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  <title>Evil Queen</title>
  <subtitle>❤</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-12-25T04:36:19Z</updated>
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    <title>Happy Christmas!</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T04:31:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T04:36:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;HAVE&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#003300"&gt;YOURSELF&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#003300"&gt;VERY&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;MERRY&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#003300"&gt;CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;turkey and porridge.&lt;br /&gt;salmon.&lt;br /&gt;brownie and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;waiting till 12am to open my one and only present.&lt;br /&gt;thanks Geraldine!&lt;br /&gt;messaging people Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;sprinkle of lovedust from all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up to more lovedust.&lt;br /&gt;its a better christmas than&amp;nbsp;compared to last&amp;nbsp;year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;next year, will be better.&lt;br /&gt;2008, here me come.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:idonthaveablog:43465</id>
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    <title>OH WELLS.</title>
    <published>2007-12-20T04:57:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-20T04:57:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;i'm bored as usual.&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing to do and no one dates me out.&lt;br /&gt;i've no friends. even if there's a whole lot of people leaving comments, they're only comments. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;then again,&amp;nbsp;maybe i've a handful of favourite friends.&lt;br /&gt;i shall be a loner and loser for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;its not a bad thing being a loner or loser. at least people leave you alone and you can enjoy peace.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, life's like that. so, i shall be content with the loner and loser times i have. it could be worse you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is for cheer. i updated.&lt;br /&gt;just read charlotte's blog,&lt;br /&gt;charlotte, you blog the randomest things ever but somehow i always enjoy reading it.&lt;br /&gt;i like the oh wells. i shall be a cat and copy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when hearts is going to the night cycling, kelong, prawning + bbq, mindscafe, sentosa, zoo.&lt;br /&gt;our last trip,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UBIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008e4a6/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008e4a6/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i hear tiny screamings.</title>
    <published>2007-12-15T15:31:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-15T15:31:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;i've been haunted by mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stop scratching the bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might get dengue or malaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye to me, i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a mad world, mad world.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>don't read this, its old times.</title>
    <published>2007-12-12T22:00:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-12T22:44:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;somehow, i can't&amp;nbsp;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, liz showed me the lady's blog.&lt;br /&gt;brought back a lot of memories.&lt;br /&gt;especially since i was chatting with charlotte too.&lt;br /&gt;was honoured that i was mentioned twice in her blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i like to keep things to myself.&lt;br /&gt;for some reason&amp;nbsp;albeit it has past long ago, i felt i need to say this.&lt;br /&gt;this was back in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;"One of my B gals cried after I announced the grouping to them... Maybe cos being the most senior player in the team and it's her last year playing&amp;nbsp;for SAC, the news came too unexpectedly..."&lt;br /&gt;to refresh your memory, it was the second round and we were meeting KC, PRCS and Damai.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, the news came too unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;i honestly didn't expect us to meet Damai again.&lt;br /&gt;even so, i hoped very much to play them at the last game.&lt;br /&gt;but when i heard we were meeting them at the second game,&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't control my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to say sorry to the team but at that point of time,&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;thought it was really silly since they don't know exactly why i was crying.&lt;br /&gt;being the most senior player, i've seen every one of the players played since they joined the team and i know their strengths. and for that, i knew that the team couldn't take on Damai as&amp;nbsp;the team of 2004&amp;nbsp;did &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(am proud of you guys who are currently lards now.).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; we might have&amp;nbsp;6 players living on court with 1 only there to exist but i can say that we&amp;nbsp;are as fit as them, physically.&amp;nbsp;however mentally, we were as low as the roots of a trees could go. i am not saying that the team suck. its our&amp;nbsp;mindset that sucks. yeah, wanting to win and wanting to be in top 4 is seriously different. but it upsets me to realised that some of us were just hanging those words losely at the tip of our mouths. i didn't disappoint myself at the Damai game cause i knew i fought really hard. not for myself, but for the team as i know that losing this match would meant that all the confidence would be crashed and the next game would be difficult. i dare not say that i gave 100% in every game that i played. but i definitely put in at least 90%. sadly, its a team game where no individual can win. albeit this has passed so long, i can still confidently say that we could make it to top 4 and easily&amp;nbsp;beat PRCS.&lt;br /&gt;those tears i shed wasn't for myself but for the team... that disappointed &lt;strike&gt;me&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;they themselves and the lady.&lt;br /&gt;some of the people in that team probably hates me for being very result-orientated. but i like winning, who doesnt? and i really wanted to get into top 4. yeah, some of you can say its the experience and process that matters most. and it'll be a good memory. but thats bullshit! what memory would be better than bringing a medal home? whats the point of joining a competition when you're not bringing a medal home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i feel disappointed for the team of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;6 players living with 1 player only there to exist.&lt;br /&gt;a team that was never bonded in any way.&lt;br /&gt;a team that was divided by our age.&lt;br /&gt;thats how my last year was like.&lt;br /&gt;with no team picture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm saying this after so long.&lt;br /&gt;though&amp;nbsp;its meaningless already,&lt;br /&gt;at least there's a pound off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2004, the loves.&lt;br /&gt;including wendy and charlotte not in picture.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008cwdx/"&gt;&lt;img height="263" alt="" width="350" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008cwdx/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;i'm in llabten now.&lt;br /&gt;i am not as fit as before and i am not as committed as before.&lt;br /&gt;but llabten happy hearts is a team&amp;nbsp;which definitely has better players in terms of mindset and confidence than some in the team of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy hearts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008d3s4/"&gt;&lt;img height="263" alt="" width="350" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008d3s4/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my favourite people of llabten,&lt;br /&gt;you make unbearable, bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;simply less me,&lt;br /&gt;more we.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>CADET D.O</title>
    <published>2007-12-11T03:43:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-11T03:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;yo yo yo whatssssssuppp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I PASS MY UMPIRING TEST!&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M CADET D.O NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was the umpiring test,&lt;br /&gt;i was dressed in white skirt and red polo top.&lt;br /&gt;and was super nervous in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep well, cause i kept hearing the whistles in my head.&lt;br /&gt;but after my "mummy" hear me whine and all,&lt;br /&gt;i was cool already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;did the practice on court 5 then waited for my turn to be tested.&lt;br /&gt;i did a major mistake.&lt;br /&gt;i pointed to the right direction for centre pass but call for the other team's centre pass.&lt;br /&gt;thank god, i remembered and said, "Dunman's centre pass, Sorry."&lt;br /&gt;then continue to act cool.&lt;br /&gt;if i could see my act cool face in the mirror when i umpire,&lt;br /&gt;i might just slap meself.&lt;br /&gt;didn't do all the hand signals also. but i'll work on that.&lt;br /&gt;so, we waited and waited for the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;goot calls my arms, seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and all of us passed!&lt;br /&gt;20 out of 25 people pass.&lt;br /&gt;i think they were damn lenient thats why.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the llabtenians pass!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to bathe, and kfc for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;i was starving cause i didn't eat anything since friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backtracking to friday,&lt;br /&gt;audrey and i went to umpire for the sac friendly game.&lt;br /&gt;didn't really catch all the infringements but it was good practice.&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of the last quarter which is the 8th quarter,&lt;br /&gt;i've no energy to blow already.&lt;br /&gt;umpiring is tough!&lt;br /&gt;took bee's car to knc for umpiring pracs after that.&lt;br /&gt;didn't eat the entire day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i umpired a total of 12 quarters from friday to saturday.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i was sunburnt and i look as tan as before.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been damn tired since saturday.&lt;br /&gt;its the sun.&lt;br /&gt;cheeeeerchong han-en is angry.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm damn honoured too cause goot is used to seeing the usuals everyday that she wants me to go down and watch the last junior league match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEEP TEST NEXT YEAR! SAVE ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>death.</title>
    <published>2007-12-07T22:49:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-07T22:49:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I'M GOING FOR UMPIRING TEST NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;LET THE GOD BLESS ME!&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU READING THIS BLESS ME TOO!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>amily said keep it a secret.</title>
    <published>2007-12-05T20:15:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-05T20:15:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;KUKUNEHNEH!&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered something after i washed my hair. there's a bump on my head!&lt;br /&gt;my dog tried to kill me!&lt;br /&gt;this morning when i woke up, i wanted to go pee. didn't see my dog lying on the floor. he was lying where i was about to step. then when i realised, i tried to avoid and i fell.&lt;br /&gt;i hit my head on the edge of the table.&lt;br /&gt;its was so painful la.&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid&amp;nbsp;murderer just wanna make stupid noises at me.&lt;br /&gt;i repeat, it was so painful la... that i went back to sleep cause the weather was nice.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe thats why i didn't recall anything about it until i felt the painful bump on my head.&lt;br /&gt;the dog is a murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, wednesday was supposed to have umpiring practical!&lt;br /&gt;but the weather just didn't want to cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;it rained and rained as if rain was dancing for rain.&lt;br /&gt;i needed the practical to practice! so now, it means i've one less practice, one more step to failing.&lt;br /&gt;the best thing was when cheer, amily, peishi and i board the bus, we received a call saying that umpiring practical was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;we alighted at the next stop. i wasted 60 plus cents. piss off!&lt;br /&gt;we walked round toa payoh for amily and cheer to decide what food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;amily the cheaponehneh's eyes light up when she saw wanton mee was $1.90. but there was no space at the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;hence, we decided to go back to where we came from and they ate jiken rice.&lt;br /&gt;the secret rebounding of rice.&lt;br /&gt;amily said to keep it a secret. and i shall cause in the afternoon i was reading about karma. i wish to have a good life so i must be a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;here's pictures of the lovely weather at toa payoh.&lt;br /&gt;the clouds&amp;nbsp;or whatever you call it are just above the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="267" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00089z9q/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008aew3/"&gt;&lt;img height="267" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008aew3/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008bgk1/"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008bgk1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i like the friends i have now.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i never thought we could be such good friends.&lt;br /&gt;they're nice people who&amp;nbsp;are honest about everything.&lt;br /&gt;and i think you guys know who are.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i'm young all over again.</title>
    <published>2007-12-03T16:27:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-03T16:32:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;if i remember correctly,&amp;nbsp;wednesday was the theory test.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think it was ok, passable.&lt;br /&gt;spend the rest of the days waiting for some NS person to call and tell me whether i passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, someone gave me a surprise of buying my favourite kfc from kallang.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't a surprise since i know YOU'RE COMING OVER, YOU BUTTHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;and i spend my day waiting for some NS person to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday came.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, the NS person called, was james.&lt;br /&gt;he told me i pass my theory test with a whooping&amp;nbsp;87%!&lt;br /&gt;so, saturday i can go for my first umpiring practical.&lt;br /&gt;can't help miss huang with the juniors already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then saturday,&lt;br /&gt;my first ever umpiring practical.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed in the room to hear julie talk about umpiring stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then we practiced our protocols.&lt;br /&gt;finally, they put 7 players on court. the umpires have to blow whoever to catches the ball.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't say shooter.&lt;br /&gt;after the umpiring, bathed.&lt;br /&gt;went yishun 925 for jiken rice and dessert with cheer, amily, peishi and yilun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, second umpiring practical.&lt;br /&gt;we went straight to doing the practical.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time since c div, i feel butterflies in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, not in stomach.&lt;br /&gt;i think i suck at umpiring!&lt;br /&gt;keep forgetting to do the hand signals and get tongue tied.&lt;br /&gt;so gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday is the next practical.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i remember to do everything that i've been taught.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>all around me are familiar faces.</title>
    <published>2007-11-27T06:11:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-27T06:11:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00088347/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00088347/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was me cousin's wedding. so yay! excuse for not going training.&lt;br /&gt;ate good food. love the first 3 dishes.&lt;br /&gt;don't know half my relatives cause they came from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;all i did was just follow my mother like a dog to be introduced.&lt;br /&gt;as&amp;nbsp;usual, i gave my&amp;nbsp;pro-fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, OTU. stayed to watch junior league.&lt;br /&gt;frog leg porridge with amily cheer and peishi.&lt;br /&gt;yummilicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy hearts is nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>LOVEDDD!</title>
    <published>2007-11-19T15:20:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-19T15:52:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;through the few days of isolation, i thought everyone hate me cause no one date me!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, my phone was quiet as a stone.&lt;br /&gt;no body talk to me online unless i talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me think everyone hates me or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, i suddenly feel that there's people out there who actually care about me!&lt;br /&gt;i'm touched!&lt;br /&gt;i send my love out to all you people out there!&lt;br /&gt;this is so lame.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i actually thought everyone hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love shall go to people like debbie, geraldine, GOH WEIWEI cause she asked me to work, elizabeth, goot, flat, miss am&amp;nbsp;and... i think thats all man!!&lt;br /&gt;i've so few friends. the rest of them just hates me.&lt;br /&gt;they REALLY DO.&lt;br /&gt;ok, bye to all you denise haters!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i hate the sun</title>
    <published>2007-11-17T20:29:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-17T20:29:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;trainings nowadays are like secondary school, tirednesses, muscle aching.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like my stamina is coming back 0.1% each tiring training.&lt;br /&gt;the most recent training i almost sprain my ankle just cause my mind flew away to stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umpiring doesn't seem that bad anymore. just that i feel retarded doing the hand signs.&lt;br /&gt;and the double whistle thing literally takes my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;beep beep BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP, TIME!&lt;br /&gt;its really not easy.&lt;br /&gt;we all did it funnily at first but its still funny after a while.&lt;br /&gt;and instead of saying teams 30 seconds, cheer said umpires 30 seconds! throw face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00086epa/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00086epa/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on some unknown day, its my grandma's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;the perankan cum hock chias unite! &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(worse combi ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;she's so cute right? look at my happy grandaunt.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, whenever there's good food, i'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;this year was a little different, no abalone or shark's fin or buddha jump over the wall. more light food.&lt;br /&gt;first dish was the longevity pao then i can't remember the rest in order. but there's peking duck, roast pork, drunken prawn &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i love! ate the most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;!), some shellfish thing, cod fish &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(i love too!),&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; long long never-ending noodles, i can't remember already..&lt;br /&gt;dessert was chocolate ice cream balls.&lt;br /&gt;hurray!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>idonthaveablog @ 2007-11-09T01:48:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-08T18:10:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-08T18:10:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;on some unknown day i went out with kelly to chinatown and bugis.&lt;br /&gt;on some unknown day i went out with geraldine to watch stardust.&lt;br /&gt;on some unknown day i went amk hub with my sister and watch some trailers while she do her hr stuff at cathay, after that she made me a cheaponehneh with 5 bucks dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on some unknown day i dreamt of louis khoo.&lt;br /&gt;on some unknown day i dreamt of small ghost.&lt;br /&gt;on some unknown day i dreamt of .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on&amp;nbsp;a known day, 7th nov. the eve of deepavali i went out with flat and cheeeeerchong han-en.&lt;br /&gt;first we went to holland village &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(we missed 9 stops),&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate the holland v nasi lemak, wanted my cheese buns but its sold out!&lt;br /&gt;after that we went cold rock for ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;we introduces the ice cream chopper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007yg8c/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007zgff/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00081zd0/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00081zd0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously if you want some chopped ice cream, i can do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;$6.50 for a cup for chopped ice cream, displaying our might-be-happy faces but not so when its in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00082h89/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00083y8y/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00084h9p/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00084h9p/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around holland v a bit and town we go after.&lt;br /&gt;shopped abit, flat and i bought some rave top. cheeeeerchong han-en bought a capri.&lt;br /&gt;then marina square&amp;nbsp;we go for some tomyum at thai express! finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008533e/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0008533e/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk and home we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on deepavali, i stayed at home as usual cause no one wanna date me.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>minority</title>
    <published>2007-11-05T10:10:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-05T10:10:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i hate it when people ask whats my dialect.&lt;br /&gt;and when i answer them, they go huh? whats that?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it makes&amp;nbsp;me wanna smack them in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i decided to search online.&lt;br /&gt;Hockchia, is a minority dialect of fujian. like really minority.&lt;br /&gt;some 30,000 Chinese Singaporeans are Hockchias. less than 10% i think.&lt;br /&gt;and after more searching, i found out that from the 1950s to the early 70s, the owners of bus companies such as Hock Lee, Green Bus, and Tay Koh Yat were Hockchias.&lt;br /&gt;and they were my relatives, grandaunties and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;imagine how rich i'll be if the bus companies is still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007xw4z/"&gt;&lt;img height="263" alt="" width="350" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007xw4z/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>BORED!</title>
    <published>2007-10-28T04:51:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-28T04:51:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;its weird like when i've no money, people just&amp;nbsp;keep&amp;nbsp;calling me out.&lt;br /&gt;but when i've money, no one wants to call me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;friday's training was... alright actually.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of like the tennis ball part. feels like baseball!&lt;br /&gt;i like catching it!!&lt;br /&gt;and uncle vincent said he's gonna train us more on our sprints.&lt;br /&gt;i hate sprints!&lt;br /&gt;i hate 100m 200m 400m. i like 800m, i hate 1500m and so on.&lt;br /&gt;ok. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've nothing to blog since no one ask me out at all.&lt;br /&gt;have been watching korean dramas on youtube everyday.&lt;br /&gt;so much for interviews....&lt;br /&gt;i realised a lot of llabten people around my age are signing on to... air force, navy, airlines. there might be one from the police next time. MIGHT BE.&lt;br /&gt;ok... i need to complain about someone. but i can't find anyone. where's geraldine?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007w091/"&gt;&lt;img height="279" alt="" width="400" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007w091/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a great mayor. you earn MAYOR OF THE YEAR award. wooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;my town is so organised!&lt;br /&gt;if you take human geography, the factories probably emits a lot of pollution therefore it is located away from the residential areas. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007sy08/"&gt;&lt;img height="215" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007sy08/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-10-25T14:27:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-25T14:27:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok... here's my officially last day of work.&lt;br /&gt;not with debbie but with yiwen. we finished it at like 4pm. fast fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007kcra/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007p196/"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007p196/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday i think i stayed at home... i think?&lt;br /&gt;wednesday amily the backside sick so no go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday... its today.&lt;br /&gt;went chinatown to get my pay in cheque.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! cheque. i've money but no money. shithead butthead!&lt;br /&gt;walked around with debbie after that and we laughed ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;from we'll cherish the love to ok, not funny already to GER KI GER KI!&lt;br /&gt;the ger ki ger ki was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;we were walking walking then suddenly a pigeon just fly towards us. debbie just move away without telling me, i was busy looking around at the things. when i turn in front i see the stupid pigeon flying straight to my face. i grab debbie and shouted GER KI GER KI!&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanted to say birdie birdie but i was too... excited? scared? it came out ger ki ger ki.&lt;br /&gt;after that went to watch movie at toa payoh with yiwen.&lt;br /&gt;the seeker: the dark is rising.&lt;br /&gt;alot of similarities with harry potter. like the twins and special powers and the dark forces and snakes? all those kind of things la.&lt;br /&gt;but something about the movie really puzzled me.&lt;br /&gt;the seeker can travel through time. at the church, he brought back the guardians. then the other 2 times when he went back to the past, he brought back his sister and brother. so it means that when he travel through time, the guardians don't naturally travel back with him. anyone around him can. but, in the church, his mother was besdie him, why didn't his mother travel back in time with him? curious huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. training tomorrow. bah!</content>
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    <title>WORK WORK WORK!</title>
    <published>2007-10-19T17:38:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-21T08:58:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i haven't blog for super long. so yaaa.. i shall blog now.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a super long and brief entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 of work.&lt;br /&gt;boring boring and boring.&lt;br /&gt;no, its not really that boring. its annoying!&lt;br /&gt;the toadster in charge is seriously a toadster! he should just make up his mind on what he wants to do. if there's a real knife in the store i would stab his indecisive brains and feed it to the birds. enough about him. he's annoying that he made me lost my medic bag.&lt;br /&gt;holland village XO fish sliced noodles is downstairs from where i work. the food at the other side is awesome awesome and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;there's muffin and awesome thai food and tu tu kueh and muah chee and herbal tea egg and more...&lt;br /&gt;ok... pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006edt7/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006fhg1/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006fhg1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006hdyf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006kx3q/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006kx3q/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 of work.&lt;br /&gt;big nehneh and the bed room's over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006scz4/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006q3z9/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006q3z9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work went down to city hall to celebrate kelly's early birthday. bought a red pen for her. expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006t766/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006t766/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 of work.&lt;br /&gt;if i remember correctly, my phone suddenly spoil cause i couldn't take any pictures or video for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;but here's some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="148" alt="" width="176" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006w7p0" /&gt;&lt;img height="148" alt="" width="176" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006xw9k" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006ywz3/"&gt;&lt;img height="148" alt="" width="176" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006ywz3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="148" alt="" width="176" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006z03c" /&gt;&lt;img height="148" alt="" width="176" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000701k0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00071tfr/"&gt;&lt;img height="148" alt="" width="176" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00071tfr" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 of work.&lt;br /&gt;arm pit hair and hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000723st/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00073dbd/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00073dbd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00074rh0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00075exd/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00075exd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, me mama and her bestfriend came to find me.&lt;br /&gt;we ate at the chinatown night market. stingray, kang kong, satay, cha kway teow. wanted to eat more but we were too full.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to get my lotion and conditioner... like finally. and i bought a dress for myself for 15 bucks! in future i might go to the shop again cause the sales assistant is so friendly and nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 of work.&lt;br /&gt;Debbie overslept till 5 plus? and she didn't come work leaving me all alone.&lt;br /&gt;look at the lonely me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00076sks/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00076sks/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the 8th day of work is friday, i snailed down to kallang for training. even snailing, i'm still there the earliest. early bird have no worm to eat. only 5 people came for training. how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 of work.&lt;br /&gt;no pictures or video. i can't remember why. probably because we spent our time sleeping and watching videos on the laptop? and because of oversleeping, debbie had to treat me to chicken rice and chocolate muffin. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 of work.&lt;br /&gt;did stupid things again but i'm damn lazy to upload on youtube cause its all in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00077h1w/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00078t8a/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00078t8a/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went pasir panjang for some seafood with me mama, sister and jason.&amp;nbsp;absolutely&amp;nbsp;it rocks!&lt;br /&gt;had gonggong, lala, chuchu, stingray, kangkong and&amp;nbsp;crayfish. the gonggong seriously rocks my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 of work.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, what happened on day 11 of work? i can't remember a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 of work.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. i can't remember anything about day 12 too. weird...&lt;br /&gt;but i remembered i bump into many people. one of which is christopher sheperdson. shock of the minute! its been like 3 or 4 years since i last saw him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 of work. (last day)&lt;br /&gt;i remember!&lt;br /&gt;catwoman and schoolgirls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00079z5x/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007aqyz/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="" width="250" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007aqyz/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the annoying guy seriously, go suck... catus! did i spell correctly? looks wrong.&lt;br /&gt;my last day of work became monday, and my working partner changed to lin yiwen.&lt;br /&gt;day 13 of work which is friday (unlucky!). hence, training!&lt;br /&gt;the annoying guy caused me to be late for training but thank god i was able to catch the last &lt;strike&gt;train&lt;/strike&gt; runs before 10 rounds around 6 courts.&lt;br /&gt;training was tiring! only the begining that is.&lt;br /&gt;the only one i remembered was side step one third and back, run two thirds and back, sprint one third and back, run full court and back. 30 crunches, 1 minute of that stand holds? whatever you call it. did three sets. second set crunches was 20, stand holds 30 lower back breaking seconds, third set 15 crunches, another 30 lower back breaking seconds. i think i did it wrongly thats why my lower back super pain, but i was using my abs too. so it means my abs is confirmed united kingdom forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 20th October.&lt;br /&gt;went out with yiwen, siangling and supposedly audrey. but she got some medical check up so she couldn't come.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its been super long since the 4 or 3 of us, north and south pole unite! we should do this more often!&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch in the cold cold marina square, walked around and finally went to hong koong cafe to have the mango snow ice which is majorly a cheater of money. the mango ice cream sucks. they should change it to mango sherbet. it'll be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;siangling and i kept staring at the food ordered by the people outside. and its serioursly stupid to eat the half boiled egg at hong kong cafe. i can do it for you and its less than 2 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007b1z1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007cp41/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007dhth/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007dhth/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007ebtb/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007fdg0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007gze2/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007gze2/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007h1kp/"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0007h1kp/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finish blogging!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>work, bbq. (image heavy)</title>
    <published>2007-10-07T08:48:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-07T08:54:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;day 2 of work. &lt;br /&gt;more packing, more slacking, more goofing around. and mattress surfing. &lt;br /&gt;the 'dirty' nuns, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005g02q/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005h4d8/"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005h4d8/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the maid, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005kcet/"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005kcet/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the nerd, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005p993/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005qzbs/"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005qzbs/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the mattress surfers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005r2p1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005sede/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005sede/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the poor thin probably abused cat,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005t672/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005t672/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3 of work, &lt;br /&gt;packing, goofing around and sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;yes, i slept. some things just don't change even after you graduate from school. &lt;br /&gt;we jump jump jump like mad. and laugh till our stomach ache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005wg3w/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005xazg/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005y167/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005y167/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005z6aa/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00060bzb/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00061w32/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00061w32/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then we have the xu chun mei, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00062scy/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00063a79/"&gt;&lt;img height="225" alt="" width="300" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00063a79/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and bertha mason, shrek in the making and phua meisi, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00064d38/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000650w6/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00066aee/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00066aee/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the fooling arounds,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;after work, went for training.&lt;br /&gt;it was a friendly against tp.&lt;br /&gt;played 2 quarters of WA, 1 quarter of C.&lt;br /&gt;think i'm getting the hang of playing WA. at least i don't feel trapped because of the limited space i can run.&lt;br /&gt;and i pulled my back muscle. i couldn't turn when i was sleeping. and i hate sleeping on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, esther's 21st!&lt;br /&gt;initially i thought my back killed me. but after 3 hours of being paralyzed on bed and icing it for awhile, it felt better.&lt;br /&gt;so from toa payoh to the furtherest east me go!&lt;br /&gt;met geraldine and bought a birthday card. her mama fetch us to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;then the parteh. i saw shellen's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000672sx/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006a3ah/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006a3ah/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000681e2/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00069hr9/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00069hr9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006cp6y/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0006cp6y/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;the end.</content>
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    <title>a very long post.</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T15:00:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T15:00:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;monday,&lt;br /&gt;mummy and i went to have some japanese food. yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;my pathetic salmon which is overcooked. complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004yqtd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004zr53/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00050zps/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00050zps/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;went for a job interview with debbie at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;we were like roast pig under the sun and worse of all we couldn't find the place.&lt;br /&gt;from mosque street to temple street and finally the correct place at smith place.&lt;br /&gt;got the job immediate. but its only 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;after that debbie and i decided to explore chinatown a bit and we end up at raffles place area.&lt;br /&gt;camwhored at some swing thing which made us giddy after swinging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00051zee/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00052w03/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000534qp/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000534qp/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00054yhc/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00055918/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000564z1/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000564z1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, first day of work.&lt;br /&gt;this is where i work! look at the mess! there's even a oldies potty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000575y0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000583s8/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00059fdw/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00059fdw/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we carried the costumes up and down, up and down the stairs. dump it all at&amp;nbsp;the side&amp;nbsp;and sort it out with great pain!&lt;br /&gt;then we started playing a bit.&lt;br /&gt;representing debbie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005at6e/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005b4ax/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005cbae/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005cbae/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005dhxk/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005ex74/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005fcww/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0005fcww/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after fooling around a bit, we started sorting out the "traditional" clothes. labelled them and all.&lt;br /&gt;TC094(F), TC095(F), TC096(F), TC097(F)!!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we're gonna do the males traditional clothes.&lt;br /&gt;TC098(M), TC099(M)...... torture!&lt;br /&gt;hard labour but damn slack!&lt;br /&gt;my kind of job! slacking more than working, best thing on earth!&lt;br /&gt;we get to wear anything we want too! even shorts! i love wearing shorts!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>finally.</title>
    <published>2007-09-30T04:44:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-30T11:16:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;finally after about a month or so of not going out except for trainings, someone who is so nice called me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so friday, went orchard for lunch with charmaine, esther and lily. bai yuling have to work so she didn't join us.&lt;br /&gt;the food was not bad. had this minced noodles thing.&lt;br /&gt;so we talked and of course some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;then lily&amp;nbsp;went to meet her friend who helped us to take picture, which is rather weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004eyxg/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004fq9r/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004fq9r/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was left with the charmaine, esther and i.&lt;br /&gt;we were damn quiet and stony.&lt;br /&gt;walk around far east, staring at pigeons who daring walk right beside our feet at mcdonalds, decided to watch 'i now pronounce you chunk and larry'.&lt;br /&gt;at cine bump into cheer, so yay! a companion! i won't have to go training alone.&lt;br /&gt;we had loads of time to spare before the movie. and just outside cine was this police openhouse thing. where we spent my time at. which is good cause at least its about career. something that i'll considering doing. dog unit!&lt;br /&gt;in a blink of an eye, it was time for chunk and larry but charmaine suddenly have to meet her boyfriend so it was left with esther and i.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was good and touching! about keeping to the code, being a team, having a best friend who is always there, and of course gay rights!&lt;br /&gt;after the movie we walk around a while before both of us head off to meet our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went far east at the other end to meet cheer for training.&lt;br /&gt;its actually a friendly against NYP again.&lt;br /&gt;played C for 2 quarters.&lt;br /&gt;find that&amp;nbsp;nowadays i don't put in much effort in playing. just doing what i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;now, it feels like... like what am i winning for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saturday, went yishun to meet amily and cheer to go queensway.&lt;br /&gt;met amily first to buy bubble tea. on the way to the bubble tea shop i saw a dragonfly trapped in a display thing. but amily didn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;so being us, we went back to see whether it was real. and its real! though amily kept saying its battery operated.&lt;br /&gt;we walked to the bubble tea shop and met cheer there. took bus 855 to queensway.&lt;br /&gt;then the hunt for cheer's shoes begin.&lt;br /&gt;we went to every shop i think to look for pink shoes. she decided on a shoe which amily think is nice and which i logically think she should get.&lt;br /&gt;but we went to the ahnehneh shop so we can get more discount. which is only 2 bucks lesser? nothing than nothing actually.&lt;br /&gt;after she got her shoes, we went lunch!&lt;br /&gt;i ate katong laksa! and they ate curry rice. the curry rice look delicious but laksa is better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004k26c/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004gyfd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004gyfd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can resist good food?&lt;br /&gt;of course when we're in queensway, ikea is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004rexf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004ww82/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004ww82/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and meatballs are the uummmmm... yummmmm... ummmm...&lt;br /&gt;we sat at the kids section. tom and jerry was playing and a boy was waving.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004pgs6/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004qrhe/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004qrhe/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ikea &lt;em&gt;we decided to go cheer's place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the bus amily and i sat together again. i think she has a crush on me. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then cheer being alone started playing her psp leaving amily and i to tell each other our old school's ghost story. spine freezing i must say. especially netball camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so at cheer's place... HAHA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004xps9/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004xps9/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her room! its so nice!&lt;br /&gt;and if amily is gonna paint her room, i wanna help!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>FROG LEG &amp; DURIAN!</title>
    <published>2007-09-21T19:42:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T08:15:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;there's nothing much to blog recently until today.&lt;br /&gt;you see, no one wants to date me and therefore i'm always at home, always online.&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm not the one who is anti-social and always going MIA.&lt;br /&gt;i do ask people out, they always say OK! LETS GO TOMORROW! tomorrow will be full of excuses. OR they'll pretend not to see my message. am i that boring to go out with?&lt;br /&gt;those who read this and are guilty of it, yes its you! (i know you wanna call me bitch now but noo, i'm a slug. nooo, not a slut.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter and happier note,&lt;br /&gt;met Karen Kwong on the bus. spotted her from the upper deck. such good eyesight i have!&lt;br /&gt;so, since i've been at home everyday, training was&amp;nbsp;awesomely good.&lt;br /&gt;nah.. it was tiring enough to run outside when we came back we had to do more running drills.&lt;br /&gt;ball work was ok. except that i did most of it retardedly. my left and right is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;so we played a game where i was again WA.&lt;br /&gt;WA is a damn stressful position please! i don't know where to run and how to time for the balls.&lt;br /&gt;when i play C my stress level is&amp;nbsp; 0|------------&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5|0&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; |100&lt;br /&gt;when i play WA my stress level&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;0|------------------5|0------------------|100---&lt;br /&gt;how can anyone survive playing WA?!&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i played so badly that Vincent change me to C.&lt;br /&gt;i regretted bugging Vincent to put me as WA. should have just be satisfied with C. now i understand the phrase "it could've been worse."&lt;br /&gt;and i stole reese from diana! nah... she saw me do it then said we could take it. but i bet deep down inside she's cursing me. all the reese gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;after training, Bird; Amily; Colic Cheer and i went geylang on bus 158.&lt;br /&gt;i swear the bus driver is damn &lt;strike&gt;bitchy&lt;/strike&gt; bastardy. just because Cheer used her sister's ezlink card he made such a big fuss about it. tapping almost everyone's card to see if who's not a student student. i mean at least she paid for the ride right? and uncle, you look like you can retire soon so why care so much? close one eye la.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, bus fares are increasing and increasing. just because they build a new&amp;nbsp;air-con interchange, bus fare have to increase by a few cents. yeah, it may be nothing much at first but in the long run its gonna add up till hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;would you rather pay more for an air con interchange or pay less for a non air-con interchange. me being me, i rather pay less. but other Singaporeans being Singaporeans, pampered with diapers will probably prefer to pay more. not everyone in Singapore is&amp;nbsp;tipful enough to pay that few cents.&lt;br /&gt;back to what i wanna say, the bus driver suck! please suck my smelly sweaty socks dry!&lt;br /&gt;finally, we reach geylang and have to walk a long way to the frog leg porridge at lorong 13.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn good that&amp;nbsp;i can swear 600 times in front of ---. (i think there's a new law stating that&amp;nbsp;you will get fine for commenting about religion and all that shits. i should just shut my gap for freedom of speech. &lt;strike&gt;Singapore is democratic on the outside but communist on the inside&lt;/strike&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;so, we took pictures of the FROG LEG PORRIDGE! yum yum! we ordered two claypot of porridge. one big one medium. and the auntie keep putting spring onions when we said we don't want spring onions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004bcxf/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004bcxf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004d07a/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004cahb/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004cahb/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Amily just wanna steal all the gravy. and she loves the spine area! i think her spine probably looks like that!&lt;br /&gt;while eating, we talked about a lot of stuffs! ok. the usual stuff but its always interesting. i like!! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then Bird's boyfriend, Kenny came. wait, i think his name is Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mr bioskin and the shooter is so popular. hot topic!&lt;br /&gt;after frog leg porridge we went to eat durians at sultan durian.&lt;br /&gt;albeit the durian was sweet and nice to a certain extent, i think we got con by the uncle!&lt;br /&gt;1kg 12 bucks. so 2kg 24 bucks right? he charged&amp;nbsp;us 25 bucks and refuse to kiam gay.&lt;br /&gt;monkey chinchila backside you uncle! so in future please do not go there!&lt;br /&gt;Bird's Kenneth speak fluent hokkien sia! now we know where her ahlian-ness come from.&lt;br /&gt;when eating the durian i was gonna pick one to&amp;nbsp;happily eat then suddenly Amily started laughing and made me laugh too. after that she picked up the durian like so agressive, started laughing again and put it back. she's so &lt;strong&gt;dirty&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the funniest part was when we used the durian shell to wash our hands and our mouth. we were like little kampong kids playing with water dripping from the durian shell. pushing each other's head so we can enjoy the spikes on our lips. fun ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00048r4h/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000495qb/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000495qb/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004aws1/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004aws1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, at around 12 plus we went back. shared a cab with Amily and Colic Cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;* meanings of certain words are found only in '&lt;em&gt;The Advanced Dictionary of Dame Denise'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>YAY!</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T16:30:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T16:30:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;AMILY IS GONNA BUY THE XIAOGUI BOOK FOR ME IF SHE WINS TOTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is... she doesn't buy toto.</content>
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    <title>ALL WAS FINE!</title>
    <published>2007-09-16T07:47:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-16T07:47:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;currently, i'm addicted to Harry Potter (yes, a bit slow).&lt;br /&gt;i carry to book everywhere even to the toilet. i'll shit and read.&lt;br /&gt;i hug it to sleep too.. i think cause i wake up finding that i'm hugging the book not my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter has become my bible.&lt;br /&gt;if there's such a religion, i'll embrace it wholeheartedly with no doubts of what i've with the Gods now.&lt;br /&gt;Voldermort shall die! LONG LIVE HOUSE ELVES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&amp;nbsp;i finally&amp;nbsp;finish the damn last book which took me 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;i only took 3 days for order of phoniex! and its has more pages than the last book.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya... i cried 2 times when i was reading the book. once when Harry Potter thought something like they would never eat what Kreacher prepared for them. and the other time when Dobby died. its so sad..&lt;br /&gt;goblins can go suck the toadstool!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't really slept for 3 nights already. Harry Potter drugged me. no. JK drugged me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to the officially website now to play. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long life house elves!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>i laugh not because its funny.</title>
    <published>2007-09-14T20:10:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-14T20:10:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm watching criss angel now!&lt;br /&gt;why can't he take off his shirt? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match with NYP yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the sky was so sad&amp;nbsp;at kallang that i told bird, " its so cold and dark, its like dementors are coming. "&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?! i can tie my hair now!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats not the point. the point is that i played WA for 3 quarters!!&lt;br /&gt;its been about 4 years since i played the position in any match i think.&lt;br /&gt;when i wore the WA bib, i feel like i could spit rust out from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where to run, don't know how to come out for centre pass, don't know how to stand when the ball is coming down from the defending side, don't know this, don't know that.&lt;br /&gt;but overall it was ok cause they didn't really guard me for the centre pass. PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;and i think cheer and siangling can't play together. magnets when they're in the semi-circle.&lt;br /&gt;after the match, went kfc with cheer for food. yum yum! didn't eat anything for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;laugh because i did something silly.</content>
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    <title>earthquake tremors</title>
    <published>2007-09-13T01:05:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-13T01:05:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Good Morning everyone. Welcome to Primetime idonthaveablog Morning with me, Denise.&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;new quake measuring 7.9 on the Richter scale just hit Sumatra,&lt;br /&gt;triggering a fresh tsunami warning.&lt;br /&gt;Tremors were felt NOT ONLY at the eastern parts of Singapore but also in the central areas, at about 7.57am Singapore time.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm currently located in the central part of Singapore, Toa Payoh.&lt;br /&gt;Many people from the eastern part of Singapore called in to say that the tremors were more stronger&amp;nbsp;than the one yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But so far there were no reports of damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*US geological later downgrade the richter scale to 7.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad ah! i can be a news reporter.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i felt the tremors on my bed earlier and i thought my dog was humping on my pillow. but since when does my dog hump?&lt;br /&gt;so i got up, feel my bed thinking there's monster below (note that i just woke up and i'm not thinking straight).&lt;br /&gt;then i stare at my bottle of water at the dressing table it started shaking like a t-rex was jumping on my bed and telling me its an earthquake not me! (note that i just woke up and i'm not thinking straight again).&lt;br /&gt;i quickly call&amp;nbsp;the mother up, "MA! do you feel it shaking?" she was about to scold when she felt it the bed moving too.&lt;br /&gt;so the mother went to the sister's room to call her up, she woke up saying "what? i'm sick. everything is moving..."&lt;br /&gt;its called earthquake... the after shock of the first earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;amazingly the living room wasn't shaking.&lt;br /&gt;so there, my experience on this tremor. the second time in my life that i felt tremors.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm the first in my family to feel this tremor. so much for being a heavy sleeper huh.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>i know i know i blog too much!</title>
    <published>2007-09-11T04:20:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-11T04:22:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;yes, i've no life thats why i blog so much.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i really know that i've been blogging a lot lately but what's there to do right..&lt;br /&gt;and i've a sudden liking&amp;nbsp;in sharing&amp;nbsp;the random stuff&amp;nbsp;i see every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a sharing person you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! what i wanted to say is..... ARE DEFENDERS NORMAL HUMAN BEING?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she can jump so high and spread her legs in the air! and she's able to cover li ling's ball! IS SHE NORMAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="160" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/000417fz/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00042036/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="160" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00042036/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone tell me whether they're normal human beings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="160" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00043250/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00044pzf/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="160" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00044pzf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although she's my all time favourite but&amp;nbsp;she is definitely NOT NORMAL! how normal does she look to you?! nooo.. not at all normal. definitely not normal. she jumps too high. too high till its somehow GODLIKE. ok maybe not godlike but which normal person can take on a 206cm woman?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="160" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/0004530s/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="160" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00046b2s/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00047rr5/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="160" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/idonthaveablog/pic/00047rr5/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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