly in a damn good mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't feel like talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"MMB 1 March says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whatever it is, cheerup ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go take bus nw using 55 cents,if the driver don't let&lt;br /&gt;let down your hair,comb hair,cut hair,wash hair,wipe it dry,perm it,rebond it and really cannot,GET DOWN THE BUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just another one of the many many. 20 JUNEEEE says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks for trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"MMB 1 March says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz,i laughing nw lei.ok la you go rest ! see you soon :) &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;(insider's joke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(and yes, he copy my 20 JUNEEEE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-5679246152637265948?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5679246152637265948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5679246152637265948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5679246152637265948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5679246152637265948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/ill-show-no-blues-here-by-scarlett.html' title='i&apos;ll show no blues, here. by Scarlett.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-0X3yBaXmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Irp9siQpsCM/s72-c/IMG_0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1065992764602941533</id><published>2008-03-27T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:23:16.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE WEREWOLF by Scarlett.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182485463211597394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-vjEiBaXlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1Dt2qpWS2Y4/s320/ww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Facebook changed the picture. So chio!!! The other one also damn nice can. Just as nice as each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182485454621662770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-vjECBaXjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6RMONcJOlms/s320/IMG_6736_Small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And Bellamy's pics as promised. But who cares anyway right. See the werewolf enough. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182485458916630082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-vjESBaXkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Tjwy_YeCctI/s320/IMG_6779_Small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha joking lah. His pics, ALMOST as nice as mine only lah. hahahaha. later his feelings get hurt. LOL. joking ah bell! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND I'M PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THAT ALL PHOTOS OF THE SUNSET, BOTH BY ME AND BELLAMY, ARE NOT EDITED. NOT EDITED HOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;butbellamygotcheatbyusingtwillightfilter!&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/4332623986143833856-1065992764602941533?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1065992764602941533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1065992764602941533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1065992764602941533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1065992764602941533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/fire-werewolf-by-scarlett.html' title='FIRE WEREWOLF by Scarlett.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-vjEiBaXlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1Dt2qpWS2Y4/s72-c/ww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-8332675607709019659</id><published>2008-03-27T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:06:57.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homebound by Scarlett.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stayed home the whole day. When i looked out the sky this evening, it was pretty in baby pink and shades of blue. So took a few pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJxiBaXXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nsUBDxiLCdE/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182387280259210610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJxiBaXXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nsUBDxiLCdE/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182387306029014450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJzCBaXbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nyp1ih2LxGQ/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then i saw a tinge of orange on the far left of as far as my eye could see. Seemed as though there was some other parts of the sky i'm missing out. Wanted to go out of the house and see whether i could get some shots of the other part. But then i suddenly decided to climb to the rooftop(the entrance door to the roof is&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;IN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my house, hahaha.) Only climbed once with Cath, Edmond and Yipeng i think. Just to see the night sky. Wanted to climb up once to see fireworks, but cos my younger bro wanted to tag along, my father disallowed me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJyCBaXYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Tiv_h1oxuAM/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182387288849145218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJyCBaXYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Tiv_h1oxuAM/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even from here, the sky's so blue. When i turned(back facing this ladder) and looked up, could see a little orangey sky. And when i climbed up, my heart stood still. And then it started beating really fast. I literally was "O.O" and "OUHMYGOODNESS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJyyBaXZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/c53Tw787ESs/s1600-h/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182483990037814818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-vhuyBaXiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DuAutijAmxE/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182387301734047138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJyyBaXaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sKWlDzX-TNo/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was, snap snap snap, and climbed back down to call Bellamy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Scarlett:&lt;/span&gt; hello, where are you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bell:&lt;/span&gt; I'm out now taking the sunset! heh heh heh(as though i couldn't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Scarlett:&lt;/span&gt; YAH OMG IT'S SO NICE RIIIIIIIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bell:&lt;/span&gt; Yah! Faster go take pics now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Scarlett:&lt;/span&gt; I already did -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bell:&lt;/span&gt; You go again. Now different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Scarlett:&lt;/span&gt; I just came back down! Eh my house where you know! Got rooftop garden, and climb even higher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bell:&lt;/span&gt; K lor(sarcastically), don't climb lor. Just watch from your house lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i went back up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182483985742847490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-vhuiBaXgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/eKFmLhMXbVM/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It had turned more orangey, and darker orange. Compare it to the first pic, this one's darker.&lt;br /&gt;Really wish&lt;em&gt; other people&lt;/em&gt; were there with me. The sight was breathtaking. I was screaming "amazing graceeeeee" LOL. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182483990037814802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-vhuyBaXhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6uVZvkklaOs/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then i stayed on just a little longer and it started turning reddish. Was thinking,the sky can't really get much nicer, so i decided to go climb back down. By then my younger bro came out and asked whether he could go up too. It was pretty scary actually, cos i'm afraid of heights. When i was coming back down, i was like "i'm going to dieeeeeee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And younger bro was chanting; -&lt;br /&gt;"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have three of the greatest brothers in the world. -.-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps when Bellamy comes online later to show off his pics from his to-die-for lenses and SLR, i might blog them here and exhibit it to the world. That really depends on how nice he is to me later ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-8332675607709019659?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/8332675607709019659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=8332675607709019659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8332675607709019659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8332675607709019659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/homebound-by-scarlett.html' title='Homebound by Scarlett.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-uJxiBaXXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nsUBDxiLCdE/s72-c/IMG_0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1107958545205682097</id><published>2008-03-26T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T04:35:45.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26/03/08 by Scarlett.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back from sending Cath to work(sounds wrong). Since yesterday, i've been on a fluffy marathon. I actually bought the America's In-Touch magazine! I don't do such stuff, firstly i don't read for nuts, other than humanities.(love it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And after sitting alone at MW Starbucks for an hour over just trying to pass time by, i started making my way home. On the way i saw more magazines and thought maybe i'd be collecting dust at home so i bought two more fluffy magazines - Seventeen and Teenage. Seventeen's still alright cos there's a little stories. I haven't even read a page of Teen cos the frontpage's a chinese boy-band. Look like 5566 or something -.- Very disgusting faces. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182000067482639682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opmyBaXUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UMcGOylDRFk/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(as you can see, i deliberately covered the coverpage of Teenage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seventeen, although story-filled, is also pretty much a waste of cash. The fashion tips are so unrealistic and not even nice. They recommend like, "this this this, $207, where where where" Zz. And it's supposed to be for 17-year olds. -.- They take pictures of people whom supposedly have good fashion sense that hit the streets, yet their clothes really can go no further than my grandma's. There's this part on questionnaires about men from teenage girls: -(by memory. the book's not by my side and i'm lazy to go get it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl: What's up with men and chauvinism? Why do they always act like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man: Men are afraid that they'll appear soft and like sissies, and it's their way of keeping the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl: Why do men act interested to women who have interests in them and lead them on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man: Men like the attention, and this may sound wrong, but, some guys are thinking that they might 'get lucky'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is this world becoming? Asians trying to follow the ang moh 'customs'. Tsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, after getting the magazines, i was thinking to myself, how could i be such a bimbo? I NEVER buy anything else other than 8 days. Most of the time i buy it to read the synopsises of drama serials and read on the local celebs. i used to love Jacelyn Tay, Joanne Peh, Felicia Chin and other uprising artistes. But now that i've stopped watching Ch8 serials, other than once in a while switching to the channel when the programme i was watching was showing advertisements, i don't watch them anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okok back to thinking myself a bimbo, so i actually walked into MPH and bought "chicken soup for the teen soul" cos with all the bimbotic books in my hands, i had to balance it. My mum has a few chicken soups, but never read them. Sekali got for teenage soul.. i'd kill myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182000071777606994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opnCBaXVI/AAAAAAAAAII/yE0ISOq9Wes/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't believe i just spent $24 bucks on a non-fiction book! FYI i NEVER spend on books, other than textbooks cos i don't have a choice. So $24 is alot! Wanted to get this book called "Responding to globalisation". So geographical and Social Studies. I think it's a local book cos when i opened the book, there were sub-headings such as "attracting foreign talent" etc. Really wanted to read it, but it was like $30+++ so i couldn't bear to. After all, it's a book! Unless i was sponsored. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, check out my pretty laptop ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182000067482639666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opmyBaXTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QTW0GFsTdOY/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182000063187672354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opmiBaXSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/sInMcqQ_7eA/s320/IMG_0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And one rose bud just broke off from one of the stems from the bouquet. o.O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182000076072574306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opnSBaXWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2xFS12zg5fs/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This evening's sky, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181999848439307538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opaCBaXRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sXEJCng1ubY/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two mornings ago, i slept at 4am+++, and woke up at 6:30+++ to take the sunrise sky. But there wasn't any, but for a few cracks of gold and orange on the left as you can see. Although it really isn't anything much,i still love it cos the sky's always so beautiful! Just too bad nothing beats the eye lah. I mean, this picture shows the sky, but nothing beats being there, no? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181999745360092418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opUCBaXQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qf4YEeZnTE4/s320/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the moon hadn't gone down yet. It was a pretty sight, but my camera can't focus too good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The end.&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/4332623986143833856-1107958545205682097?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1107958545205682097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1107958545205682097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1107958545205682097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1107958545205682097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/260308-by-scarlett.html' title='26/03/08 by Scarlett.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-opmyBaXUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UMcGOylDRFk/s72-c/IMG_0350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-911366988631397510</id><published>2008-03-24T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:42:34.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-fnKCBaXPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aVTiFsvmyEs/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181364055840546034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-fnKCBaXPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aVTiFsvmyEs/s320/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and this means,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY CAMERA HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN RESURRECTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Standing ovations please!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And many more to come babeh. =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/4332623986143833856-911366988631397510?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/911366988631397510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=911366988631397510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/911366988631397510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/911366988631397510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/supper.html' title='Supper'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-fnKCBaXPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aVTiFsvmyEs/s72-c/IMG_0340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-8700271011086548231</id><published>2008-03-22T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:37:45.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yp bday Part II (a)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VLzyBaXMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-V00a3APNGA/s1600-h/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180630299332730050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VLzyBaXMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-V00a3APNGA/s320/DSC00727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Supposedly oreo cheescake. But we all agree it was a failed one. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VL0SBaXNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rsOhlZOPgf4/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180630307922664658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VL0SBaXNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rsOhlZOPgf4/s320/DSC00728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Yangfu caught "unglam"(rolls eyes*) hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK2CBaXII/AAAAAAAAAGg/UZBKWBoBy4M/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180629238475807874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK2CBaXII/AAAAAAAAAGg/UZBKWBoBy4M/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Flipped for the oreo to be on top. And we didn't have sugar icing(or some people same icing sugar) so we used spaghetti! hahaha. linguine actually. MMB = Moon Moon Bird btw, cos his yi peng the peng in chinese is two "yue"s and a "niao". HAHAHAHAHAH. that's for making slog out guts out yp!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180629247065742498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK2iBaXKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3jV9CLfXGME/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Poor busy me looking for materials etc while they indulge in phototaking. Enslaving myself for the work of art. (you'll see what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK2SBaXJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/p6qpEUR9LgM/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180629242770775186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK2SBaXJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/p6qpEUR9LgM/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180631583527951586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VM-iBaXOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jhTacCYXY68/s320/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Walau i did almost everything myself.(You'll see what i mean again later) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;[edit by cath]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;eh.. I was being DJ of the night ok. My songs played were choosen with my impeccable great taste. How could you~~ :O And Jerrold slacked the most lor, I was busy-ing with the cake so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK2yBaXLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/D8gAJlrvWvc/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180629251360709810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK2yBaXLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/D8gAJlrvWvc/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[/edit by cath]&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180628284993068082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VJ-iBaXDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IapgMlE7lj0/s320/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&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;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Catherine's mum sent us to BR, but cos she wasn't familiar with the roads she went pretty slowly and we didn't make it in time for 12am (-.-) But to hell with that. it's reaaally the thought that counts can. So we decorated the void deck with the artsy stuff and had to choose a corner under the stairs cos wind was strong for candles to be lit. So touching can. Walau why nobody do surprises for my birthday T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then after making sure the candle-deco was stable, Cath and i took the lift to the tenth floor(TO THINK OF IT, IT'S LITERALLY CHUP LAO. HAHAHAHAHA) and to our horrors of horror(lol), his house door was open! Sister still awake, door wide open. We were thinking of leaving a note at the door, ring the bell and run. But the door was open! How?! (lol) I managed to sneak without the sister seeing. Damn hard lah. Had to like stand aside making sure i wasn't visible from inside, and stick my hand outwards to paste the note on the floor. (yp you owe us your life.) note roughly said: GO DOWN. TO YIPENG. then i rang the bell, and ran with cat who was waiting at the stairs. Run like the wind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Cat made me run UP -.- i was saying, what if we take the lift down then meet him in the lift -.-! But we didn't anyway. And we hid. With Jerrold. Stupid thing was when he found us Cat tried to run. LOL. (won't get offended right, cat? :X)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180629234180840562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VK1yBaXHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_8JJP1E75oE/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See my artsy masterpiece. hahaha. jerrold helped abit also. with the cutting. Catherine ah.. tsktsk. the oreo cake was her and Jerrold's credit btw. I only crushed the oreos. But was damn hard. Really not easy. REALLY. Lol. Making the cake wasn't easy too, so good work, men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180628302172937314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VJ_iBaXGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sVgJeRJ0H5U/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180628297877970002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VJ_SBaXFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3UMQPvNZrNY/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VJ-iBaXCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kf42xQX6v34/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VJ-yBaXEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/EFdF6i3yL2Y/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180628289288035394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VJ-yBaXEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/EFdF6i3yL2Y/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 16 candles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all i have for now. HAHAHAHA so anti-climax. No thanks to Jerrold and his Tupperware mum. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anyway, i tried to write the note as much as i could to look like Chuiling's handwriting - Cath's idea so as to mislead him. So i asked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scarlett:&lt;/strong&gt; did you think it was Chuiling they all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yp:&lt;/strong&gt; huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scarlett:&lt;/strong&gt; the note, i wrote it as Chuiling-ish as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yp:&lt;/strong&gt; No? I see it only straightaway think "oh. must be scarlett they all"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scarlett:&lt;/strong&gt; you can recognise my handwriting one meh. got see before meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yp:&lt;/strong&gt; yah? anyway Cl's handwritng not like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-.-......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the full setting of the decorations together with the candles and the stayover pics, CANDID SHOTS(must be a fave hit for readers to see us bloggers in our ugliest moments)tune in again, to shared-recounts.blogspot.com soon! hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh btw we got him a pair of new converse shoes and an Adidas watch. Both can kill already okay. Think cheap ah. Converse nowadays so bloody ex.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-8700271011086548231?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/8700271011086548231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=8700271011086548231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8700271011086548231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8700271011086548231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/yp-bday-part-ii.html' title='Yp bday Part II (a)'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-VLzyBaXMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-V00a3APNGA/s72-c/DSC00727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-8259336111426479735</id><published>2008-03-21T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:42:15.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yp bday Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-Pk3iBaXBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/v5Vh0q0lzTI/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180235639082867730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-Pk3iBaXBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/v5Vh0q0lzTI/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking ugly there(scarlett), i know but too bad it's yp's bday's group pic so gotta post it up anyway. Cath and I went over in sleep-over clothes cos we were planning sleepover(and we did, at yp's house) which explains our any-o-how wear okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Only managed to get one pic from Jerrold ytd cos i wasn't at the comp and after he sent one, he alrd gtg. So anticipate the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-8259336111426479735?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/8259336111426479735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=8259336111426479735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8259336111426479735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/8259336111426479735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/yp-bday-part-i.html' title='Yp bday Part I'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-Pk3iBaXBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/v5Vh0q0lzTI/s72-c/DSC00848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-4175267857064418824</id><published>2008-03-20T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:37:26.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah!</title><content type='html'>From the three of us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Good Friday to all fellow Christians! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a very blessed year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for each other, all He has done for us and for forgiving all our sins. Let us not take for granted for all he has done for us. Let our faith grow in the name of the Lord. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Lord does not care so much for the importance of our works as for the love with which they are done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;cath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-4175267857064418824?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/4175267857064418824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=4175267857064418824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4175267857064418824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4175267857064418824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-1129844898280603314</id><published>2008-03-20T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:28:35.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi-shots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pictures taken with built-in camera. At Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pics are very similar, but have differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718713998990114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOuiBaWyI/AAAAAAAAADw/weUr4AAFifM/s320/Picture+0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ang moh pai Part II. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179721724771064802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IRdyBaW-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GFBuHYgUZPo/s320/949323354l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;( in contrast to Ang Moh Pai Part I)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718709704022786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOuSBaWwI/AAAAAAAAADg/1sTTHxKL7pg/s320/Picture+0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOuCBaWvI/AAAAAAAAADY/rjmZV-OGVwo/s1600-h/Picture+0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718705409055474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOuCBaWvI/AAAAAAAAADY/rjmZV-OGVwo/s320/Picture+0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOtyBaWuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zFhS2NznisY/s1600-h/Picture+0000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718701114088162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOtyBaWuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zFhS2NznisY/s320/Picture+0000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIiBaW4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/prxc50eyxyM/s1600-h/Picture+0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179719160675588994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIiBaW4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/prxc50eyxyM/s320/Picture+0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIiBaW5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/nXHu5wanqcg/s1600-h/Picture+0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179719160675589010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIiBaW5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/nXHu5wanqcg/s320/Picture+0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIyBaW6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/3TZnVNaaNtg/s1600-h/Picture+0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179719164970556322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIyBaW6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/3TZnVNaaNtg/s320/Picture+0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally i'm the girl.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite pic of the day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179721724771064818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IRdyBaW_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/p5hM1D9KQvE/s320/P1080266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;( in contrast to this - completely looking like the guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIyBaW7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZY0X-Uj4Tjk/s1600-h/Picture+0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179719164970556338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIyBaW7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZY0X-Uj4Tjk/s320/Picture+0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catherine looking ah lian. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIyBaW8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/lC2NfoEvFNc/s1600-h/Picture+0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179719164970556354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IPIyBaW8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/lC2NfoEvFNc/s320/Picture+0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Excited. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO5iBaWzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lLk1XhloQ5U/s1600-h/Picture+0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718902977551154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO5iBaWzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lLk1XhloQ5U/s320/Picture+0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Favourite pic of the day No.2 (on par)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO5yBaW0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q1RMcgEjuXc/s1600-h/Picture+0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718907272518466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO5yBaW0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q1RMcgEjuXc/s320/Picture+0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO5yBaW1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/e56ANvywQ9I/s1600-h/Picture+0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718907272518482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO5yBaW1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/e56ANvywQ9I/s320/Picture+0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO6CBaW2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GMkGezTi2z0/s1600-h/Picture+0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718911567485794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO6CBaW2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GMkGezTi2z0/s320/Picture+0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO6CBaW3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/MguDSkgpEuk/s1600-h/Picture+0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718911567485810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IO6CBaW3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/MguDSkgpEuk/s320/Picture+0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOuSBaWxI/AAAAAAAAADo/ffFq4Zx1kiY/s1600-h/Picture+0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179718709704022802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOuSBaWxI/AAAAAAAAADo/ffFq4Zx1kiY/s320/Picture+0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1129844898280603314?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1129844898280603314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1129844898280603314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1129844898280603314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1129844898280603314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/multi-shots.html' title='Multi-shots.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-IOuiBaWyI/AAAAAAAAADw/weUr4AAFifM/s72-c/Picture+0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1724964195931680365</id><published>2008-03-19T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:47:47.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet i know that the goal is to keep me from falling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-FRp4eZSrI/AAAAAAAAADI/1GPFIhrMTHI/s1600-h/Follow_your_heart_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179510826429139634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-FRp4eZSrI/AAAAAAAAADI/1GPFIhrMTHI/s320/Follow_your_heart_by_gilad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever happened to "follow your heart"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1724964195931680365?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1724964195931680365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1724964195931680365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1724964195931680365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1724964195931680365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/yet-i-know-that-goal-is-to-keep-me-from.html' title='Yet i know that the goal is to keep me from falling.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-FRp4eZSrI/AAAAAAAAADI/1GPFIhrMTHI/s72-c/Follow_your_heart_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-6842497827508666204</id><published>2008-03-19T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:36:47.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at the 4:44 am post, second para, last line!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"............and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIRED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my fingers". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*coma*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*dies*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh btw, it's TIRE my fingers for those who don't understand. The English tense is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Scarlett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-6842497827508666204?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/6842497827508666204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=6842497827508666204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6842497827508666204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6842497827508666204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/ohhhh-nooooooooooooo.html' title='OHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-1037154852617299556</id><published>2008-03-19T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T05:11:36.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello! :D&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Angie;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1037154852617299556?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1037154852617299556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1037154852617299556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1037154852617299556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1037154852617299556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-hello-d-bye-hugs-angie.html' title=''/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-5280499868070889422</id><published>2008-03-18T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:44:52.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's 4:44 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Screw the blogger clock. Yeah to many people may not be very late. I'm plainly awake cos i have nothing better to do. It isn't really late to me either cos i don't feel tired at all and when on holiday, i don't really look at the time much. ^^ Bet maaaany people are jealous of my happy and carefree life that they're hating me now. Maybe it's the caramel macchiato that i can't sleep, or maybe its the new lappy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, stop guessing or being doubtful about the word "lappy". i'm not showing off lah, okay. Everybody gets new laptops when they go to poly. No big thing, i know. Moreover, with this shit school i'm in, laptops are compulsory. Unlike Catherine, i didn't get the lighweight one, although it's more compact and portable. But cos i'm in designing school(or is it IT?), i prolly would need a bigger, clearer screen to do my stuff in. And i think with bigger keypads, it's easier to type and won't make so much mistakes when i'm doing projectwork or anything that requires alot of typing, like blogging also. i can just make-do with the weight by carrying perhaps a haversack or in my arms. will be inconvenient, but i don't wanna spoil my eyes and tired my fingers with a small laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, went to get my enrolment stuff done, get new lappy and to meet Catherine and Jerrold at Orchard MRT. First stop was Korean food(!!) at Cine. Love it. And by the way, it's the K food at the food court, not the restaurant. If any of you are actually there, try the BBQ chicken set. Heavenly! *slurps* (i think i'm pressing on my keypads too hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, then it was STARBUCKS CARAMEL MACCHIATO!!! All three of us &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we sent Jerrold to go meet his mum, aka Aunty Tupperware?(loll) and brother, Jon, and left. Went just walking around and decided to find pressies for Wenbin and Robin's birthdays which are coming up. And a laptop bag. Oh, and Cath and i got screen protectors for our phone and got one for Alwyn too. Cos looking at the countless scratches on his phone, no doubt he needs one although he may not even bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So not looking forward to going back to school. I love this liberty man. So reluctant to be bound by timetables again. And curfews. I mean early curfews. Like "oh no, it's 8:30. gotta go home and do hw" or "must sleep early cos gotta go sch tmr". Sigh. I hate singapore and it's competitive education and work system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so anyway, Cath and i after getting some stuff, went to Istana park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-AhZYeZSpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wLWA8iPikYs/s1600-h/DSC_1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179176291426454162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-AhZYeZSpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wLWA8iPikYs/s320/DSC_1558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-AhZ4eZSqI/AAAAAAAAADA/Q-1DuXM-i0U/s1600-h/DSC_1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179176300016388770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-AhZ4eZSqI/AAAAAAAAADA/Q-1DuXM-i0U/s320/DSC_1557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't have adobe here so y'all will just have to make do with the darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people who read this blog, please take the effort to leave a comment or tag? otherwise it'd be so discouraging lahhhhh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-5280499868070889422?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/5280499868070889422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=5280499868070889422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5280499868070889422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/5280499868070889422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-413-am.html' title='it&apos;s 4:44 am'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R-AhZYeZSpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wLWA8iPikYs/s72-c/DSC_1558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-6165415888901673659</id><published>2008-03-16T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T09:29:37.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hydrocortisone and eurax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hydrocortisone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hydrocortisone is in a class of drugs called steroids. Hydrocortisone prevents the release of substances in the body that cause inflammation.&lt;br /&gt;Hydrocortisone is used to treat many different conditions such as allergic disorders, skin conditions, ulcerative colitis, arthritis, lupus, psoriasis, or breathing disorders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your steroid medication needs may change if you have any unusual stress such as a serious illness, fever or infection, or if you have surgery or a medical emergency. Tell your doctor about any such situation that affects you during treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steroid medication can weaken your immune system, making it easier for you to get an infection or worsening an infection you already have or have recently had.&lt;/strong&gt; (no wonder!!)Tell your doctor about any illness or infection you have had within the past several weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Avoid being near people who are sick or have infections. Call your doctor for preventive treatment if you are exposed to chicken pox or measles. These conditions can be serious or even &lt;strong&gt;fatal&lt;/strong&gt; (gasps*) in people who are using steroid medication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do not stop using hydrocortisone suddenly, or you could have unpleasant withdrawal symptoms. Talk to your doctor about how to avoid withdrawal symptoms when stopping the medication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last time i had rashes, i stopped suddenly. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eurax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do not apply this medication to the eyes, nose, or mouth. Flush with water if you get medication in any of these areas.&lt;br /&gt;Do not apply Eurax to open cuts or wounds. Doing so could cause too much medication to be absorbed by your body, which could be very dangerous.(i applied to open wounds!! omg!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two doses of Eurax, 24 hours apart, are recommended. If the second dose is messed, retreatment may be necessary(my doc said twice a day X.X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Serious side effects are not likely to occur. Stop using Eurax and seek emergency medical attention if you experience an allergic reaction&lt;br /&gt;Mild itching, burning, or stinging may occur upon application.&lt;br /&gt;Notify your doctor if your condition worsens or if unusual itching, redness, swelling, burning, or a rash occurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;omg. i think i'm gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-6165415888901673659?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/6165415888901673659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=6165415888901673659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6165415888901673659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6165415888901673659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/hydrocortisone-and-eurax.html' title='Hydrocortisone and eurax'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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-4332623986143833856.post-454851821499253105</id><published>2008-03-16T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:43:52.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right. After reading blogz, specifically Cath's and (i hate to say it but) Xiaxue's blog, felt this unexplainable urge to blog. (lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just recovered from a most dramatic combo of fever, cough and cold, though still trying to dissolve all the remaining phlegm. Barely gone lah, the phlegm, but still, have gone back to the unhealthy lifestyle of eat-all-you-want/can 'gourmet'. Hehe. Right from day 1 when i'd supposedly recovered, ate cookies, caramel macchiato, many other cups of coffee, potato chips, kit-kat, chocolate ice cream and whatever nots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't know what's up with my skin again, but the damn-hard-to-get-rid-of rashes are back. Don't know what is it that i'm allergic to or whatever the cause may be, gotta get this shit out of my life. Don't ever want this rash coming back again. (itching to the max. X.X) My cheeks and ears have turned red..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting for BigBro and other brother to come home to go jogging - supposedly. But don't think i should. With all that pespiration and blood pumping, i think the rash would be painfully itchy. *shudders* don't wanna try to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sadly, i don't have any pics for this post cos my mum STILL hasn't gotten new batts for the cam. Can only afford like; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Turn on the cam and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- QUICCCKKLLYYYYYYYY grab a snapshot and the thing goes off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes it can't even get a shot. Gotta keep trying. So can only take like random shots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, meeting Cath tmr to go RP collect her lappy and check out kayaking.. or was it water skiing.. or dragon boating. HAHA. I SHOULD be going to RP on Tues afternoon(hopefully) to get my enrolment stuff done and get lappy too. My parents say gotta wait for some cheques to clear first. Err. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When i get a laptop, Cath and i are going to bring them out to town and show them off... HAHAHAHA. Joking. So retarded.. But funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the "about me" section of this blog, there's this "wtf is nimbus.....". It's a name of a cat of someone i know. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking at the previous post, it took me a good 5 seconds to figure what C&amp;amp;S was! 5 seconds sia. zz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;was just wondering, i've driven this particular thingy* in and out of my mind so many times..&lt;br /&gt;and there's this korean show i've been watching and the guy says&lt;br /&gt;"i really don't like to be driven out of your heart twice"..... (shan't go into the korean details ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it really makes me wonder*(singing), how does it feel to be the someone that keeps being driven in and out of someone's heart and mind so many times.. is there any feeling? i guess if you love that person, but that person drives you out of his/her mind, you'd feel pain. Otherwise, who'd give a damn right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And since blogger can't put up those little little emotions at the end like livejournal, how about a customised one? NOT SAYING THAT LIVEJOURNAL'S BETTER cos i like blogger, and of cos not saying that livejournal sucks too.. but maybe it does....? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R90wF4eZSnI/AAAAAAAAACo/qitsr9_T10o/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178348024163289714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R90wF4eZSnI/AAAAAAAAACo/qitsr9_T10o/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Meaning, mixed feelings. Now livejournal can't do that, can it? Lol&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-454851821499253105?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/454851821499253105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=454851821499253105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/454851821499253105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/454851821499253105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/randomly.html' title='randomly'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R90wF4eZSnI/AAAAAAAAACo/qitsr9_T10o/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-7876183676100441648</id><published>2008-03-14T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:17:42.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C &amp; S @ Starbucks</title><content type='html'>Honestly, when was the last time I saw Angie?! :( Our timetable always clash ah. Haha, we better have more updates too. This blog is almost dead. I revived it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drink of the moment, Caramel Macchiatoooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R9qWt4eZSlI/AAAAAAAAACY/svavrBU889g/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616436613958226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R9qWt4eZSlI/AAAAAAAAACY/svavrBU889g/s320/DSC01422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R9qWuYeZSmI/AAAAAAAAACg/b3ApftKjvDo/s1600-h/DSC01424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616445203892834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R9qWuYeZSmI/AAAAAAAAACg/b3ApftKjvDo/s320/DSC01424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramelly sweet and smooth. Great for people with a sweet tooth and needs to burn that midnight oil. (Advertorial) lol! Do come visit Starbucks @ millenia walk for more of me, the Great Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-7876183676100441648?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/7876183676100441648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=7876183676100441648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7876183676100441648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/7876183676100441648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/03/c-s-starbucks.html' title='C &amp; S @ Starbucks'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R9qWt4eZSlI/AAAAAAAAACY/svavrBU889g/s72-c/DSC01422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1469667062627833650</id><published>2008-02-14T00:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:27:58.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy vday to all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R7P7fRs1VAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AGxXymzRoUU/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166749712270054402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R7P7fRs1VAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AGxXymzRoUU/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love, Scarlett.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1469667062627833650?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1469667062627833650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1469667062627833650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1469667062627833650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1469667062627833650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-vday-to-all.html' title='Happy vday to all.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R7P7fRs1VAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AGxXymzRoUU/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-6572356731580350261</id><published>2008-02-01T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:52:57.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yin and Yang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6P2_G-swOI/AAAAAAAAABw/hSRdzLDhzlQ/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162241161962504418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6P2_G-swOI/AAAAAAAAABw/hSRdzLDhzlQ/s320/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cute kitties Yp and i found in the NCC room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They're still really young, their eyes unable to open yet and can barely walk, which makes them look like they're &lt;em&gt;dancing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Their names are just so cute, aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yin and Yang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was thinking Xin and Fu, or Yinxin and Yangfu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suggestions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6P2vG-swNI/AAAAAAAAABo/GWvDkZQNy8k/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162240887084597458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6P2vG-swNI/AAAAAAAAABo/GWvDkZQNy8k/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett.&lt;/p&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/4332623986143833856-6572356731580350261?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/6572356731580350261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=6572356731580350261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6572356731580350261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/6572356731580350261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/02/yin-and-yang.html' title='Yin and Yang!'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6P2_G-swOI/AAAAAAAAABw/hSRdzLDhzlQ/s72-c/IMG_0338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-4721420231219235840</id><published>2008-01-30T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:39:33.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI HELLO HI</title><content type='html'>Hokay. I'm going to be super random because I have nothing in particular to talk about. Here are some pictures we girls have taken. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the days when we went to Far East to do some shopping...&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scarlett and Angie did their nails for unnecessary surcharges. haha, waste $$. At least they're happy with their nails. :) Would you agree that the purple suits Angie and that the blue would suit Scarlett more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExSm-swGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iYmAk5iXrJw/s1600-h/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161460843714232418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExSm-swGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iYmAk5iXrJw/s320/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, of course, modelling.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExS2-swHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/q1JocKehBc8/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161460848009199730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExS2-swHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/q1JocKehBc8/s320/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'Hiong/shiong'ly(fiercely) edited.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExTW-swII/AAAAAAAAABA/x099zN-DXW4/s1600-h/DSC01170+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161460856599134338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExTW-swII/AAAAAAAAABA/x099zN-DXW4/s320/DSC01170+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Went parkway after meeting Ivy.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;In one of Parkway's toilet. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExT2-swJI/AAAAAAAAABI/JRf2TiQ-eaw/s1600-h/DSC01188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161460865189068946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExT2-swJI/AAAAAAAAABI/JRf2TiQ-eaw/s320/DSC01188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Us with Ivy Ng &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExUG-swKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ySP1A2jUq9U/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161460869484036258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExUG-swKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ySP1A2jUq9U/s320/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, who reads this blog eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world crowns success, but God crowns faithfulness. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we have each other. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Cath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-4721420231219235840?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/4721420231219235840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=4721420231219235840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4721420231219235840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/4721420231219235840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-hello-hi.html' title='HI HELLO HI'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R6ExSm-swGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iYmAk5iXrJw/s72-c/DSC01161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4332623986143833856.post-1381566635584686470</id><published>2008-01-29T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T05:22:01.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debut post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome, oh fellow readers and bloggers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This, shall be a joint account/blog consisting mainly of Catherine, Angie, and me(Scarlett) &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R58oAG-swDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B1WiIcazRuo/s1600-h/1_939836674l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160888075465572434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R58oXG-swFI/AAAAAAAAAAo/rvoW4Po6GvI/s320/1_939836674l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Main purpose of this blog is for curious ex-readers of Angie's and my blog(who might be anticipating what has been happening in our puny, insignificant lives) which has been MIA for pretty darn long. Long enough for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Therefore! I suggested we share a blog where all three of us can any-o-how blog, but of course, since this is a public, open blog, we'll keep the insults and bitching to our own private blogs lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But we'll update here as far as we can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Publishers of latest posts may choose to reveal, or NOT to reveal who they are, and choose to remain anonymous due to whoever-may-know reasons. Humans lah, have choppy emotions sometimes. So ti liang ti liang ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so! By doing our best(or at least trying) to keep the 'inner-devil'(haha) to ourselves, readers do your part by talking when least necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course we welcome all positive comments and compliments of our beautiful blog(-.-) and colourful language that inspire novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;/Yong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R58lFG-swCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/07lKdul9bCA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160884467693043746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R58lFG-swCI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/07lKdul9bCA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R58oAW-swEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/lBF6Kn8ynQA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/S: I just bought a Puma jacket, an Esprit wallet and a 77th-street belt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YAYTOTHEMAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4332623986143833856-1381566635584686470?l=shared-recounts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/feeds/1381566635584686470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4332623986143833856&amp;postID=1381566635584686470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1381566635584686470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4332623986143833856/posts/default/1381566635584686470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shared-recounts.blogspot.com/2008/01/debut-post.html' title='Debut post.'/><author><name>Nimbus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12273597132009555012</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FQxDGaPZ84w/R58oXG-swFI/AAAAAAAAAAo/rvoW4Po6GvI/s72-c/1_939836674l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
