<?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-7324528377112606751</id><updated>2012-01-29T23:05:58.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Say</title><subtitle type='html'>Haha... My 1st time bloggin. Hopefully there's no error and understandable. =D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-3370577557222314657</id><published>2012-01-29T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:05:58.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>龟兔赛跑</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;有一天，一只自信的兔子看到一只乌龟在森林里缓缓的爬着。兔子突然间心血来潮，跑向乌龟说：“我们来一场赛跑吧！终点是森林中央的湖泊。我肯定跑得比你快！”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;乌龟听了，想了又想，犹豫了好一阵子。兔子开始有点不耐烦地，等着乌龟的答复。这时，乌龟才慢慢地抬起头来对兔子说：“好啊。我准备好了。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子一听到乌龟接下了挑战，点了头，喊了声：“那我们现在开始！” 头也不回会的往湖泊奔去。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子一开始好卖力地跑着，一心只想跑到终点的雀跃。另一厢，乌龟才提起有点笨拙的脚步，慢慢地，慢慢地，用尽全力地往湖泊迈进。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;跑着跑着，眼看湖泊就在兔子的眼前。但是，在到达终点前兔子必须穿越一片充满荆棘的花丛。兔子看着那充满刺的花丛，他，胆怯了，迟疑了，止步了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子，想放弃了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为怕痛，因为觉得不值得，因为担心太多。所以，兔子决定弃权了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子掉回头告诉乌龟自己放弃了比赛。说完后不当一回事地，一溜烟就消失在森林里。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然没有了对手，乌龟还是继续往湖泊迈进。但是乌龟也会像兔子一样放弃前进吗？还是会穿过那布满荆棘的花丛到达湖泊？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;×待续×&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its 2012 for 29 days and CNY is over too.. and i just blogged my 1st post for 2012. I just couldn't find the mood to blog at all. To be exact, i dont have the mood to do anything. &amp;nbsp;All i want to say is.. I hope that 2012 all my loved ones can be..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;身体健康，事事顺心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-3370577557222314657?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3370577557222314657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=3370577557222314657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3370577557222314657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3370577557222314657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='龟兔赛跑'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-9158362916198723612</id><published>2011-12-24T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:53:00.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Was about to blog a long ass emo blog post to pity myself, and hence the qn mark in my title. But after reading Cheeserland (started by a blogger named Cheesie from msia who won the best fashion blog award for NAPBAS 2011), my mood is like 10x better alrdy. Not like she got some kind of supernatural power that&amp;nbsp;psycho me to have good mood. Just felt better when i wasnt trapped in my own world. Her blog (cheeserland.com) is pretty entertaining to read. Worth spending some time reading it if u are interested in traveling, fashion and... internet meme-ing. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Im getting super emotional recently. I think im experiencing PMS.. Both post and pre. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVDhCcnVoxc/TvXOjLGthSI/AAAAAAAAAWY/_tLEySpB6hE/s1600/emo+nemo+lynn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVDhCcnVoxc/TvXOjLGthSI/AAAAAAAAAWY/_tLEySpB6hE/s320/emo+nemo+lynn.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this is me, the emo nemo lynn mopping around at home today. I look as unglam as it seems. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Emo mode switched on again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well~ *swims out of nemo lynn's world*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying...... when i read Chesserland, i really wished to be like a full time blogger like her. To be able to get sponsored for traveling all around the world, get paid for blogging different products after using them, and so many many more good stuffs. But i knew it wont happen to me. *sobs* T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it cos first of all, how do i get few thousands of viewers to read my blog??? I dont know how the famous bloggers do it, but i guess im too lazy to update my blog often and with so much nutritional info. Mostly i'll just mourn and groan about my boring everyday life and my sucky experiences which i bet people will get really sick reading. Like.. "eww, what's wrong with this bitch trying to look like the most pathetic human in the entire universe?" or.. "Oh please, there she goes all drama like a soap opera. *rolls eyes 10 times* " &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya.. My blog just not very pleasing to people sometimes.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something is wrong about my presentation also. I dont have a personalised page. Im lazy blogger who 'kop' the blogskin from blogskins.com conveniently. Partly, its so easy its just ctrl+c and ctrl +v and tadaa u have a nice blog layout. And partly.. im just a total IT idiot. Anything related to electronic items i'll have no patience at all for it. A minor glitch u'll see me pulling out all my hair, chewing the people around me, and me mutilating that electronic item that pissed me off. Designing my own blog is too much for me. I still want my lappy to stay in one piece a liittle longer. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my English sucks. =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely people reading my blog will start picking out all my spelling and grammer mistakes, and&amp;nbsp;criticizing&amp;nbsp; my limited vocab. I dont think my fragile heart can take all the arrows. Remember, im a emo nemo. Bloop bloop~ =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my conclusion: I'll still blog, but still carry on to dream that i'll become a famous blogger. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to dream right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its xmas eve I know. Most people should be happily celebrating or planning for some exciting activities tomorrow. I just dont have the habit to celebrate Christmas since my family doesnt celebrate it all along.. and there's no one i can celebrate all these years. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully... tomorrow will be a.. Merry Xmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-9158362916198723612?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9158362916198723612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=9158362916198723612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/9158362916198723612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/9158362916198723612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas?'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVDhCcnVoxc/TvXOjLGthSI/AAAAAAAAAWY/_tLEySpB6hE/s72-c/emo+nemo+lynn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7533933189304835901</id><published>2011-12-16T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:33:13.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontian December 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Intended to write a very emo post today, but i guess my blog is alrdy very well-flooded with those emo nemo posts. So i decided to write something about what i did today and yesterday! Reached my grandma's hse at Pontian yesterday, and i cant wait to update my blog after i come back, so i decided to update my blog today. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, my mum, bro and I decided to take a coach from Larkin to Pontian. Larkin is basically&amp;nbsp;a bus interchange near the msia custom, and u can take buses from here to almost every place in msia at a super affordable price!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vc07SEDmhm8/TusB2UwRzpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hVUKaUPX5iQ/s1600/151220111671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vc07SEDmhm8/TusB2UwRzpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hVUKaUPX5iQ/s320/151220111671.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The bus i took from JB to Pontian is just RM5.40! Cheap or what? Though the coach is not really five star standard, but its pretty comfortable and most importantly... CHEAP~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we added a new family member to our family! My cousin brought a dog back~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_9e44Gp5YI/TusCFYp-50I/AAAAAAAAAUM/hjXh_matu9M/s1600/161220111679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_9e44Gp5YI/TusCFYp-50I/AAAAAAAAAUM/hjXh_matu9M/s320/161220111679.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tentatively, his name is 小狗, cos he's gonna be this small even until it reaches adult. I know there's a lack of creativity in the name, but he responded when i call him that. So we'll just stick to this name. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f72HOyfytPw/TusEFzcOzRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YRB-P5FCryg/s1600/161220111681.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f72HOyfytPw/TusEFzcOzRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YRB-P5FCryg/s320/161220111681.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super hyperactive&amp;nbsp;canine. This is the only clear photo that i can snap cos he's constantly hopping around. Must be too excited to see pretty girl like me. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the new member in our family, I went to see the other dog, 黑嘴. He was damn happy to see me, but just as i was about to take of photo of him, i realised he was slowly inching away from me like im radiating some bad odour when i use my camera. =.= Then i found out that he actually doesnt like to take photo! LOL. He just dont like to face the camera, and 'siam' away from the camera like its jinxed or something. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UkoVWoiGK2Q/TusEG4HtNqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1QJa5DlYoEM/s1600/161220111690.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UkoVWoiGK2Q/TusEG4HtNqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1QJa5DlYoEM/s1600/161220111690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See his sad face? He's totally cheerful when i sayang him and when i took out the camera, that's what he showed me. lol. Totally remind me of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uQrh7m1QiE/TusLcyS9p-I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xv3ET39-rHo/s1600/okay.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uQrh7m1QiE/TusLcyS9p-I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xv3ET39-rHo/s1600/okay.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Okay. I'll take pic with u. =( "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the sequel of what happened after the pic above.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z5pY_E0PaY/TusEHgsPMcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_PbtQ-i7aog/s1600/161220111691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z5pY_E0PaY/TusEHgsPMcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_PbtQ-i7aog/s1600/161220111691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Alright, alright. Since u like me so much, i'll smile for u. heh. =D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab2XZB7xvSA/TusEIAcy-YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/b4fVQd3ODOQ/s1600/161220111692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab2XZB7xvSA/TusEIAcy-YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/b4fVQd3ODOQ/s1600/161220111692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Err... u have enough??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AcenOGIGODs/TusEIjsVGoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/9SmPkPpkNGk/s1600/161220111693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AcenOGIGODs/TusEIjsVGoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/9SmPkPpkNGk/s1600/161220111693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Ok. Im done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally no give me face. =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXs01sRskDE/TusEJcmYujI/AAAAAAAAAWA/hWvPHg0A4BE/s1600/161220111696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXs01sRskDE/TusEJcmYujI/AAAAAAAAAWA/hWvPHg0A4BE/s1600/161220111696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After being ignored by the dog, i went to toast a bread to console myself. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la.. Just being very 贪吃. HAHA. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my craving satisfied, me, my mum and bro went to stroll around the area. And saw several things that caught my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S60B9znaXAI/TusCrz-Po9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/yItV2J_gHUM/s1600/161220111699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S60B9znaXAI/TusCrz-Po9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/yItV2J_gHUM/s320/161220111699.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guns are legal in Msia meh??? Hmm....O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydqn_ZEqmmk/TusCgjUrJOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/l0m2a_Uj6qg/s1600/161220111698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydqn_ZEqmmk/TusCgjUrJOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/l0m2a_Uj6qg/s320/161220111698.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a H&amp;amp;M in Pontian! Just that the H&amp;amp;M here only sells lingerie. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5UEmPS6k3X4/TusC3dTd5sI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9T3mXDJyCfM/s1600/161220111702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5UEmPS6k3X4/TusC3dTd5sI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9T3mXDJyCfM/s320/161220111702.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And there's 小巨蛋!!!! hahaha. Its a karaoke like kbox. u wont see Stars singing, u can see urself or ur friends singing like a star though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for now~ The weather is super hot over here, and i feel im going to get baked sitting in the living room. lol. Caught a flu ytd, and the medicine i took is making me super drowsy. @@ Update my blog again~ tata~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7533933189304835901?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7533933189304835901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7533933189304835901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7533933189304835901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7533933189304835901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/12/pontian-december-2011.html' title='Pontian December 2011'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vc07SEDmhm8/TusB2UwRzpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hVUKaUPX5iQ/s72-c/151220111671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2876807566283738575</id><published>2011-12-15T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:55:19.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我快受不了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不。能。哭。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2876807566283738575?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2876807566283738575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2876807566283738575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2876807566283738575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2876807566283738575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8735212726571703450</id><published>2011-11-16T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T16:40:17.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>Hasnt been blogging for quite some time cos i dont know whether its the appropriate timing to blog. Exams are just next week and my revision progress is going on at snail speed. And also, some things are still hanging there... guess really need some time to settle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it really sucks to be stuck at a position where everything is unclear. Its like someone forcefully blindfolded u and ask u to walk out of a complicated maze urself. U frantically wanna find a way out, but the more u panic, the more u'll bang into the wall or trip over urself. In the end? The more u are lost. Sucks. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity and lack of assurance is really gonna kill me one day. I seriously dont understand why i always feel this way. Perhaps, im afraid of the unknown. Perhaps, im afraid of unpredictability. Perhaps, im lacking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its my past experience and the things that i observed around me, my trust for people are slowly diminishing. Im feeling more dubious about people's actions and words. Is that the real intention? Is the person hiding some things from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i feeling this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的心在哪里？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不想再浪费泪水。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8735212726571703450?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8735212726571703450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8735212726571703450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8735212726571703450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8735212726571703450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/11/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2953261553403747385</id><published>2011-10-31T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:51:57.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心事</title><content type='html'>There's a very good reason why i want to share my problems with my friends more than with my parents, cos i understand that my friend will be there to be my listening ear, to allow me to finish my story.&amp;nbsp;Most imptly, wont scold me like hell like a mum when i express my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel better by expressing my thoughts to my friends, nt to feel&amp;nbsp;like a&amp;nbsp;sinner after confiding my deepest thoughts to them. If i feel worse after saying out how i feel, then what's the point of sharing? Make urself feeling more vex on top of my original problems? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u all care. But by the method that u all are caring for me now, u all&amp;nbsp;are not making me feel any better, neither does it solve my problems. In fact, I feel like shit now. I also cant be bothered to explain too much alrdy. I dont want to get anymore scoldings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i feel sharing my thoughts&amp;nbsp;may not really be a&amp;nbsp;gd&amp;nbsp;idea now. Maybe i should just keep everything to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like that, and that's that. I cant change my character. Im fickle. Im fickle because im constantly searching for that only thing that i always yearn for. Something simple, but something that i always dont get. Once i found it, i'll stop weaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe i've found it now. Im serious about it. So please stop making assumptions and treat me someone that's not sober. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. I feel so terrible now........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好累。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2953261553403747385?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2953261553403747385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2953261553403747385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2953261553403747385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2953261553403747385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='心事'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1087550432696955613</id><published>2011-10-27T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T19:37:11.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Finally got the chance to&amp;nbsp;post this random entry today using the school's com. Waiting for uncle khoo to end his meeting so i can finally feed my well-starved stomach. X_X I wasnt able to blog recently cos my poor lappy crashed and was sent to my uncle in msia to repair. =( There's no time for me to go back to msia to collect, so i'll be lappy-less for the few months ahead. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can access to internet currently using my very cui nokia phone, but i can only visit sites that&amp;nbsp;have mobile version. So i can only use simple webs like fb, twitter and hotmail. Blogspot appears to be too complex for my dumb phone to load. DAMN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IT MEANS I CANT BLOG FOR THE NEXT FEW MONTHS. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painsssssss much. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMY my dear lappy~ i promise im gonna treat u like a princess when u come back alrite? Dont die on me again~ T_T Till then i guess i'll update my blog if i can grab a com in sch during my free time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, life's been pretty boring. Study --&amp;gt; tuition --&amp;gt; watch tv --&amp;gt; sleep is like the daily routine for these few weeks. Barely go out with friends or family. Sad life max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fearsome exams are round the corner. Modules this sem&amp;nbsp;are hellish hard and i can barely understand anything for some modules. I dont hope for GOOD results, i only wished for "non-dabao" results. *prays very hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst the sea of misery that im currently experiencing now, at least now i got something to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update again 'soon' i hope. tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1087550432696955613?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1087550432696955613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1087550432696955613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1087550432696955613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1087550432696955613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8770196451584405318</id><published>2011-10-12T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T01:46:05.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood donation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I donated my blood for the 1st time ytd!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My friend was asking me whether i want to accompany her to donate blood in NTU's annual blood donation drive. I agreed to go with her but ended up she couldn't donate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cos she ate 枇杷膏 in the morning wtf. =.= Is there any person in the world that's allergic to 枇杷 or 川贝??? Totally LOL-ed when my friend came to me depressed telling me why she cant donate. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well. At first I thought i wont have the chance to donate, cos i remember in JC we have blood donation drive every year and i went to try for my 2 yrs in JC. In the end i wasnt able to donate cos the person-in-charge claim that my veins are too small to donate. Tell me to do more exercise some more (that was the time i exercised so frequently as if like breathing). =.= So happy that the person told me that i can donate! Wee~ XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The whole procedure took me around... 1.5h? But 1+++h was spent for checking particulars, checkups, and waiting.. AND MORE WAITING. =.= The blood drawing process was only less than 10mins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At first i was fearing that the whole ginormous-needle-piercing-into-my-arm is gonna be very painful and i thought i'll freak out for that part. But end up, i think the pricking of my fingertip for the hb test is the most painful part. =.= When the gigantic needle was inserted after anesthesia, i seriously couldnt even feel any tickling sensation on my arm. Its like a dead lump of meat with blood constantly oozing out. lol. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvVZw1-e_UQ/TpRzzVEfVOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eytNVHvjjFA/s1600/111020111427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvVZw1-e_UQ/TpRzzVEfVOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eytNVHvjjFA/s320/111020111427.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said that my vein on my left hand is too small, so i can only get the blood from my right hand. The small little bag in the middle of the picture is for filling the tubes for testing. I told the doctor that the bag of blood felt warm (cos it was resting at the side of my arm), so she decided to leave the bag of blood on top of my arm so i can feel the warmth. LOL. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bjYym0cYQc/TpRzwLd4iRI/AAAAAAAAASw/FObwGqbEAn4/s1600/111020111424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bjYym0cYQc/TpRzwLd4iRI/AAAAAAAAASw/FObwGqbEAn4/s1600/111020111424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People beside me and infront of me were fainting from the donation, but im there, happily 自拍-ing when i was donating my blood. LOL. Pardon the cui face, the result of &amp;lt;5h of sleep the previous night. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2m5V0nm5C-0/TpRzv3132rI/AAAAAAAAASo/5xFOBEZFlMQ/s1600/111020111422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2m5V0nm5C-0/TpRzv3132rI/AAAAAAAAASo/5xFOBEZFlMQ/s320/111020111422.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The bag of blood filling up~ my friend was like screaming "why u so gross go take picture of your blood?" Aiya~ 1st timer ma~ always excited by everything happening around me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmj5BHiT7xU/TpRz1zYH3UI/AAAAAAAAATA/UdVNBxHUL9c/s1600/111020111429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmj5BHiT7xU/TpRz1zYH3UI/AAAAAAAAATA/UdVNBxHUL9c/s320/111020111429.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And tadaa! A packet full of blood to save a life! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebIU_ZkrQO0/TpRz4pamq1I/AAAAAAAAATI/AP3FlcGJmKc/s1600/111020111430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebIU_ZkrQO0/TpRz4pamq1I/AAAAAAAAATI/AP3FlcGJmKc/s320/111020111430.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sticker that i was told to paste on my clothes. The doctor's really quite gentle to me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyMFQJKTvo0/TpRz7e0aj2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/optYdv19Q-g/s1600/111020111433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyMFQJKTvo0/TpRz7e0aj2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/optYdv19Q-g/s320/111020111433.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And i requested for purple bandage! Of course it'll be purple~ Been eyeing on it even before the donation. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--J6vK882Pis/TpRz_la3XII/AAAAAAAAATY/8i_2BrOogIw/s1600/111020111435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--J6vK882Pis/TpRz_la3XII/AAAAAAAAATY/8i_2BrOogIw/s320/111020111435.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everything that i got for the donation: Sticker, bandage, iron tablet, stress ball and refreshment (finished my milo though. lol). Gonna donate again next time! =) See how many stress balls i can collect. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, after school, i bumped into HER and she noticed the bandage on my arm. So she chatted with me briefly (but unusually cheerfully) and before she left she added something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Btw, i added u on FB."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the nxt 1min, i thought i heard the wrong thing. But my friend who was beside me heard it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tluVH95-RkM/TpR_BK0F6PI/AAAAAAAAATg/gAHrl6pL0oI/s1600/she+added+me+on+fb.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tluVH95-RkM/TpR_BK0F6PI/AAAAAAAAATg/gAHrl6pL0oI/s640/she+added+me+on+fb.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O --&amp;gt; O_o --&amp;gt; O^O --&amp;gt; ^o^ --&amp;gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fireworks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually she added me some time back but there's so many people that i dont know who added me through 囧2. So basically i kinda ignored the friend requests and HER request was buried in the sea of anonymous beings. How could i missed that? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the 1st thing i did when i reached home was to confirm friend request with zero hesitation. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i was quite&amp;nbsp;reluctant to go to school on the day and intend to skip school. Cos i slept late (watching movie online.. =p) and there's a freaking 8.30am lesson. But if not for this morning lect, i wont have gone for the awesome blood donation, and SHE wont have caught up a conversation with me. And if she never tell me that she added me, i would have ignored her for like another zillion years and she'll thought im being very 'dao'. And worse still.. i may end up rejecting HER request with the other friend requests. O_O heng ar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its gd that i go sch. Lack of sleep in exchange with something like this. WORTHWHILE. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, got to go sleep so i can mug through the whole day tmr for the test on thurs! =D &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8770196451584405318?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8770196451584405318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8770196451584405318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8770196451584405318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8770196451584405318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/10/blood-donation.html' title='Blood donation!'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvVZw1-e_UQ/TpRzzVEfVOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eytNVHvjjFA/s72-c/111020111427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5026309182953779760</id><published>2011-09-30T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:45:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>面对</title><content type='html'>不知道有没有人发现，其实我很害怕面对情感的问题。不管是友情，亲情，爱情，我最怕在这些关系中面临问题。情感总让理智的我失去控制，患得患失，不知所措。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情感有时候对我来说像海啸。随时会把我吞没，让我窒息。为了避免如此窘境，没有必要我一定会逃得越远越好，根本都不想理会。所以当我决定面对时，可想我是下了多大的决心，付出多大的勇气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，有些话已经没有必要多做解释。就像上一堂课，能吸收多久就多少，能学到的就是宝贵的人生经验，不需要计较有没有把整堂课的所有细节背熟。如果越是坚持想把所有不会的弄清楚，就越可能一直痛苦地纠结着，慢慢的连对课堂的兴趣都失去了。这样一来怎能了解其中的精髓呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本该身为‘老师’的我也从这堂课中学习了不少。我相信你应该和我一样有所体会吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不相信永远，但我相信未来。在未来很久很久很久的日子里，&lt;br /&gt;我希望你可以一直当我的司机，让偶尔迷失方向的我找到出路。&lt;br /&gt;我希望你可以一直当我的医生，疗愈总是被爱中伤的我。&lt;br /&gt;我希望你可以变乌鸦（很美的那种），阻挡我太冲动危险地飞翔。&lt;br /&gt;我希望我们还可以像白痴，陪着彼此讲梦话。&lt;br /&gt;我希望你可以继续限制我心魔被解放。&lt;br /&gt;你未来都会是我最美丽的嫁妆，是我最宝贝的收藏，你不点头的男人我不嫁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5026309182953779760?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5026309182953779760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-4924318080821839778</id><published>2011-09-27T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:48:51.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>发火</title><content type='html'>老实说我现在快要气炸了。认识我的人应该懂得我不常生气。偶尔只有发发牢骚。我以为这一次只是短暂的不同意，不愉快。但是，过了2天，我不止没有消气，我现在反而更没有办法体谅。这一次我真的生气了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最最最讨厌一些人做了一些惹人生气的事后才说对不起。伤害已经造成了才道歉有用吗？这跟打了人一巴掌后说声‘对不起’有什么两样？而且最让我厌恶的是做错事还哭哭啼啼，搞得被害人好像变成罪人一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;控制别人的情绪很好玩是吗？你凭什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有，整件事我是出于关心才插手。普通朋友我才懒得管。之前闹得天翻地覆我替你们头痛。打电话给她又没接；传简讯给他又没回。现在两个人又当成没这么一回事，什么也没跟我这个快担心死的朋友交待。把我当什么啊？白痴吗？我现在真的觉得我是一个大白痴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再来，对我不满就当面当时说出来啊！干嘛等到现在才一副委屈地在博客上面说啊？感觉全世界只有你最委屈。我又不是没跟你说过，不满就该说。不要等到忍不住的时候在一些小事上爆发。在身边的人只有觉得你莫名其妙，不可理喻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我开始嫉妒你。当我是坏人也好，贱人也好。我就是看不惯你这样摆布人们情绪的作风。我。已。经。受。不。了。你。了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要来理我。我不想跟你说话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-4924318080821839778?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4924318080821839778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=4924318080821839778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4924318080821839778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4924318080821839778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_27.html' title='发火'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1652809170392822008</id><published>2011-09-26T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:54:39.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Friends are definitely a major part in my life. I used to believe that i should have as many friends as possible so i can look for someone to accompany whenever im alone. So i tried to widen my social circles by joining all sorts of activities, cca, events.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i realised i was utterly wrong. Knowing more people doesnt mean that u can get a true friend. I realised even with so many of my so called 'friends', i can hardly really confide to anyone whenever im troubled. There's only a handful that i'll share my emotions. There's only this handful that will truly care for me, give me advice to my problems and not probing me about my personal life like some paparazzi, and try to broadcast it to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its because of only this minute number of true friends that i have, i cherish them like some precious gems. Honestly speaking, recalling the dark days when im&amp;nbsp;ostracised&amp;nbsp; back then in sec school, im so afraid that one day i'll be a loner again. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the luxury of being surrounded by friends, and that's why im so sensitive to how my friends feel for my actions. 因为曾经失去所以如今更加珍惜。I dont know friends mean to others, but i know for me, w/o friends, i wont be able to live till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun to crack some jokes with friends, but i believe we should always keep in mind of the limit to our jokes. Cross that line and that's it. The mess is hard to clear after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether what i said make any sense to the intended audience, but i hope people can look at themselves and re-evaluate himself/herself towards the way they treat friends. I dont mean im a professional by saying that. Im doing self-reflection on myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要把朋友的关心当成理所当然。关心一旦被过度滥用，最后了解，信任。。。什么都可能失去。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1652809170392822008?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1652809170392822008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1652809170392822008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1652809170392822008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1652809170392822008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8875710992984527337</id><published>2011-09-25T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T23:34:21.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>绝对男友</title><content type='html'>Recently my blog is pretty lack of updates, cos im really too busy to settle down in front of my lappy to blog. =3= Im gonna blog on something really random. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned above, im gonna talk about 绝对男友, the perfect bf. HAHA. I got this title from a comic, which was published quite a few years back. The comic was even made into a drama series. Its about a girl falling in love with a robot bf that was custom-made according to her liking, her perfect bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the perfect bf looked like in the drama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5zk_RRkLvYY/Tn82_WJ4dFI/AAAAAAAAASc/X_6R29p9sxA/s1600/nai+te.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5zk_RRkLvYY/Tn82_WJ4dFI/AAAAAAAAASc/X_6R29p9sxA/s320/nai+te.JPG" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The longer i stared at this photo, the more im smitten by him. HAHA! @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khem. Khem. This is not the main point. The main point is... i recalled a few years back (when i was still in pri sch i guess?), my cousin came to my house and she was sketching some pictures on my sketch book. Then she asked me to describe to her the features of my perfect bf and she'll try to sketch it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, i like guys with thick eyebrows, big eyes (nice to be abit droopy... XD), sharp nose, small mouth, short spiky hair, face with a little edge, and dimples (i have a fetish for dimple guys, dont ask me why. Im just attracted to that 2 holes on the face. LOL). She started sketching as i described to her, and this is what she drew in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8kGKfPKDqw/Tn8406SXyDI/AAAAAAAAASg/9ldDtdnApwM/s1600/250920111395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8kGKfPKDqw/Tn8406SXyDI/AAAAAAAAASg/9ldDtdnApwM/s320/250920111395.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAHAHAHA. I purposely ransacked my room for this pic. HAHA. cute guy right? lol. Then i suddenly realised.... My perfect bf actually look like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv2vIjyMT6g/Tn87EVVp9FI/AAAAAAAAASk/rPSm0CjxP4M/s1600/Capture.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv2vIjyMT6g/Tn87EVVp9FI/AAAAAAAAASk/rPSm0CjxP4M/s320/Capture.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kinda like a grown-up shin chan. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nevertheless, the look for my dream bf is still rather the same after these years. Who cares whether he look like shin chan in the past or not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for the physical appearance part. Character wise... I wish my future bf will be gentle, generous, friendly, caring and romantic... oh man.. the list will just run endlessly if i continue. lol. Hmm.. Its barely possible for a guy to&amp;nbsp;fulfill&amp;nbsp;all these criteria i guess. So i believe that's why ppl call him a DREAM guy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i just have to keep waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了，对爱情会越挑剔；一个人久了，会变的比恋爱時候成熟；一个人久了，会常常浏览星座运程；一个人久了，朋友会越重要；一个人久了，会越來越喜欢听歌；一个人久了，对节日大多沒什么期待。一个人久了，因為怕伤害，懒得去恋爱，懒得去了解人……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8875710992984527337?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8875710992984527337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8875710992984527337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8875710992984527337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8875710992984527337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='绝对男友'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5zk_RRkLvYY/Tn82_WJ4dFI/AAAAAAAAASc/X_6R29p9sxA/s72-c/nai+te.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5591658757777640620</id><published>2011-09-07T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:48:42.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love</title><content type='html'>Today im going to blog about&amp;nbsp;a music review on the a new album that I bought not&amp;nbsp;long ago. As some people already know, it's a rare occasion for me to buy albums. So there must be some irresistable charm about the singer that hypnotised me to buy his/her album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose album? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONZCLcmaEZg/TmcbwOSNnJI/AAAAAAAAASI/m6Dv2q5kUkw/s1600/050920111260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONZCLcmaEZg/TmcbwOSNnJI/AAAAAAAAASI/m6Dv2q5kUkw/s320/050920111260.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hers! Hebe's 2nd album~ &amp;lt;&amp;lt;My Love&amp;gt;&amp;gt;~~~~ &amp;lt;3 The album's out on 2 Sept, i bought it on 3 Sept. Its like the thinnest album i've ever seen. Looks more like a small booklet than an album. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the album comes with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--4nKxKEoHHs/Tmcbcqior3I/AAAAAAAAASA/EfTCBQGMm9c/s1600/050920111257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--4nKxKEoHHs/Tmcbcqior3I/AAAAAAAAASA/EfTCBQGMm9c/s320/050920111257.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O_o seriously got no idea what it really is when i saw it at the 1st sight. Then i open it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJUmc7bRSc0/TmcbxQqSNNI/AAAAAAAAASM/BMSrnPDnEzQ/s1600/050920111261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJUmc7bRSc0/TmcbxQqSNNI/AAAAAAAAASM/BMSrnPDnEzQ/s320/050920111261.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh~ a recycle bag. Doesnt come with the Rilakkuma though. LOL. Cos the pic will look very boring with just the bag, so i&amp;nbsp;let my Rilakkuma be my model. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since im talking about Rilakkuma already, let me show something extra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CA9JjvOVRho/TmcbyJget5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/kGaimoouAgA/s1600/050920111263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CA9JjvOVRho/TmcbyJget5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/kGaimoouAgA/s320/050920111263.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Arent they KAWAII???? XD My mum went to&amp;nbsp;Marina Square to shop and&amp;nbsp;got these 3 at Prize Stage~ Love my mum~&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite,&amp;nbsp;digressed a little bit. Back to the main topic. lol. So as i was saying, Hebe's new album is a pretty good piece of work. The songs may not capture your attention when u listen for the 1st time. Its like smoking, u may hate the smell for the 1st try, but as u continue after various tries, u'll start to like it and slowly, u'll be addicted to it. Something difficult to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong. I dont smoke. Its just an analogy. LOL. Also, smoking is unhealthy, but listening to her song is harmless. haha. In fact, her songs are healing for the soul cos they are&amp;nbsp;positive and motivating. I just wanna say... her songs are great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. My music critic is lousy. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bng79-xG5Lg/Tmcbz9tFHxI/AAAAAAAAASU/o1sP2xbK0cM/s1600/050920111267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bng79-xG5Lg/Tmcbz9tFHxI/AAAAAAAAASU/o1sP2xbK0cM/s1600/050920111267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Contented fan&amp;nbsp;who cant wait to listen to her songs. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my command of English is lousy, let me&amp;nbsp;share my opinions about the songs in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;田馥甄的最新专辑《My Love》可以说是在这如今缺乏新意的华语市场注入的一股创意与个人风格。就如专辑名称，整张专辑想贯穿的主题就是‘爱’。与其像其他歌曲那样把爱说得撕心裂肺，《My Love》把爱描述的更勇敢，更唯美，更迂回。不平铺直诉，让你慢慢的品尝其中的滋味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;主打《My Love》感谢上一段感情带来历练，让下一段感情更成熟，更珍惜。《乌托邦》是一首非常适合一早起来听的开场曲。听了马上心旷神怡，以轻松的心情迎接一天的开始。《请你给我好一点的情敌》特别的印度曲风就是一首让人无法忘记旋律的歌。歌里对感情的潇洒和直率以Hebe独特的“田式唱腔”来诠释更显真实。《魔鬼中的天使》虽然唱得有点王菲的味道，但是Hebe唱出了属于自己的勇敢，一副“决不让你看见我的脆弱”的倔强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我的最爱就是《还是要幸福》。它除了是一首K 歌外，歌词里也描述那深深受伤的心灵还能真心祝福对方幸福的心情。绝对是百分百的催泪情歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不确定就别亲吻 &lt;br /&gt;感情很容易毁了一个人&lt;br /&gt;一个人若不够狠 &lt;br /&gt;爱淡了不离不弃多残忍&lt;br /&gt;你留下来的垃圾&lt;br /&gt;我一天一天总会丢完的&lt;br /&gt;我甚至真心真意的祝福&lt;br /&gt;永恒在你的身上先发生&lt;br /&gt;你还是要幸福&lt;br /&gt;你千万不要在招惹别人哭&lt;br /&gt;所有错误从我这里落幕&lt;br /&gt;别跟着我 铭心 刻骨”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感同身受~ T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整张专辑唯一让我稍稍失望的是《花花世界》。曲风怪，诠释怪。反正就是一首跟Hebe不搭调的歌。听到一半就是很想跳过就对了。但是，Hebe 我还是爱你的！哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what i feel about the album. This is my most elaborated critic ever. So mind-draining to type all these. LOL. Been so long that i last comment so much on something in Chinese. And i completed this in school (waiting for my elective to start at 5.30pm)&amp;nbsp;within 1h! Proud of myself. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i shall end this entry abruptly with my stunned face.O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNsd7sr-vfk/Tmcb05vx2OI/AAAAAAAAASY/uRH6vX8dbp8/s1600/050920111279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNsd7sr-vfk/Tmcb05vx2OI/AAAAAAAAASY/uRH6vX8dbp8/s1600/050920111279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tata! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5591658757777640620?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5591658757777640620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5591658757777640620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5591658757777640620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5591658757777640620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-love.html' title='My love'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ONZCLcmaEZg/TmcbwOSNnJI/AAAAAAAAASI/m6Dv2q5kUkw/s72-c/050920111260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-4147720244840468478</id><published>2011-08-30T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:29:06.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minute Maid. MEH~ =3=</title><content type='html'>Me, kat and her bf went for a minute maid promoter job on Sun just outside plaza sing from 11am to 6pm. Basically, our job is to give out free samples to people and let them try the juice. Sounds like a pretty simple job but... i felt so damn&amp;nbsp;exhausted after the whole day of work. @@ and the worse part of this job to me is... the outfit. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this how i look when im still human:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iX_X_G-7gZk/TlyYsGk9cHI/AAAAAAAAARk/1NkgwE6-9NI/s1600/260820111221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iX_X_G-7gZk/TlyYsGk9cHI/AAAAAAAAARk/1NkgwE6-9NI/s1600/260820111221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how i looked during work (viewer discretion advised):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEWARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8TkWe5rQVc8/TlyY1gm6_WI/AAAAAAAAARo/6rSaGce8yP8/s1600/280820111236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8TkWe5rQVc8/TlyY1gm6_WI/AAAAAAAAARo/6rSaGce8yP8/s1600/280820111236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acj09zdKLlQ/TlyY1wTlxvI/AAAAAAAAARs/EgqpreRfpCQ/s1600/280820111240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acj09zdKLlQ/TlyY1wTlxvI/AAAAAAAAARs/EgqpreRfpCQ/s1600/280820111240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESVa9saFPKk/TlyY2CUyq8I/AAAAAAAAARw/pH4ts3bk0m0/s1600/280820111242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESVa9saFPKk/TlyY2CUyq8I/AAAAAAAAARw/pH4ts3bk0m0/s1600/280820111242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6afPik4XlU8/TlyY2nrogwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QjEGUjlEi5I/s1600/280820111243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6afPik4XlU8/TlyY2nrogwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QjEGUjlEi5I/s1600/280820111243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The (never) after. Im sorry if i scare anyone. I've tired my best to look less hideous in the photos alrdy. T_T Please forgive me. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously i cant recognise myself in the photos. wtf. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of my friends said "Holy crap u look fugly in the picture."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yea. Not ugly. But FUGLY. lol. sad-ed. I look like im from planet mars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Conclusion: never dye my hair orange or cut my hair bob with bangs. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e53GABGdkvA/TlyY2-J23NI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0jFoj3Pn8Tw/s1600/280820111244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e53GABGdkvA/TlyY2-J23NI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0jFoj3Pn8Tw/s1600/280820111244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me with kat. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so i had to wear that stupid wig for the whole day. =.= Somemore the irritating wig just cant stay&amp;nbsp;permanently at the correct position of my head and kept shifting back. So my alrdy terrifying look seems even worse with all my black hair coming out and the bangs moving so high up i look like some retarded crazy woman. =3= And then i'll have to go to the toilet every half and hour to adjust that stupid wig.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But surprisingly, there's a few bunches of tourists who came to me to ask for photographs and some people commented that i looked cute in the wig. LOL. i bet their just being sarcastic. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My hand is damn suan even untill now for carrying the tray of free samples the whole day. Though the whole job is rather meh-ish, i think this is really an once-in-a-lifetime experience (looking like an alien). lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Btw.. on the side note, i love my nails on that day! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMTVFKbM1bY/TlyY7vugx8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/HCjc77QZM6w/s1600/290820111250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMTVFKbM1bY/TlyY7vugx8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/HCjc77QZM6w/s320/290820111250.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Painted it the night before to fit the orange theme. Pasted some nail art that's very pretty but falling off like snowflakes now. lol. Gonna try another style soon! muahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And i nua-ed at home the whole day. Gonna decide later if i should blog about my photoshoot. haha. Today i dont feel like doing anything~~~~ *yawns* XD &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-4147720244840468478?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4147720244840468478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=4147720244840468478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4147720244840468478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4147720244840468478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/minute-maid-meh-3.html' title='Minute Maid. MEH~ =3='/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iX_X_G-7gZk/TlyYsGk9cHI/AAAAAAAAARk/1NkgwE6-9NI/s72-c/260820111221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-275914414475500516</id><published>2011-08-25T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T01:23:24.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random update</title><content type='html'>Its alrdy 3rd week of school and Im darn busy, but not with anything related to school. Lol. Totally no time and energy to update my blog. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outings, photoshoot (had a photoshoot with kat~ pics taken by my uncle's friend. Maybe will update about it once all the photos are uploaded. ), tuitions (countless tuitions on top of my sucky timetable = hell =.=).. and so many more random things that pop out last minute. JUST SO BUSY!!!!!!!! *pulls hair* lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling sick soon from the constant sleep + exercise deprivation and hectic schedule. =( sore throat + sneezes + cough = incoming fever. SIAN. =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally I get to exercise a little today. Went for&amp;nbsp;Frisbee trial today with yang. Quite nice to perspire cos it felt like im getting rid of the toxic that has been accumulating in my body for a long time. Refreshed after the work out! =) Felt less sick after the training~ &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, met hr and yang again for dnr. Simple but comfy nite chilling at Coffee bean with them~ Feeling so blessed to have friends like them. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, Helvetica, mingliu, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: darkred; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;水瓶座&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;正面的水瓶座性格：&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;才氣洋溢、創意無限，魅力難抵，理想色彩濃。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, Helvetica, mingliu, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;負面的水瓶座性格：&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, Helvetica, mingliu, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px;"&gt;冷漠無情、無動于衷，交游雖多、知心卻少，激進派。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the description above is pretty true.. maybe for the negative part and not the positive part though. lol. Heard people telling me im kinda creative in my ideas. Talent wise.. err.. i dont think i have any talent. lol. Charm.. i dont think i have it either. LOL. Ideology... maybe i have my own unique set of beliefs. True not? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the negative part.. cold and heartless maybe to a certain extent, if a person really irritates me or.. breaks my heart? lol. Many acquaintances but true friends are so few that one hand is too much to count. Also an extremist, esp in emotions i guess. haha. How true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to bed before i really fall sick~ tata world! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Catch me on 《你在囧什么？2》 every Wed from 9pm on channel U starting from 7 Sept! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-275914414475500516?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/275914414475500516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=275914414475500516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/275914414475500516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/275914414475500516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-update.html' title='Random update'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5101684995038580098</id><published>2011-08-10T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:36:39.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8-B0XahJ7AM?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;"I know you're somewhere out there &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere far away &lt;br /&gt;I want you back &lt;br /&gt;I want you back &lt;br /&gt;My neighbors think &lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy &lt;br /&gt;But they don't understand &lt;br /&gt;You're all I have &lt;br /&gt;You're all I have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night when the stars &lt;br /&gt;light up my room &lt;br /&gt;I sit by myself &lt;br /&gt;Talking to the Moon &lt;br /&gt;Try to get to you &lt;br /&gt;In hopes you're on &lt;br /&gt;the other side &lt;br /&gt;Talking to me too &lt;br /&gt;Or am I a fool &lt;br /&gt;who sits alone &lt;br /&gt;Talking to the moon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Heard this song ytd and now im so in love with this song and this mv. Been listening to this song on repeat for the whole day today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;And im also inspired by the song. Even if i cant see the person, i can actually talk to the moon. Sounds like a lunatic in some way but its helpful in a way for the soul. Though i dont think what i wanna say reach the person, at least it lessen the load in my heart. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Doesnt matter i dont have any friends. Doesnt matter people start to dislike me. Doesnt matter i get ignored by the world. Ever since that day nothing actually really matter to me alrdy. I'll be fine with just myself. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5101684995038580098?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5101684995038580098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5101684995038580098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5101684995038580098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5101684995038580098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/talking-to-moon.html' title='Talking to the Moon'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8-B0XahJ7AM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8985522266085867411</id><published>2011-08-05T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:53:16.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is my 4th post in a day. lol. I've never post so many entries in one day. Broke my record of blogging today. lol. Lesson learnt: never be lazy when u blog. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So in this last post of today, im gonna blog about the genting trip with Aggro from 2 to 4 Aug! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Though i always go msia, i only been to genting once before this trip, and i went there for only 1 night and didnt even go to the theme park cos it was raining that time. This time round i walked around the whole genting until i can find the place with my eyes closed. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The coach to genting was 6am at cwp, so some of the aggro-rians stayed over at my hse the night before. Didnt sleep the whole night cos we were afraid if we sleep we couldnt wake up so early in the morning. lol. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwWLcP-802c/Tjvx1fKWnZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/uQo_hMAGQpA/s1600/100_4735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwWLcP-802c/Tjvx1fKWnZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/uQo_hMAGQpA/s320/100_4735.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pic taken in the midnight. Shagged alrdy but tried very hard to stay awake. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyU8kzb760A/Tjvx96uEB-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/EYSqIjBzWaE/s1600/100_4738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyU8kzb760A/Tjvx96uEB-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/EYSqIjBzWaE/s320/100_4738.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On our way there in the coach! =) We took WTS's coach and the coach was damn comfy~ They even got massage seat! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVcMBF22LZA/Tjv_dpF74LI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7IqO8fSkZA4/s1600/283390_10150258724601238_555501237_7919611_5052722_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVcMBF22LZA/Tjv_dpF74LI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7IqO8fSkZA4/s320/283390_10150258724601238_555501237_7919611_5052722_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wonder whether he can breathe. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sU4Kgdr8ZQY/Tjv07lJ-eKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ui9rbP00vpg/s1600/020820111092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sU4Kgdr8ZQY/Tjv07lJ-eKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ui9rbP00vpg/s1600/020820111092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Self shot on the coach~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WY2oBRMaZmM/Tjv_eGkSLEI/AAAAAAAAARA/9ELF_X_8Yfw/s1600/216693_10150258725276238_555501237_7919626_2531870_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WY2oBRMaZmM/Tjv_eGkSLEI/AAAAAAAAARA/9ELF_X_8Yfw/s320/216693_10150258725276238_555501237_7919626_2531870_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So after approx. 5hrs ride, we reached genting! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5r_ugzBCh44/TjvyG0SxtJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/13qdDiCqswk/s1600/100_4746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5r_ugzBCh44/TjvyG0SxtJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/13qdDiCqswk/s320/100_4746.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ate our 1st meal at marry brown~ seriously not a very good choice for the 1st meal at genting. All of the friends couldnt finish their set cos they were all trying to recover from the car sickness. Im the only strong one that felt totally alright. lol. Finished my fried chicken with mushroom sauce. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1c4-_wjmN8/TjvyO9EC_nI/AAAAAAAAAPI/mw3UbCZYyZg/s1600/100_4753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1c4-_wjmN8/TjvyO9EC_nI/AAAAAAAAAPI/mw3UbCZYyZg/s320/100_4753.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After we put our stuffs at the hotel, we went to sing k at "Be a Star". The k session was only ard RM23 with tidbits and 2drinks. Kinda cheap and they gave us a big lounge~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VetxM2KnR0A/TjvyW3kiZnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jkM4ES5C56o/s1600/100_4781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VetxM2KnR0A/TjvyW3kiZnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jkM4ES5C56o/s320/100_4781.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Group pic at the end of the k session! (v)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y8iKPOhH54/Tjvyhu3t1JI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UldN6hs1awM/s1600/100_4783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y8iKPOhH54/Tjvyhu3t1JI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UldN6hs1awM/s320/100_4783.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had our dinner at some&amp;nbsp;Italian&amp;nbsp;restaurant. The garlic doesnt look very appetizing, but it was the nicest garlic bread i ate! Must try! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EoYEpy0g7Fk/TjvysJEG27I/AAAAAAAAAPU/w78kWkoAbdc/s1600/100_4793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EoYEpy0g7Fk/TjvysJEG27I/AAAAAAAAAPU/w78kWkoAbdc/s320/100_4793.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Group pic again! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2PMds31zd-g/Tjvy2TuEzII/AAAAAAAAAPY/_LowXTH01T0/s1600/100_4796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2PMds31zd-g/Tjvy2TuEzII/AAAAAAAAAPY/_LowXTH01T0/s320/100_4796.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trying to imitate the ducky on my shirt. HAHA. Ducky with lollipop vs unglam lynn with chicken wing. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HTqwliyKnE/Tjvy_oUZoHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nQeBwdh4OdM/s1600/100_4801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HTqwliyKnE/Tjvy_oUZoHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nQeBwdh4OdM/s320/100_4801.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At night, we watched 3D Captain America for RM18. Worth the money though i watched it alrdy, cos i fell asleep at the 2nd half of the movie when i watched last time (cos i watched it when i was extremely sleep deprived), and this time round i fell asleep for the 1st half. So adding the content i watched for the 2 times, it made a complete movie. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next morning, we went to the theme park! =) &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BsAkyN87phg/TjvzMUYyoWI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lS8NRf98vUk/s1600/100_4803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BsAkyN87phg/TjvzMUYyoWI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lS8NRf98vUk/s320/100_4803.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The scenery from the hotel~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fl94g_VJVBI/Tjv075aw6VI/AAAAAAAAAQU/aLThE5ee4c8/s1600/030820111093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fl94g_VJVBI/Tjv075aw6VI/AAAAAAAAAQU/aLThE5ee4c8/s1600/030820111093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tried to take a pic with the scenery, but kinda blur~ =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the theme park ticket for both indoor and outdoor for RM62 only cos its the off peak session. Since its the off peak season, there's barely any queue. Felt as if the theme park's open for us only. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkb_CC1Pv7I/TjvzW4P95tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vJ8IangABpg/s1600/100_4812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkb_CC1Pv7I/TjvzW4P95tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vJ8IangABpg/s320/100_4812.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taking the indoor coaster ride. Not scary at all. Took it to enjoy the breeze. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmr2tcxBvM0/TjvzjeTlDyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ymJhHIcbcz8/s1600/100_4817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmr2tcxBvM0/TjvzjeTlDyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ymJhHIcbcz8/s320/100_4817.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This outdoor ride nearly made me puke. Super dizzy cos the whole thingy was spinning at mega high speed. @@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bm9YWeXh6k4/TjvzpXP_v5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/MD9udHbMek0/s1600/100_4865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bm9YWeXh6k4/TjvzpXP_v5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/MD9udHbMek0/s320/100_4865.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And we watched the 2 4D movies~ basically the seat will move according to the plot of the movie and the seat will release some wind at certain point to scare u. lol. The 1st movie about the robot was damn retarded and i got so bored i almost fell asleep. The 2nd one about pirates was 10x more exciting. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InShhhD_DTk/Tjv0-DNw-II/AAAAAAAAAQY/HL0jQ9ahGkg/s1600/030820111096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-InShhhD_DTk/Tjv0-DNw-II/AAAAAAAAAQY/HL0jQ9ahGkg/s320/030820111096.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had our lunch at a chinese restaurant. The sugar cane drink really had sugar cane inside. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UEcWenzGDc/TjvzzY6NAjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/W0tMERFRRxs/s1600/100_4870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UEcWenzGDc/TjvzzY6NAjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/W0tMERFRRxs/s320/100_4870.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After our lunch, we continued with the outdoor rides and we were in these funny shower caps cos we were going for the Go Kart, and we have to wear the smelly helmets, so they provide us with shower caps to avoid our heads to have direct contact with the helmets. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yCYKW2KX18/Tjv0nTf-2yI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YSIKjUVYHqY/s1600/100_4920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yCYKW2KX18/Tjv0nTf-2yI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YSIKjUVYHqY/s320/100_4920.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Getting ready for the race~ Was damn cooling racing in Go Kart in genting cos the breeze was kinda cold there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FegNeXP9Ahk/Tjvz_TlUwpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8bBnzdQcl_o/s1600/100_4880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FegNeXP9Ahk/Tjvz_TlUwpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8bBnzdQcl_o/s320/100_4880.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And 3 of us tried the space shot! The rest didnt want to try at all cos they said they tried before and they had enough of it. lol. It was the first try for the 3 of us. Perhaps that's why we have the courage to try it. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A_G4QBWnXEs/Tjv0M9OrEkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jv1rnwZh2Xo/s1600/100_4881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A_G4QBWnXEs/Tjv0M9OrEkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jv1rnwZh2Xo/s320/100_4881.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Going up up up~ still looking pretty fearless. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_x7iM_J_Kc/Tjv0T_baG-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/vh_ALHxaAJo/s1600/100_4882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_x7iM_J_Kc/Tjv0T_baG-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/vh_ALHxaAJo/s320/100_4882.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Going higher and higher~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DWyc0X2Tg4/Tjv0b_4nWoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/uiOx8ZY2FSo/s1600/100_4883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DWyc0X2Tg4/Tjv0b_4nWoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/uiOx8ZY2FSo/s320/100_4883.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And... Even higher. @@ I think the scariest part of the ride is the suspense on top and u have no idea when its going to drop. My heart almost came out of my mouth when it started to drop at light speed. Totally like jumping off a building. ok. I dont know whether its the same feeling as jumping of the building cos i never jump before. lol. But i guess its the same free fall feeling like jumping off a building. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1AMRlsu78/TjwMqus2axI/AAAAAAAAARg/M7mRCI8c2bY/s1600/100_4888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1AMRlsu78/TjwMqus2axI/AAAAAAAAARg/M7mRCI8c2bY/s320/100_4888.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the ride~ still in one piece. We got so addicted to that free fall feeling that we went for the 2nd time straight after the 1st. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gonna try space shot again for my next trip to genting! XD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3P-AoAEIUPE/Tjv_eqLCNBI/AAAAAAAAARE/sZ0nvEvI3qo/s1600/284754_10150258726696238_555501237_7919642_597604_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3P-AoAEIUPE/Tjv_eqLCNBI/AAAAAAAAARE/sZ0nvEvI3qo/s320/284754_10150258726696238_555501237_7919642_597604_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also tried a motor boat thingy that we get to ride on a circular boat on their small small lake~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the whole day at the theme park, we went to the Ripley's Believe It or Not museum for RM20. Its quite worth the money cos there quite a number of interesting stuffs that u can see there. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YkN5qgV2lGc/Tjv1DMMlnqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/hbtsq0it_KE/s1600/030820111105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YkN5qgV2lGc/Tjv1DMMlnqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/hbtsq0it_KE/s320/030820111105.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Ripley waving from AIRPLAIN". I didnt know u can construct a plain in the air. lol. From one of the boards explaining the exhibits. I saw quite a few of errors with the sentence structure, grammar and spelling on the boards. I bet they used google translate. &amp;nbsp;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dosS0--6tS4/Tjv1FnBDQPI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TlZi11VIXig/s1600/030820111110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dosS0--6tS4/Tjv1FnBDQPI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TlZi11VIXig/s320/030820111110.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A real mummified cat. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DWZws_-b1LQ/Tjv1I1r8qgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/A9TushdcAFo/s1600/030820111113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DWZws_-b1LQ/Tjv1I1r8qgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/A9TushdcAFo/s320/030820111113.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;According to people, this golden horseshoes chair can bring good luck if u sit on or touch it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpvL-kKKZrg/Tjv1MDqeutI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Vhxo9DhAOdc/s1600/030820111114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpvL-kKKZrg/Tjv1MDqeutI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Vhxo9DhAOdc/s320/030820111114.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The hand of a tall black person compared with my hand. Who says i got big hand? lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tqn50ZYtY9w/Tjv1N0qZ6TI/AAAAAAAAAQs/x4wWJrzbtq0/s1600/030820111116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tqn50ZYtY9w/Tjv1N0qZ6TI/AAAAAAAAAQs/x4wWJrzbtq0/s320/030820111116.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once called a mermaid and the person who 'discovered' this creature even charged people money before they can see this specimen. Turned out to be a monkey upper body perfectly sewed to a fish. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LIseNCfk2c/Tjv1QMM9vSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/KEa1h7jecXc/s1600/030820111117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LIseNCfk2c/Tjv1QMM9vSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/KEa1h7jecXc/s320/030820111117.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The biggest moth in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iFH23Qa7PE/Tjv1SRdVDWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/wf3VgYoJSkA/s1600/030820111118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iFH23Qa7PE/Tjv1SRdVDWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/wf3VgYoJSkA/s320/030820111118.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinosaur eggs. Looked like stone though. lol. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLcr9wDtePQ/Tjv_fRvta0I/AAAAAAAAARI/yW8Laz-aaB8/s1600/262900_10150258732831238_555501237_7919734_1359998_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLcr9wDtePQ/Tjv_fRvta0I/AAAAAAAAARI/yW8Laz-aaB8/s320/262900_10150258732831238_555501237_7919734_1359998_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The fattest man on Earth. Wonder how he get this fat. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ds9zrc_5nWc/Tjv_gUrUvMI/AAAAAAAAARM/_kepLNH0y-I/s1600/205886_10150258734466238_555501237_7919782_6310554_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ds9zrc_5nWc/Tjv_gUrUvMI/AAAAAAAAARM/_kepLNH0y-I/s320/205886_10150258734466238_555501237_7919782_6310554_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah~ books falling~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8696RtcHCBE/Tjv_g3piItI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fs9qdjxD2kQ/s1600/281408_10150258735331238_555501237_7919806_6200037_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8696RtcHCBE/Tjv_g3piItI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fs9qdjxD2kQ/s320/281408_10150258735331238_555501237_7919806_6200037_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The tallest man in the world. My future bf gonna be this tall. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Yc2FeduDk/Tjv_hSGhMNI/AAAAAAAAARU/EdBwCb6emgo/s1600/283843_10150258735491238_555501237_7919811_7562602_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Yc2FeduDk/Tjv_hSGhMNI/AAAAAAAAARU/EdBwCb6emgo/s320/283843_10150258735491238_555501237_7919811_7562602_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trying to create shadow effect with some flash thingy, but we looked as if we kanna check by police. lol. luckily there's no other ppl around. Or else we'll look super retarded. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUxRwasAIcU/Tjv_hys73mI/AAAAAAAAARY/dFdyKSu1xi8/s1600/184012_10150258736421238_555501237_7919837_2826590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUxRwasAIcU/Tjv_hys73mI/AAAAAAAAARY/dFdyKSu1xi8/s320/184012_10150258736421238_555501237_7919837_2826590_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me with the ticket! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blP8jL5G_4w/Tjv_iQQ6yCI/AAAAAAAAARc/9i335nVujgA/s1600/282063_10150258737871238_555501237_7919872_7805217_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blP8jL5G_4w/Tjv_iQQ6yCI/AAAAAAAAARc/9i335nVujgA/s320/282063_10150258737871238_555501237_7919872_7805217_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The return trip was quite comfy also and i was sleeping most of the time. haha. Love this trip! Gonna organise another overseas trip with aggro again for nxt sem break! =D love them lotssssssss~ &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8985522266085867411?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8985522266085867411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8985522266085867411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8985522266085867411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8985522266085867411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/genting-d.html' title='Genting! =D'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwWLcP-802c/Tjvx1fKWnZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/uQo_hMAGQpA/s72-c/100_4735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7847892617418456727</id><published>2011-08-05T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T21:10:47.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuishin Bo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the torturous camp, met up with hr on last sun to eat Kuishin Bo lunch buffet together at Sun tec~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kuishin bo is ard $30+++ for lunch during weekends. Though the price is not very economical, its really worth the money! The food there is definitely up to standard and there's a wide range of jap&amp;nbsp;cuisines for people to choose from. There's a number of different sashimi (salmon, tuna, swordfish) and different type of seafood. If u dont like raw food, u can also try their grilled beef (i recommend this dish! super nice! =D ) and salmon. They also serve a variety of soups and other cooked dishes. DAMN WORTH THE MONEY AR! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pI1B1nhVFlU/TjvLluTr7oI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YimjW59Aaog/s1600/310720111061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pI1B1nhVFlU/TjvLluTr7oI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YimjW59Aaog/s320/310720111061.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ate quite alot of salmon sashimi~ there's also grilled chicken and SOFT SHELL CRAB (one of my fav too)! U can eat as much as u like! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ib5OTkWQRdY/TjvLolbEMNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/B0sQBgt076A/s1600/310720111063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ib5OTkWQRdY/TjvLolbEMNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/B0sQBgt076A/s320/310720111063.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tried the soup (forgot what it is alrdy.. i think its fish maw soup?) , steamed egg (very nice too! =D) and siew mai~ &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2YYd9Cy0XmU/TjvLsBz00gI/AAAAAAAAAOE/C-zHaTRzVXo/s1600/310720111064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2YYd9Cy0XmU/TjvLsBz00gI/AAAAAAAAAOE/C-zHaTRzVXo/s320/310720111064.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;U can even order dish like this paper steamboat thingy~ there's a few types u can choose from and we tried the beef one. Super nice too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was going crazy then for its... DESSERT! XD There's so many types provided and i cannot decide which to eat~ XD There's cakes, pudding, tiramisu, chocolates,&amp;nbsp;mousse.. etc.&amp;nbsp;how i wish i can stuff everything there into my stomach.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWNRPc6W22s/TjvLvxvlHHI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tZxd5qPeT4M/s1600/310720111065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWNRPc6W22s/TjvLvxvlHHI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tZxd5qPeT4M/s320/310720111065.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some of the cakes over there~ The choco one is super nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-ypJvwvDnU/TjvLzZ9pUSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HAvhB6J6NKE/s1600/310720111066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-ypJvwvDnU/TjvLzZ9pUSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HAvhB6J6NKE/s320/310720111066.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at the variety of mousse that they have! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0E2SMNUEdz0/TjvL3Iy6LjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/u0PGVZpJQnw/s1600/310720111068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0E2SMNUEdz0/TjvL3Iy6LjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/u0PGVZpJQnw/s320/310720111068.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are the chocolates they have! Chocs lover cannot miss it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUPxgK3tG9k/TjvL8d3vTQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sUP49QCaqZI/s1600/310720111069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUPxgK3tG9k/TjvL8d3vTQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sUP49QCaqZI/s320/310720111069.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mocha cake that i didnt try.. cos i was too full alrdy~ sad-ed. =( lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3D-uNA4eMdA/TjvMAqSJEFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ARp9ikKsRV4/s1600/310720111070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3D-uNA4eMdA/TjvMAqSJEFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ARp9ikKsRV4/s320/310720111070.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These were the desserts that i picked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_n5ibGxfG0/TjvMEzyjxvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/212WVclC_rU/s1600/310720111072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_n5ibGxfG0/TjvMEzyjxvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/212WVclC_rU/s320/310720111072.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love how this vanilla mousse look like! Ultra attractive but tasted... err.. very meh~ Not recommended if u are very full alrdy. Waste stomach space for better food. lol. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4_68c4GDfY/TjvMFWDm8jI/AAAAAAAAAOg/c3kmp8gdvOk/s1600/310720111073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4_68c4GDfY/TjvMFWDm8jI/AAAAAAAAAOg/c3kmp8gdvOk/s1600/310720111073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me with the nice-looking mousse! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmu-zHvJPZY/TjvMFhfoYqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3xnnq5bDqQg/s1600/310720111075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmu-zHvJPZY/TjvMFhfoYqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3xnnq5bDqQg/s1600/310720111075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With the dessert! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Kuishin Bo is by far the best buffet restaurant that i went to. I think what's so special about this restaurant is their variety. Their huge range caters to the different taste of people~ gonna&amp;nbsp;patronize them again soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the super filling buffet, we carried our heavy stomachs and walk walk around marina square~ we went to prize stage and thats when our 失心疯 begins~ hahaha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at this machine that scoops the toys (elmos!!!!) onto the dozer. Thought it was quite ez to get the toys~ and we made a number of tries until our dozer look like this: &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXfN4Hb75yg/TjvMKnkgn7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/JbKHWMFbdrM/s1600/310720111076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXfN4Hb75yg/TjvMKnkgn7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/JbKHWMFbdrM/s320/310720111076.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Totally covered by elmos, and some almost falling down, but none drop into the hole. =.= Damn gek. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xevdDKfusTA/TjvMOHc3RaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Tt6Ko6CCCI0/s1600/310720111077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xevdDKfusTA/TjvMOHc3RaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Tt6Ko6CCCI0/s320/310720111077.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HR very focused. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6QYi6ILYW4/TjvMSGRqgzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vlYXVbTU2-4/s1600/310720111079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6QYi6ILYW4/TjvMSGRqgzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vlYXVbTU2-4/s320/310720111079.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These were what we got! XD 1 orange and 1 red elmos and 1 big bird. If u read my previous post, u'll realise i have the red elmo alrdy. I wanted another one cos i wanted to hang one on my bag, but i scare if i lose that only one red elmo, i'll be very heart ache. So i decided to get another one. haha. I hung the previous elmo on my bag, and this red elmo is resting happily in my cabinet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite alot (i think more than $50? =p) but enjoyed the very gek process. haha! FUN! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMU3qD5Zsjo/TjvMSvuKrCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/51V8gCoHKcg/s1600/310720111082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMU3qD5Zsjo/TjvMSvuKrCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/51V8gCoHKcg/s1600/310720111082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A pic on the train with baby big bird (sounds like an oxymoron over here. lol) and hr before we concuss on the train. lol. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skBydK3m32M/TjvMV10zbeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/I50DRXitSq4/s1600/310720111086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skBydK3m32M/TjvMV10zbeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/I50DRXitSq4/s320/310720111086.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the collection of elmos that i have so far~ I think they'll just continue to increase in number as long as prize stage exists. haha. Love them lots! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7847892617418456727?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7847892617418456727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7847892617418456727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7847892617418456727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7847892617418456727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/kuishin-bo.html' title='Kuishin Bo!'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pI1B1nhVFlU/TjvLluTr7oI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YimjW59Aaog/s72-c/310720111061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1755143535339444801</id><published>2011-08-05T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T18:30:09.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kukup Trip + UOC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On last sat and sun, i went back to my grandma's hse with my family~ The purpose of this visit was actually to celebrate my grandma's 80th birthday at the kukup chalet. All my relatives came back from diff parts of msia to celebrate my grandma's bday. However, we hid the real intention of the chalet from my grandma and told her that the chalet is just a normal family gathering, cos we wanted to give her a surprise. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We set off from my grandma's hse from pontian and we took a 30min ride to kukup. Since my relatives had to park their cars, we alighted at the carpark which is around 10mins walk to the chalet. The sun was damn hot, so we decided to take a shuttle to the chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The shuttle was like the coolest vehicle i took in my life so far. Cos this is how it looks like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqcI-w7XUY4/TjusGkKAj0I/AAAAAAAAAME/EtC_ETNiSJ8/s1600/240720111036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqcI-w7XUY4/TjusGkKAj0I/AAAAAAAAAME/EtC_ETNiSJ8/s320/240720111036.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the van that we took. lol. The uncle driving the van told me that the van was new 30 yrs back. LOL. He was damn high during the ride and he sang all the 儿歌s throughout the ride. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5yW5qUqZZ2g/TjusJ-sjpTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/voCkb9NvxFY/s1600/240720111037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5yW5qUqZZ2g/TjusJ-sjpTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/voCkb9NvxFY/s320/240720111037.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The door fell off alrdy and the back door was tied to the car using nylon strings. LOL. I didnt dare to lean onto any car parts cos i scared the parts will fall off from the car if i lean on them. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DDRavPDbFu4/TjusNgEY7OI/AAAAAAAAAMM/DGvgp3eQjLs/s1600/240720111038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DDRavPDbFu4/TjusNgEY7OI/AAAAAAAAAMM/DGvgp3eQjLs/s320/240720111038.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So this is where we sat during the ride. I cant sit straight cos my head will hit the top of the van. lol. Not a very comfy ride, but at least we reached the chalet safe and sound. lol. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRb-qGapj0g/TjuriYO204I/AAAAAAAAALQ/2f31Rzi7MLs/s1600/23072011968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRb-qGapj0g/TjuriYO204I/AAAAAAAAALQ/2f31Rzi7MLs/s320/23072011968.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this was the chalet we went to-- Kukup Oceanic Sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chalet was.... DAMN BIG. I've went to another kukup chalet before this, and size of the last chalet was totally not comparable with this chalet. Its like the biggest chalet that i've ever stayed in. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKp6PCRCOZs/TjurlrHWcAI/AAAAAAAAALU/V9__jgav9NI/s1600/23072011969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKp6PCRCOZs/TjurlrHWcAI/AAAAAAAAALU/V9__jgav9NI/s320/23072011969.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The place was damn spacious. There's 2 ktv systems (one at the living room and another in an air-con room), 8 bedrooms (each bedroom can hold 12 people). The place is enough for at least 50 people. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0WURntlutCY/Tjurpc_sk8I/AAAAAAAAALY/dOKYtgZart0/s1600/23072011974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0WURntlutCY/Tjurpc_sk8I/AAAAAAAAALY/dOKYtgZart0/s320/23072011974.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My cousins cant wait to start the k sessions once we reached. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhBrSpCwPYM/TjutkvHtpdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CemkQI_T9PQ/s1600/100_4540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhBrSpCwPYM/TjutkvHtpdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CemkQI_T9PQ/s320/100_4540.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's like 10 cubicles for the toilets. O_O Even if everyone having stomachache at the same time there also wont be any jam. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BqT6TX_Bmok/Tjutt0N0KjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_iOBjGW-UlI/s1600/100_4553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BqT6TX_Bmok/Tjutt0N0KjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_iOBjGW-UlI/s320/100_4553.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's even a table tennis table. That's my dad and my cousin playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZUeos0tbQE/TjuuIvorfiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yuUtDASWjbw/s1600/100_4573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZUeos0tbQE/TjuuIvorfiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yuUtDASWjbw/s320/100_4573.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The beds in one of the rooms. Aircon-ed and super comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ApUHpBLjLgw/TjuudStoBuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/esS91ulu4l8/s1600/100_4587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ApUHpBLjLgw/TjuudStoBuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/esS91ulu4l8/s320/100_4587.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The back of the chalet allows us to fish and enjoy the beautiful&amp;nbsp;mangrove scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCEwXEGyMQg/TjusCzXNY2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/4TF8a1SR0QY/s1600/240720111023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCEwXEGyMQg/TjusCzXNY2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/4TF8a1SR0QY/s320/240720111023.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's a huge 亭子 for us to chit chat and enjoy the sea breeze~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z_NCv3bMEU/Tjuurl_Jg2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/tCqWoGGTQKI/s1600/100_4592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z_NCv3bMEU/Tjuurl_Jg2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/tCqWoGGTQKI/s320/100_4592.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even if u dont know how to fish, there's a machine-operated fishing net to catch the fishes. And these were some of the things that we caught..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzarAz9BbU0/TjurvqalmsI/AAAAAAAAALg/7r4f9UgZJQw/s1600/23072011985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzarAz9BbU0/TjurvqalmsI/AAAAAAAAALg/7r4f9UgZJQw/s320/23072011985.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Puffy fish! Cute isnt it? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KiTAG9qXqPs/TjuuQ8f25hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/YJvGuoP4cXA/s1600/100_4582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KiTAG9qXqPs/TjuuQ8f25hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/YJvGuoP4cXA/s320/100_4582.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2 puffy fish in the pic. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UWfWtx7ms1U/TjuvGluLDDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/gD8ubCPLjT8/s1600/100_4624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UWfWtx7ms1U/TjuvGluLDDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/gD8ubCPLjT8/s320/100_4624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And we also caught snake.. =.= I also dont know how it got into the net.. gross max.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-n37seWoNw/Tjut396GYAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MH1PaPZ8nVk/s1600/100_4562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-n37seWoNw/Tjut396GYAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MH1PaPZ8nVk/s320/100_4562.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a very elaborated fishing kit that belongs to my uncle. All the fishing gears~ super cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps-EKr3xr4I/TjuuALpGTKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fqU7tKN-bkg/s1600/100_4566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps-EKr3xr4I/TjuuALpGTKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fqU7tKN-bkg/s320/100_4566.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fascinated&amp;nbsp;by the items inside~ @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmUSMuaNxpo/Tjutepu2pWI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9SYUcAV4tFM/s1600/100_4522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmUSMuaNxpo/Tjutepu2pWI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9SYUcAV4tFM/s320/100_4522.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The people over there made 虾饼, beehoon and curry for high tea. U'll never get hungry at the chalet, the people will stuff u with unlimited amount of food. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MMqcW3Ogwlw/TjursQ9SzDI/AAAAAAAAALc/c3-KfytscCo/s1600/23072011975.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MMqcW3Ogwlw/TjursQ9SzDI/AAAAAAAAALc/c3-KfytscCo/s320/23072011975.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My uncles and cousins bought all their barang barang to take nice pics for us. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th22_8OD558/TjurwFY0veI/AAAAAAAAALk/UdOVff93LD0/s1600/230720111001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th22_8OD558/TjurwFY0veI/AAAAAAAAALk/UdOVff93LD0/s1600/230720111001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Camwhore session pic 1~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9l8Q9LOtiRA/Tjurwu9Sz7I/AAAAAAAAALo/eKWBBptdF9A/s1600/230720111003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9l8Q9LOtiRA/Tjurwu9Sz7I/AAAAAAAAALo/eKWBBptdF9A/s1600/230720111003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Camwhore session pic 2~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kLSplHRb4DQ/Tjur5-b6f0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/RD9_M6Q0WK4/s1600/230720111010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kLSplHRb4DQ/Tjur5-b6f0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/RD9_M6Q0WK4/s1600/230720111010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Camwhore session pic 3~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3u7lP4bNHEM/Tjuu4ASBhVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uOK59he0L50/s1600/100_4596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3u7lP4bNHEM/Tjuu4ASBhVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uOK59he0L50/s320/100_4596.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trying to look drunk. That wine bottle is not even ours.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrpEitwCHx4/Tjur1VlOKYI/AAAAAAAAALs/D_unGB-QGTs/s1600/230720111007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrpEitwCHx4/Tjur1VlOKYI/AAAAAAAAALs/D_unGB-QGTs/s320/230720111007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Got too bored and started planking.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2RStMDpTYh0/Tjur5bDhN8I/AAAAAAAAALw/-zSe3qkyRn0/s1600/230720111009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2RStMDpTYh0/Tjur5bDhN8I/AAAAAAAAALw/-zSe3qkyRn0/s320/230720111009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And my bro and cousins followed me. haha. Planking in the sunset. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83YuE0IbpaM/Tjur8Su3tcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0sez7mCSiR0/s1600/230720111019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83YuE0IbpaM/Tjur8Su3tcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0sez7mCSiR0/s320/230720111019.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My cousin's son~ So kawaii~ aww~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtzBc1X60Qs/TjuvOfm2-tI/AAAAAAAAANA/U9U1bYPB7Ng/s1600/100_4628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtzBc1X60Qs/TjuvOfm2-tI/AAAAAAAAANA/U9U1bYPB7Ng/s320/100_4628.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Super nice sun set~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s5CyxIICoH8/TjuvW4tL5II/AAAAAAAAANE/MzRH1Cue4X4/s1600/100_4641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s5CyxIICoH8/TjuvW4tL5II/AAAAAAAAANE/MzRH1Cue4X4/s320/100_4641.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had bbq food cooked by the people at the chalet~ sotong, chicken wings, prawns, satays, sausages, sweet potatoes.. etc~ yum yum! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrjRZRw_oLc/TjuwL6enHeI/AAAAAAAAANg/eN4kH56bwXk/s1600/188324_10150327656995477_759850476_9567752_6433948_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrjRZRw_oLc/TjuwL6enHeI/AAAAAAAAANg/eN4kH56bwXk/s320/188324_10150327656995477_759850476_9567752_6433948_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Over 40 of my relatives having dinner together~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-94nPIS_fN14/TjuvvIxsKPI/AAAAAAAAANM/nnNAinbmLWk/s1600/100_4647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-94nPIS_fN14/TjuvvIxsKPI/AAAAAAAAANM/nnNAinbmLWk/s320/100_4647.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brought my polaroid along to take some pics with my grandma! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvM-wNa2R9g/TjutTCfwkwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Fx2St7fJH9g/s1600/217589_10150325727975477_759850476_9545315_358711_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvM-wNa2R9g/TjutTCfwkwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Fx2St7fJH9g/s320/217589_10150325727975477_759850476_9545315_358711_n.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had the bday celebration at night after the dinner and here's the polaroids! =) My grandma was super cute. She doesnt like to take photo usually and this time round she became the 主角, so she had to appear in every single photo. She even did a (V) in the photos. KAWAII~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEiyn5NWlc4/TjuwM33qxqI/AAAAAAAAANk/OCehGNk979A/s1600/252095_10150328672430477_759850476_9577664_8061192_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEiyn5NWlc4/TjuwM33qxqI/AAAAAAAAANk/OCehGNk979A/s320/252095_10150328672430477_759850476_9577664_8061192_n.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;cute righttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5x63xTomBc/TjuwNXAvYuI/AAAAAAAAANo/zotT4ic528M/s1600/251771_10150328673275477_759850476_9577680_590267_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5x63xTomBc/TjuwNXAvYuI/AAAAAAAAANo/zotT4ic528M/s320/251771_10150328673275477_759850476_9577680_590267_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All my grandma's grandchildren and grandchildrens' children. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26iU5W9s658/TjuwOSwSkpI/AAAAAAAAANs/_t8wPyhcBhM/s1600/225754_10150328674385477_759850476_9577696_7631993_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26iU5W9s658/TjuwOSwSkpI/AAAAAAAAANs/_t8wPyhcBhM/s320/225754_10150328674385477_759850476_9577696_7631993_n.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My family and my grandma~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0HY-OQEwFk/TjuwO4VliBI/AAAAAAAAANw/spxD-jk5fAs/s1600/263263_10150328675290477_759850476_9577713_7365482_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0HY-OQEwFk/TjuwO4VliBI/AAAAAAAAANw/spxD-jk5fAs/s320/263263_10150328675290477_759850476_9577713_7365482_n.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and my bro with grandma~ Love her lots! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-laKOM9C09ao/TjuwP5grxBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r6QCFzTcvK4/s1600/249203_10150328676045477_759850476_9577731_4411460_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-laKOM9C09ao/TjuwP5grxBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r6QCFzTcvK4/s320/249203_10150328676045477_759850476_9577731_4411460_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cake-cutting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_nhmZYxYeo/Tjur-absNsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YhWnV3Gq4bE/s1600/230720111021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_nhmZYxYeo/Tjur-absNsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YhWnV3Gq4bE/s320/230720111021.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My grandma looking at the polaroids and her present. Although she 'complain' that we dont need go through all the troubles to organise a bday celebration for her, i can see the 感动 in her eyes. The expression on her face is most satisfying moment that i had for the trip. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i came back from the kukup trip, i went for union orientation camp immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was.. a disaster. The most miserable camp that i went to. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wont elaborate any further about the camp cos i dont feel like talking anymore about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me end this post with a glam pic of myself for clubbing night during the camp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHNZNSKFOKk/TjuwQBzz9eI/AAAAAAAAAN4/qKK176juSo8/s1600/260720111042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHNZNSKFOKk/TjuwQBzz9eI/AAAAAAAAAN4/qKK176juSo8/s1600/260720111042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So thats all for now~ more posts soon! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1755143535339444801?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1755143535339444801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1755143535339444801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1755143535339444801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1755143535339444801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/kukup-trip-uoc.html' title='Kukup Trip + UOC'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqcI-w7XUY4/TjusGkKAj0I/AAAAAAAAAME/EtC_ETNiSJ8/s72-c/240720111036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5883692137124912643</id><published>2011-08-05T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T16:32:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Been quite awhile since i blogged, cos i was super busy recently and barely had the chance to even touch my lappy. So let me update what i've been doing for this past weeks~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On 23 July (Fri), i went for an outdoor shoot with my mum and cousin (also the photographer for the day) at Clarke Quay~ It was my cousin's first shoot with people and i was his guinea pig. haha. Wanted kat to come and have the shoot tgt, but she overslept~ oh well~ lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The place was really nice to shoot cos the&amp;nbsp;buildings&amp;nbsp;were all very colourful. Also, u can actually use the&amp;nbsp;furniture at the pubs along the river as props like nobody's business&amp;nbsp;cos they were not open yet and there's no ppl there to stop u. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the shoot in the morning, we went to Burger King at Raffles Place to have our brunch. I think we were very lucky cos it started raining quite heavily once we reached the place. Heng that we finished the shoot alrdy~ haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mI_P0XxiotY/TjuedkuPMsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GIjjZIg6W0w/s1600/22072011917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mI_P0XxiotY/TjuedkuPMsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GIjjZIg6W0w/s1600/22072011917.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took a pic with my cousin's DSLR at Burger King. The camera that helped took pretty pics of me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our brunch, we went to marina square to walk around. And of course, i did not fail to go to prize stage to try my luck for catching some plushies back home. lol. I think i was damn lucky on that day. I caught an Rilakkuma plushie below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIeQZLMkJR4/TjukKwi88qI/AAAAAAAAALI/va0hxgGwues/s1600/22072011942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIeQZLMkJR4/TjukKwi88qI/AAAAAAAAALI/va0hxgGwues/s1600/22072011942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For.... $1.50! Call me Prize Stage Queen now! Thank you. =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, i caught an furry Elmo for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKbt8tL2AWw/TjukO1Yv7cI/AAAAAAAAALM/j1p2EazmqKU/s1600/22072011944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKbt8tL2AWw/TjukO1Yv7cI/AAAAAAAAALM/j1p2EazmqKU/s320/22072011944.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;$1! Heng or what? hahaha. The Elmo was mega cute! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught 2 plushies with only one try each~ How i wish its always like that for each of my visit to prize stage. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the satisfaction of getting the 2 plushies, we went to the rooftop garden at Sun Tec for some more photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-se1N3VT1IaA/TjuegqLNSPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oG7qwG9vKnE/s1600/22072011927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-se1N3VT1IaA/TjuegqLNSPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oG7qwG9vKnE/s320/22072011927.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The purple flowers (my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;shade! XD) at the garden look damn pretty after the rain. Like being revitalized by the water from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take an artistic pic of my Rilakkuma, but it turned out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzyE-8jDIK8/TjuelF_zcZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/pnpFeoydllk/s1600/22072011929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzyE-8jDIK8/TjuelF_zcZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/pnpFeoydllk/s320/22072011929.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As if he was hit at the wrong spot and gave me a &amp;nbsp;=口=''' &amp;nbsp;face. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VguWqcluJnM/TjueozskLNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/j3Do4_SyEpE/s1600/22072011932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VguWqcluJnM/TjueozskLNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/j3Do4_SyEpE/s320/22072011932.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So i 补偿-ed by taking a very cute pic of him with the flowers. haha. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a dinner at the food court afterwards, and i took a pic again for my Rilakkuma while waiting for my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFPLH4yCWaY/TjuetAuAFMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ic1XHZWbZxs/s1600/22072011941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFPLH4yCWaY/TjuetAuAFMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ic1XHZWbZxs/s320/22072011941.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Say cheese ~ XD Cute right???? Now my Rilakkuma is my best&amp;nbsp;bolster&amp;nbsp;when i sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the nice photos that my mum took with our camera for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUDxbhWE7BQ/TjugOHhld2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/VcO6aaP_GCM/s1600/100_4404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUDxbhWE7BQ/TjugOHhld2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/VcO6aaP_GCM/s320/100_4404.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look like i work at the place. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0mUDbJZfU4/TjugbOApCfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kOU-62tzYRc/s1600/100_4418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0mUDbJZfU4/TjugbOApCfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kOU-62tzYRc/s320/100_4418.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My cousin was like some contortionist while taking the photos cos he had to twist and bend to find the best angle to take the nice pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-61IjW8l0wAQ/TjugmbhwonI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2bpgNMn2hfE/s1600/100_4447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-61IjW8l0wAQ/TjugmbhwonI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2bpgNMn2hfE/s320/100_4447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Outside Hooters and i tried very hard to look like the owls. *stares* O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKe23PfXZ-Q/TjugxdBg5qI/AAAAAAAAAKk/H8O4iDhmoQs/s1600/100_4455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKe23PfXZ-Q/TjugxdBg5qI/AAAAAAAAAKk/H8O4iDhmoQs/s320/100_4455.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think there's nobody that helps to clean the bar table top cos it was damn sticky with the dried beer that spilled on the tabletop. Damn gross to touch... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmeE-A-zDuQ/Tjug-C0zOOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5kcCC0MSZXw/s1600/100_4457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmeE-A-zDuQ/Tjug-C0zOOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5kcCC0MSZXw/s320/100_4457.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look slimmer in this pic so decided to post it though it was dark. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GkEWvRiKuT0/TjuhMgMMT2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/d6g4qX4IMu4/s1600/100_4466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GkEWvRiKuT0/TjuhMgMMT2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/d6g4qX4IMu4/s320/100_4466.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another pic~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WG5x0PO4prA/TjuhgSNaXvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Xx1pEK-FyXY/s1600/100_4511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WG5x0PO4prA/TjuhgSNaXvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Xx1pEK-FyXY/s320/100_4511.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pic with Rilakkuma. He helped me to block my big fat thighs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the pics that my cousin edited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CWs3sJ8nFrM/TjuhhR2lLcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/NfJ68W-sxsg/s1600/222442_1863326185109_1299609202_31517964_6552848_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CWs3sJ8nFrM/TjuhhR2lLcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/NfJ68W-sxsg/s320/222442_1863326185109_1299609202_31517964_6552848_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-fuzKs_00c/Tjuhh3OkJAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9SF7TZL06FM/s1600/262825_1863329865201_1299609202_31517966_6949318_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-fuzKs_00c/Tjuhh3OkJAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9SF7TZL06FM/s320/262825_1863329865201_1299609202_31517966_6949318_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNyYjykpzgU/TjuhixYfnvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hDiSQ3lfRIw/s1600/284093_1865722365012_1299609202_31522262_8171077_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNyYjykpzgU/TjuhixYfnvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hDiSQ3lfRIw/s320/284093_1865722365012_1299609202_31522262_8171077_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPHAL-dOgPs/TjuhjQUHoZI/AAAAAAAAALA/JcP-iY2uzew/s1600/283518_1870783811545_1299609202_31528344_3729936_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPHAL-dOgPs/TjuhjQUHoZI/AAAAAAAAALA/JcP-iY2uzew/s320/283518_1870783811545_1299609202_31528344_3729936_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owvQ8v4iPOQ/TjuhjxqQeHI/AAAAAAAAALE/J29KwQMva0s/s1600/262961_1872725700091_1299609202_31530491_2591633_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owvQ8v4iPOQ/TjuhjxqQeHI/AAAAAAAAALE/J29KwQMva0s/s320/262961_1872725700091_1299609202_31530491_2591633_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All these pics were edited to have that lomo effect that i requested. I think they were quite nice for the first try, and i think i looked more natural than the other photoshoots that i have previously with my uncle and other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for my photoshoot. kukup trip update next! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5883692137124912643?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5883692137124912643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5883692137124912643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5883692137124912643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5883692137124912643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/photoshoot.html' title='Photoshoot'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mI_P0XxiotY/TjuedkuPMsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GIjjZIg6W0w/s72-c/22072011917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8914201400485782183</id><published>2011-07-21T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:32:12.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>家事</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: Following content contains extreme bitchy comments. Viewer discretion is advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time me and my friends were talking about doing hsework, and one of my guy friend said that he usually clean the hse and cook for himself cos he lived alone. Then we were like so 佩服 that he can do all the things himself. He cannot tahan messiness at home and he felt that outside food is very unhealthy, so he rather do all the chores himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one of my female friend said that she doesnt know how to cook. She said she knows how to cook maggie mee only, but to me, knowing how to cook maggie mee doesnt means she can cook. Even a 5 yr old also know how to cook la.. pour hot water into cup noodles only what.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i thought she's a typical princess at home that most probably thought the stove is a monster and have nv been near to it in her life before. I've seen a few of this kind before. Not too shocking. But she went to the extremes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt even know how to sweep floor and mop floor. And she dont know how to use a washing machine. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO MISS? Sweep floor only got 2 steps: Take broom with your hand firmly and sweep the dirt up. Mop floor also only 2 steps: Take mop and start mopping. Washing machine : Throw your dirty clothes into the machine and PRESS THE GODDAMN WASHING BUTTON LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. What's so hard about it? You dont seems handicap in any way what. Are these chores that complicated for your brain (she's a NTU student somemore..) to learn??? =.= When she was mentioning all about her 'achievements', she looked and sounded proud about it. =.= Proud about what sia? That you're useless???&amp;nbsp;This is the most ridiculous person i've ever seen in my life. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my guy friend, he's rare, like a gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the girl, she's also rare, like an ultimate bimbo. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i figure out that its not that she doesnt know how to do these housework. Its because she refused to learn them. And i think she believes that learning them = you have no choice but to do them when people ask you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she's gonna regret this in the future. I know because one of my aunties has the mindset when she was young too. She thought dont know = dont need to do. At first, when she was single, it really saved her from many chores at home and my mum's always the one doing all the housework and cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when she got married, she realised that she's in deep deep trouble. Cos she has to do all the work that she'd nv done before, like cooking and stuffs and she had to learn from SCRATCH. And there's no one to help her up. And my mum on the other hand, since she has been doing these chores all her life, housework in her marriage life is kinda easy breezy to her. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above isnt a gender discrimination comment when women should be the one doing all the chores. I just feel that knowing all these housework is a LIFE SKILL. Like if there's time that you are living alone, you'll know how to take care of urself. At least, you'll be surviving well. People like my female friend, i think she'll just let the dust in the house bury her to death or starts eating raw meat and gets poisoning to death since she doesnt know any housekeeping and cooking. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also not trying to say that i'm very fantastic and a master at every single thing. But at the very least, i can do basic chores at home (eg, sweeping, mopping, wash and hang clothes, iron clothes... etc) and know how to cook a proper meal for the family. They're not really a CHORE to me, but rather a hobby. Things like cooking can be really fun, its kinda like my hobby now. And housework like mopping can actually be a very good workout (i always perspire like mad after finishing mopping the floor. lol). Help you lose weight and clean ur hse at the same time. 2 birds in 1 stone. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, the female friend of mine (actually its pretty weird to call her 'friend' cos she's just an&amp;nbsp;acquaintance, and people like her... very hard for me to talk to her w/o me vomiting blood. lol. but for convenience sake, i'll just call her my 'friend'. lol), she's totally ignorant about politics and current affairs, not even local ones. She doesnt even know who's our president. =.= I wonder if she even lives on Earth before i know her. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the best/ worse part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She's attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a silent scream in me and a big WTF in my head when i got to know that. I wonder if her bf is bigfoot or ET? O_o or if her bf is fortunately (for her) /unfortunately (for her bf) a human, i believe he really got unique taste for gf. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im sounding bitchy alrdy, but i really cant help it. Alright, i admit i say that cos im partly jealous, but if you look at her and match with all these 'interesting' characteristics of hers i guess you'll react the same way too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im starting to get all picky about friends i make. I guess im really turning to a loner. I'll rather be alone than going out with friends. Start hating to be a in crowd.. lazy to socialise and dislike to know new friends. I also dont know why. I only want to hang out with the few close friends of mine but they are always not free. lol. So that leaves me with no choice but to be alone. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= I guess i'll go sleep alrdy. Tmr still have to wake up early to mop the floor. lol. Nitex world~ &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do i have to do?&lt;br /&gt;To get rid of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8914201400485782183?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8914201400485782183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8914201400485782183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8914201400485782183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8914201400485782183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_21.html' title='家事'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1482181234282586850</id><published>2011-07-19T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T02:02:31.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO!</title><content type='html'>I think it's becoming a&amp;nbsp;routine&amp;nbsp;for me to report on what i did for my fridays to sundays. lol. Always very eventful~ or rather, my mondays to thursdays have nothing that's worth mentioning. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did i do on friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dolled up myself a little. Don't ask me why, just got the sudden mood to do so. hahaha. Here's 1 of the 20 &amp;nbsp;camwhore shot before i get out of hse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b1ibfpFfPWw/TiRX1DNEFlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uEVKcmQQXsU/s1600/15072011854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b1ibfpFfPWw/TiRX1DNEFlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uEVKcmQQXsU/s1600/15072011854.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently like to tie 2 ponytails. haha. Perhaps i'm really getting old alrdy, so trying very hard to look young. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw~ I went to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, as some my friends know alrdy, Bugis + shopping + alone = Shopping Madness!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis street is ultra nice place to shop. Things are darn cheap and sometimes u can find &amp;nbsp;really good stuffs there~ Bought so many stuffs that i'm amazed myself. haha. But caution: Pls skip the first level main street. Its gonna be a waste of time looking at the apparels in poor quality. Go to the shops at the far corner of the street or go to the 2nd floor. The things are cheaper than the 1st floor and the quality of their items are reasonably good, at least far better than those at the 1st floor. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my shopping haul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1r0Q4WRBUo/TiRa8EHLu5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/p9PCuCcT7Ao/s1600/100_4387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1r0Q4WRBUo/TiRa8EHLu5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/p9PCuCcT7Ao/s320/100_4387.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are all the small little things that i bought.. some i bought it at bugis street, and some i bought it at bugis junction. The domo and elmo pouches i bought it at bugis junction. Initially wanted to buy the domo only to put my polaroid, but buy 2 cheaper, so ended up buying the elmo also. HAHA. I know im damn auntie. Thank you. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlcKorEklkQ/TiRam3LCYRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uPEpF7g4e6Y/s1600/100_4390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlcKorEklkQ/TiRam3LCYRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uPEpF7g4e6Y/s320/100_4390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The best buy for my accessories of that day! Its a metallic ribbon&amp;nbsp;bracelet. Looked uber expensive, but guess what? $2.50 only!!!!!! hahaha. Looks really shiny and solid, but once u hold it, u know it worth its price. LOL. But who will go and hold the bracelet u wearing and say "Wa, ur bracelet weighs cheapo eh!". lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPwCOyrgiUk/TiRaBc9hzZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/n4DMkSeeoE8/s1600/100_4393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPwCOyrgiUk/TiRaBc9hzZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/n4DMkSeeoE8/s320/100_4393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This bracelet (is it called a bracelet? i dunno the name eh.. lol) was bought at the same shop as the ribbon bracelet. $2.50 also. This one the quality also damn good. Leather strap + engraving. Cool or what? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8adoYdGfaa4/TiRacE5joLI/AAAAAAAAAII/2hbqFij0y54/s1600/100_4391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8adoYdGfaa4/TiRacE5joLI/AAAAAAAAAII/2hbqFij0y54/s320/100_4391.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another accessory for my hand. HAHAHA. Its $10. Not very cheap, but i love this too much to let another person buy it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxXEVauuGW4/TiRaMyWujFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JHpd2xEhH7M/s1600/100_4392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxXEVauuGW4/TiRaMyWujFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JHpd2xEhH7M/s320/100_4392.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A rubber band with candy-like ball ball on it. Looks super tasty, i believe i'll regret if i dont buy it, so i decided bring it home too. haha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmRMhpjdGLY/TiRbPx1q7SI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YhvyxAfZmMw/s1600/100_4384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmRMhpjdGLY/TiRbPx1q7SI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YhvyxAfZmMw/s320/100_4384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These were the clothings and a bag that i bought. The bag i bought it at Zinc at bugis junction. Bought it cos the bag im using currently cui-ed, and need a sch bag when school reopens. Also bought a black pencil skirt for the clubbing night for UOC. The hoodie top isnt very nice, i also donno what deluded me to buy it. lol. But its only $15, so i'll forgive it. LOL. The duckling top is too 欠扁 for me to not buy it. HAHA. (finding so many excuses for my 失心疯.. lol. =p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is definitely the best buy for the day~ *drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqiS6Rib3Vs/TiRj7dF9e3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/DnhZQDCRsr0/s1600/100_4385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqiS6Rib3Vs/TiRj7dF9e3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/DnhZQDCRsr0/s320/100_4385.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tadaa! This is IT. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. I know it looks very ordinary in this pic, but i must explain why its the best buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i've seen this top like a month ago with my friends, at Dorothy Perkins. Maybe the fabric is not as good as DP's, but the design was EXACTLY the same. That time at DP when i saw the top, i love it at the first sight. Wanted to buy it, but i looked at the price tag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking $76. (the 'freaking' wasnt on the price tag. i added it. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i bought this top at bugis street for like... $12???? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of this buy i think my face looked like this at the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy6ed8xbjv0/TiRmO1L3gxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Co35orw0pQc/s1600/jian+smile.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy6ed8xbjv0/TiRmO1L3gxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Co35orw0pQc/s320/jian+smile.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A little too happy + a little hideous. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how much i spent in total:&lt;br /&gt;2 bracelets @ $5&lt;br /&gt;2 (sets of) bangles @ $20&lt;br /&gt;1 rubber band @ $2&lt;br /&gt;2 pouches @ $12&lt;br /&gt;1 hoodie top @ $15&lt;br /&gt;1 duckling top @ $10&lt;br /&gt;1 DP's lookalike top @ $12&lt;br /&gt;1 pencil skirt @ $20&lt;br /&gt;1 Zinc bag pack @ $35.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total up to be.. $141.90! O_O but i used a $40 capital voucher that i got for my 21st bday at bugis junction, so i ended up spending $101.90.... only. =s Its quite alot of money~ but that's a&amp;nbsp;necessary therapy once in while isnt it? =p im normally not that spendthrift~ haha. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my happy shopping, i went for my last sign language lesson at SADeaf at night~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were super dry and tired after straining my eyes the whole day to search for good stuffs at bugis, so took down my contacts and wore my specs instead. I was damn early (ard 40mins early?) so i grabbed to chance to camwhore abit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNeAvfD1rKQ/TiRnwmHsb6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/LU0iQYdQGYo/s1600/15072011862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNeAvfD1rKQ/TiRnwmHsb6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/LU0iQYdQGYo/s1600/15072011862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Normal expressionless shoot. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aBbwXsGUmA8/TiRnxKMbeoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F6ntWehOep0/s1600/15072011863.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aBbwXsGUmA8/TiRnxKMbeoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F6ntWehOep0/s1600/15072011863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Piggy-faced photo. Damn retarded. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmate and my instructor came and bought food to celebrate the passing of our exams. They really bought LOTSA FOOD. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1QQAIlJWUY/TiRneJfXafI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/p70VULzVsmc/s1600/15072011864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1QQAIlJWUY/TiRneJfXafI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/p70VULzVsmc/s320/15072011864.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have 2 more classmates, but they weren't free to turn up, so only the 3 of us + the instructor to finish all the food (donuts + bread + sandwiches + fries +drinks) on the table.. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XJInF7ZXrJ0/TiRnZ1s42tI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SV3BSzwODMA/s1600/15072011865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XJInF7ZXrJ0/TiRnZ1s42tI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SV3BSzwODMA/s320/15072011865.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The donuts. I almost cannot finish the one and only donut that i ate, cos i already ate 1 big tuna sandwich (like subway 6 inch) + fries + lemon tea + bread. Almost puke. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily other instructors, in fact almost all of them came into our rm to chill. I think they all came to our room cos we are kinda like the highest lvl batch of students for that night, and its much easier communicating with us in sign language. So the instructors helped to finish all the food there. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6TuFSZkEV8/TiRp-3wRRRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/74gskQevVLE/s1600/264178_10150264474583393_565483392_7571665_6661296_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6TuFSZkEV8/TiRp-3wRRRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/74gskQevVLE/s320/264178_10150264474583393_565483392_7571665_6661296_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My classmates and my instructor behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6vSJH8ByS8/TiRq1QgudNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nwgmiNtWk9w/s1600/284768_10150264475238393_565483392_7571671_4370226_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6vSJH8ByS8/TiRq1QgudNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nwgmiNtWk9w/s320/284768_10150264475238393_565483392_7571671_4370226_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The person behind is Jimmy, the person who's in charge of all the admin stuffs and enjoys making fun of me. =.= I was pointing to him and signing 'stupid'. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NE8dGZKlTs/TiRq1xKKjnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lGrH5KUvzvQ/s1600/269839_10150264473503393_565483392_7571658_2350097_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NE8dGZKlTs/TiRq1xKKjnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lGrH5KUvzvQ/s320/269839_10150264473503393_565483392_7571658_2350097_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My tester for exam, Freddie. He's damn funny and&amp;nbsp;lenient&amp;nbsp;during the exam. Without him, i wont be able to &amp;nbsp;pass my exams. lol. Im so gonna miss my sign language lesson~ T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for friday. I'll move on to sat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, didnt go out with friends and stayed at home to make cookies with hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make almond choco cookies, but doesnt turn out that well like the last time. =( not very crispy cos i think its a little under cooked (the cookie mixture was dark brown in colour before i bake it, so its impossible to observe if the cookies were baked well. =.=) and its not as fragrant as the previous one. TSK. =3= Nxt time gonna be better! haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZICuNvTmZZM/TiRnWoshUdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8N-cqozgPD4/s1600/16072011866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZICuNvTmZZM/TiRnWoshUdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8N-cqozgPD4/s320/16072011866.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HR stirring the mixture for me cos i have no strength to stir. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hQWaRgQvDyk/TiRnTAl4kPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/R8DJkQx1hFw/s1600/16072011867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hQWaRgQvDyk/TiRnTAl4kPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/R8DJkQx1hFw/s320/16072011867.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The mixture in a ball~ haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-deEZ4Y2UIxY/TiRnRPxmokI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YGzozW0ldRg/s1600/16072011868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-deEZ4Y2UIxY/TiRnRPxmokI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YGzozW0ldRg/s320/16072011868.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Into the oven! So i think u'll understand why i dunno whether its fully baked anot. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QLFGMRHC-Q/TiRnOEkZRHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SXtLUSp8Wf4/s1600/16072011869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QLFGMRHC-Q/TiRnOEkZRHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SXtLUSp8Wf4/s320/16072011869.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Baked! Doesnt look very appetizing. lol. But doesnt taste that bad actually. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after baking the cookies, we practically nua-ed on the sofa. The warm afternoon that day was damn suitable to laze around. haha. Nua-ed for i think 3hrs or so and hr went home. Though it sounds like a really boring sat, i think its pretty nice to 宅 at home once in a while. Love the peaceful afternoon~ =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sun, my mum bought me a domo handphone accessory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XUKKs-q54A/TiRnLtS_v6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/e1f0iYecQDc/s1600/17072011875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XUKKs-q54A/TiRnLtS_v6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/e1f0iYecQDc/s320/17072011875.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cos my previous handphone accessory spolied, so my mum bought this for me. CUTE RIGHT? haha. My mum always buy very nice handphone accessories for me. Love it! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFN677RVgcM/TiRnxt8pRTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e5cSFlH9A6s/s1600/17072011877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFN677RVgcM/TiRnxt8pRTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e5cSFlH9A6s/s1600/17072011877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trying to look like the domo. HAHA. Super unglam. Compare this face with the face for the 1st pic in this post and i believe ppl will think that they are different person. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Z9KuYwJ2IU/TiRvTzhpgII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hbQbKGeNkQY/s1600/17072011881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Z9KuYwJ2IU/TiRvTzhpgII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hbQbKGeNkQY/s320/17072011881.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Compare my domo with my zombie (yes, its the same zombie from plants vs zombies. lol. My bro bought it for me fr tianjin. Scary but cute and the same time. HAHA). Which one has a bigger mouth? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35EKTkbaV8A/TiRnGkgZWaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Nsb1E2bZQkk/s1600/17072011879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35EKTkbaV8A/TiRnGkgZWaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Nsb1E2bZQkk/s320/17072011879.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I made this cold dish for dnr~ Its 螺肉 (those canned ones) that me and hr bought on sat with extra fresh seaweed and super nice lynn's secret seasoning added. HAHA. Damn nice~ gonna make it again soon~ *drools* O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now~ tata! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1482181234282586850?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1482181234282586850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1482181234282586850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1482181234282586850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1482181234282586850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO!'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b1ibfpFfPWw/TiRX1DNEFlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uEVKcmQQXsU/s72-c/15072011854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2459084972665171233</id><published>2011-07-15T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T02:12:59.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT AND UGLY.</title><content type='html'>Been lazing around for very long alrdy~ not been exercising for ard a month. =.= i can totally feel the fats happily storing up in my body.. my body's getting so flabby i feel like im turning into a huge balloon filled with oil. =.= im about to puke when i pinch the lump of fats on my body.. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i made a big decision ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL EXERCISE! &amp;gt;:( *eyes burning with fire*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i woke up (which was around 12pm? i slept late~ not that i slp alot huh.. haha.), i washed up and gear myself up for the work out! Since its noon time, i dont wish to jog and melt halfway cos the sun was damn hot, i decided to do some exercise at home. So this was what i turn to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meEdnvqn3To/Th8h2ehwaqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gtjLQS47OI4/s1600/14072011847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meEdnvqn3To/Th8h2ehwaqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gtjLQS47OI4/s320/14072011847.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tadaa! This is the equipment i used! haha. It has been growing dust at my house since nobody in my family is very keen about exercising. My dad's using it to hang his pants. lol. I cant remember its name, but basically u just step on that thingy and hold onto the 'sticks' and do normally walking movement. U can adjust the stepping thingy to increase the resistance so u have to use more strength and really do some exercise. haha. Just nice the weighing scale is just beside only. Can measure after exercise.. but i dont dare to step on it. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was on that thing for 20 mins and did ~2000 times. Pro not? haha. Just a little bit of suan-ness on my thighs while i was doing it, and my sweat was like.. POURING. Sweat dripped into my eyes but i didnt stop cos i dont feel like stopping the momentum. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt tiring at all. That was when i WHILE I WAS DOING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got down from it. I nearly fell down cos my thighs was damn suan and wobbly. Like the machine totally sucked all the energy from my thighs. =.= At least i wasnt panting and stuffs. Just plain suan. Overwhelming amount of lactic acid on my thighs. lol. But it was nice to perspire. Love the refreshing feeling of showering after exercise. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still feeling very contented for my attempt to shake some fats off me, and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum bought me ayam penyet for dnr. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u dont know what that is.. its basically rice with FRIED chicken drumstick, FRIED tau gua, FRIED beans pancake. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats more? I was feeling very guilty after that meal and was munching on a tomato to neutralize the calories impact. Then, my mum told me that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wa.. eating tomato ah? Eh, fridge got ice cream hor. Go take one and eat lo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes my effort to lose weight. Now i see the fats on my tummy making new friends with the newly invited fats immigrants. =3= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i'll continue to use that equipment. I WILL LOSE WEIGHT. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully. hahaha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides rattling on my 'horizontal' problem, i have to talk abt my face! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time back, there was an sudden acne outbreak on the temple of my face. I never had such a serious acne problem in my life before. It was pretty bad and that i even went to see specialist at national skin centre for it. Got all the face wash and cream. Finally recovered after more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i realised the pores on my face were damn big. =.= Its so big that i feel that i can ALMOST STUFF MY PINKY INTO THE PORES. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Kinda too&amp;nbsp;exaggerated. But the pores were really&amp;nbsp;intolerable GINORMOUS. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried different types of toner, but i think this is the best for me so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bpOntdOmxII/Th8h6DRH9TI/AAAAAAAAAHE/u-J_xyLabHY/s1600/14072011848.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bpOntdOmxII/Th8h6DRH9TI/AAAAAAAAAHE/u-J_xyLabHY/s320/14072011848.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;L'oreal Derma Genesis-- Pure Minimising Smoother toner~ My&amp;nbsp;savior~ i can almost see light radiating out from it. Holy~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the Derma Genesis, there's also other different types for diff purposes. lol. They have toner for whitening, anti-aging.. etc. So many to choose from just from their own series of toner ( i think there's.. 5?). lol. When i was still deciding which one to buy, i cant make up my mind cos there's too many types to choose fr and each type seems to be fantastic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i ended up buying this toner specially for tightening pores, and i felt i really made the right choice. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toner was really pretty amazing, cos after using it for just 2 days, my pores were visibly much much smaller. Now my face is really much smoother with the pores vanishing from my face. Hopefully, my face can be so smooth that mosquito can slip off my face after i finish using the bottle of toner. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. And the toner is just... $12.90! Cheap or what? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i can be L'oreal's 代言人. Say their product untill so heavenly good. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the outcome of my the battle with the fats and the pores:&lt;br /&gt;Fats--- 惨败! =(&lt;br /&gt;Pores--- VICTORY! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work harder tmr! haha. Nites world~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2459084972665171233?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2459084972665171233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2459084972665171233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2459084972665171233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2459084972665171233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/fat-and-ugly.html' title='FAT AND UGLY.'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meEdnvqn3To/Th8h2ehwaqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gtjLQS47OI4/s72-c/14072011847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2466490650420756262</id><published>2011-07-11T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T03:39:21.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 facts about me</title><content type='html'>Alright. I'm going to say first that the start of this post has no link to the title, but its going to lead me to what i wanna talk about in this entry later. Lol. Let me start with the happenings from last fri to sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, i woke up with the plan of going to bugis to shop alone. I changed my clothes and was ready to get out of the house. And as i was packing my bag, i flipped my Sign language notes (i had sign language lesson later that night) before putting it into my bag, and i realised something BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson at night was actually.... my final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've studied nuts for it. *lightning strikes at background* O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i dumped my bag aside and buried my face into the notes. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pass the exams for previous level was pretty easy (i've completed basic level 1,2 and 3, and intermediate level 1) and i usually study for the exams on the day of exams itself. But intermediate level 2 is a MONSTER. Its just like end of yr exams for secondary sch (1/2 as simple) for the previous levels. But forgetting about revising for this exam is like forgetting to study for your o level papers. It was really a very "head-bangs-wall" moment. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had like only 2h+ to revise the tons of vocabs. And by the time i reached the school, i have not even complete revision for basic level 3. =((((((((&amp;nbsp;So, i took the paper w/o studying for my intermediate 1 and 2 AT ALL. =.= This was the most screwed up paper that i took. I nearly pulled out all my hair while taking the paper. &amp;nbsp;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pass the paper, i've to get at least 75%. yes. just for PASSING i have to get 75%. And guess what? I've already lost 10% of my marks cos i missed 2 lessons, and there goes my att marks. T_T So, i can only afford to lose 15% of my marks before i fail the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75%. Just nice to pass. =.= Phew~ Im just damn lucky i guess. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the terrifying paper, i went for my friend's bday celebration at Goldkist chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend drove me there. Its pretty late at night when we reached. I think its around 12am? At first we thought of staying awhile and leave within an hour... but... we stayed till 5am+. =.= And when my friend drove me home, it's already 6am+. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go for a cca event at ard 9am. BUT, no need to say also know that i'll sleep like a pig and miss the event. =( so i woke up in the afternoon and nua-ed at home. lol.&amp;nbsp;Then i got too bored and decided to go out and shop around cwp alone. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was happily shopping at Nichii (bought 1 shirt, 1 t-shirt and 1 shades.. Great discount! lol.) and choosing clothes to try on, my phone slipped fr my hand and fell hard onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my phone and saw streaks of line (those that u see on a lousy tv with bad reception) on the screen. There's damage on the display but I thought its still acceptable, given the impact of the fall. Also, i can still use all the functions in the phone and the touch screen is still sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, when i tried to use it again after an hour, the screen was totally black. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAD. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn devastated. D: So i have to switch to my "lao ya" sony ericsson spare phone... and having a headache about what to do next, cos i definitely dont want to live with my cui-ed spare phone for about 5 months before the contract can be renewed. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i sent my dead phone for repair ytd at those outside handphone shop to replace the screen for $55 (dont want to go nokia shop cos its cfm so exp that i'll rather buy a new phone). And i can get the phone like later today! Wee~~~~~ =D suddenly i feel that my nokia phone's so lovely~ HAHA. 失去后才觉得更珍贵~ lol. How apt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, back to the main pt (after the uber long story above. haha.), while i was using the spare phone, i saw the past msges in the inbox and the photos, videos, music.. etc. in the spare phone. It felt totally cool looking thru all of them. =) When we were all young and these... then i suddenly realised that i've certain habits and hobbies that i got since i was really young till now. Some of these may be unknown to even my closer friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright la.. its just 5 random facts about me. &amp;nbsp;Nothing related to the ah ma story written above. Just a sudden random realisation alright? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I like to hold onto the straps of my friends' bag when i go out with them.&lt;br /&gt;Some people may think that its really odd, but i really cant help it. Its a habit of mine since i was less than 7 yrs old. Cos i was so afraid that i'll get lost in shopping malls so i'll hold on to the straps of my mum's bag esp in very crowded area so i wont lose my mum. Then i carry on with this habit when i was out with my friends, since at times i'll get too enthused by the things around me that i dont know that my friends already walked away. haha. Somehow this habit gives me a sense of security. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends, dont be alarmed when i hold ur bag. Im not going to rob u. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Im totally&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with a animated movie called 《小倩》.&lt;br /&gt;Just in case people dont know what this movie is, let me refresh your memory with the photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkQ2Qr2L-PY/ThnxTB7q-XI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lhPyjyC-hh0/s1600/xiao+qian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkQ2Qr2L-PY/ThnxTB7q-XI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lhPyjyC-hh0/s320/xiao+qian.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69HJFk4GfzQ/ThnxUxoHaGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iDMrZQFW-io/s1600/xiao+qian+2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69HJFk4GfzQ/ThnxUxoHaGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iDMrZQFW-io/s320/xiao+qian+2.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This movie was shown in 1997 and i've watched this movie for more than 20 times. I've watched it so many times that i can remember their lines in the movie. lol. First watched it when i was 7, and was captivated by it since then. There's just this enchanting power about this cartoon that i cannot resist. I've got all their soundtracks and even bought the VCD for the movie. haha. The best animated movie to me thus far. HAHA. So tempted to watch it again tmr~ lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna find out why i was so crazy about the movie, you can go to the link for this movie below to find out. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://v.youku.com/v_playlist/f606180o1p0.html"&gt;http://v.youku.com/v_playlist/f606180o1p0.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I like to 'classify' my food before i eat them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;If people are&amp;nbsp;observant enough, you'll see me very busy classifying my food before i eat them. This is especially obvious when im eating 菜饭, when i'll put all the different types of 菜 into their own groups. Last time i cant even stand a grain of rice stuck onto my 菜 before i eat them. Now a few grains stuck are fine with me already. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i believe this&amp;nbsp;behavior&amp;nbsp;of mine was cultivated when i was young. My mum always like to cook rice with other dishes and put them onto a very cute plate with partitions for me. Something like... this one below, but cuter. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOUrYf5nBn0/Thn3n-Cv6kI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RFXEyYkiyuY/s1600/sell-melamine-children-plate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOUrYf5nBn0/Thn3n-Cv6kI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RFXEyYkiyuY/s320/sell-melamine-children-plate.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So whenever i had my meal during my childhood time using the plate, i wont let the different types of food "cross boundary" to another partition. haha. So ya.. that explains for my weird habit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)I hate lizards. =(&lt;br /&gt;I have an extreme fear for lizards. I cant stand them within 3m radius range from me. =.= I'll just freak out if a lizard appear within the range, dead or alive. =.= I rmbed i sprinted along the corridor to my hse becos the ceiling was manifested with lizards. =.=&amp;nbsp;I think the phobia was caused by a childhood trauma that i had when i was ard 7. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb i was at my grandma's hse in msia, i was sitting on a bench and stoning at the front yard early in the morning. Then, out of nowhere, a lizard fell onto my shirt and it was bouncing and wriggling on my shirt like nobody's business. I was so freaked out that i dont even know what to do about it and screamed like a mad person. Then my heroic grandfather passed by and swept the lizard off my shirt, saving me from the torture. Since then on, i have growing phobia about lizards and dare not go close them, fearing that it might fall onto me again. &amp;nbsp;*shivers* =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll rather eat 10 cockroaches than eating one lizard.. tail. Though i also dont like cockroaches la.. This shows how much i despise lizard. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I like to sleep with myself covered/buried in blanket.&lt;br /&gt;What i mean here is really.. COVERED. Like from head to toe covered. Just like how people wrap dead bodies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos when i was young right, i always thought a wicked witch will visit me late at night and attack me if my body is 'revealed' to her. lol. So i'll try to cover every single inch of my body with blanket no matter how hot the weather was that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So untill now right, i like to cover myself with blanket, especially my head. Its not so bad now as in i dont need to be fully covered &amp;nbsp;with blanket, but the head is the minimum. I cant slp without my head covered with blanket. haha. I've checked it out recently and found out it's an action of insecurity. Aiya~ also didnt really bother about it. As long as i can breathe properly with my head covered, everything's fine with me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright~ getting kinda late now~ gonna turn in now~ Nights world~ =) *covers head with blanket* @@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2466490650420756262?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2466490650420756262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2466490650420756262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2466490650420756262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2466490650420756262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/5-facts-about-me.html' title='5 facts about me'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkQ2Qr2L-PY/ThnxTB7q-XI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lhPyjyC-hh0/s72-c/xiao+qian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-198176427510203889</id><published>2011-07-06T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:20:17.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我最亲愛的</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hH5ZecYkrXo?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;"很想知道你近况 我听人说 还不如你对我讲&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;经过那段遗憾 请你放心 我变得更加坚强&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;世界不管怎样荒凉 爱过你就不怕孤单&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;我最亲爱的 你过的怎麼样&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;没我的日子 你别来无恙&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;依然亲爱的 我没让你失望&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; 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line-height: 24px;"&gt;想起你的模样 要什麼错 还不能够被原谅 世界不管怎样荒凉 爱过你就不怕孤单"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u realised.. It's been around a yr that i first met u, but it felt much longer than that to me. Nevertheless, we knew that its the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the msges.. but is it out of guilty conscious? Care? Or some other reasons i cant comprehend? Only u know.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我最亲爱的，你过的怎么样？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-198176427510203889?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/198176427510203889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=198176427510203889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/198176427510203889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/198176427510203889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='我最亲愛的'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hH5ZecYkrXo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-6418240395919485934</id><published>2011-07-05T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:25:02.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday + weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Had an rather busy Friday and weekend last week~ shall elaborate on what i did~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Friday, i went to buy the ingredients and materials for my friends' birthday gifts at vista point. Then i saw this 扭蛋 machine (those that u put $1 then u can turn and get one toy) with angry birds. So i inserted $1 and this is what i got...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UPAy9zgqeQ/ThF9HC2IlLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bwVfiYO_Wug/s1600/30062011780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UPAy9zgqeQ/ThF9HC2IlLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bwVfiYO_Wug/s320/30062011780.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WTF is this???? A super orh biang&amp;nbsp;bracelet that doesnt even fit my wrist. =.= That's when i took a closer look at the machine and when i saw the tiny whiny wordings.. "Other toys included". WTH. Wasted my $1. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But i decided to take the risk again and try my luck for my angry bird. lol. And finally, this is what i got~ &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiSFEUv4J5E/ThF4RMKpK6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/QBDymoT1Nf8/s1600/30062011782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiSFEUv4J5E/ThF4RMKpK6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/QBDymoT1Nf8/s320/30062011782.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Black bird! haha. Quite cute. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i suddenly got an idea to make use of the bracelet that i got~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fwACaKq-og/ThF4Uj5aX7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/z3ve_mfrTk8/s1600/30062011783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fwACaKq-og/ThF4Uj5aX7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/z3ve_mfrTk8/s320/30062011783.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tribal black bird! HAHA. Alright. i dont know what to do about the bracelet. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, i had my second try (my 1st try was more than 2 yrs ago.. and kinda a failure.. lol.) in making cookies for my friend's bday gift~ made coconut cookies! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pt2OcEx2NYs/ThF4XWV6BzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iMfIqp1Frjk/s1600/30062011784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pt2OcEx2NYs/ThF4XWV6BzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iMfIqp1Frjk/s320/30062011784.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'Hammering' the cookie dough to give them nice nice grooves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi8j-zh2-fo/ThF4ZdMDZdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OmVShvun1Uo/s1600/30062011785.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi8j-zh2-fo/ThF4ZdMDZdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OmVShvun1Uo/s320/30062011785.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Asked my mum to take the photo with me inside to show that i really made the cookies myself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bh1YkGhgX2A/ThF598vce7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wuLxztYcXCQ/s1600/30062011788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bh1YkGhgX2A/ThF598vce7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wuLxztYcXCQ/s320/30062011788.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tadaa! Ready to put into the oven! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MOGgy5rDjLs/ThF6BtS-63I/AAAAAAAAAGA/bXlQohstQyA/s1600/30062011789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MOGgy5rDjLs/ThF6BtS-63I/AAAAAAAAAGA/bXlQohstQyA/s320/30062011789.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sending it into the oven for baking~ my big fat arm at the side.. lol =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NpOedwhDOy4/ThF6Eh0oxWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8OMkoKhm23I/s1600/30062011790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NpOedwhDOy4/ThF6Eh0oxWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8OMkoKhm23I/s320/30062011790.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Smells really good while baking! &amp;nbsp;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSmOvz-YLr0/ThF4mkQQg8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/fb289sc4eVk/s1600/30062011791.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSmOvz-YLr0/ThF4mkQQg8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/fb289sc4eVk/s320/30062011791.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's the cookies! They taste really good! SUCCESS! MUAHAHA. Gonna bake other different types of cookies soon! &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Sat, finally got a chance to meet up with the AJ netball girls. lol. Its so hard to meet up as a grp since we have extremely packed schedule.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went to Marina Square to watch Mr Popper's penguins first~ the movie was quite cute with the penguins running around, but the plot was kinda expected. I'll give it a 3/5. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, we went to this very ulu restaurant at Tiong Bahru called the "Blue Garden". Its a korean BBQ restaurant which cost ard $26++ for dinner time. I can say that its really worth the money cos the food there is pretty fresh and tasty. Actually im not very crazy over their bbq meat. i like their side dishes. haha. They have a wide range of different korean dishes like fried nian gao, fried veg pancakes, ginseng chicken soup (though pretty tasteless.. lol).. etc. A korean food fans must-go restaurant. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvBKb--i0h8/ThF33sNQI_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bUKWwF8xT4o/s1600/100_4320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvBKb--i0h8/ThF33sNQI_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bUKWwF8xT4o/s320/100_4320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The BBQ meat. The chicken is super tender. The beef also not bad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENtKOVyi054/ThF39T-v3oI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b3DfpVUOw8g/s1600/100_4318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENtKOVyi054/ThF39T-v3oI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b3DfpVUOw8g/s320/100_4318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The fried nian gao. Quite nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_YPdsXJx4Uk/ThF4GNp3G9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/1BKOCOC0z_A/s1600/100_4317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_YPdsXJx4Uk/ThF4GNp3G9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/1BKOCOC0z_A/s320/100_4317.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The side dishes that i cant stop eating. lol. The 三层肉 is~~~~ HEAVENLY~ hahahaha. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJAcrJXwcNg/ThF3uRDrfDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/F1PiZj1E86Y/s1600/100_4327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJAcrJXwcNg/ThF3uRDrfDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/F1PiZj1E86Y/s320/100_4327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A group pic before we go home! Love them lots! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sun, went out with yu ting, si min and teck kuan to celebrate tk's bday in advance before yt and him go for their 3 weeks aust trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNWqFdgkqc0/ThF4Kijdg3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QBFU2EbdFyE/s1600/03072011816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNWqFdgkqc0/ThF4Kijdg3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QBFU2EbdFyE/s320/03072011816.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The card that i made for tk~ tried my best to make it nice... lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-WZBGhsYdQ/ThF7riwHIdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SQbQgkTZBmQ/s1600/03072011824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-WZBGhsYdQ/ThF7riwHIdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SQbQgkTZBmQ/s320/03072011824.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of the photos in the card. I love this photo of us particularly~ =) Looked like we are like some professionals for some executive job. haha. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dSzoWhK9D-g/ThF5Lxgc1tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kCfB2iX0Ndo/s1600/100_4357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dSzoWhK9D-g/ThF5Lxgc1tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kCfB2iX0Ndo/s320/100_4357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;自拍-ing while tk's doing his job&amp;nbsp;for video-ing some flash mob event outside&amp;nbsp;taka. The lighting was very good there, so must grab the chance to&amp;nbsp;自拍. My idea of course. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tk's done with his job, we took train to little india (yes, little india. during a weekend. =.= i felt like a minority there.) to have our dnr at a restaurant called Muthu's Curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the name of the restaurant, i thought it's gonna be a very rundown restaurant with coconut oil smell filling the air, and house flies landing on my food. lol. BUT, the restaurant looks super grand and comfortable. Not a single house fly and the air's fresh too. HAHA. Even the toilet's super clean. lol. And the food is pretty cheap and tasty! If u like spicy food, its one of the best restaurant i'll recommend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--i4vPPevmd8/ThF45mNRR9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/qJ-AuH9V0KQ/s1600/100_4375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--i4vPPevmd8/ThF45mNRR9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/qJ-AuH9V0KQ/s320/100_4375.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We ordered curry fish head (very nice but quite spicy), chicken tandoori (quite dry, but full of flavours~ nice flavours. haha), beef rendang (not bad~), potato curry (very normal.. lol) and garlic naan (taste like prata) to go with the.curry dishes. Yum yum~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLAkNZlyGww/ThF5CSCLcEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/x5wrhaK9MUY/s1600/100_4373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLAkNZlyGww/ThF5CSCLcEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/x5wrhaK9MUY/s320/100_4373.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Curry fish head! MY FAV! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dnr, we had a mini celebration for tk's bday. Brought him a small cake and sang him bday songs. haha. HAPPY BDAY TK! hope u like the card! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfs6ftqXUio/ThF4vd-qBrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XSLzH7jK-vg/s1600/100_4378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfs6ftqXUio/ThF4vd-qBrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XSLzH7jK-vg/s320/100_4378.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY AGAIN! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After we left the restaurant, we rushed to The Cathay to watch.... TRANSFORMER 3~~~~~~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Transformer 3 was as action-packed as expected, but i must say that.. Megan fox is like a 1000 times better than the new female lead in this movie. Megan Fox is like damn hot with strong character, but this new female lead (which i dunno wth is her name) is like only 10% as hot and totally an useless dumb blonde (always there screaming here and there only. =.=) that doesnt help at all. Luckily the autobots are damn cool to compensate for it. lol. Overall i'll give this movie 4/5! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Busy busy weekend yea? haha.&amp;nbsp;Fulfilling 3 days.. =) Good movies + tasty food + awesome friends! Im loving it! HAHA. XD&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-6418240395919485934?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6418240395919485934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=6418240395919485934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6418240395919485934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6418240395919485934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-weekend.html' title='Friday + weekend!'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UPAy9zgqeQ/ThF9HC2IlLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bwVfiYO_Wug/s72-c/30062011780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7550891032889040085</id><published>2011-06-30T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T00:38:06.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzz</title><content type='html'>I think sometimes people can be very insensitive in their words. I know its a happy matter and you are over the moon, but can dont brag about it EVERYWHERE? There's a pitiful, mournful,&amp;nbsp;grudging being here. Can spare her not? =.= wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i broke the record of deleting and hiding people on fb this year. Bye bye~ HIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELAX~ *breathes* =3=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7550891032889040085?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7550891032889040085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7550891032889040085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7550891032889040085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7550891032889040085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/zzzz.html' title='zzzz'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2691016170164244818</id><published>2011-06-28T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T16:26:10.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think im too bored right now. So i shall do a "92 truth about me" questionaire that i saw on fb now. HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What Was Your:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. last beverage = Plain water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. last phone call = My student's mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. last text message = Han Rong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. last song you listened to = Just a kiss (Lady antebellum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. last time you cried = Ytd night. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have You Ever:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. dated someone twice = Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. been cheated on =&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it = Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. lost someone special = ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. been depressed = yes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;11. been drunk and threw up = Never drunk or threw up. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;List Three Favourite Colors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;12. Pastel purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;13. Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;14. Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Last Year(2010), Have You:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;15. Made a new friend = Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;16. Fallen&amp;nbsp;in love = yes.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;17. Laughed until you cried = no~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. Met someone who changed you = Maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were = Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you = Yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your FB friend's list&amp;nbsp;= Ya. someone that WAS on my fb list. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;General:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;22. How many people on your FB friends list do you know in real life = 99%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;24. Do you have any pets = Is moss ball consider as my pet? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;25. Do you want to change your name = No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday= party at my house with 50 friends. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;27. What time did you wake up today = 12.30pm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night = Watching TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for = I phone 4 S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother= Ytd night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life= Change my height to 1.65m. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;32. What are you listening to right now = Noise from construction work. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom?= Tom dont have. But Tommy, yes. Ytd night. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now = Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;35. Most visited webpage = Facebook, Blog, Google, Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;37. Nickname = Giant, Giraffe, 高人, Tower, ELMO. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;38.&amp;nbsp;Relationship Status = SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;39. Zodiac sign = Horsey~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;40. Male or Female = FEMALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;41. Elementary&amp;nbsp;= Woodlands Ring Primary School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;42. High School = Anderson Junior College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;43. College = NTU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;44. Hair color = Natural brown&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;45. Long or short = Long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;46. Height = 177.2 CM (but i think i grew taller. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone? = Sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;48. What do you like about yourself? = My face? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;50. Tattoos = Wants badly but no $$. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;51. Righty or lefty= Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Firsts :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;52. First surgery = This year's May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;53. First piercing = 5/6? cant rmb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;54. First best friend = Si Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;55. First sport you joined = NETBALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;56. First vacation = O_O no idea. Dont rmb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;58. First pair of trainers = Trainers? what's that? lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Right Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;59. Eating = NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;60. Drinking = NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;61.&amp;nbsp;I'm about to = Give tuition&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;62.&amp;nbsp;Listening to = Whistles from school field. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;63.&amp;nbsp;Waiting for = Mum to get home so i can eat dnr. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your Future&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;64.&amp;nbsp;Want kids? = Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;65. Get Married? = Maybe, provided i can find a person to married to. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;66. Career? = No idea. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Which Is Better :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;67. Lips or eyes = EYES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;68. Hugs or kisses = Hugs. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;69. Shorter or taller = Taller, if it means my future bf's height. Shorter, if it means my height. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;70. Older or Younger = Older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous = Both. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms = Nice arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;73. Sensitive or loud = Sensitive. No loud one pls. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship = Relationship of course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant = Hesitant. but hopefully not both. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have You Ever :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;76. Kissed a stranger = NO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;77. Drank hard liquor = Yea~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts = nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;79. Sex on first date = SIAO. NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;80.&amp;nbsp;Broke someone's heart = I think so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;81. Had your own heart broken = Yessssssssssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;82. Been arrested = NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;83. Turned someone down = no~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;84. Cried when someone died = yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;85. Fallen for a friend = haha. ya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do You Believe In:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;86. Yourself = Sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;87. Miracles = yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;88. Love at first sight = Yup~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;89. Heaven = yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;90. GUAN YIN MA&amp;nbsp;= yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;91. Kiss on the first date = haha. yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;92. ALIENS: yup!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Friends~ try it during ur free time too! quite fun~ haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2691016170164244818?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2691016170164244818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2691016170164244818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2691016170164244818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2691016170164244818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8330681501108059133</id><published>2011-06-28T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T02:48:08.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Just saw this on fb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;几乎每个水瓶座的心底都有着一段刻骨铭心人间记忆，一个永远无法忘记的背影。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;用一秒钟爱上一个人，然后再付出一生去忘记，水瓶座就是这样的试验品。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;在公车上，街边，商场，水瓶老是认错人。在茫茫人海中，始终在寻找一个熟悉的身影，直&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;到产生幻觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一刻，水瓶座突然很想痛哭流涕，因为突然发现自己几近疯狂的爱上一个人，失去了理智&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，失去了自我。这种突如其来的感觉，很恐惧，很无助。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;尽管水瓶座装着多么不在乎，看都不看一眼。可是对方说的每句话都从耳朵&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;进去，没见出来。对方提的任何过分的要求，水瓶座统统照单全收精心尽力，决对不会有半&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;个不字。完全成为一个爱情的奴隶，脸上还装酷无表情，整个死要面子活受罪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种情况下，如果对方使点阴谋诡计，刻意疏远避而不见或是视而不见，电话不接或是哼哈&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;敷衍等等，水瓶会给整疯了，开始会想是什么自己地方做错了，说错话了，然后拉下面子主&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;动讨好试探。不用多，碰壁两次，水瓶座就会有自知之明了，不会再去想是为什么会这样，&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;也不想知道了。心里会想，原来是对方讨厌自己，不想见到自己。明白之后，就是绝对的安&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;静了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这还没完，过了一段日子。对方如果突然又改变态度，水瓶座竟然能既往不咎问也不问，殷&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;勤依旧，完全没有尊严可谈。只要能和对方开心的在一起，过去不重要，未来也不重要，面&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;子不重要，金钱不重要，时间不重要，自己也不重要。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;水瓶座一旦付出，便是彻底，不可收回。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情投入的越多越是伤的重。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最擅长的是难为自己。不想对方难过，只好让自己难过。总是认为自己有超乎寻常的承受力&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，把自己想得太坚强，而把别人想得太脆弱。不知道，受伤的其实是自己，只是不知道如何&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;表现出来。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;只需一次，水瓶座便把一生的精力耗尽，只因执著，便落得伤痕累累。那段感情如强酸腐蚀&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;着那颗麻木的心，穿了一个洞，再也无法弥补。时间是世界上最有力的矬子，把空洞的毛边&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;渐渐抚平，不再搁人。每当寒风吹过，犹闻隐约凄凉的萧萧声，似挽歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只需一次，水瓶座便不再幻想，于是狠狠将自己摔碎，拒绝熔化拼凑。因为怕熔了记忆，怕&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;熔了那个远远的背影，怕熔了自己千年的期盼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之后，水瓶座依然谈笑风生，依然开朗豁达，继续着一段接一段的新感情，重复着一切，因&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;为无法承受寂寞。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;当看到一个瓶子在疯狂地快乐或悲伤时，请千万不要被迷惑，水瓶总是不由自主地交错操纵&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;着快乐与悲伤。其实并不像看到的那么快乐，同样的，也不像看到的那么悲伤。只是悲伤时&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，喜欢带上快乐的面具，而当水瓶快乐时，悲伤又不肯轻易放过。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;只有真正懂得水瓶座的人，才能看见眼底那一缕似有似无的哀伤，才能明白是什么让水瓶如&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;此的义无反顾，是什么让水瓶变得如此忽冷忽热捉摸不定，才能体会水瓶的坚强只是竭力掩&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;饰的脆弱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;How accurate can this get? lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8330681501108059133?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8330681501108059133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8330681501108059133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8330681501108059133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8330681501108059133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-3046560989585639239</id><published>2011-06-28T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T02:17:10.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAI EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I felt very lucky that my friend's willing to listen to me ytd night. Your company really meant alot to me. Thanks for listening to me till 3+am untill your mum nagged at u. Felt much better saying everything in my heart out. Thanks "you-know-who-you-are". haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think there's an emo aura roaming around me and my friends these few days. Saw emo comments on fb and blogs~ I think this emo virus is becoming epidemic, affecting all the friends around me. MAI EMO MAI EMO! lol. I must tell u all, the best remedy to this infection is to talk to a close friend. I can confirm that you'll feel so much better after saying everything out. It works for me very well. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm~ sometimes i really have to resign to fate. 老天爷 must be taking me as a source of entertainment. Constantly using my life to 开玩笑. Saying some things just a few days later may result in a totally different outcome. Sometimes i just want to LOL about my own life. Totally like a joke. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But never mind, soon i'll get used to it. Nothing can bring me down. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-3046560989585639239?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3046560989585639239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=3046560989585639239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3046560989585639239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3046560989585639239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/mai-emo.html' title='MAI EMO'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-905863381813020057</id><published>2011-06-27T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T00:16:08.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>难过</title><content type='html'>Im crying now. But i cant exactly put into words why. Recently, it's getting harder and harder for me to express my feelings to others. Sometimes i wanted to talk to somebody some things, but i just cant phrase what i wanna say out. So with a group of friends, i may end up not talking at all, or just hear me saying very superficial things. Just crap, and not my thoughts. Perhaps i cant find the right person to talk to. Or perhaps im turning into some sort of a loner soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding a true friend is so hard. I went for many outings recently, but i dont even feel like blogging about the "seems-so-exciting" outings. From these outings, i can fully understand a sentence that i always like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“孤单，是一个人的狂欢。狂欢，是一群人的孤单。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gathered together because they felt lonely. They need a company. But after all these parties, are they satisfied in their heart? I guess the answer is no. At least, this is what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, i didnt really make very close &amp;nbsp;friends with the people from the jiong recordings. They are just like acquaintances, not friends. I can hang out with them the whole day, but they dont know anything about me and neither do i know anything about them. I don't want anymore acquaintances, i have more than enough of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u see 50+ friends on msn and 100+ friends on fb, and there's none that u can really chat to, u'll realise there's something really going wrong. There's no one i can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是空虚的，这是。。。悲哀的。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, though it seems like im surrounded with friends, but there's only a handful that i can talk to. And i really mean only a handful.. &amp;nbsp;And my close friends are all so busy with their own stuffs that i can hardly talk to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume that having fewer close friends is part of a process of growing up.&amp;nbsp;Guess i've to do everything myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr im watching movie alone. Let's hope i wont cry whole night tonight. Lynn, u are strong. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-905863381813020057?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/905863381813020057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=905863381813020057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/905863381813020057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/905863381813020057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_27.html' title='难过'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-9084454490099046352</id><published>2011-06-21T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:49:10.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你太猖狂</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EMBg0leN5vs?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;“我以為工作能夠療傷&lt;br /&gt;甚至恨不得病倒再算&lt;br /&gt;沒力氣遐想 誰知癱瘓在床上&lt;br /&gt;越發渴望你就在身旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思念太猖狂 一個冷不防&lt;br /&gt;一想起你 忙碌的生活變得空蕩蕩&lt;br /&gt;對心事說謊 把你想到多麼的不堪&lt;br /&gt;偉大的你還想我怎樣”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I think my brain is a little hay-wired recently. At night i'll feel a strong gush of sadness in me, and it'll trigger my tear gland for a huge downpour. Then, i'll cry like mad for some reasons that normally wont make me cry already. When i woke up the next day, i felt perfectly fine and puzzled that i cried the previous night. lol. Weird right? I find it weird myself too. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;请问伟大的你还想我怎样？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Anyway... im quitting netball ivp alrdy. Been thinking about it for quite some time and i think its a gd choice made for me to leave the team. What i can say is.. u really need overflowing amount of passion for the sports if u dread to be in the team. I guess i had enough of the team alrdy. Need to try out something new in life. Time for me to venture in other areas~ =) but what it is exactly, i havent really make up my mind. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Hmm~ going to sleep alrdy. *sleepy eyes* @@ Nitex world~ hopefully i wont cry tonight. lol.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-9084454490099046352?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9084454490099046352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=9084454490099046352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/9084454490099046352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/9084454490099046352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/hq-mv.html' title='你太猖狂'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EMBg0leN5vs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-753143927945593782</id><published>2011-06-20T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:11:22.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>囧</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Im back to update my blog! haha. This week had been a pretty hectic week for me as most of my time is taken for the 《你在囧什么？2》 recordings. Had to finish all my 8 recordings in 4 days, from Tues to Friday. X_X&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I cant elaborate more on the content about what we discussed, cos im not supposed to reveal the topics we discussed about. So if u wanna know what we talk about, catch the show on Channel U from 9 September onwards, every Wed at 9pm. There's 13 episodes in total, and i'll appear in 8 episodes, so most prob will get to see me very often. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;During the recordings, for some days, i'd 3 recordings in a day. And all i can say.. i felt like my soul is not with me by the 3rd recording. I was practically stoning there and have no idea what i was talking about. lol. And i think i look fat on screen. =.= &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And most of the days i have to wake up at ard 5.30am cos i have to reach mediacorp by 8am. Its really freakinggggggggggggggg tired. @@ i have a number of my "first time"s that i shall list down now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1) first time wake up at 5.30am for 3 consecutive days since JC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2) first time took taxi for 4 consecutive days (cos i have to take taxi fr bishan to mediacorp and usually i dont take taxi to travel around)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3) first time wear thick make up for 4 consecutive days ( i can feel that my skin is suffocating from being buried in the thick foundation. =.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4) first time use more than 5 pieces of oil control paper each day (cos i had to blot away the excess oil on my face constantly so i wont look too 'shiny' on the screen. lol.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The whole recording was really a very unique experience for me. Though its very tiring, its very worthwhile since i get to know so many friends and get to know so many artists. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4usee0Yuu6c/Tf4jyqSgoYI/AAAAAAAAABA/lN9Y9xpcgR8/s1600/251616_1940689168757_1588281756_1875354_82445_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4usee0Yuu6c/Tf4jyqSgoYI/AAAAAAAAABA/lN9Y9xpcgR8/s320/251616_1940689168757_1588281756_1875354_82445_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our logo! Since we are the students from the second season, we're the 囧二班！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M697yyqOxDc/Tf4j_h5i2_I/AAAAAAAAABE/HbOAn2RA6a4/s1600/255610_107105626048334_100002466905963_65794_56427_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M697yyqOxDc/Tf4j_h5i2_I/AAAAAAAAABE/HbOAn2RA6a4/s320/255610_107105626048334_100002466905963_65794_56427_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her name's xiao si. She's really cool. Got the rocker attitude. I like. HAHA. I just post this pic here for someone's sake. HAHA. =p And 不要怀疑, im wearing cat's ears. LOL. I'll elaborate about its origin soon. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-97FfrrGW_Rc/Tf4kLl1G7qI/AAAAAAAAABI/KAXoIxd_XME/s1600/254999_2188222628051_1321642027_2635086_3661995_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-97FfrrGW_Rc/Tf4kLl1G7qI/AAAAAAAAABI/KAXoIxd_XME/s320/254999_2188222628051_1321642027_2635086_3661995_n.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, the cat's ears from him. He gave it to me. He's tano and that's his real name cos he's a half jap. He was asked by the producer to wear the ears. I found it very cute and asked him if i could borrow the ears and wear for awhile. Then he said he got extra pair.. and tadaa.. ended up both of us wearing it for the show. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQ7v7YCKy7g/Tf4kMURBuqI/AAAAAAAAABM/Evmqb9qi5FA/s1600/263731_107119039380326_100002466905963_65927_4518455_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQ7v7YCKy7g/Tf4kMURBuqI/AAAAAAAAABM/Evmqb9qi5FA/s320/263731_107119039380326_100002466905963_65927_4518455_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some of the students from the class~ They are all friendly with cool personalities. &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTNnjQ6A_T8/Tf4kSIzhTNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3_m1C2Y_CQ4/s1600/254827_107119252713638_100002466905963_65930_7051825_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTNnjQ6A_T8/Tf4kSIzhTNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3_m1C2Y_CQ4/s320/254827_107119252713638_100002466905963_65930_7051825_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So many ppl inside, but that's only part of the class. lol. We have 90ppl in total. This is just the people for 1 episode only. lol. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbXhfEMSaE4/Tf4ke1OjWRI/AAAAAAAAABU/vWjFPKrW8lM/s1600/261483_10150219434701037_517896036_7055279_1993487_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbXhfEMSaE4/Tf4ke1OjWRI/AAAAAAAAABU/vWjFPKrW8lM/s320/261483_10150219434701037_517896036_7055279_1993487_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her name's 大小姐. I think she's the prettiest in the whole batch. She's involved in other&amp;nbsp;filming&amp;nbsp;and shows. Fun and bubbly girl~ =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBHrX8R8OxA/Tf4mP6axEPI/AAAAAAAAABY/M2RoMk2EPV4/s1600/100_4142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBHrX8R8OxA/Tf4mP6axEPI/AAAAAAAAABY/M2RoMk2EPV4/s320/100_4142.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The girl's name is also Lynn! And she's like... 180cm??? Even taller than me. haha. I wore the hat here so it seems like i looked taller. But she's like SO TALL CAN? &amp;nbsp;Tano here just to show that he's tall too. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--lChG8hRKEg/Tf4mZVpyb8I/AAAAAAAAABc/ukNauAvBIRM/s1600/100_4141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--lChG8hRKEg/Tf4mZVpyb8I/AAAAAAAAABc/ukNauAvBIRM/s320/100_4141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And Peifen's so cute! I was walking around and taking candid shots during the break and she smiled at the camera. She's really pretty and Kawaiii~ XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdEXQJBRlhc/Tf4nUhKnQRI/AAAAAAAAABg/J8j3u3eO6y8/s1600/100_4177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdEXQJBRlhc/Tf4nUhKnQRI/AAAAAAAAABg/J8j3u3eO6y8/s320/100_4177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the last episode, the crew brought us the cake to celebrate. The producer told us not to eat it cos she's not sure whether its edible or not since i think it was left there for quite some time alrdy. lol. But its still pretty in the picture. haha. Served it's purpose. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IeU4rlYfaC0/Tf4nhehK_kI/AAAAAAAAABk/O02s8wxPi1o/s1600/100_4169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IeU4rlYfaC0/Tf4nhehK_kI/AAAAAAAAABk/O02s8wxPi1o/s320/100_4169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These were the cup cakes that each of us got. Its so cute that i cant bear to eat it. XD Anyways.. not very tasty also... =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4U6j1H8Se0o/Tf4oBIe5zDI/AAAAAAAAABo/u-v2dqmNcb8/s1600/100_4172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4U6j1H8Se0o/Tf4oBIe5zDI/AAAAAAAAABo/u-v2dqmNcb8/s320/100_4172.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me with the Jiong fan and cupcakes~ Aww~ Im so gonna miss the recordings~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WuDAHERyhyc/Tf4o0gpiykI/AAAAAAAAABs/_gVbjWTuk_A/s1600/100_4182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WuDAHERyhyc/Tf4o0gpiykI/AAAAAAAAABs/_gVbjWTuk_A/s320/100_4182.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and Lee Teng had a 自拍 photo tgt!!!! XD Woohoo! I think he's kinda shuai in real person~ He's taller than me and I like his eyes~ haha. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytMgMADhpVg/Tf4o8ePlktI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q5a6HrKVX0I/s1600/100_4094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytMgMADhpVg/Tf4o8ePlktI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q5a6HrKVX0I/s320/100_4094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With Peifen! I'm so hug standing beside her... haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways~ below are some of my 造型 for 4 of the episodes.. some of them were not inside cos some i dont have any time for cam whoring session. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHHbiq6JEWc/Tf4pZssWIkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GDmYMwIC9c0/s1600/15062011720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHHbiq6JEWc/Tf4pZssWIkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GDmYMwIC9c0/s320/15062011720.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcPvFlBVt6o/Tf4pWOclSPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WWiUT6FOkNo/s1600/14062011717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcPvFlBVt6o/Tf4pWOclSPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WWiUT6FOkNo/s320/14062011717.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vU66EHY7wsE/Tf4p_68stgI/AAAAAAAAACA/4VMDlY1tAF4/s1600/100_4150+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vU66EHY7wsE/Tf4p_68stgI/AAAAAAAAACA/4VMDlY1tAF4/s320/100_4150+-+Copy.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ioYYLrcV53Y/Tf4prX4LplI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FTJRGJN9sqw/s1600/16062011733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ioYYLrcV53Y/Tf4prX4LplI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FTJRGJN9sqw/s1600/16062011733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love the orange checkered shirt~ and i think i looked weird on screen with the specs, so i wore it for 2 episodes only. The kitty ears i wore it for 2 episodes, and the one with hat is for the last episode. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel that im really getting old alrdy. The students there are mostly 15-18 yrs old. Cant really catch up with their topics alrdy. =.= Im getting OLDDDDDDD~ D: omg... lol. Hang out with the 'elderly' who are 20yrs old and above. lol. Or else i feel like i am hearing alien from the youngsters nowadays. lol. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh ya~ after the last recording, i went home and i started to cam whoring with my new specs and kitty ears. HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_rnKepD6Lg/Tf4rHOm-hMI/AAAAAAAAACU/RqWZGwOJsv8/s1600/18062011736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_rnKepD6Lg/Tf4rHOm-hMI/AAAAAAAAACU/RqWZGwOJsv8/s1600/18062011736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Very tired and can barely open my eyes. haha. @@ &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3n8k_oVqN7M/Tf4rHa4jnzI/AAAAAAAAACY/AAkkObnmQpM/s1600/18062011737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3n8k_oVqN7M/Tf4rHa4jnzI/AAAAAAAAACY/AAkkObnmQpM/s1600/18062011737.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Act cute pic with meow meow style~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EcHW8MPCOyQ/Tf4rHhl9BNI/AAAAAAAAACc/SoHl9wV_jL0/s1600/18062011739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EcHW8MPCOyQ/Tf4rHhl9BNI/AAAAAAAAACc/SoHl9wV_jL0/s1600/18062011739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;U bully me! Humph! ='( Ok... act cute. HAHA. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then, the nxt day on sat, went out with The Clique~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jX1VENYYhb0/Tf4rdCXLShI/AAAAAAAAACk/yqnrdMMRiNA/s1600/18062011744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jX1VENYYhb0/Tf4rdCXLShI/AAAAAAAAACk/yqnrdMMRiNA/s1600/18062011744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVxk37Jil2Y/Tf4rdUkD6nI/AAAAAAAAACo/MlT-jKQN8So/s1600/18062011748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVxk37Jil2Y/Tf4rdUkD6nI/AAAAAAAAACo/MlT-jKQN8So/s1600/18062011748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And as always, took some 自恋 pics while waiting for bus. So that's me with specs and w/o makeup~ decided nt to make up to spare my skin from further foundation + eyeliner + eye shadow + mascara attack. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd booked reservations at the restaurant called Pepperoni (somewhere near NJC). The pizzas are really quite worth it. The family size (enough for 3 pax) is $50 and kinda tasty. The 5 of us ordered 2 family size and we were damn full after finishing them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JKoZGAA62Qc/Tf4jbRFx8zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dKGCcY7Vats/s1600/100_4187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JKoZGAA62Qc/Tf4jbRFx8zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dKGCcY7Vats/s320/100_4187.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Clique with the huge huge pizza. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSlSrlNPr2g/Tf4i7JG6QDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aiDAEqPjM0Q/s1600/100_4188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSlSrlNPr2g/Tf4i7JG6QDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aiDAEqPjM0Q/s320/100_4188.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and tady introducing the pizza! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we took bus back to CWP and decided to watch Green Lantern. We were unable to get 5 seats tgt and Tady decided to go home instead and left the 4 of us to watch the movie. I nearly fell asleep during the movie cos this is my 1st time watching late night movie. lol. The movie was not as bad as i thought, but the plot was kinda predictable. lol. I'll give it 2.5/5. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming week gonna be busy with tuition again~ for the $$$$, i shall... ENDURE. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-753143927945593782?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/753143927945593782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=753143927945593782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/753143927945593782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/753143927945593782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_20.html' title='囧'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4usee0Yuu6c/Tf4jyqSgoYI/AAAAAAAAABA/lN9Y9xpcgR8/s72-c/251616_1940689168757_1588281756_1875354_82445_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-6065352940179805188</id><published>2011-06-13T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T01:30:02.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Sat, went to Harvard's hse to play mahjiong instead of going for rspid session. I felt so bad. Oops. =s Have to make sure i go for the coming session this sat.. hehe. =p&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways~ played mahjiong with him, kelvin and harvard's friend. Ended up winning $10. Haha. Not bad for me cos i've never won so much for mj in my life. My luck for money sucks u see. LOL. Then i used that $ for my dinner at KFC. lol. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And i collected my 'pet' from Harvard. haha. Bought it in sch and i remember i was carrying too many things that day i bought it that i left it at his hall. It's kinda a hassle to bring it home since its kept in glass-bottle-full of water. lol. Left it at his hall for so long (perhaps more than a sem?) that i almost forgotten i bought it until he reminded me that its still alive at his hall and he actually brought it home cos he has to moved out of hall alrdy. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIWZjHelFs4/TfTpzpsGAlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YTZ9xp96RJs/s1600/11062011708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIWZjHelFs4/TfTpzpsGAlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YTZ9xp96RJs/s320/11062011708.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is my pet! Moss ball~ HAHA. Its really damn cute. haha. I was very fascinated by it when i saw it for the first time. Its ard 7cm in diameter now and it'll continue to grow as long as i take care of it. hehe~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NPfP_G_lik/TfTqFeNQ9-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/FssmWXCxnhY/s1600/11062011709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NPfP_G_lik/TfTqFeNQ9-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/FssmWXCxnhY/s320/11062011709.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A close up of my pet. HAHA. So this furry green thing is actually a colony of plant that grew in size as long as u change the water every once per month (and only can change half of the water! cos some of the particles still has to remain in the water to serve as nutrients for the plant) and provide ARTIFICIAL sunlight. The moss ball will die under direct sunlight . And i have to shake it occasionally so that the moss ball will be in spherical shape (can see the moss ball getting a little out-of-shape cos harvard has neglected it for quite some time. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, its like the easiest pet to keep. Even easier than potted plants since u dont have to water it everyday. It takes ard.. 2 decades for it to grow into this size? lol. Since i bought it quite long ago when its not so popular, with the same price now, outside u can only buy one at 1/5 of my moss ball size only. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Its pretty... motionless. But still cute isnt it? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sun, went to Vista Point to make my specs. Its Levis turtle shell coloured big frame specs. hehe~ Looks really cool and for a very good price cos i know the boss in the specs shop. haha. So if u wanna buy cheap specs, look for me and i'll bring u there! They offer like the cheapest price in whole singapore. lol. The Levis specs with crizal lenses (Lenses that can eliminate fingerprints, dust particles and reflections) costed only $220. HOW CAN U EVEN FIND THAT IN OTHER PLACES??? lol. So look forward to collect it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went to CWP to shop alone. SHOP ALONE. When i shop alone, it means there'll be a big hole in my pocket. T_T&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: purple; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtudI-_FNMc/TfTp_7glRqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qdyaFE8TW0s/s1600/12062011712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtudI-_FNMc/TfTp_7glRqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qdyaFE8TW0s/s320/12062011712.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is my shopping haul. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2 round-neck t-shirts at Dorothy Perkins ($22)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1 Checked shirt ($30) and 1 beige shorts ($10) and nail polish ($2) at Cotton On&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2 pens ($4) and 1 coin pouch ($6) at Comics connection&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4 gui ling gao for dessert after dnr ($4) at NTUC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PS: Cotton having 50% sales, so the things that are very very very cheap. lol. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I ended up spending $78 at CWP??? omg... i really know how to spend.. D: lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nTk_FcNIOxE/TfTqDgqhBoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nK7Pbm2JfHU/s1600/12062011710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nTk_FcNIOxE/TfTqDgqhBoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nK7Pbm2JfHU/s320/12062011710.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pens that i bought! Its too cute for me not to buy them. HAHA. Actually i bought the coin pouch and the pen for my student's birthday gift. But i cant resist the cute-ness radiating from the pen that i bought one (the one on the left) for myself too. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya! There's a reason that i shopped. Its because i'll have 8 recordings instead of 2! LOL. I was notified at a later date that i have more recordings to go. So more recordings = need to find more nice clothes to wear! And i have very limited number of nice clothes. =.= And that explains for my shopping spree. lol. But i guess i still dont have sufficient clothes to last me for the 8 recordings... =.= HOW? HOW? HOW? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfpVaNg28XU/TfTp7pTDOqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Otu0q0MiQlk/s1600/12062011714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfpVaNg28XU/TfTp7pTDOqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Otu0q0MiQlk/s320/12062011714.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let me end this post abruptly with the yolk-less salted egg that my mum cooked for dnr. Just placed a normal salted egg on the left for comparison. HAHA. Oh well~ i'll update again soon! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-6065352940179805188?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6065352940179805188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=6065352940179805188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6065352940179805188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6065352940179805188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend~'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIWZjHelFs4/TfTpzpsGAlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YTZ9xp96RJs/s72-c/11062011708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7571570270049545582</id><published>2011-06-09T15:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T15:45:04.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>可惜不是你</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YsS3ZHO3KTw?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I personally feel that this version is much better than the Fish Leong version. This guy (曹軒賓) in the video is actually the composer for this song. I think he got this charm that attracts people to listen to his voice. Nice~ i'll rather listen to this version on repeat than to listen to the original one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"可惜不是你陪我到最后 曾一起走却走失那路口 感谢那是你牵过我的手 还能感受那温柔 感谢那是你牵过我的手 还能温暖我胸口"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Self-explanatory. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Oh ya~ i got to know my results alrdy. I did better than last sem and got an A for my Mastering Communication. My 2nd A in NTU. haha. I know how to communicate! MUAHAHA. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre class="reply-text mb10" id="best-answer-content" style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;I've to admit that i didnt study as hard this sem compared to last sem, but somehow i got better results. Maybe i shouldn't study that hard. LOL. Ok, im just giving myself some excuse to laze around. lol. I'll study harder for next sem! Mug like no tommorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I said that for every sem.. but.. oh well. haha. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;And i think i've been drinking too much these 2 weeks. =.= Not to the state that im drunk, but to the state that my body couldnt take it. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;On last mon, i drank 5 glasses of vodka and 1 flamming shot (its kinda sweet.. quite nice. =p) called.. b52? But that time i felt ok.. just a little high. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Then for Hong's bday, i drank 1.5 mug of vodka. But that was ok too.. since its so little, i dont feel the kick at all. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;And then for sun, i drank margarita frozen. Basically, a cocktail with tequila and strawberry syrup, and blended like slurpy. A very exp slurpy. lol. That was abit too much for me. Not because the of the alcohol, but the whole lump of ice was really giving me a brain freeze. lol. I dont really like tequila. lol. And the drink gave me a little itch after drinking. =.= Bearable though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;THEN, for ytd, i went to timbre at substation with aggro and avenge. Drank 1.5 pint worth of Erdinger (FYI: i dont drink beer. In fact i hate beer. lol. But i drank it cos i find draft beer's really nice. haha). I wasnt drunk and wasnt high. But, when i reached home, my whole body was itching. At night when i was sleeping, the itch was so unbearable i cant sleep. =.= Was scratching myself whole night. zzzz  Today the rashes is also as itchy. DAMN. I shan't drink the beer again. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I think i really drank too much recently. Im getting sick of alcohol. Shall refrain from drinking for a least a month. I think my body cant clear the alcohol from my body alrdy. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Oh ya, on a side note, Timbre substation is kinda cool place to chill. The place is much bigger than The Art House and  the band's great too! They also have these screens that people can send sms to, and their msges will be shown on the screen. So people can dedicate songs, confess and stuffs. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;There's a joker in my group who sent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"Hey Lynn I love you. --XXX" (censored name to prevent unnecessary 绯闻. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;And subsequently, there's 2 different guys sending:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"I love u more lynn. --xxx" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I dont even know who the 2 guys were. WTH. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Then the most ridiculous one came.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"Lynn, pls accept my marriage proposal. Will u marry me? --XXX"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Luckily the singer didnt call us on stage, or else i dont know where i can hide. =.= So lynn became the most popular person in Timbre for the night. How i wish it'll come true in real life. damn it. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Hmm~ my recording's on tues 8am and 1pm at mediacorp. 8am. OMG. I wonder i can climb out of bed anot. It better turns out to be fun. haha. That's all for now~ Tata~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7571570270049545582?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7571570270049545582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7571570270049545582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7571570270049545582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7571570270049545582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='可惜不是你'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YsS3ZHO3KTw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5724179653299057073</id><published>2011-06-06T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T01:50:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish i know what to say..</title><content type='html'>Went for Hong's 21st at Aloha Changi on Fri~ Me, Kat and Hui Long reached there early despite the 4 969 buses that i missed and the 40mins that i waited. I&amp;nbsp;shan't say due to who huh.. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we reached there, we sort of helped Hong by drawing the "Happy Birthday" wording and cutting the words out. There's nothing much to help so after everything's done and since the rest of Hong's friends were late, the 3 of us were still the only friends there at the chalet after all the decorations done. lol. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much time that me and kat actually finished our make up and polished our nails before the friends came. LOL. And i had time for some cam whore session. haha~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4tV3fdW23c/Teu4vF-ioUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/huPk89YcrNI/s1600/100_3874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4tV3fdW23c/Teu4vF-ioUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/huPk89YcrNI/s320/100_3874.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A photo for comparison with the next photo of me wearing kat's specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSe4BYBjKz0/Teu47sYC_cI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fMHNJ9jEQYg/s1600/100_3876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSe4BYBjKz0/Teu47sYC_cI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fMHNJ9jEQYg/s320/100_3876.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah~ so this is me with kat's bling bling specs. lol. How do i look? I feel like buying similar specs for normal wear. With black frame of course~ should i go and get one? I think i look fine right? haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways~ after all the photo-taking, Hong's friends started to arrive... actually the birthday celebration felt like a mini class gathering cos most of his friends are actually my sec sch classmates. LOL. Kinda cool to catch up with them. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Yang and HR were late for the celebration~ =3= so our double-clique took a photo together after the cake cutting~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SG6tMsOgqJg/Teu3dcry31I/AAAAAAAAAAY/i17qGbMGZlc/s1600/100_3958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SG6tMsOgqJg/Teu3dcry31I/AAAAAAAAAAY/i17qGbMGZlc/s320/100_3958.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Double-clique! &amp;lt;3 All of us (except hr.. joined us when we were sec 3) were classmates since sec 1. So we all knew each other for the 8th yr already??? Time really flies~ i really treasure them.. =) I love u guys! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Hong's friends left, we double clique stayed at the chalet and played some drinking card game~ we cant even finish half a bottle of the absolute vodka and we stopped playing the game alrdy. LOL. Recently i've been less addicted to alcohol. Dont really have the craving for it.. or else i'll insist to continue the game untill we finish whatever alcohol that's present in the chalet. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the game, some laid on the bed (i was sitting on the floor) and we (that doesnt include hui long and hr, who were most prob in their lalaland finding their inner peace. lol) had some random chats together, when yang get annoyed with my “世界上没有好男人” &amp;nbsp;chanting, and when yang and kat had their "hi 5" for some 'enlightenment' that i announced to them. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, after few hours of chatting, most of them went to another room with stronger air-con to sleep, while i was wondering around the chalet as i don't have any 'feel' to sleep. lol. So, i ended up not sleeping at all and i went home with hr ard 7am so i can catch some sleep at home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like only 1/4 awake for the journey back and when i reached home, i cant even bother to unpack my stuffs and just jumped for my bed and fell asleep within 0.0001s. LOL. Nevertheless, i still enjoyed the sleepless night with the Clique. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why can't u just have a clean emotional break from him?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I paused for a long moment and i cant find an answer for that question. This question penetrated through my heart and i can feel the strong sense of frustration through the voice though i cant see the expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry i have to share it with u. I just wish that i can tell u so u'll know how i feel at the moment. Hope im not annoying u. I've struggled for a while to tell u all these, maybe im thinking to much, but i feel that telling u all these may hurt u somehow. Hmm.. just wanna say again.. Sorry and Thank u for listening to me.. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dont know the reason. I really need some time to heal. I'll try my best to forget. Im making a lot of effort to let go. Though the progress is baby step at each try, i believe one day i'll be truly fine. I can do it. =)&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/7324528377112606751-5724179653299057073?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5724179653299057073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5724179653299057073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5724179653299057073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5724179653299057073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wish-i-know-what-to-say.html' title='I wish i know what to say..'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4tV3fdW23c/Teu4vF-ioUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/huPk89YcrNI/s72-c/100_3874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-6681436309446439089</id><published>2011-06-02T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T01:53:15.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><content type='html'>OMG. I revived my blog. I thought it was dead cos some days back i was told to verify my email for my blogger account, and i've not used that email for any other purpose than blogging ID. And obviously, i've forgotten my password. So there's no way i can get the password to access that email for any verification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried emailing the hotmail admin, forum... blah.. any ways that i can revive my blog again, but to no avail. In the end i sort of gave up hope about using this blog again.. and suddenly, i open the blogger acct just now to try my luck and suddenly i can sign in! OMG. Must be Guan Yin Ma bo bi. Haha. So i quickly switched my the email acct holder to my recent email add. Dont want to lose my blog again. I love u my dear blog~ &amp;lt;3 I promise i'll cherish u more than before. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya~ On mon (ya, mon, damn weird to club on a mon. lol. No sch so not so bad.), Union Orientation Camp organised this clubbing event for canvassing at Phuture Zouk. So as an ex-agl, i went for the event. Quite a few of unexpected events occurred on me during the night. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, when i was waiting outside Zouk, one of the organizer approached me and asked me to join this fashion show thingy... something like a best dressed person for the night. This is the least expected thing that will happen to me. Fashion? I thought i dressed very average on that night. They say i fit the theme (some ragged look.. but i dont have anything ragged?!). Maybe they mistook my leggings as ragged leggings. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was damn malu cos i have to do some kind of cat walk. I felt like a robot (a rusty one some more) and i cant wait to get off the spot light. Not very nice to be in the lime light and seeing people watched u with judging eyes. =3= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isUq7IkP-5k/TeZw0PWzoBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/DWJ3qRGlPNQ/s1600/249956_229969853685580_159696164046283_1098587_3034938_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isUq7IkP-5k/TeZw0PWzoBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/DWJ3qRGlPNQ/s320/249956_229969853685580_159696164046283_1098587_3034938_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was the "cat walk". The people in the club got to vote for the winner. I think the guy on my right (with the flowery shirt) won. The guy in black on my left was damn weird. He's not fr UOC and just a NTU student that happened to turn up for the event. His name was.. Gary? i cant really remember. lol. More to come about him later on. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the boring activities that i wasn't paying attention to, the dance floor was finally opened for people. I had my glass of free drink and went to the dance floor. It was darn boring, cos the area was super sparse with no people really enthu about dancing and the lights was damn bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i went back to find my friend and had this&amp;nbsp;flaming&amp;nbsp;shot that i forgot the name. lol. Then i went back to the dance floor and tried dancing. The mood still wasnt right. LOL. So i went back to my friend and finished the 4 glasses of vodka that my friends left on the table. haha. And finally the DJ 甘愿 to dim the lights and the 'feel' was at last right. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends said that i was super high. I dont really know eh.. really? lol. But i was clear what was going on around me.. or else i wont be able to blog about it now. LOL. What i know very well is that.. i really had lots of fun on the dance floor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying earlier on, there was this weird guy. This was our convo at the dance floor while i was dancing with my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*guy 10m away from me&amp;nbsp;sashayed to my side*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: U looked bored from where i saw u. *half-drunk eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err.. ya.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Why look so bored? Have fun! *cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err.. ok...&lt;br /&gt;Guy: How come no guys dancing with u? *lifts one eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err.. I dont know. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Is it ur standard too high?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err.. No?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Shorter one can anot? (obviously referring to himself &amp;nbsp;=.=)&lt;br /&gt;Me: o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i endured and danced with him for 10s and i decided i cant take it anymore. So i spun and asked a guy (he's like 1.97m??? Even if i tip toed, he still had to bend down so that i can whisper to him. lol) beside me "can u dance with me for awhile? This guy *signal behind me with my eyes* is kinda pestering me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tadaa~ i ended up dancing with this tall giant for the next 1h? haha. My friend said that was quite a good pick up line. LOL. We were quite&amp;nbsp;prominent i guess.. since we were like the tallest guy and girl in the whole club. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnfcooleuQs/TeZxSdLcpuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/es_8vbKBSWs/s1600/100_3814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnfcooleuQs/TeZxSdLcpuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/es_8vbKBSWs/s320/100_3814.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With my group~ My face's so red~ haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this cool stylish botak guy who asked to take a photo with me. I think there's some charm in me on that night??? HAHAHA. How i wish this charm could remain when im in sch and not in club. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the drinking, now im having the rashes again~ D: damn~ but it wasnt as bad as last time. I guess as long as i dont mix different types of alcohol, i wont get rashes that's too bad. I cant quit alcohol~ oh man~ addicted. HAHA. But i only drink once in a while (just that the amount is gia-nomous? HAHA) so i guess its alright? =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i can say is~ i really enjoyed that night at the club~ my best clubbing experience (though i clubbed like less that 5 times? and most of them were school events? lol) so far. And its really good exercise cos my muscles are still aching even after 2 days already. LOL. If people want to lose weight in a fun way, clubbing is quite a good option to consider. Nice workout and get to dance all u like cos nobody really cares how well u dance since they were all drunk. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sort of loving my life recently. Dont take things so seriously is really a way out of tough life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to make my life easier and save myself from misery, i've deleted u from fb and msn. Seems like it doesnt bother u as much also. That's good. U want me out of ur life and i grant ur wish. Maybe u've been hoping i'll do this sooner. Relieved? I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;你在囧什么?2&amp;gt; recording is starting soon! I wonder how many episodes i'll get to appear~ hahaha. Gonna be so fun! wee~ XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-6681436309446439089?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6681436309446439089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=6681436309446439089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6681436309446439089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6681436309446439089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/revived.html' title='Revived'/><author><name>limyujing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03867815493590774981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdVrnneQqE/ThRMmSN3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/LH-w2mDf46w/s220/16062011723.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isUq7IkP-5k/TeZw0PWzoBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/DWJ3qRGlPNQ/s72-c/249956_229969853685580_159696164046283_1098587_3034938_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-4608470843144546130</id><published>2011-05-23T15:03:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T16:40:35.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hmm~ was reading xiaxue's blog some time back and her blog inspired me to blog abt makeovers. Some people may say that xiaxue's is bimbo.. fake.. bitchy.. etc. but in my opinion, i feel that she's kinda a cool person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's willing to be open about what she did to make herself to look better physically. She admitted she did 2 eye jobs (cutting her double eyelids and cutting end of her eyes to make her eyes look larger) and 2 nose jobs (there's 2 cos the first one made her nose crooked, so she did another one to correct it). She even shared a video about the details of her plastic surgery, not fearing ppl to call her a plastic. She also shared video about how she did her makeup and she also admitted she did some photoshop on her photos. Kinda brave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is how she look like before and after the surgery:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uqf1rwqD93Y/TdoJo4ITJ4I/AAAAAAAABNI/drVAgkbn85c/s1600/Picture6.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uqf1rwqD93Y/TdoJo4ITJ4I/AAAAAAAABNI/drVAgkbn85c/s400/Picture6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609806883709986690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big difference yea? A good plastic surgeon + the right makeup + hairstyle + dressing + a little photoshop can do wonders. In any case, if xiaxue sees this post (though highly unlikely), i wonder she'll go crazy after seeing me posting her old photo. HAHA.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's another pic of her with and without makeup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvsKjHW_VhQ/TdoJdKqHayI/AAAAAAAABNA/QbU-zDTxqv4/s1600/Picture5.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvsKjHW_VhQ/TdoJdKqHayI/AAAAAAAABNA/QbU-zDTxqv4/s400/Picture5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609806682525231906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its still a big difference. So can see that makeup really helps alot~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally feel that we shouldn't criticize people who did plastic surgery... cos it really takes huge load of courage to go through the whole process. The pain during the surgery, the months of swelling, the amount of money u have to invest and the negative comments other people may say about u (eg. fake, plastic.. blah blah). These people have the determination to endure through all these crap in order to look prettier. So, dont criticize them if dont have the courage urself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. I say like i did plastic surgery before. Fending for all plastics. lol. Im still natural. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beauty is always attainable, it only depends on the extent of how far u wanna go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u are scared of pain or u have no money for a surgery, makeup can do as well too~ and i believe the key points to a successful makeup is the focus on the eyes. U need a good eyeshadow, fake eyelashes and suitable contact lenses. Below are a few excellent examples: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6kfaMGWMHs/TdoJTQonYwI/AAAAAAAABM4/1scRl7KYNPI/s1600/Picture4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6kfaMGWMHs/TdoJTQonYwI/AAAAAAAABM4/1scRl7KYNPI/s400/Picture4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609806512330859266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one puts here focus on the the eyeshadow~ eyeshadow with the correct dark shading at the upper and lower ends of ur eyes can create an illusion that ur eyes are bigger. But always be cautious about the amount u put, excessive usage turns u into a panda instead. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8PgsC77tygY/TdoJL8IRTKI/AAAAAAAABMw/X-4RQmjPwOA/s1600/Picture3.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8PgsC77tygY/TdoJL8IRTKI/AAAAAAAABMw/X-4RQmjPwOA/s400/Picture3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609806386567400610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a very natural makeup~ but this doesnt means she didnt do anything to her face. The important point for her makeover is her contact lenses. Coloured lenses with wide eyes effect can make ur eyes bigger. Also, while drawing the eyeliner, u have to draw as close to ur lashes as possible and fill up any empty gaps to make its seems that u have thick lashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8HFQaJwcW0/TdoJCSnudZI/AAAAAAAABMo/kYenO0p5Di4/s1600/Picture2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8HFQaJwcW0/TdoJCSnudZI/AAAAAAAABMo/kYenO0p5Di4/s400/Picture2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609806220806223250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Err.. this one is a little.. horrifying. HAHA. I guess she's just trying to make herself as ugly as possible for the before photo to set the the contrast with the after photo. LOL. But u can see that she did some styling to her hair. So.. Styling ur hair is impt too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juw6BN09WMs/TdoI7MmbCyI/AAAAAAAABMg/S5t_y-Pmnvc/s1600/Picture1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juw6BN09WMs/TdoI7MmbCyI/AAAAAAAABMg/S5t_y-Pmnvc/s400/Picture1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609806098931059490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the most kua zhang one i ever seen. She spam alot of foundation to create a good complexion. She also use the double eyelid stickers for her double eyelids. This is the most critical part to create bigger eyes if u are single eyelids or ur double eyelids are not obvious (like mine. =3=). But the stickers are a nuisance to me as they are hard to handle and some practise is required to perfect the skill. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u say that u dont know how to makeup, u can go to youtube to search for makeup and hair styling tutorials. This is how i learn to makeup. A few good ones are Queenie and Michelle Phan~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u dont know how to dress, look at fashion magazines. Not to buy the freaking atas clothes that cost a few k, but to know what's the fashion trend and buy their lookalikes at shops like.. New Look.. Cotton On.. etc. Or u can go to bugis streets.. sometimes u'll be amazed of what u fish out fr the shops there. haha. Or u can go blog shops.. the clothes are super cheap sometimes. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as u can see, beauty is in our hands. It all just depends on whether u want to put in the effort to make urself look better. Makeup can be time-consuming at times, but.. no pain, no gain isnt it? lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this one fine day, i got too bored revising for my exams and ended up playing with my makeup. lol. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3aPAdE_uvs/TdoInFC2Z0I/AAAAAAAABMY/o2wU6NWTTeI/s1600/16052011576.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3aPAdE_uvs/TdoInFC2Z0I/AAAAAAAABMY/o2wU6NWTTeI/s400/16052011576.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609805753305425730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me with makeup. There's a reason why i took only half of my face.. cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w55rAGw6mAk/TdoHw5omETI/AAAAAAAABMQ/RpcVHw5L7Ro/s1600/16052011573.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w55rAGw6mAk/TdoHw5omETI/AAAAAAAABMQ/RpcVHw5L7Ro/s400/16052011573.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609804822529577266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other half is w/o makeup on. HAHA. I wanna see how much diff there is of me with and w/o makeup. Can see that the face with makeup is smaller than the other w/o makeup. HAHA.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRxqnJwD32g/TdoHGOIlD4I/AAAAAAAABL4/zJvISHTZ_Q4/s400/compare%2B1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 233px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609804089298063234" /&gt;Before and after makeup~ there's some diff i guess? haha. Eyes a little bigger and my panda eyes lighter. But there's a mistake that i made. I didnt put on my contact lenses. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNCR2pxWHqM/TdoHDZkZD2I/AAAAAAAABLw/rNwpslhqZsE/s400/compare%2B2.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 237px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609804040827899746" /&gt;Act cute photo. lol. The diff in the complexion is kinda obvious here. Im using Silky Girl's bb cream, and it gives some kind of glow to the face. So it adds some rosy colour to my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tiFgZKfWmJ0/TdoHX_7j_-I/AAAAAAAABMA/SMM8XOjE6So/s400/16052011594.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609804394723016674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;End with another cam whore shot. haha~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rmb, BEAUTY IS IN OUR HANDSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-4608470843144546130?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4608470843144546130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=4608470843144546130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4608470843144546130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4608470843144546130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/05/makeover.html' title='Makeover'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uqf1rwqD93Y/TdoJo4ITJ4I/AAAAAAAABNI/drVAgkbn85c/s72-c/Picture6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8438377552496218237</id><published>2011-05-14T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T00:23:34.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finished 3 papers so far.. 2 more to go~ The papers this sem are all MCQs. People may thought since they are just MCQs, they are just a piece of cake, but they are not very cute if they are all multiple answers qns and there's also negative marking. =.= Anyway.. i cant really be bothered. I got this feeling i've reached the saturation pt for studies. I really dont feel like studying anymore.. getting very tired. I need a break from the reports and exam madness.. but my break will only come in another 2yrs. HOPEFULLY. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i finished my paper on fri morning, i went to JP and started wondering around alone.Went to had my lunch at the food court then went to arcade to spam Jubeat~ HAHA. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im totally addicted to Jubeat~ spent like $12 on the game. HAHA. That is like... 18 tunes in total? lol. I wonder who made me addicted.. hmm. LOL. =p Trying to master the extreme stages so i can play my fav tune~ Neu!!! XD Here's the link to my fav tune: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-KNcx0WaNI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-KNcx0WaNI&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i depleted all the $ in my arcade card, i walked out of the arcade and saw another source to waste my money.. Prize stage. =.= Walked in and saw a machine with.. ELMOOOOOOOO~ O_O Its like a kind of curse on me.. like im possessed. LOL. i cant resist the temptation and insert coins after coins when i cant catch the elmo. Ended up spending $15.. and best part was.. the elmo is still inside the machine. =.= DAMN IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a disheartened mood, i bought a ring at $6 to console myself. lol. And i guess that was not enough to compensate for my spoiled mood, so i ended up buying another top for $40 and leggings for $20. My 失心疯 acting again. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up spending like $103 in a day???!!! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i cant go out alone, cos nobody's there to stop me at all. zzz Though i kinda enjoy the feeling to do everything alone. Its like a special kind of freedom, when there's no one to control me and i need not consider the feelings of others (not like when u go out with friends, u'll worry if your friends are interested in what u are doing or looking at). Just do whatever i want. Nice. But once in a while i guess.. if this prolonged for a long time, i may end up talking to strangers in the mall. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, i reached the objective to release some of the stress aura accumulating in my body. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was on my way back on train, i saw a ridiculously mesmerizing ang moh. hahaha. Although he's an ang moh, he has a tiny tinge of oriental look in him. Typical ang moh golden hair and fair skin, but i was captivated by his eyes. They are big and the double eyelid lines are so deep its like drawn by permanent marker. lol. He's kinda like.. an ang moh ver of Wang Lee Hom. Ok. Its hard to imagine, but nvm. HAHA. I swear i've nv seen a Caucasian that's so 帅 with my own eyes. haha. Cant help but keep peeping at him. XD Too bad i've to switch to the red line~ aww~ =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And in the red line.. saw someone. I bet he doesnt want to say hi to me cos obviously he saw me. One word to describe that moment: AWKWARD. lol. Anyway~ doesnt matter. Whatever he likes ba~ lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. Bon voyage~ =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8438377552496218237?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8438377552496218237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8438377552496218237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8438377552496218237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8438377552496218237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8646526857688773787</id><published>2011-05-05T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:51:22.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>傻傻的</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;傻傻的我，到底是怎么了？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还记得，从前还常常听到你发的牢骚，在你百忙中打来的电话，发的简讯，告诉我你生活中的点点滴滴。如今，我不再接到你的电话，也没有收到你的简讯。终于鼓起勇气跟你交谈，却只感到你那冷漠的，甚至有些敷衍的回应。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;以前，挂掉你的电话或是看到你简讯时，我有时还会摇摇头，心里想：“像个小孩一样。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是，我差点忘了，在每通电话，每则简讯后，我的脸上是带着笑容的。偶尔，这是一种负担。但，它是一种甜蜜的负担。心里原来不知不觉暖和了。=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;怎么现在才发现？应该是把一切当成理所当然吧。是一种。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;习惯吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;习惯你的存在。习惯属于你的关心。习惯属于你的气息。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的手机好安静呀。总是不自觉地检查手机，好像在期待什么。期待什么呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;傻傻的我，到底是怎么了？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有那么一点地想念你了。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWsYXId6lng/TcLG5rMhWPI/AAAAAAAABLo/sx8pplQhvms/s400/Picture1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603259580552403186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8646526857688773787?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8646526857688773787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8646526857688773787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8646526857688773787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8646526857688773787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='傻傻的'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWsYXId6lng/TcLG5rMhWPI/AAAAAAAABLo/sx8pplQhvms/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2393818281713411348</id><published>2011-05-04T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T02:00:46.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>Just read yang's blog entry and got kinda interested in the topic and wanted to voice some of my opinions about commitment in relationship.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that.. Commitment is not something that you force yourself to do. Responsibility is a subset of commitment, but commitment is never a subset of responsibility. Commitment is not only about answering for your actions towards that special someone, it's also about doing things willingly for a person, without questioning yourself whether what you did is worth it or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you truly love the person, you will be willing to do anything for him/her, sometimes even regardless whether its right or wrong. The level of commitment can sometimes surprise yourself. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking myself for an example, once im in love, i'll love the person with all my heart and is willing to do anything for him. Sort of like the 飞蛾扑火 type. There's so much that Im willing to sacrifice and do for that someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll believe (majority of the time) that what he says is right (of course, have to be socially acceptable in the first place), and whatever he did is so 帅. Its like.. what some people see as a minus point of him, i'll see it like some good point. lol. Something like..“他吐痰都那么帅～”kinda exaggerated.. but you know what i mean right? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be willing to change everything for him as long as its not unreasonable. Want my hair long? I'll keep it as long as u want it to be. Want me to msg you and report what im doing everyday? I'll msg you every single detail if you like it. Dont want me to wear skirt? You'll never see me in skirt. Want me to stop seeing all my guy friends? oops. sorry. cant do that. I'm willing to change everything about myself, but as long as its anything related to my friends or family, im afraid I cant do that.. even for the person that I love. Cos.. they are as equally impt as bf.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, I think all guys are gonna love this. Im willing to forgive whatever that he does outside. What i mean is.. he can 劈腿 as many times as he like, as long as he doesnt bring the girl and show her in front of me. Cos I think the intention is pretty obvious that if he really bring the girl to me, he wants to break up with me. So, he can just have as much as he likes outside, but must still love me. That's how much i can accept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People may say that its totally insane, or I'm just dumb. But how long can one be faithful to his/her partner? "你是我的唯一" is totally bullshit. After seeing the things around me, that sentence is just like a fairytale. So, being faithful to me, is an optional criteria of commitment. Having it is like a bonus, its rare you see. lol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. I think commitment is somehow a rather scary thing for me now. Cos.. the more you commit into something, the more you are gonna get hurt if the outcome is not what you expected. Its like doing business, you input your capital and if you do not receive the returns (or even suffer some loss) unlike what you expected, you feel defeated and fed up. You become paranoid.. illogical.. 患得患失。Fearing that you might lose your guy someday, fearing this and that. Sometimes people ended up 两手空空，遍体鳞伤。This is the situation that somehow i always get myself into. lol. So im scared. I dont want to get into this cycle again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I'll start wondering.. Is there something wrong with me that resulted in this? I seriously need the answer to that man. I dont think im an unreasonable person, and though I'm not pretty, i dont think i look that 让人讨厌 right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wrong timing? Perhaps. The wrong person? Maybe.  The wrong mindset? Probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that will take me a whole lifetime to figure out. lol.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2393818281713411348?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2393818281713411348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2393818281713411348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2393818281713411348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2393818281713411348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/05/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-4039129742203485002</id><published>2011-05-01T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:11:29.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;"What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard about this song quite some time back, but didnt really pay attention to it. Just now my friend gave me the link and ask me to listen to this song. So just now was like the 1st time i really listen and understand what he's singing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was kinda attracted to his voice, so i did some research about the background of this singer. He is Chris Medina, and he was a contestant in American Idol. His fiancée was severely injured and paralysed in a car accident just before they were going to marry. However, he still chose to marry her and is willing to take care of her for the rest of his life. And this song is inspired by his story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hearing this story im even more touched by voice. T_T Its like singing his heart out.. showing his undying love for his wife, regardless of what happened to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what he said about the song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;“It’s a song about making promises and fulfilling them, about telling someone you love that you’ll be there and having them be able to count on you because you said it. Because the words that you say really mean something. It’s a powerful song.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So true.. what are words if u dont mean anything? The words u say meant a lot to some people even without u realising it. The closer the person is to u, the greater the impact u have on them. So, dont make any promise to anyone if u know that u are going to break the promise someday. A broken promise can mean a broken heart or even broken hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once a victim of broken promises, so i can deeply understand how hurtful it is. Dont say some things when u only have a strong feeling towards it at that moment, say it and make sure what u've said can stay as it is for as long as u live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly feel very angsty now cause i recalled what someone said to me about.. 2 yrs back? Believing in empty promises really wasted my life. I guess this kind of situation is even worse on married couples, when one party promises "Im going to change myself just for u", "there's no one other than u that i love", "u are the only one that im going to love for rest of my life." and then ended up sleeping with another person and even have the guts to say "u are definitely not the one that i love". Chopping and mincing this kind of people up is not even enough to forgive them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. getting kinda too agitated already. *breathes* lol. Kinda making promises like some ugly beast trying to pounce on people. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i wanna say is.. promises are still beautiful... IF people can keep promises.. or else just forget about making them in the 1st place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw.. im so lazy to start my revision! Im so dead.. im so interested in everything except studying. Jialat. LYNN PLEASE START STUDYING WILL YOU??? lol.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-4039129742203485002?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4039129742203485002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=4039129742203485002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4039129742203485002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4039129742203485002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-are-words.html' title='What Are Words'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2486222482459861452</id><published>2011-04-30T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T15:20:18.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Lynn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;这一切不是梦，也不是遗憾。痛，总有一天会慢慢淡去，但是他的好一定不能忘记。相处虽然短暂，却是生命中美丽得像梦一样的回忆。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynn，从今天开始你必须学会独立了。不能再因为小小的挫折或不快乐而依赖他。就算是忘不了那温柔到有些残忍的双手，也要提醒自己是可以在没有他的日子里快乐的生活，打从内心地露出快乐的微笑。就像他所说的一样 "Remember to take care of urself and smile ok?"。你也希望他也可以在没有你的日子里过得幸福，坚强。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你的心是一栋房子，那你和他点点滴滴的回忆就像一个个从不同国家带回来的纪念品。这些纪念品固然让你爱不释手，但是假如把它们乱放在房子里的各各角落，屋子不但会显得凌乱，放久了纪念品还会长灰尘，对健康无益，谁也不想住进来。所以，你应该把它们好好地收拾起来，小心翼翼地放进纸箱里，再把它收藏在房子的一个角落。这样一来，偶尔你可以把它们拿出来欣赏欣赏一番，同时，干净和整齐的房子才可以再让对的人住进来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你一定要过得更快乐。我相信你可以的。记得，要保持微笑。=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2u3h9NCw13g/Tbu3_cM4zFI/AAAAAAAABLY/qkRnfD56CpA/s400/Picture1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601272862095232082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2486222482459861452?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2486222482459861452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2486222482459861452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2486222482459861452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2486222482459861452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-lynn.html' title='To Lynn'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2u3h9NCw13g/Tbu3_cM4zFI/AAAAAAAABLY/qkRnfD56CpA/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5607134109692685660</id><published>2011-04-27T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T02:24:24.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>I've been surfing the net aimlessly from 1am till now (almost 2am).. Wanted to write an entry, but i have totally no clue on what to say. But im determined to write something. 莫名的执著。lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a breakdown ytd night.. Been crying too much this yr. If i were to collect my tears, I guess the amount of tears collected so far from this year is far more than that collected in the last 5 years. lol. Dont understand why im so whiny this yr. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cried over injuries.. netball.. and for the obvious reason.. men (surprising.. studies is not included. i guess i gave up on that alrdy. lol). The emotion is not necessary sadness only.. it could be pain, anger, touched or 委屈. Such a cry baby. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though i like to cry so much.. i think i only cry infront of my closer friends.. so some ppl might have this wrong idea that im a very strong person. Also not bad la.. so ppl wont think im 好欺负 come and bully me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still rmb when i was in primary sch, i cried when i was watching ultraman. Not becos i was scared by the monster, but becos i felt very sad for the monster that was being killed by ultraman. I was thinking.. "the monster attack ppl cos it wants to live what.. y kill it? ultraman so cruel~ T_T"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then.. when i was in JC, i cried a sea over a newspaper article. Its about lonely old men and old ladies picking up card boards for a living. Was too angry about their children refusing to take care of them.. and at the same time felt my heart ache for these elderly. Their lonely 背影.. T^T The newspaper was wet after i finished reading it.. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days back, i cried when i was reading an email from my prof.. He sent all the students an email to sort of encourage us in our studies. What he sent was very simple, yet not those very superficial and formal email. His email is kinda long.. so i wont paste it here.. But what i wanna say is.. I can really feel that he was speaking from the bottom of his heart and he's truly caring for us.  He's so far the nicest prof that i've met. Touched~ T^T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ytd.. i cried again. What can i say? 分离永远是感伤的...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont dare to think about it now. I dont want to cry again. 回忆只要不碰就不危险。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5607134109692685660?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5607134109692685660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5607134109692685660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5607134109692685660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5607134109692685660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7426148786494241357</id><published>2011-04-24T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:20:46.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愚人的国度</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VNrqHXHQS0Q?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;　　"爱是愚人的国度 看我们演的好辛苦&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　是你所谓的领悟 我不懂 我不哭&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　看悲欢喜怒每一步 是疲惫还是依赖的束缚&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　来 你能不能再重复 让我懂 让我哭&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　再让时间停住 把自己 看清楚&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　不必再说假如 我 穿过一地荒芜 幸福 不能碰触&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　爱是愚人的国度 不能自拔 不懂退出&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　我们都回不去最初 曾美丽 但还是不满足&lt;div class="spctrl" style="height: 14px; line-height: 14px; font-size: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;　　爱是自愚 愚人演出 答案清楚 才能谢幕 剧情 是笑 是哭"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;无语，是哽咽在喉咙的话说不出口。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;无语，是让你我感觉到模糊的美丽。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;无语，是挣扎着想解开心中的疑惑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;无语，是不想感受你那无情的刺痛。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;无语，是因我而存在的愚人的国度。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;What i wrote above summarised how i felt recently. Speechless.. indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7426148786494241357?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7426148786494241357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7426148786494241357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7426148786494241357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7426148786494241357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_24.html' title='愚人的国度'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VNrqHXHQS0Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-6402365327617179018</id><published>2011-04-22T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:27:57.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess my friends must be thinking im crazy.. willing to cut my hand open and get all the stitching to remove a mole. lol. Been explaining the same thing over and over again for these 2 days. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want to remove the mole becos i cant stand its existence.. like a pretty picture u just developed and suddenly u realised there's a nose shit stucked on it... Highly irritating. lol. friends treat it like a button/ flea/ beetle.. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tried to remove it once but nt successful (cos it grew back). So this time round im very determined its gone forever. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But most imptly, i want to remove it cos i jux want to change my luck. HAHA. kinda down to luck these few yrs (now start to blame the mole for it. HAHA.) i know it sounds a little superstitious.. but if we look at the psychological aspect, it can signifies a new start~ haha. NEW START NEW LIFE! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anw~ about the procedure.. though its a small surgery.. and im awake.. i dont dare to look at my hand when the doc is operating on it. scare i'll faint.. again. HAHA. The whole process is kinda bored.. cos i was lying on the operating stage and the doc slicing my hand that is on anesthetic.. so its pretty painless.. even during the stitching part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The pain came ytd nite.. when the anesthetic starts to wear off. T_T i feel like my hand is paralysed. cos i dare nt move it too much to increase the pain. OUCH. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHs93jA4Xkw/TbGg5UnZVYI/AAAAAAAABLI/MJpIQCVt74A/s1600/22042011478.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHs93jA4Xkw/TbGg5UnZVYI/AAAAAAAABLI/MJpIQCVt74A/s400/22042011478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598432718445172098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cleaning my wound in the afternoon.. The bloody wound.. have to wash it with antiseptic and apply antibiotics myself.. so scary.. =s how i wish someone can do it for me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6k154a11gU/TbGgzfs-K2I/AAAAAAAABLA/_z-u3Sl9fok/s1600/22042011479.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6k154a11gU/TbGgzfs-K2I/AAAAAAAABLA/_z-u3Sl9fok/s400/22042011479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598432618342132578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The antibiotic cream, cotton ball, and bloody bandage.. HAHA. gonna continue with the cleaning for 2 wks.. untill the stitch can be removed. =3= &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw~ my bro jux came back fr tianjin last week. bought a few souvenirs back and he also bought a guitar. And im learning guitar fr him now! muahaha~ gonna master guitar ~ XD but.. since i cant strain my hand cos of the wound.. I CANT PLAY GUITAR FOR 2 WEEKS. Totally sad-ed. T_T *sobs* Hope i can heal soon~ beloved guitar~ wait for me~ &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gU9tJeN4crc/TbGgh7INSwI/AAAAAAAABK4/B_crg3DQFBA/s1600/17042011469.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gU9tJeN4crc/TbGgh7INSwI/AAAAAAAABK4/B_crg3DQFBA/s400/17042011469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598432316466481922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The panda girl. Pandas from my bro.. HAHA. 4 pandas in the pic if u look closely. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不管了~好玩就好~哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-6402365327617179018?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6402365327617179018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=6402365327617179018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6402365327617179018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6402365327617179018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/bye-bye.html' title='Bye Bye~'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHs93jA4Xkw/TbGg5UnZVYI/AAAAAAAABLI/MJpIQCVt74A/s72-c/22042011478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5413238047789935686</id><published>2011-04-14T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:03:05.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faints</title><content type='html'>Ytd i went for my appointment with my mum at National Skin Centre to remove my mole on my hand and test for skin allergies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doc wasn't able to perform the surgery (she says the doc is going to cut away the mole.. then stitched the wound and leave a scar that's twice the length of my mole. =s) and arranged the surgery nxt  thurs. The doc also suggest me to take blood test to verify my allergies to seafood, grass and alcohol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the 'exciting' part.. After the person drew a few tubes of blood which is pretty painless, me and mum went to the waiting area to pay for the consultation and blood testing. After i sat down, i told me mum "mama.. i feel abit dizzy eh.. *lean against the wall*"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my mum told me not to faint.. and when i reach the cashier and sat down.. my vision suddenly got narrower and narrower, with a growing black ring filling my whole vision. I broke into cold sweat and i knew i cannot take it anymore alrdy.. so i just rested my head on the cashier's table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though i cant really see very clearly what's happening ard me, apparently the cashier got a shock (who the hell in the world will faint from blood testing? lol) and passed me.. Green tea (i though should be milo?). lol. And i guess a nurse happened to pass by and hurried to get a packet of milo to me. She led me to a resting room nearby (which is less then 20m from where i was, but took me forever to walk there. lol) and let me rest on the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt alot better once i lied on the bed and my mum said i was damn pale. I was laughing at myself at how weak i was. Luckily i didnt faint on my way to the resting rm where all the patients were ard.. or else i'll just continue to remain in the unconscious even if i wake up alrdy. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the consequence of not eating my breakfast. lol. I thought i was strong enough that a few tubes of blood taken away wont affect me. Then.. i realised i was utterly wrong. lol. And i guess even if i eaten alrdy, if i were to donate blood, i think i'll still faint with the amount of blood drawn away. lol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People~ pls rmb to eat ur breakfast when u do blood sampling and doing some vigorous exercise (almost fainted last time during netball camp cos i never eat my breakfast before the training. lol). Dont end up in the malu situation like mine. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly i thought of a song by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 36px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;卢广仲：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 36px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“我決定每天都要吃早餐~”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5413238047789935686?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5413238047789935686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5413238047789935686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5413238047789935686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5413238047789935686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/faints.html' title='Faints'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5844006290491125911</id><published>2011-04-10T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:59:50.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping spree~</title><content type='html'>When out with my mum today to causeway point to buy my formal wear for the presentation on monday. Only wanted to buy blouse, skirt and black pumps.. but in the end.. this is what i bought.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXBEvbHLk8A/TaCHbLzGWyI/AAAAAAAABKw/GvxUE3_MDog/s1600/09042011447.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXBEvbHLk8A/TaCHbLzGWyI/AAAAAAAABKw/GvxUE3_MDog/s400/09042011447.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593619638287489826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The set of formal wear + sandals + shoes + socks + marbled bangle + charles and Keith wallet.. HAHAHA. 失心疯acting again.. LOL. Really like the skirt~ The 1st time i see myself wearing office wear.. I guess my friends will get a shock if they see me tomorrow. HAHA,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was keeping my shoes, i found out that i have shoes here and there in my hse. So i got curious and made a detailed calculation. So i ransacked all my shoe boxes.. and below is the amazing collection~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKgh3H3aj3w/TaCHTGxGVQI/AAAAAAAABKo/biflQjLdWMI/s1600/09042011449.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKgh3H3aj3w/TaCHTGxGVQI/AAAAAAAABKo/biflQjLdWMI/s400/09042011449.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593619499497968898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A total of 18 shoes with an assortment of pumps, slippers, boots, sandals, wedge~ HAHAHA. Im just a little crazy about buying shoes. Cant resist myself from buying nice shoes. haha. Seems like im someone that requires "high maintenance", but i must clarify.. IM NOT! lol. Cos the total i spent on shoes is roughly ard $500.. Which is pretty cheap for 18 pairs of footwear.. hehe. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant set myself to studyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. How? Im hopeless~ D:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5844006290491125911?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5844006290491125911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5844006290491125911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5844006290491125911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5844006290491125911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping spree~'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXBEvbHLk8A/TaCHbLzGWyI/AAAAAAAABKw/GvxUE3_MDog/s72-c/09042011447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-6059592389535334079</id><published>2011-04-10T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:18:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jD9dr2ZRm9A?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;The first part hasnt happen to me.. yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Perhaps soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;"I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;中毒太深~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-6059592389535334079?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6059592389535334079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=6059592389535334079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6059592389535334079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6059592389535334079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/adele-someone-like-you-lyrics.html' title='Someone Like You'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jD9dr2ZRm9A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1289440777745461948</id><published>2011-04-05T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:02:29.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1289440777745461948?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1289440777745461948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1289440777745461948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1289440777745461948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1289440777745461948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7357983942178670450</id><published>2011-04-04T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T01:17:51.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ShL3tKOLDGA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;詞曲：翁詩耀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I sat and cried&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize what I had done&lt;br /&gt;What I had tried&lt;br /&gt;Tears mixed with blood fell to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Blurring my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my wrist&lt;br /&gt;I lay and died&lt;br /&gt;I said my last word and wrote one song previous night&lt;br /&gt;Sang about my life&lt;br /&gt;Sang about my soul&lt;br /&gt;I sang and cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Die&lt;br /&gt;The drugs I had inside&lt;br /&gt;Had took me to a paradise&lt;br /&gt;With you all by my side&lt;br /&gt;Die&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to die&lt;br /&gt;When world had left me all behind&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing this song and die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Ok... I'm not going to die yet. So ppl pls dont get the wrong idea. I just like this song.. thats all. lol. His voice can calm my emotions.. so i went to look for his performance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Been working on this topic about suicide for my project. I'm regretting choosing it as the topic cos its pretty depressing how many ppl wanted to die. By the time i finished typing this post, i think there's more than 10 ppl who died from suicide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;U can try typing "suicide" on youtube and you get to see many sadist videos about people killing themselves in the most sadist way. If u dont have a strong heart for bloody graphics or u are not in a good mood, i dont recommend u to look at the videos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;But i think the most heart wrenching part is not about the video, its the people commenting on the videos. This is one of the comments that i saw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; "&gt;"should i stay? or should i﻿ leave? i had everything taken away from me. i've been depressed and thinking about killing myself for about 5 years now. i want to leave so bad but i'm afraid i will hurt someone even tho they never really was here for me in the first place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;She's a better one who actually consider about other ppl caring for her and i can still see some hope in her. Some totally given up on themselves, saying things like they are the biggest loner in the world and seems like they cant wait to leave the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;I felt like replying all comments, but i think it'll be meaningless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Y people want to give up on their lives so easily? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;There's always difficulties, there's always sadness, there's always anger, there's always unfortunate events happening. People die, but definitely shouldn't end meaninglessly like suicide. Issues can be resolved, even if you think you cant resolved it, it is still not enough to end ur life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Ending one's life by suicide is the most foolish way of running away from problems. Total coward act. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Friends, family, or even a stranger are actually caring for them, and i think they just fail to register that. They fail to understand how heart broken their loved ones will be if they leave the world.. they fail to think with a clear mind.. they fail to understand how wonderful it is to stay alive and get to see another day ahead of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;One thing ppl who committed suicide succeed. They succeed in hurting their loved ones deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Friends, this is what i wanna say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Life's always tough, but we must be grateful that we're still alive. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7357983942178670450?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7357983942178670450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7357983942178670450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7357983942178670450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7357983942178670450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/die.html' title='Die'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ShL3tKOLDGA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2125911195136873907</id><published>2011-04-04T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:29:03.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again again again..</title><content type='html'>Its an irritating feeling surfacing again. =.= kept reminded of certain things that i choose to avoid and ignore. tsk. When u choose to run away from certain things, it'll just keep chasing after u and bug u until u break down. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not immune to everything alright? Dont try to test how much i can endure. I wish it'll rain heavily now.. so i can stand under the rain and cool my head. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna run away.. from so many things. I need a break. I wish i can go somewhere that i can put all the worries/troubles aside. Somewhere that i can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i guess its impossible to be able to find the place or time to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually... i guess all i need now is just a hug. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always a little truth behind every 'joking', &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a little knowledge behind every 'i dont know', &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and emotion behind every 'i dont care'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2125911195136873907?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2125911195136873907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2125911195136873907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2125911195136873907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2125911195136873907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/again-again-again.html' title='Again again again..'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7070692330845814837</id><published>2011-04-02T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:08:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. I need to breathe. Saw something on fb again. A little of 打击 to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to be doing my report now, but i guess i'll just rattle for awhile before moving back to my work. I need some time to calm my state of mind now. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a really weird personality of mine. Sometimes i know certain things will hurt me if i see them but i still choose not to block/delete certain ppl. Its a "im-curious-though-i-will-bleed-to-death" kind of mentality. I wanna see how's the person is doing but at the same time i know very well that i'll get the prick at my heart if i see the updates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very contradicting. Very sadist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the same like ppl already told me there's a wall ahead and be careful not to bang on it, although i heard them, i still bang into the wall and check if it really hurts. lol. Or else, i guess i wont be convince though the fact is so obvious. Weird right? I think this pt of mine is really weird. Maybe im enjoying self-torture subconsciously. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been doing so much of self-evaluation recently... Sometimes i dont uds myself. lol. Do u uds me? If anybody does, pls tell me. Could be very useful to me.. Pull me out of this complicated maze of confusion in my head. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some time back, yuting and tk bought me a yellow elmo that i named Elting (ELmo+ yu TING = ELTING hahaha). And the reason for this sudden gift is because yt wants me to find a kind of 心灵慰藉 from Elting. hahaha. U know i know la huh.. haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead of ending up punching at plushies every time i wake up, i can look at Elting and smile. hehe~ =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u5qNV4MB_V0/TZczyDxXxeI/AAAAAAAABKg/h5zPoDcpVUc/s400/100_3562.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590994397502621154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SM, Elting and me! Elting is super cute~~~ ^^ we're also equally cute. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBeLYiTFxJI/TZczYemqo2I/AAAAAAAABKY/LCKgnI044RE/s400/100_3591.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590993958028878690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Elting with the pretty peach ice cream from Italy. Aww~ so sweet~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think im more optimistic recently. Hopefully its not a form of self-denial. Hopefully im not deceiving myself. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That day, one of my friends said something to me. My friend thought what he said might hurt me, but i felt ok at the moment. And im still feeling ok now. Even im amazed myself that i remained so.. "unharmed" from what he said. I believed i had a stronger heart now from the waves of 'tsunami' that i experienced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good. I'll be strong. I can do it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well.. I feel better now. 平常心，平常心. Better in time. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh. I uds. Friends with benefits...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7070692330845814837?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7070692330845814837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7070692330845814837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7070692330845814837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7070692330845814837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/breathes.html' title='Breathes'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u5qNV4MB_V0/TZczyDxXxeI/AAAAAAAABKg/h5zPoDcpVUc/s72-c/100_3562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-4934264546306958556</id><published>2011-04-01T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T23:55:20.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>她</title><content type='html'>她最讨厌的人就是在她面前自以为是，以为魅力无穷的人，对于这种人，下场只有遭到她的冷言讽刺。她讽刺人的技术是很高的，如果她不加以控制，一个男人会被她说的无地自容。她可能永远也不会知道自己想要的是什么，但是她一直都很清楚，她不想要的是什么。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她最擅长的是难为自己。她不想你难过，只好令自己难过。她总是固执地认为自己有超乎寻常的承受力，她将自己想得太坚强，而把别人想得太脆弱。她老是担心自己的行为会让别人受到伤害。她不知道，受伤的其实是自己。只是她不知道如何表现出来，她迷糊得像别人所认为的那样，将自己当成一个百毒不侵的人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;别以为她很洒脱，很多时候，她其实是放不下的——她比任何人都要敏感，都要细腻，但她不会让你知道，她明白，即使你知道了，也是无济于事。她的心是把握不住的风，她渴望像风一样单纯而自由。她不是不想平静，她只是找不到平静的理由，她一生都无法明确自己在人世要扮演的角色，她只有不停地寻求，寻求自己最终的目的。如果她找到了，她会毫不犹豫地停下来，从此放弃心灵的漂泊。很遗憾，她永远也不会满足，她的追求永不停止。她的心再累，也无法逼迫自己放弃梦想，梦想是她唯一的支撑点。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在她的心里，盛着的不是快乐的源泉，而是她不愿在人前滴下的泪水。你看到的她，笑起来像一个孩子，你有时会认为她天真得像是童话里走出来的天使。但是，你若有心，你会看到她沉静时脸上挥之不去的忧伤，还有她的眼底，竟那么凝重地积压着一种看破红尘的味道。她只有在午夜无人的时候，才会完全地释放自己。她不会在众目睽睽之下表露她的无助，她的彷徨，她的沧桑。她瓶子里的水，是永远流不尽的泪。你所看到的坚强，只是她在竭力掩饰的脆弱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她，就是镜子中的自己。&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/7324528377112606751-4934264546306958556?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4934264546306958556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=4934264546306958556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4934264546306958556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4934264546306958556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='她'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1786629214297467589</id><published>2011-03-27T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:32:22.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right here waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VMJs3xxIy04?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My idol.. last song that he sang for this competition.. T_T talent like him should get a chance to really shine.. hehe. Hope he can have his album soon~ =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"诱惑就像裹着糖衣的毒药。当糖衣溶了，想吐出来已经太迟了。。。"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess im too poisoned alrdy.. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;坚持和固执只在一线之间~ 我相信我属于前者。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it takes and how my heart breaks.. I'll be right here waiting for you.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1786629214297467589?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1786629214297467589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1786629214297467589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1786629214297467589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1786629214297467589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/20110312-right-here-waiting.html' title='Right here waiting'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VMJs3xxIy04/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-4827984594406068090</id><published>2011-03-23T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:37:28.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superpower.</title><content type='html'>I discover a superpower of mine recently. Occurred too many times and somehow it doesnt seems like a coincidence. lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow.. If a guy (must be single) goes out with me for a day, he'll get attached within 1 month. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best part? I'm not the girl who he got attached to. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "success rate" is approx. 75%. haha. So, any guys who wants to find your love soon, can go out with me... W/O the fear that i'll become your gf. HAHA. I think i should start a business out of this and charge the guy~ Money back guarantee. lol. Guess it'll be a gd source of income for me. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok~ i admit that this post is a result of sleep deprivation. haha. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-4827984594406068090?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4827984594406068090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=4827984594406068090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4827984594406068090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4827984594406068090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/superpower.html' title='Superpower.'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-3616275582065849265</id><published>2011-03-23T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:42:55.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Sometimes.. i feel that we should use fb only at night, when u are about to sleep... because what u see can be a major determinant for your mood. If you got agitated or stunned, at most you cant sleep or have some nightmares and when you wake up the next day your mood will be more or less ...stable. lol. However, if you see it at the start of your day, your whole day may have been well-ruined. lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A simple wall post.. a status update.. or a photo upload.. can have an immense impact on another person. At times, a strong heart is needed if you intend to scroll down the wall posts. You never know what you are about to see. lol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew~ i just survived a fb tsunami.. 10.0 magnitude. =.= luckily.. i'm sleeping soon. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And anw.. i cant really sleep recently also (so makes no diff whether i see any shocking post or not. lol). =( been sleeping very late recently because i cant really fall asleep w/o tossing on my bed for at least 30mins. =.= and i kept having all those dreams that were so close to reality. For example.. i dreamt that my test was today.. or maybe i was going for lab session. I'm about to get confused with dreams and reality soon.. =.= i had these dreams so frequently in one night that i felt that my brain did not rest at all.. felt so lethargic even i slept for very long.  =3=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess i'll resort to sleeping pills soon if my symptoms persist. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哎哟~何必把自己搞到那么辛苦呢？不适合就是不适合~幸福是不能勉强的~&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/7324528377112606751-3616275582065849265?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3616275582065849265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=3616275582065849265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3616275582065849265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3616275582065849265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-6039689963997093405</id><published>2011-03-20T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:32:19.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin!</title><content type='html'>Finally i got tired of the last blogskin.. a new change.. neat and new. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to add songs my blog.. but somehow the music player screwed up.. and i wasnt able to add any songs at all. =.= so i shall stick to this quiet new blog then. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to wake up from the dream.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-6039689963997093405?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6039689963997093405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=6039689963997093405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6039689963997093405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/6039689963997093405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin!'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8677486742572448358</id><published>2011-03-20T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T02:09:43.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've survived!</title><content type='html'>I've survived march 19 (so-called the day for end of the world). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. that makes me NOT a pathetic human. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything starts anew! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People say.. "Live today like there's no tomorrow".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too pessimistic. I don't like. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll say.. "Live today thinking that tomorrow's gonna be a better day!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW'S SO GONNA BE A BETTER DAY! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8677486742572448358?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8677486742572448358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8677486742572448358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8677486742572448358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8677486742572448358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-survived-march-19-so-called-day-for.html' title='I&apos;ve survived!'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8814506886862647243</id><published>2011-03-19T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T01:14:15.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im a pathetic human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8814506886862647243?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8814506886862647243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8814506886862647243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8814506886862647243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8814506886862647243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-pathetic-human.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1846908436555903727</id><published>2011-03-17T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:54:39.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne - Wish You Were Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bF_3C0deePI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1846908436555903727?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1846908436555903727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1846908436555903727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1846908436555903727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1846908436555903727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/avril-lavigne-wish-you-were-here.html' title='Avril Lavigne - Wish You Were Here'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bF_3C0deePI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5871276429159982627</id><published>2011-03-17T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:37:34.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"答案没有对或错，只有被接受或不被接受。"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不接受你的答案。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that.. For a r/s to work out, there must be communication, understanding and accommodation. If one of them is missing, there is bound to be some problems, both minor and major, that might occur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think humans are selfish in nature, thinking and taking actions for their own benefits. All these thoughts or actions may not be intentional. Sometimes i actually see ppl doing some things that i deemed to be selfish, but the person may not even realize it. They are being selfish subconsciously, trying to protect themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't deny I'm selfish at times too. Wanting ppl to love me more than i do to them. If the love i gave to the person is more than the person giving to me, I'll start to act like some hay-wired woman. Irrational and hysterical... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i don't realize it myself at times. I need someone to tell me. I'm always willing to learn and change for the person i love. I believe ppl tend to be irrational when they start to care too much about the other party...  因为爱所以患得患失.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, a little of reassurance from the other party will be an effective remedy to this problem. A simple hug or just a "i care about you too" will be enough. However, in reality, sometimes things as simple as these seemed like an impossible task to carry out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Character? Ego? Ignorance? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know. Only you know the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5871276429159982627?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5871276429159982627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5871276429159982627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5871276429159982627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5871276429159982627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-believe-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-1361165266728197643</id><published>2011-03-16T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:38:59.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;I've been trying to be myself for this one last try. Try to be myself becos of u. That's a signal to let go.. of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;From today onwards, that lynn is gone. Nv gonna find her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;Goodbye, Lynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-1361165266728197643?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1361165266728197643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=1361165266728197643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1361165266728197643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/1361165266728197643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-7048324470059600621</id><published>2011-03-15T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:54:20.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is just like science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;L (leucine), an amino acid residue, is consist of mainly H (hydrogen) atoms and 1 N (nitrogen) atom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H is an important component for L as H has no doubt made up the bulk of L. H is also involved in linking of L with other amino acid residues, through the formation of H bonds within the amino acid residues. Thus, it maintains a stable secondary and tertiary structure for the protein. However, H is always the side chain atoms for L and often a leaving atom that leaves L easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N, on the other hand, exists as an unique single atom in L. It is never a leaving atom for L, as L can never be an amino acid without the presence of N. However, N is positively charged and binds with other atom when there's a change in the condition of the environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So which is more important to L? H or N?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的心。。。因为你(们)生病了。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-7048324470059600621?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7048324470059600621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=7048324470059600621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7048324470059600621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/7048324470059600621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-is-just-like-science.html' title='Love is just like science'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-3257743106692461109</id><published>2011-03-12T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:21:41.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariah Carey - My All</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mIhI23gBBPQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-3257743106692461109?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3257743106692461109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=3257743106692461109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3257743106692461109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/3257743106692461109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/mariah-carey-my-all.html' title='Mariah Carey - My All'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mIhI23gBBPQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-8612746342606711999</id><published>2011-03-12T23:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:38:48.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This week is a very eventful week so i decided to blog on it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above MV just summed up my feelings for this wk.. so i wont elaborate on my emotions any further in this post.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On mon i skipped one lect and 2 tutorials cos i slept at 4plus in the morning... and i went for my lesson in the afternoon with a groggy head. @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after i crossed the zebra crossing in school, i tripped on the uneven ground and fell down like a block of wood. =.= there's no hands for me to break fall.. cos one of my hands was holding on to my laptop and the other holding on to my packed food. And 'boom!'~ I sat there stunned by my stupidity for a few secs.. with all my things scattered on the floor. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a guy standing beside me.. but he just looked at me coldly and ignored me. WTH. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i just 默默地 picked up all my stuffs and went for lesson with my knees bleeding.. T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0tuvW0qHCkE/TXuSgmjt7SI/AAAAAAAABJs/Rc9jbwT-FRM/s1600/07032011336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0tuvW0qHCkE/TXuSgmjt7SI/AAAAAAAABJs/Rc9jbwT-FRM/s400/07032011336.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583217251859688738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My injured knees.. *sobs* T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0TeAsih7UI/TXuR6HHQoHI/AAAAAAAABJk/YuPVC_7EDuE/s1600/07032011344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0TeAsih7UI/TXuR6HHQoHI/AAAAAAAABJk/YuPVC_7EDuE/s400/07032011344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583216590583799922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My face looked cui max.. lol. No wonder i'll fall down.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7NwU1HshITg/TXuRs_DwHsI/AAAAAAAABJc/k65GwUgb-0g/s1600/09032011348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7NwU1HshITg/TXuRs_DwHsI/AAAAAAAABJc/k65GwUgb-0g/s400/09032011348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583216365083303618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bandaged knees.. The bandage looked like some glucosamine/medicated patches that some old ppl with knee problems will put. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj-5o58iO1M/TXuRUh6-l2I/AAAAAAAABJM/bP1ZT56brbo/s1600/08032011345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj-5o58iO1M/TXuRUh6-l2I/AAAAAAAABJM/bP1ZT56brbo/s400/08032011345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583215944945014626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a few days.. my wound started to rot.. lol. pus flowing down~ =s now the wounds alrdy dried~ fine in no time! =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then tues~ had some fun.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wed.. i heard a shocking news from my friend. I dont know how true it is.. Hopefully she didnt cheat me. Or else, im gonna get piss.. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs.. nothing much happened.. But thats when my shopping mood came.. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school at 10.30am.. I went home and when i reach woodlands, i decided to go stroll around CWP. Then.. while i walked past Cotton on, i tried a number of clothes and ended up buying all of them.. zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On fri.. i strolled ard the school's bazaar and ended up.. buying a load of clothes again. Im getting totally uncontrolled. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what i bought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cotton On denim shorts ($34.90)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cotton tank top x2 ($20)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxi dress ($39.90)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FBT shorts ($12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T shirt ($12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total: $118.80 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O_O omg. Spent so much in 2 days. Gonna lock myself at home more so i wont go out and anyhow spend.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HA0Y15fOso/TXuRJ2to97I/AAAAAAAABJE/UNPznwIArTs/s1600/11032011352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HA0Y15fOso/TXuRJ2to97I/AAAAAAAABJE/UNPznwIArTs/s400/11032011352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583215761547655090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The result of my shopping spree.. Clothes and more clothes.. and big hole in my wallet. lol. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-me4NjTINq0g/TXuQ81gMzXI/AAAAAAAABI8/7xWhlvQADCE/s1600/11032011356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-me4NjTINq0g/TXuQ81gMzXI/AAAAAAAABI8/7xWhlvQADCE/s400/11032011356.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583215537884548466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took me some courage to take this photo. lol. Cos its been quite awhile that i took pic of myself without makeup. lol. I think i looked weird. shit. I cant live without makeup now.. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-8612746342606711999?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8612746342606711999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=8612746342606711999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8612746342606711999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/8612746342606711999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-week.html' title='This week...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0tuvW0qHCkE/TXuSgmjt7SI/AAAAAAAABJs/Rc9jbwT-FRM/s72-c/07032011336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-5389370328030945417</id><published>2011-02-21T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T22:43:00.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>='(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On sat night.. me, yu ting, teck kuan and simin went to Blooies at Rail Mall for a chill out session.. Had a nice bacon and mushroom burger and i ordered drinks before the end of Happy Hours (double meaning to it.. totally) at 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some time back I told one of my friends (who's a bartender) that i liked Long island Tea.. So she asked me to try Graveyard and she guaranteed me that its nice. And when i looked at the menu.. Its the most expensive drink on the list.. With its double guarantee, i ordered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It came.. and looked like graveyard.. Its in a total black and tasted like there's 20 of those ah pek cough sweets dissolved in the drink. I cant feel any alcohol content from it.. But.. After i slurped it down, i spent 90% of my time with my head on the table. =.=  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So Graveyard not only looked like graveyard.. It also tasted like graveyard, and almost sent me to graveyard... zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I just googled abt Graveyard's ingredients, and this is what i found:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; " &gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1/4 oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Triple Sec in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/t/triple-sec-922.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Triple Sec&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;1/4 oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Rum in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/r/rum-775.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Rum&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;1/4 oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Vodka in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/v/vodka-944.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Vodka&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;1/4 oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Gin in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/g/gin-486.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Gin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;1/4 oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Tequila in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/t/tequila-907.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Tequila&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;1/4 oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Bourbon Whiskey in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/b/bourbon-whiskey-224.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Bourbon Whiskey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;1/4 oz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Scotch in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/s/scotch-796.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Scotch&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:amount"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Beer in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/b/beer-188.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;Beer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span property="v:name"&gt;&lt;a title="Read about Stout in Bar None's Drink Dictionary" href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/s/stout-855.html" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bolder; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Stout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; " &gt;If i've seen this earlier, i wont have tried it.. Not because of the assortment of alcohol.. But it contained the freaking beer that i hated.. zzz Wasted my money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span rel="v:ingredient"&gt;&lt;span typeof="v:Ingredient"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So as i felt my money was being cheated, i went to order another cup of Long island Tea. The combination of these 2 drinks really got me wasted. I came out with an equation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Graveyard + Long Island = HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I could think with a clear mind, but my body wasnt coordinating well... and the phone calls and msges... I felt so overwhelmed at that moment, and i cant stop crying.. Like a serious mental breakdown. I felt im really lucky becos my friends just let me be and gave me space to cool down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After that they even accompanied me back home though my hse area is nowhere close to where they stay. Thx friends.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Actually.. Im allergic to alcohol... I knew it all along. But i decided not to tell my friends, bcos i really wanted to drink my heart out. And i got what i deserved.. My body is all covered with rashes now. Think it'll take at least 2 weeks before i fully recover.. That is..  from the rashes only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Im not gonna to hide. Pain is what i felt right now. Just pure.. pain everyday. This pain is definitely taking much longer to heal than the rashes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-5389370328030945417?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5389370328030945417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=5389370328030945417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5389370328030945417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/5389370328030945417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_21.html' title='=&apos;('/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-4672838765430868789</id><published>2011-02-19T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T13:42:23.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>給我一個理由忘記</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F5FlN-NBGo8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-4672838765430868789?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4672838765430868789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=4672838765430868789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4672838765430868789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/4672838765430868789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='給我一個理由忘記'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F5FlN-NBGo8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-2146318884128538253</id><published>2011-02-16T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:30:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wyjSnmsRH58?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The original singer for this song is Rainie Yang, but due to some copyright reason, the original MV cannot be played on youtube. This singer doesnt depict the song as well as Rainie, but it's the best that i could find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;黑色月亮----杨丞琳 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; 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word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;有一种温柔在你身上才有 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;霸道的将我占有  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;心直到现在还是你的  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;有一种难过在你眼里 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;看著我走的时候  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;你说我好像黑色月亮  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;在黑暗中看不见爱的光芒  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我们说的梦想只是梦想  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;影子拖了很长 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;你说你想要我的原谅  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;好让你的日子过的比较心安  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;心里有个地方 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;关了起来疗伤  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;那里不需要月光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This song totally describe how i feel right now.. I think i'll feel better if i cry my heart out.. But somehow i couldnt. I dont know how to describe the feeling exactly. Its like i lost a part of my heart. Like part of my soul being taken away and the wound is bleeding badly. I dont need anyone to pity me or comfort me. Its a suffocating feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I finally uds why my ex-bf reacted that way when i broke up with him, because i felt like doing the same thing that he did now. I think its really karma that im experiencing the same thing as him, since last time im the one who wanted to break up. And now.. someone is doing it to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; " &gt;Although there's a strong urge of doing it, i told myself that im not going to let it happen. Because.. i know how hurtful it is to do it, and i dont want him to go through what i had went through in the past. Im not a saint, im not that noble. I know its gonna be very hard for me to let go and accept the fact, but im gonna to try. Who's right or wrong doesnt matter now.. All i wish is that he could find his happiness.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; " &gt;Everything that is happening to me doesnt seems to be rather screwed up recently. And valentine's day is a killer for me. The school flooded with flowers, balloons and chocolate.. The couples roaming at every single corner of the school.. I jux had to keep my eyes fixed on the ground or at my lecturer, and hope that lesson could be over soon so that i can jux get the hell out of school and get back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; " &gt;I think 90% of my friends are attached now.. i know its not their fault, but somehow they have less time for me alrdy, since im not at the top of their priority list. Now im spending more time alone.. Eating alone.. Going home alone.. Shopping alone.. My phone is quiet for the whole day.. And the worse part is.. Im getting used to it. I feel like im turning into some sort of loner or social out cast soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some people may say that im desperate.. Some people say that, we, the single people are fortunate in some way cause we have the freedom to do whatever we want, and its ok that we dont have bf/gf since we can get the love from our family and friends blah blah.. But to me, this kind of love is totally different from those u get fr your bf/gf. Im someone who needed to be loved. Love is like a need not a want to me. I need love to survive, just like how plants need sunlight. The plant wont die immediately without sunlight, but soon enough, it'll start to wither without it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But.. There's nothing i can do about my current situation.. And i guess i'll try to live as long as i can without my 'sunlight'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; white-space: pre-wrap; " &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Btw.. Im gonna start to save up to get the 21st bday present for myself. Dont know how long i'll take to save up that much though. Hopefully can get it by the end of this year.   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7324528377112606751-2146318884128538253?l=lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2146318884128538253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7324528377112606751&amp;postID=2146318884128538253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2146318884128538253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7324528377112606751/posts/default/2146318884128538253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynn-the-girl.blogspot.com/2011/02/out-of-love.html' title='Out of love'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10089413894084856904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wyjSnmsRH58/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324528377112606751.post-6894334648592977996</id><published>2011-02-06T17:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:42:28.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alrite.. lots to update for Jan and CNY..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing.. Dread to say it again.. but.. we lost to TP for finals. =.= 39 to 50. zZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did our best alrdy.. but well.. jux dont play as well as TP. And i tried my best not to mention anything related to netball infront of my friends, bcos i jux dont want them to ask me abt the results. Cos this is what will happen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend: So how's ur netball result?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: we lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend: So u all got 2nd?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend: They were good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend: 2nd is very gd alrdy! =DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The similar convo occurred to me for N th times alrdy. Im getting tired replying. And.. 2nd IS NOT GOOD! =.= Must get champion nxt yr. This year's defeat 'gek' me enough alrdy. NTU M.U.S.T GET CHAMPION! O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put that aside.. Next up~ My bday~ =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily most of my friends turned up for my bday~ and it ran quite smoothly. Since all my friends all gathered at my hse, I thought i'll have some time to catch up with all of my friends.. But... somehow i was madly busy throughout the whole party and i dont even have chance to sit down and talk to my friends.. and also end up neglecting some of my friends. Feel so guilty.. Come with wishes but dont get to talk to me~ =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, Im glad that i can be surrounded by friends on my 21st~ and with my friends, esp Simin, yu ting and teck kuan for helping me throughout the whole party~ im blessed~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day i was quite pissed off when Kai and Tracy told me that they were not coming for my bday when they promised to come alrdy. Then.. when all my friends left and i was about to wash up, at exactly 12am, kai and tracy appeared with a cake infront of my house door. So sweet~ Touched too~ haha~ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3roGNLkKxbM/TU6cgBdAEcI/AAAAAAAABI0/AiaRv6g4d8U/s400/100_3449.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570561863063704002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me with the yummy strawberry shortcake from kai and tracy~ =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me talk about my presents.. Hmm~ love the gifts from my friends~ esp the Fuji film instant mini polaroid fr COR~ even bought the films for me so that i could take photos with my friends for the party~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3roGNLkKxbM/TU5qurULh0I/AAAAAAAABIs/iDpmtbzMk5Y/s1600/02022011194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3roGNLkKxbM/TU5qurULh0I/AAAAAAAABIs/iDpmtbzMk5Y/s400/02022011194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570507139237775170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Casio Sheen series watch fr my cousin~ Spent alot on this.. so ps.. =p but thanks la! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3roGNLkKxbM/TU5qlxmi2zI/AAAAAAAABIk/07FLLTpDEr8/s1600/02022011193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3roGNLkKxbM/TU5qlxmi2zI/AAAAAAAABIk/07FLLTpDEr8/s400/02022011193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570506986306591538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A book fr Xin wan~ Its a book written by xiao han, a local song writer. Actually i wanted to buy the book alrdy, but i didnt tell anyone that i want to buy it~ Then~ i received it for my present! Xin wan really knows how to mind read. HAHA. The book's very inspirational~ Thanx wan wan!!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3roGNLkKxbM/TU5qd6HZRlI/AAAAAAAABIc/5AWbQCscAvI/s1600/02022011195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400p
