<?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-4648717468671052419</id><updated>2012-01-29T15:05:44.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xxx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-1470757567439822862</id><published>2012-01-29T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T15:05:45.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>015: I&amp;apos;m tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tRoLvud9ixE/TyTu9ngD_1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oc1lEgYUBHM/s640/blogger-image--1660242514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RUOLhGoSUso/TyTu_eK4YlI/AAAAAAAAASA/sApjtU0vS4Y/s640/blogger-image-933414136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing they have in common: the desire to ingest my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly: I prefer babies. Shock of your life, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a renewed addiction for milk tea because I tried out Gongcha's Milk Tea w/ Grass Jelly and OH MY GOD the grass jelly's the best thing on earth ;-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the most "proper" post you'll get from me in the days to come because it's too much work to switch the computer on &lt;---- evidence of my laziness ----&gt; reason for incomplete homework hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-1470757567439822862?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/1470757567439822862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/015-i-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/1470757567439822862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/1470757567439822862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/015-i-tired.html' title='015: I&amp;amp;apos;m tired'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tRoLvud9ixE/TyTu9ngD_1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oc1lEgYUBHM/s72-c/blogger-image--1660242514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-8102931232116304913</id><published>2012-01-26T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T14:57:38.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>014: light.... bulb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image2-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-8102931232116304913?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/8102931232116304913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/015-light-bulb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8102931232116304913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8102931232116304913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/015-light-bulb.html' title='014: light.... bulb.'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-1255220913593472532</id><published>2012-01-22T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:12:25.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>013: reason for my lack of sleep</title><content type='html'>My mum got attacked by impracticality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070159.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... and bought curtains with holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The material's not very thick either, so for the past couple of days sunlight has been getting into my room and has been waking me up by burning my face with the intensity of the light wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence out of desperation I've hung my clothes on the window grills to block out the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070178.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks messy, but at least the clothes are more effective curtains than the pieces of cloth with holes in it hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-1255220913593472532?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/1255220913593472532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/013-reason-for-my-lack-of-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/1255220913593472532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/1255220913593472532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/013-reason-for-my-lack-of-sleep.html' title='013: reason for my lack of sleep'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-7661086853894731496</id><published>2012-01-21T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:02:17.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>012: pre-cny</title><content type='html'>So it was a long day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for school yesterday and missed the dragon dance and also my classmate falling down thrice while performing the lion dance. Ouch. A bunch of people shuffled but it turned out to be a big fail because of miscommunication etc etc. SC had a smooth performance, except that most of them danced like cardboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louhei and calligraphy session after the performances, pretty epic I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image4.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image3-2.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image1-1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image5-1.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image6.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't write "Bubble Milk Tea", I swear. Neither did I write "fuck". Nor "I love Xiaoming". Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louhei scared the crap out of me and I was shrieking the entire time while tossing. And thanks to everyone's enthusiasm the yusheng got onto my arm @_@ MJ was aiming for the crackers and ate it while we were tossing it lolol wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some sort of cheer and everyone put their hands together and it was dangerous because everyone was squeezing and trying to put their hands on top of each other's but lol it's times like these that makes me feel that the class' pretty bonded. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool afterwards with clique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070103.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only photo I had from pool, and sadly I forgot to take a photo of all of us together before Tammy left us hurriedly orz. I failed quite a bit here but still not as badly as Sherman did LOL. And I think I made a lot of noise from my "AHHH" and "HAHAHAH" and "OMGGGGG" like some chao ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the photos from bowling were taken by Regina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070108.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070109.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070113.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070110.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070116.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070105.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070118.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly died from bowling because the lightest bowling ball available was 8lbs and I usually use the 7lbs ones. Still managed to get a strike tho! Proudest moment of the day lolol. I'm the second K, btw. I've scored better but well considering how often I bowl I'd say it's good enough for me hurhur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-7661086853894731496?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/7661086853894731496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/012-pre-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7661086853894731496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7661086853894731496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/012-pre-cny.html' title='012: pre-cny'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-4329623639068561438</id><published>2012-01-19T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:04:47.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>011:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VmO1OciKAIU/TxgS6NJBTII/AAAAAAAAARo/rCFPeHh4dFA/s640/blogger-image-146622976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Fx3joxXtmjE/TxgS6qwo_lI/AAAAAAAAARs/ItIigT3YPME/s640/blogger-image--933860407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things happened and I'm not exactly pleased about it. I hope that things get resolved soon but I have a feeling that this might be the end ): SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ran to school for the first time ever because I didn't want to give a dollar to my GP tutor for being late, which btw would not have been my fault, but I doubt that he would have accepted it as a valid excuse. Circle line train was too full and I could only look longingly while the people inside waited for the train to close its doors and move on to the next stop. The next train took 7 minutes to reach. I would have thrown a bitch fit if I were late wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of MRTs there was this effeminate dude singing and dancing on the train when I was on the way home yesterday. Scary? Yes. But at the same time I pity him l: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh. All commuters need to bathe. Seriously. Not that I smell fabulous after an entire day at school (especially on PE days) but I don't think I smell as bad as..... uhm. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long day today and it's prolly going to be another long one tomorrow, but at least I'll be having fun tomorrow. I hope. Yup. FRC4eva, yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-4329623639068561438?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/4329623639068561438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4329623639068561438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4329623639068561438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/011.html' title='011:'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VmO1OciKAIU/TxgS6NJBTII/AAAAAAAAARo/rCFPeHh4dFA/s72-c/blogger-image-146622976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-6896599189530866908</id><published>2012-01-17T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:08:45.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010: oh hay</title><content type='html'>Chemistry teacher asks me a question that I barely managed to answer and then says that I'm one of the better students. Honestly I can't tell if that was sarcasm or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting the required hours of sleep that I should be having but I'm strangely energetic and motivated to do work. Considering how I've finished my holiday homework like a no life kid, I don't have much to do these days. It feels odd to not be buried under mountains of homework. I'm probably the only person on earth wishing for homework to do. I'll probably change my mind next week though hurhur. Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vMnUelJF6N0/TxWOJrnkENI/AAAAAAAAARY/lheCsyWq99g/s640/blogger-image--367248082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6evRxMPQCs0/TxWOKYy85yI/AAAAAAAAARg/q1fzellgJVs/s640/blogger-image--618292128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo exhibition is coming up and I have to submit photos of "My Home, My School, My Community". I doubt the teachers will accept the entire set of photos of my brother, but I really don't have any photos of my home/school/community. I don't mind if my photos weren't put in the exhibition tbh, it's not like it's going to affect my studies anyway &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-6896599189530866908?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/6896599189530866908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/010-oh-hay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/6896599189530866908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/6896599189530866908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/010-oh-hay.html' title='010: oh hay'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vMnUelJF6N0/TxWOJrnkENI/AAAAAAAAARY/lheCsyWq99g/s72-c/blogger-image--367248082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-3154317592830068559</id><published>2012-01-15T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:10:39.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>009: 400, get!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RoAOfSeMcBU/TxLPQt3e3kI/AAAAAAAAARI/t8i3DTozSW8/s640/blogger-image--768128734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o5rTsmd3V8Q/TxLPRXR8XlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5snzP9vzB4I/s640/blogger-image-2050589430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-3154317592830068559?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/3154317592830068559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/009-400-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3154317592830068559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3154317592830068559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/009-400-get.html' title='009: 400, get!'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RoAOfSeMcBU/TxLPQt3e3kI/AAAAAAAAARI/t8i3DTozSW8/s72-c/blogger-image--768128734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-417474381876007530</id><published>2012-01-14T14:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T18:24:51.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>008: nyjc open house</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_5304.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYJC Open House on Tuesday, extremely tiring since I spent literally hours walking around with the heavy camera in my hands. Took about 800 hundred photos. I'm surprised that my computer's still alive after processing all of them. But anyway the Open House was fun! I know I complain about everything all the time but I really do love NYJC hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8762.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8769.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would have tried out the Kinect if I weren't on photog duty...... also if I had the guts to dance in front of everyone in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Orchestra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8790.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8805.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8808.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took about ten thousand photos because CCA teacher wanted good shots of the conductor. Lol idk why is he so amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band after CO, got only a couple of photos of Richmond because band's conductor didn't seem like a very happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8850.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guzheng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8873.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't bad, but it wasn't that popular. Went off to take some other shots at the CCA booths and heard them playing this song that sounded like Moves Like a Jagger. Went back to listen to it properly and I'm not that sure if it's really that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8887.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8898.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8894.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Carnival was going on at the same time. Nothing much to say actually, I didn't really observe the matches for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8911.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8916.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8917.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9258.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band's one minute challenge was pretty good. Lol am also pretty sure that it was Richmond who came up with the "blow me now" thing. Horny dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8923.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8924.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8925.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald helping us advertise our photo booth because drama didn't have anything going on. And oh he was shuffling btw hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8928.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8978.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out the film CCA's (LOL SORRY I DON'T KNOW THE NAME) one minute challenge which involved me guessing uhhhh the name of the movies by their posters (does my sentence makes sense?). Pretty funny actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_8988.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember attending last year's Viva La Music (was it that event or another's?) rehearsal and really loved the singer's voice. Was looking forward to hearing her sing but it turned out to be a disappointment because of the sound equipment faults etc etc ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw AVA played Queen's Fat Bottomed Girls! Pleasant surprise hurhur I thought that all I'd hear was Katy Perry or Lady Gaga on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9027.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9032.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korzy was next and they performed B1F4 (pretty sure I got the group's name wrong....) BOOM BOOM LIKKA LOCKET and SNSD's The Boys, which I predicted lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9072.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFINITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9075.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARADISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9082.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9084.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9088.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9093.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYUNGSOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9096.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I was overjoyed that my idols are relevant enough to actually be known in Singapore so much so that I took ten thousand photos of the performances and all photos posted are big but uhhhhhh idk if it's because the members of Korzy were drugged/didn't have enough practice/didn't sleep enough/had stage fright/chose the wrong songs...... but I hope they don't cover Infinite's dances anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9134.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-fire covered some anime's song. Didn't know that THE Regina was part of J-fire until the Regina that I know personally told me. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance by two of the guys afterwards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9167.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9171.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9176.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9188.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BELIEVE I CAN FLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9231.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judo's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9190.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah o Sarah. Sat with her at the same table that day with another of her friend and then later another one of her friend walked by and they were all "omg my teacher didn't allow me to take 2 H3s!" "I applied for xx and xx H3 but they only accepted my one application for Physics H3!" "my H3 class has so many RJC people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sat there diam diam do my own work WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9192.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted cotton candy, April didn't want to queue with me because she said that it's "fattening" and Sharmine was like "YOU GO QUEUE FOR ME LAH" sigh I didn't get any in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9235.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really loud band, but their cover of LMFAO's Party Rock Anthem wasn't bad.... uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9250.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward under the red lion......... and Richmond appears too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9274.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC did last year's OC dance. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9355.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of people shouting "NANYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG". Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9396.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9429.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9447.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect to see Junwei perform. His voice is good. Wish I could sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9480.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9512.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9516.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9523.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was the last performance that I took photos of.... and I'd like to know what's going on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9528.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/IMG_9530.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-417474381876007530?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/417474381876007530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/008-nyjc-open-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/417474381876007530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/417474381876007530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/008-nyjc-open-house.html' title='008: nyjc open house'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-3184787151772522701</id><published>2012-01-11T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T18:47:22.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>007: busy lika bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7Pv2_XqAsvs/Tw1nGAUSJII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xIfpg3VqEqg/s640/blogger-image--495117601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-II0SEArTYSo/Tw1nG9rq2uI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fKV9M2bgf8E/s640/blogger-image-766221012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days of school but I've had only had thirteen hours of sleep because I'm hardcore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took about 800 of the open house yesterday but I don't really have the time to edit them all at the moment. Probably the weekends then, if I don't sleep it away or spend it all on homework hurhur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's not my day because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the MRT station and scraped my knuckles because I nearly fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended Math lecture to find out that my Math tutor became my ex-Math tutor literally minutes before the announcement and I'm pretty upset about it because I really liked his lessons. One year ago I (the class actually) was all "OH MY GOD DO NOT WANT THE VECTORS LECTURER" but now it's a total "oh my god I want Mr Heng back". How am I going to learn how to draw Mona Lisa curves now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Econs lecture to find out that the test was not a simple true or false quiz like what they gave us last year, so I might have bombed it because I've forgotten most of the J1 syllabus. Sat beside Jasper during the test and he was snoring. Thing is, I probably sound like that when I sleep too. Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only tutorial of the day was Physics but quite a few people didn't do the tutorial so my teacher went through the worksheet at a snail's pace and spent about 45 minutes on one question. Uh huh. I don't know why am I punished for other people's fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA was cancelled but there was an exco meeting so instead of going home at 1 I had to wait an hour and a half for the meeting and came home three hours later. And oh, my Friday's taken up too because there's going to be another exco meeting. Wtf? How can anyone take my Friday away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012  really doesn't seem to be my year..... crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-3184787151772522701?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/3184787151772522701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/007-busy-lika-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3184787151772522701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3184787151772522701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/007-busy-lika-bee.html' title='007: busy lika bee'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7Pv2_XqAsvs/Tw1nGAUSJII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xIfpg3VqEqg/s72-c/blogger-image--495117601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-7391270763507932787</id><published>2012-01-08T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T02:10:59.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>006: my nu shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070013.png&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see for how long will this pair of shoes remain white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the school holidays and the start of my JC2 life! This holiday was pretty uneventful since I spent most of the time at home, but I got the rest that I didn't get last year because of work, and I'm not going to have the chance to rest for the remaining of the year too so it's alright I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to survive JC1 with some effort, but I believe that I can work harder and do better, so I hope I do exactly that for this year. The JC syllabus is really no joke and I've got only one shot. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted to RSS to promote NYJC during the release of the O's results tomorrow (today?). I collected mine last year but I'm still sort of excited to see how the school did hurhur. Kind of hope that I won't see Ms Tang tomorrow, it's gonna be awwwwkward if I do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-7391270763507932787?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/7391270763507932787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/006-my-nu-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7391270763507932787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7391270763507932787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/006-my-nu-shoes.html' title='006: my nu shoes'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-6716705746446286737</id><published>2012-01-08T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T00:29:11.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>005: i spend way too much time taking photos of the sky from the same spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070001.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-6716705746446286737?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/6716705746446286737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/005-i-spend-way-too-much-time-taking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/6716705746446286737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/6716705746446286737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/005-i-spend-way-too-much-time-taking.html' title='005: i spend way too much time taking photos of the sky from the same spot'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-7415055574079456779</id><published>2012-01-06T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:54:52.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>004: what a joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image3-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2012 is definitely not my year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-7415055574079456779?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/7415055574079456779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/004-what-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7415055574079456779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7415055574079456779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/004-what-joke.html' title='004: what a joke'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-4466058251902625870</id><published>2012-01-05T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:20:08.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>003: glow in the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-q_amzPmajz8/TwWOvx3B_xI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r6e4KNqvfMc/s640/blogger-image-1870391240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-byqYnzrKy5c/TwWOwpHF4MI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dyvqmXZXZH8/s640/blogger-image-990752685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for lunch with Quanli in the day, wish I had the ability to remember conversations hurhur. Okay I do remember telling him about the same time last year "oh the next time we'll meet is next year" or something along the lines of that because I expected JC to be daaaaamn busy to the point where I won't be able to go out AT ALL but I had more of a social life last year tbh, which kind of sucks in a way because my bank account's not growing much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty full when I met him because of breakfast (I walked to CWP instead of taking the bus because I felt so guilty for eating so much) so I barely ate anything and it was a pity because we'd gotten a free.... cup of soup. Not a bowl, a teacup. Because they ran out of fries. And I didn't really enjoy it because I had a whole bowl of soup for breakfast orz. It was prolly the first time that a waiter/manager's addressed me as "lady" too lmao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the bus to get home and there was this auntie trying to look at me and then she spoke to me? Da fuq I don't even know who is she and she was like "你在做什么?" while inspecting my (NYJC OC) shirt uhm I was so obviously queuing up for free sparkly unicorns duh???? It later occurred to me that it might have been my mum's friend but she says that none of her friends know how I look so..... it was just some cray cray woman targeting young girls like me? Oh my god imagine if it were some actual dumb xiaomeimei instead of a 17 y/o girl like me? End of the world for the xiaomeimei I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-4466058251902625870?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/4466058251902625870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/003-glow-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4466058251902625870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4466058251902625870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/003-glow-in-dark.html' title='003: glow in the dark'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-q_amzPmajz8/TwWOvx3B_xI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r6e4KNqvfMc/s72-c/blogger-image-1870391240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-5412067874018606701</id><published>2012-01-02T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T23:22:27.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>002: pizza chips and soda pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nPylIu3UmyQ/TwGiAQRlCDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/k1dNyMy--Ns/s640/blogger-image--31347863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FbtcMpyWkkY/TwGiA7-mCeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Wh8CffcuR7k/s640/blogger-image-1993874979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these days I've been kept awake by my whirring fan (which I am convinced will fall apart and shred me into pieces someday) or my sore throat which I can't do anything about. Okay it's more of a sore nasal passageway (or w/e you call that part of the body, I am no longer a Biology student) lol but what can I do about it? Pour water into my nose to keep it hydrated? Drink boiling water so that the steam will travel upwards and keep the passageway hydrated? Hurhur I'm such a bimbo but seriously it's not fun having a sore throat. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-5412067874018606701?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/5412067874018606701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/002-pizza-chips-and-soda-pop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/5412067874018606701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/5412067874018606701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/002-pizza-chips-and-soda-pop.html' title='002: pizza chips and soda pop'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nPylIu3UmyQ/TwGiAQRlCDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/k1dNyMy--Ns/s72-c/blogger-image--31347863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-3366510242767670616</id><published>2012-01-01T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:04:03.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>001: 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EONVxd0qp60/TwFGTztpEYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UwE0zJLr0A0/s640/blogger-image--540152083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-k6PgKROqdUM/TwFGUX9dJuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6RfXnlWv2vs/s640/blogger-image-479695264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vA4_nepH-hY/TwFGU7Moh7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/2s6KrXinhm4/s640/blogger-image-180962950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7eEcQe77smk/TwFGVnHk95I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Sxe-33X0X30/s640/blogger-image-290064485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep with a headache, woke up still having a headache and a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bad feeling about 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-3366510242767670616?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/3366510242767670616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/001-2012_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3366510242767670616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3366510242767670616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2012/01/001-2012_01.html' title='001: 2012'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EONVxd0qp60/TwFGTztpEYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UwE0zJLr0A0/s72-c/blogger-image--540152083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-8471367337348361055</id><published>2011-12-31T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:32:57.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>017: baking seems fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070050.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070051.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 in an hour and a half, the only resolution I have is to go through the A's like a boss. LIKE A BOSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-8471367337348361055?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/8471367337348361055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/017-baking-seems-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8471367337348361055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8471367337348361055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/017-baking-seems-fun.html' title='017: baking seems fun'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-5229509793355322362</id><published>2011-12-31T00:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:32:48.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>016: x'mas elves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070065.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with ex-colleagues, a lot of epic moments, nearly had a heart attack when the MRT stopped for a short while on my way there ffffffffffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around quite a bit because JX (who literally threw his phone on the floor like a himbo wtf) wanted to "cut fats". Pretty sure my fats are still intact tho. Went to watch The Darkest Hour despite my protests because I thought it was a horror movie and I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrifyingly boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 6$ to text people for 2 hours. Wtf burning the 6$ would be far more interesting than actually watching it. If you're planning to watch it: Go buy yourself some bubbletea instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070053.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070055.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade afterwards, basically this shooting game (JX/Sarah), another shooting game except with basketballs (JX/Remus), and street fighter (JX/Remus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JX actually squatted down when his character in the shooting game did lol wtf and his defense: "if there were shootings irl I would have to squat down and hide what!" LOL. WHY STAY AND SHOOT WHEN YOU CAN RUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070056.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070057.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070058.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070061.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to pool but I was extremely stressed out because Remus said that I was some sort of prodigy when I'm a n0ob omg LOL. One epic thing I remember is of Melisa unintentionally doing a jump ball(?) and it landed in the hole hurhur. After two games we had seven minutes before the hour was up so we ended up randomly shooting the balls lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy at the next table whom I think is from my school but I'm not very sure but if he is and he did recognise me........ why did he witness only the part where we were spazzing LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Kino (like always lmao), talked to John for quite a while and he said that he remembers me by my spectacles sigh AM I THAT FORGETTABLE. Anyway we wanted to take a photo with the Kino logo outside the store but there were a lot of people and I guess all of us were too paiseh hahahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070066.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070072.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070068.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070073.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070074.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly the most fail jump shots of the century:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070078.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070079.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah went home (after waving goodbye like how only a bimbo can) and then the remaining five of us roamed about Ion looking for a place to eat hurhur. Found a table at BK's after about 14903428 years or so, I can't remember, but food always tastes so good when you're starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah, said goodbye to Melisa at the MRT because she lives on the purple line iirc. JX/Remus left us at AMK so I was with Syazwan the entire way back to Woodlands. Kind of awkward for me because I've not spoken to him until yesterday and I'm not exactly very sociable........ But I survived it! Lol omg I hope he never sees this .________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the last outing of my holidays......... someone tell me why am I a JC student again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-5229509793355322362?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/5229509793355322362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/016-xmas-elves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/5229509793355322362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/5229509793355322362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/016-xmas-elves.html' title='016: x&apos;mas elves'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-2901678318414788451</id><published>2011-12-30T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:39:35.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>015: obviously reading something cheem</title><content type='html'>"Ho ho," called the keeper of the beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ho ho," the other six joined in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-2901678318414788451?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/2901678318414788451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/015-obviously-reading-something-cheem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/2901678318414788451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/2901678318414788451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/015-obviously-reading-something-cheem.html' title='015: obviously reading something cheem'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-1094419474145422179</id><published>2011-12-28T18:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:39:17.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>014</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070047.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. After using all of my strength and making a lot of noise and inhaling the dusty air I managed to rip off the piece of wood from the back of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070045.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of like a secret compartment but I've not really been making good use of it because..... I don't know why either. I just don't use it. But then my mum's talking about getting a bookshelf for me to put my stuff and seriously I don't want my room to be any smaller so yup. Might as well make use of the space I already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070026.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is Bubble from the Powerpuff Girls. Even as a kid I couldn't stand bimbotic female cartoon characters lmao I disliked her a lot. If I remember correctly my sister bought the toy for me because otherwise I don't have a logical explanation to why I have a plush toy of Bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I still do have soft toys. Why? I can't bear to throw things away ever sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070034.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... as you can see I haven't touched the stuff in the ~secret~ compartment for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070040.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed the stuff and found all sorts of documents and certificates etc etc lol I used to be great in Chinese. Now I can't even tell if my Chinese sentences are grammatically correct half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070039.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FRINGE OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070037.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL SO HAPPY OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay frankly after packing and all it's not yet as clean and organised as I'd expected because I'll need some boxes to dump my stuff into and then I'll need to move the stuff in my room around again..... I just hope that I can get it done before the start of school because I doubt I'll have any time to even sleep, not to mention packing my room l: l: l: l: l:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-1094419474145422179?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/1094419474145422179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/014.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/1094419474145422179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/1094419474145422179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/014.html' title='014'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-3877735805131860049</id><published>2011-12-27T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:31:00.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>013: this is not a toy</title><content type='html'>Met up with Quanli and Yushan yesterday to catch a movie but then we visited a pet shop and then suddenly he became an owner of two dogs so we ended up skipping the movie and instead went to his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image5.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want a dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only for a few hours but I've aged by about a hundred years or so because it kept peeing and jumping and running and hopping and wanted to eat me up wtfffffffffff. I know it bit me because its teeth are growing etc etc but I get really annoyed when I'm hurt. PUPPY. YOUR TOYS. THEY WERE BOUGHT FOR A REASON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's adorable and I like Jojo (I still giggle when I think about the origin of the name hurhur), but I cannot imagine myself taking care of another being bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck around for quite a while and nearly died walking home because the walkway was so dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image2-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mind it so much when I started because there were still people nearby and I could hear them but afterwards I couldn't hear them anymore and it was so dark and then I heard a loud bang and for a moment I was convinced that I was going to die there wtf the photo really does not depict the scariness well enough ffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After passing the walkway of horror, I noticed this Bangladesh construction worker behind me and got freaked out again so I ended up running home lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to reach home in one piece and realised that I missed this family outing because my mum didn't think that I was so close to home so she didn't bother calling me and went for dinner with my sisters at the airport gah. Told me today that she brought home some "baked rice" for me so I got excited and all and then I ate it and realised that it was baked pasta instead lololol muuuuuuuuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1070022.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference in quality of photos taken by a phone and an electronic device that's meant to take photos lol. ilu apple but seriously do something about your lousy camera plz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-3877735805131860049?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/3877735805131860049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/013-this-is-not-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3877735805131860049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3877735805131860049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/013-this-is-not-toy.html' title='013: this is not a toy'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-8957751073859202917</id><published>2011-12-24T10:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:32:25.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>012: pictures post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060496.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060506.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060827.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060513.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060522.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060551.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060554.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060564.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060757.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060774.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060786.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060800.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060807.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060821.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060817.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060818.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image2.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting about.... two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did not have a leg rest for my seat, nearly broke my back trying to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have no idea what's that.&lt;br /&gt;3. My photos are forever underexposed to the world.&lt;br /&gt;4. Coffee Bean was the only source of proper internet.&lt;br /&gt;5. I will never get sick of XMen: First Class.&lt;br /&gt;6. Brought my homework there like a hardcore JC student....&lt;br /&gt;7. ... while my brother marathon'd the Gintama series.&lt;br /&gt;8. Locked behind bars.&lt;br /&gt;9. NY is haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;10. Am not the only one with funky ideas for profile pictures.&lt;br /&gt;11. Spices. Lots of spices. Waste of spices.&lt;br /&gt;12. ~glow in the dark~ bowling, still suck at bowling tho.&lt;br /&gt;13. JINGLE BALLS JINGLE BALLS JINGLE ALL THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;14. 3D movie. Sucks to be bespectacled.&lt;br /&gt;15&amp;amp;16. 3D glasses.&lt;br /&gt;17. MY FAVOURITE NOODLES IN THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year but I still feel like vomiting when I hear Christmas songs. This is what happens when you are made to listen to the same songs for 8 hours a day 6 days a week hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-8957751073859202917?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/8957751073859202917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8957751073859202917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8957751073859202917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='012: pictures post!'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-5849095115497071276</id><published>2011-12-22T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T09:56:57.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>011</title><content type='html'>Tissue paper = my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XQnODpiZuOk/TvM0lOPo9aI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Radt9MAmyzI/s640/blogger-image--645574194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XQnODpiZuOk/TvM0lOPo9aI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Radt9MAmyzI/s640/blogger-image--645574194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: iPhone needs to stop autocorrecting friends into FRIEND'S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go out for lunch today but I heard that there were some train track faults and I didn't want to risk getting stranded in town in case the trains broke down again so yup. Ended up at Causeway Point alone and sniffled my way home. Rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dude sitting next to me on the bus was reading Haruki Murakami's Kafka on the Shore hurhur. Guys who read are attractive hurhur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-5849095115497071276?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/5849095115497071276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/5849095115497071276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/5849095115497071276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/011.html' title='011'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XQnODpiZuOk/TvM0lOPo9aI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Radt9MAmyzI/s72-c/blogger-image--645574194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4648717468671052419.post-8894739165928814225</id><published>2011-12-20T10:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T11:42:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010: harry quack</title><content type='html'>I remember very clearly that Jason once asked me the reason to why I don't let my fringe down and warning me that I'll be bald one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days and weeks and months later the fear of that really happening got to me and so I've decided to let my fringe down at home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... except that it's too long and unless I pin it up, it covers most of my face. And so I chopped it off myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060958.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not as short as I wanted it to be (because I was so afraid of snipping off too much of my fringe lmao) but it's okay for the moment. I'll just cut it again when I can be bothered to. I think I did a pretty good job considering the fact that it's the first time I'm doing it myself heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes the above photo's really grainy, so I tried taking a photo with flash and realised how long my eyelashes are. I'm aware that I sound like a bimbo but seriously I wasn't expecting my eyelashes to look like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060970.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And under strong light it's so obvious that my fringe's so.... sparse. It's like something you'd see on an old man OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRINGE IMPLANTS, DO THEY EXIST?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-8894739165928814225?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/8894739165928814225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/010-harry-quack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8894739165928814225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/8894739165928814225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/010-harry-quack.html' title='010: harry quack'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-7825356069908353569</id><published>2011-12-19T04:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T05:04:13.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>009</title><content type='html'>Heard a piack and saw the corpse on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060877.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf the bug killed itself by flying into my room door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: forever amazed by my camera's macro feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060877a.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060949.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain for two days in a row makes me just want to sleep forever. I've been sleeping so much these days and at such inhumane timings that I can't really keep track anymore. May my body be damned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-7825356069908353569?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/7825356069908353569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7825356069908353569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/7825356069908353569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/009.html' title='009'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-774648177131298117</id><published>2011-12-18T06:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T06:41:40.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>008: i am obviously not a very focused person</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060862.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060865.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060873.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a hot day. Slept most of it away. Managed to finish an entire math worksheet the time I was awake in the day, though. Accomplishment of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go out for dinner and a movie but things happen to ruin my life so I ended up staying at home. I might as well declare myself bed-ridden considering the amount of time I spend on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm really complaining though, I'm not sure when'll be the next time that I'll get to be bored to death when school starts in three weeks. I'm not really looking forward to seeing some people. GDI I can't stand how fake this person is. Seriously how pathetic do you have to be to try so hard to fit in and fail that badly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-774648177131298117?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/774648177131298117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/008-i-am-obviously-not-very-focused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/774648177131298117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/774648177131298117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/008-i-am-obviously-not-very-focused.html' title='008: i am obviously not a very focused person'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-6741633201766801687</id><published>2011-12-16T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T01:35:45.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>006: i'm home</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060537.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the escalator with my brother. He was holding on to the handrails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man on the escalator that was going in the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very fair you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf the old man touched his hand and said that WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been molested by an old man before (not that I want to be...) but FML my brother's prettier than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-6741633201766801687?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/6741633201766801687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/006-im-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/6741633201766801687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/6741633201766801687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/006-im-home.html' title='006: i&apos;m home'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-4977622138568060577</id><published>2011-12-11T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T20:20:23.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>005</title><content type='html'>Just saying but I'm not expecting any links to my blog, all links out from here is just for my own convenience heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060444.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microwaved xiao long baos yumxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060444a.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out nearly the whole of yesterday and met a bunch of people but I only have one photo that was taken by my lousy iPhone camera because it's awkward whipping out my camera lolol. So anyway yup I was out for almost the entire day and traveled about half of Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed this buyer the BTD album at Woodlands then traveled to Yishun to collect my homework from Regina ): Kind of completed Math and Chem's holiday packages already (with a ton of blanks because there are some high level questions wtf) and now BAAAAAAAAM gah I'll have to take the Physics package with me to Malaysia ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was Dhoby Ghaut where I had lunch with Jinxuan (who was nice enough to accompany me) and I tried out Agantea's Taro milk tea. Okay while some milk teas taste different (e.g Gongcha's vs Koi's Caramel milk tea) but seriously all the Taro/Yam milk teas that I've tried taste the same. Agantea has bits of yam inside and it comes with this jelly but rah I buy milk tea for the bubbles not jelly bits so frankly I didn't enjoy it a lot plus it was reaaaaaaaaally sweet that it could have caused me diabetes mellitus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is coming from someone who asks for 100% sugar level when ordering Koi milk teas lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Raffles Places to pass this other person the BTD album and then went to Orchard and looked for this &lt;a href="http://27byul.blogspot.com%3c/a"&gt;Chantag&lt;/a&gt; who greeted me with a huge O: face lmao. Was observing her like a creep and then she turned around and saw me and went "OH MY GGAWWWD OOOOOOOOO:" like it was the surprise of her life. I still giggle when I think about it hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like always I visited Kino lol. Kind of weird seeing all the new kids but anyway I managed to talk to my ex-colleagues for a while!! Damn I miss them so much ): Angie said that I'm slimmed down and my skin complexion's nicer but I think she was just being nice because JC has done the opposite to me ): And both her and Wanyun thought that I'm done with my A Levels!! LOL DO I LOOK THAT OLD NOW ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off afterwards and was supposed to eat with Xueying but it wasn't that long since my previous meal so I was too full to eat anymore and just accompanied her. She kept complaining that I'm too noisy but lolol okay I like talking to her. It's nice talking to people with brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this post is like word vomit omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-4977622138568060577?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/4977622138568060577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4977622138568060577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4977622138568060577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/005.html' title='005'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-4925927002691872059</id><published>2011-12-11T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T01:18:10.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>004</title><content type='html'>So I've realised that one of the main reasons to why I don't blog as much as before is because I rarely switch my computer on these days. That and because it's quite troublesome to transfer and edit photos because I have to use the camera since the iPhone camera sucks, hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-4925927002691872059?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/4925927002691872059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4925927002691872059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/4925927002691872059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/004.html' title='004'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-281285964082699</id><published>2011-12-08T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:10:26.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>003</title><content type='html'>SPOT THE HIDDEN MICKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image3.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's yesterday's lunch/dinner + today's breakfast/lunch. I swear it tastes better than how it looks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Extremely sleepy right now, I fell asleep at about 7am and woke up at 11am for the Econs project- only to find out that the meeting's cancelled. Tried going back to sleep but I couldn't. And  just a couple of days ago I went to sleep at 10am lol wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4648717468671052419-281285964082699?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/281285964082699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/003.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/281285964082699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/281285964082699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/003.html' title='003'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-512982769274586156</id><published>2011-12-07T06:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T07:36:57.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>002</title><content type='html'>I hear the birds chirp every morning..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060421.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......... just before I go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who did the right thing by oversleeping and missing the clique outing? Lol apparently Tammy forgot that she had dance classes and ran off, then Regina had CCA so she ran off too so the guys ended up at Bugis instead L O L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my brother came back from Australia a couple of days ago and he bought two toy kangaroos and a bunch of tidbits OH DAMN I LOVE THE NOUGATS SO MUCH. Been eating them whenever I'm hungry in the middle of the night hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060344.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060403.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/P1060356.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother also bought two slabs of frozen chocolate marshmellows and a packet of unpopped popcorn which packet is about 15cm x 8cm x 0.5cm unpopped but according to my brother it'll pop enough to fill up three big bowls so uh I shouldn't be so quick to judge popcorn by its packaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO SLEEP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-512982769274586156?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/512982769274586156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/002.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/512982769274586156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/512982769274586156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/002.html' title='002'/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4648717468671052419.post-3775709851408052067</id><published>2011-12-05T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T02:11:32.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm back at Blogger.com and I spent three hours making this blogskin LOL. The picture's some photo that I took during some outdoor photoshoot and I'd love to put my idols but I have got no inspiration so bleh I'll change it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went downstairs to check the letter box earlier on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. iBanking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/DSC06836.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff told me that "it'll take 2 to 4 working days" for the letter to reach me. I waited a week lol wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway the ease of transactions =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/Image1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOCK OF YOUR LIVES I'LL BET lol yes recently I've been quite into clothes. Though, still quite disinterested relative to other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. MY SYNCHRONISED OPPARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/DSC06831.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHOSE PHOTOCARD I GOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m602/quriousity/DSC06840.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FATE Y/N OMG I AM GOING TO MARRY HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway as I was saying, I went downstairs to check the letter box in the school's house tee and I saw my Primary School mate when I exited the lift and he didn't see me, but that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, there was this old man who said "Hello" to me when I was checking the letter box. I turned around and he was smiling at me which scared me for a moment because I mean wtf he was smiling and approaching me = possible rapist???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he said, "I'm surveying working adults, are you working?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE THAT SOMEONE ASKED IF I'M AN ADULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup and that's the most interesting thing that's happened to me all day. I've been sleeping at about 7am for the past few days and waking up at about 3pm but I have this ~clique~ gathering tomorrow..... am pretty much convinced that I'll wake up at 3pm again tomorrow with probably 20 missed calls and another 20 frantic smses hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4648717468671052419-3775709851408052067?l=peklian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/feeds/3775709851408052067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/went-downstairs-to-check-for-mail-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3775709851408052067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4648717468671052419/posts/default/3775709851408052067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peklian.blogspot.com/2011/12/went-downstairs-to-check-for-mail-1.html' title=''/><author><name>xxx</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
