<?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-6395980</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:30:47.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUBLIC BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'>stop blogging.
stop trying to publicise your pathetic life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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>632</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115484451804679300</id><published>2006-08-06T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:28:31.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;i&gt;I THINK I'M MAD ALREADY?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115484451804679300?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115484451804679300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115484451804679300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115484451804679300' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115470367510427549</id><published>2006-08-04T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:09:41.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK HERE. Livejournal's nice, but I cant understand the layout codes for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLEBLOW IN 30HOURS. Sheeeesh, I need plasters for my eyes! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/sweets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/sweets.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM. But I keep eating this. The Chinese flour kinda sweet from Cheenatown. DAMN GOOD. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Longzi, STOP talking me out of it. Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115470367510427549?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115470367510427549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115470367510427549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115470367510427549' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115409587549425199</id><published>2006-07-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:26:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/DSC042488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/DSC042488.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pay $458935478649 for a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115409587549425199?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115409587549425199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115409587549425199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115409587549425199' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115184207085041138</id><published>2006-07-02T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:07:56.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I currently hooked to LJ, so I guess I'll shift over. Whether its permanent or not, I don't know. Hahah. But I'd just leave this blog here as it is. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rewindstopplay.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERES THE LINK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove, till then! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115184207085041138?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115184207085041138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115184207085041138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115184207085041138' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115176562285412562</id><published>2006-07-01T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:53:42.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stole from Grace haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Die, Die My Darling - Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do my friends see me?&lt;br /&gt;Lovers and Friends - Lil Jon &amp; The Eastside Boyz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;Neng Bu Neng - Jason ft WenLan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Lets Get Loud - Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Dan Xiao Gui - Milopeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Coffee - Copeland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;SOS (Rescue Me) - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;True (Spanish Version) - Ryan Cabrera&lt;br /&gt;I'D TAKE THE SPANISH PART HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;Sitting, Waiting, Wishing - Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Want You Bad - The Offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes my parent(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Symphonic Overture - James Barnes&lt;br /&gt;LOL WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe my grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;The Rock Show - Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;LOL WTF AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy - ClickB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Faint - Kangta &amp; Vanness&lt;br /&gt;MEANS I HAVEN DIED YET HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;When Youre Mad - Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;WTH HAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Fan Zhuan Di Qiu - Pan Weibo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Hana - Orange Range&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;The Changing Same - Ken Hirai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the Sun - Rooster&lt;br /&gt;GET ME SHADES BEFORE I GO BLIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;More than Words - Energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH WTF LA I'M BORED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115176562285412562?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115176562285412562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115176562285412562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115176562285412562' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115168563105300138</id><published>2006-07-01T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T00:40:31.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE MIDS HAVE UNOFFICALLY ENDED. :D Yes, theres still art paper. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with Nicole today. Lovelovelove. Hahah, shopping, jewelleryexhibition and food. Thats what life's about. Hahah more outings with her soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115168563105300138?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115168563105300138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115168563105300138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115168563105300138' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115150720202027780</id><published>2006-06-28T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:13:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One good reason why you should place your entire fortune betting on Brasil. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/hjxzxxz02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/hjxzxxz02.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115150720202027780?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115150720202027780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115150720202027780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115150720202027780' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115150523845763758</id><published>2006-06-28T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:45:36.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): I think I'm mad. You see, I was surfing Lj sites, and started searching for Taiwan sites. And got a hell lot of pictures. :D Here's some! Been there, missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/81086374_d6e69b5625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/81086374_d6e69b5625.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this concert took place 3 days after I left. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/81090323_c5d5c2290d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/81090323_c5d5c2290d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rather interesting. How they sent their kids to school in the past. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/old8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/old8.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE BEST THING ABOUT TAIWAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/467129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/467129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm like super random and not studying Physics. So dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115150523845763758?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115150523845763758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115150523845763758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115150523845763758' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115142143403940057</id><published>2006-06-27T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:17:14.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Candy was showing me this guy like, WHAT THE HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/2006612101060.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/2006612101060.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK LIKE MY HEJUNXIANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD!!! Hahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115142143403940057?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115142143403940057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115142143403940057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115142143403940057' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115141996734697104</id><published>2006-06-27T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:52:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAUGH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/aap000285051ki5js.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/aap000285051ki5js.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/aap000285273ge6kc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/aap000285273ge6kc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/aapbekerface1bw3sw6mf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/aapbekerface1bw3sw6mf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/aareserveauxpicolos9qx2wh2kz.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/320/aareserveauxpicolos9qx2wh2kz.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm like damn bored. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115141996734697104?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115141996734697104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115141996734697104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115141996734697104' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115141318393009330</id><published>2006-06-27T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:59:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh what the hell. Milubing is out. X superband. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, econs today is so failable. As always. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying at Subway at FarEast with Vanessa, Jingling and Changyu is so not productive. It was more of a gossip and laughing session than studying. Anyway, Mikhail came later and all of them got to play with the Turkish icecream. Hahaha, madness. And we were saying that Subway would ban Pioneer students from entering cause we were making a hell lot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiling says that the new art teacher is quite hot. Woah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115141318393009330?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115141318393009330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115141318393009330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115141318393009330' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115132402855978076</id><published>2006-06-26T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:13:48.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/minizoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/minizoom.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115132402855978076?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115132402855978076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115132402855978076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115132402855978076' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115132236192347460</id><published>2006-06-26T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:46:01.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 1945 hours, Superband starts at 2000hours, the QiYuwu show at 2100hours, that HK police show at 2200hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, 15minutes of Econs revision. Neat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115132236192347460?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115132236192347460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115132236192347460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115132236192347460' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115132205387400678</id><published>2006-06-26T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:40:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope your mouth rots. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harmful rays from my pc is killing my stomach. Its twisting and turning like, TSUNAMI. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs tmr. Fail's the word. Hee. I'm so going to get kicked out of college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115132205387400678?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115132205387400678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115132205387400678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115132205387400678' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115123941969797937</id><published>2006-06-25T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T20:53:54.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very sick now. I feel like vomitting and I'm eating KatongLaksa. Hahaha. I hope I'll be okay until the exams end. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6240156.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6240156.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been studying these two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum quit her job. But I'm glad shes much happier now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115123941969797937?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115123941969797937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115123941969797937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115123941969797937' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115107905254322396</id><published>2006-06-24T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:10:52.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/pha038000021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/pha038000021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I was talking to this Canadian girl on msn just now. Shes pretty nice. (: And now, I'm looking for Taiwan penpals HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANDY READ: YOUR COUSIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115107905254322396?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115107905254322396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115107905254322396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115107905254322396' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115103802311905194</id><published>2006-06-23T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T12:47:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tennis this morning was okay, except that I almost died dragging myself out of bed. Wanted to run in the stadium with Hendrie later, but it was super crowded. So we went to the gym at his condo. THERE WAS THIS HOT GUY SWIMMING CAN. Hendrie's friend haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEILING WEILING WHERE ARE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115103802311905194?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115103802311905194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115103802311905194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115103802311905194' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115099426670553743</id><published>2006-06-23T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:37:46.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): I was fiddling around with my blog when I realised it'll be damn &lt;i&gt;tai&lt;/i&gt; (tai-wan) to have this as my date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/DATE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/DATE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I LIKE. Hahaha, and then, I figured out that I'll have to change the bloody encodings just to see the chinese characters damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back to English. ): I WANT CHINESE. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm addicted to blogging omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115099426670553743?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115099426670553743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115099426670553743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115099426670553743' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115099350488965822</id><published>2006-06-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:27:00.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LIKE THE PREVIOUS LAYOUT BUT ITS TOO SMALL. ): I DONT KNOW WHY I'M TYPING IN CAPS BUT NEVERMIND. I THINK I'M FEELING HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK LEFT. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;OH-SO-YUMMY!&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. DIE. DOUBT I CAN WAKE UP IN TIME FOR TENNIS TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK REVISION TIME! PRAY THAT I WOULDNT ENTER DREAMLAND AGAIN LIKE THE NIGHT BEFORE. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115099350488965822?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115099350488965822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115099350488965822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115099350488965822' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115098938053016043</id><published>2006-06-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:22:57.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Do the following WITHOUT complains&lt;br /&gt;2. Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;br /&gt;4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN TAGGED BY: MIKHAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourites&lt;br /&gt;favourite colour: GREEN&lt;br /&gt;favourite food: YAMI YOGHURT&lt;br /&gt;favourite song: DONT KNOW :D&lt;br /&gt;favourite day of the week: FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;favourite season: I'M ON A SUNNY ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currents&lt;br /&gt;current mood: FULL &amp; FAT&lt;br /&gt;current taste: DRAGONFRUIT&lt;br /&gt;current clothes: SHIRT &amp; SHORTS.&lt;br /&gt;current desktop: ALMOST LOVE WALLPAPER. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;current toenail: WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;current time: 2307HOURS&lt;br /&gt;current surroundings: LIVINGROOM&lt;br /&gt;current annoyances: WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;current thoughts: HE JUN XIANG &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First&lt;br /&gt;first best friends:  ______________&lt;br /&gt;first crush: ______________&lt;br /&gt;first movie: ______________&lt;br /&gt;first lie: ______________&lt;br /&gt;first music: ______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last&lt;br /&gt;last cigarette: I DONT SMOKE&lt;br /&gt;last drink: ICE LEMON TEE&lt;br /&gt;last car ride: YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;last crush: (:&lt;br /&gt;last movie: ALMOST LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;last phone call: THIS AFTERNOON&lt;br /&gt;last CD played: IT STARTED WITH A KISS OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;have you ever dated your best friend: .&lt;br /&gt;have you ever broken the law: VANDALISM. :D YES.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been arrested: YES. I'M BLOGGING IN THE JAIL NOW.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever skinny-dipped: NO.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been on tv: YES BEING SUED FOR VANDALISM. HAHAHA OK WHATEVER. YES I DID BUT NOT FOR VANDALISM.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever kissed someone you don't know: YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing: SPECS JAILUNIFORM HANDCUFFS HAIRBAND RUBBERBAND&lt;br /&gt;4 things you done today: VANDALISE, GOT CAUGHT BY POLICE, GOT FEATURED ON NEWS, IN JAIL NOW. :D&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now: MY JAIL MATES PLANNING ON HOW TO ESCAPE TO WATCH WORLDCUP.&lt;br /&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored: EAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 people to tag?&lt;br /&gt;NOONE. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115098938053016043?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115098938053016043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115098938053016043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115098938053016043' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115096187700617874</id><published>2006-06-22T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:37:57.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="240" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1LjSKefMk5w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1LjSKefMk5w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="240" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115096187700617874?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115096187700617874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115096187700617874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115096187700617874' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115090662105860850</id><published>2006-06-22T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:27:21.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/donate.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/donate.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;PLEASE DONATE GENEROUSLY. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for your kind support.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I'M MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics time! Work, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ENERGY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, power. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115090662105860850?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115090662105860850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115090662105860850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115090662105860850' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115088158450562131</id><published>2006-06-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:19:44.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WALAO the stupid loser school clerk wants to complain to the principle what the hell? And she complained to ChiewSern already. Stupid bitch. ROARRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing's cancelled tmr. ): So I guess I'll be back in school doing art. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115088158450562131?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115088158450562131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115088158450562131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115088158450562131' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115085367970980925</id><published>2006-06-21T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T09:34:39.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The school clerk was scolding me when I happily walked out of the GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATISFACTION. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she rolls down the ramp, and die horribly. Worldpeace. Muahaha, STUPID BITCH. Sheesh, I'm evil. But the bitch is worse. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, they're renovating the gym and its supernoisy ohmytian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BACK TO WORK. STUPID CLERK. ROARRRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115085367970980925?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115085367970980925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115085367970980925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115085367970980925' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115081677735222523</id><published>2006-06-20T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:40:28.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Printing the Physics revision package answers almost killed my printer. Omg, so thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not exactly studied. Every study session ends up to play time. ): Blah, so dead. Moreover, art is taking almost all of my time. But its nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myfern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6200057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6200057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the names are nicer. Thats before I painted over them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6190022.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6190022.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll die doing the tree bark tmr. And! My SOVA paper will be a goner. I know nuts about arthistory please. Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanton for dinner with Nong and Ling. (: And to FarEast for Ling to see ParkShin. HAHAHA. And! We terrorised Lappynong's webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAIN IS SOOO HOT. My sir. Hahaha. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internetbanking is troublesome. Okay, I dont know how to use. Screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having hereenwanton-addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I keep translating lyrics from English to Chinese and they're totally dont make any sense. Hahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMNESS OVERPOWERED ME. :D Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, MY BUMART! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6190027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6190027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cause Weiling and I tried to get into the picture when Dalini was trying to take a picture of her canvas. And I sat on her paint. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6190023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6190023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOREAKOREAKOREA. &lt;3 RAIN! WONBIN! I so getting killed by Weiling. M'DM! Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115081677735222523?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115081677735222523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115081677735222523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115081677735222523' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115073174117064370</id><published>2006-06-19T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:42:21.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JO6Vv4k95i4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JO6Vv4k95i4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="255" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LOVE YOU YOU DONT LOVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;But still, Rain's hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115073174117064370?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115073174117064370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115073174117064370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115073174117064370' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115072594275508911</id><published>2006-06-19T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:47:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;When youre feeling down and bad things keep coming your way, it sucks. ):&lt;/s&gt; Nevermind, I'm feeling moodswingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASS SONGS DLING ON SOLID07! Tsk. I'm a thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiqiang saw the Chunhyang girl in Korea la. Lucky he didnt see Jaehee. If not, I'll dig out his eyeballs and place them into mine. THEN I WOULD HAVE SEEN JAEHEE. Okay I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, theres an Asian edit for Beyonce's Crazy in Love, with Vanness rapping in English AND CHINESE. Goodness, he sounded like that cheenapok. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumart is bad. You'll end up walking around, having the oh-so-sinful Ramly Burger and Oreocrush for dinner, and to sit up straight through out the bus ride. Hahaha I'll upload the pictures tmr to let you laugh your ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE STM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115072594275508911?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115072594275508911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115072594275508911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115072594275508911' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115070566041202282</id><published>2006-06-19T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:27:40.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shouldn't watch ALoveToKill. I'm sorry Weiling. I think Rain is damn hot omg. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/200510171335340156b8ht.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/200510171335340156b8ht.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this guy too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/bscap0684uq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/bscap0684uq.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite bad. Haven't finished painting my fern yet, and I've completed watching 3 episodes of ErZuoJuZhiWen (Yes, I'm watching it again.) and 1 episode of ALoveToKill. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VCDS ARE ADDICTIVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115070566041202282?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115070566041202282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115070566041202282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115070566041202282' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115064655655881320</id><published>2006-06-19T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T00:02:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG, SUPERBAND IS SCREWED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115064655655881320?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115064655655881320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115064655655881320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115064655655881320' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115064504145167280</id><published>2006-06-18T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:37:21.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How I wished I can stop eating and start shitting.&lt;br /&gt;Input &lt; Output = GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;Oknevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papas'day lunch at SiamKitchen cause the ramen shop shifted to somewhere. And the food was, quite bad. ): Studied later, with Yorick the round one, Dustin and Jiahao.&lt;br /&gt;Talked &gt; Studied = Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite high to study now. SHIT I'M BECOMING A GEEK. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115064504145167280?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115064504145167280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115064504145167280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115064504145167280' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115060596396653300</id><published>2006-06-18T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T13:01:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A HAPPY GIRL. Hahahah! She messaged me! Okay, I sound like a lesbo, but dont worry. I'm straight. Its a good friend. :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY PAPAS' DAY EVERYONE. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied at KAP with Candy, Ling and Mikhail (read: EXTRA) yesterday. Hahaha, WE &lt;3 SWEETCHILLI. That particular few packs only. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115060596396653300?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115060596396653300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115060596396653300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115060596396653300' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115051257419577897</id><published>2006-06-17T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T10:49:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick update before my mum comes up and starts screaming at me. HAHA! I lead a miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tennis was cancelled due to the rain. ): And I ended up not going for night cycling. MY FATS ARE STILL HERE DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! :D Went for primary school gathering. It was quite good even though I couldnt recognise some of them. Hahaha, Irvin's mind is still at primarysix please. Secret Recipe for dinner, and to Esplanade's rooftop for 2entire hours! To talk. But more of gossip. Haaha! Its a small world. Everyone has commonfriends. Which means, more gossips. Tsktsk. And there are those that you want to hear and some that you don't. Never mind that part. It felt great meeting up with them. :D And listening to the dirtiest and stupidest things that we did in primary school! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6160017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6160017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALBINDA! I think its spelt this way. Haha damnit my eyes were closed. One and only picture of the day! Shuying, me, Malbinda. OMG LA. He had those bowl cut hair 5 years back. And now? DREADLOCKS AND A GOATIE. Where was that MrBean look alike omg. Hahaha and he's damn tall. Hahaha I had to take a picture with him la. DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! HHAHA OFF TO STUDY AT KAP LATER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115051257419577897?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115051257419577897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115051257419577897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115051257419577897' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115042976540545096</id><published>2006-06-16T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:53:11.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;mikhail the manipulative misleading misrepresented megalomaniacal munshi ONE NIGHT IN UBIN 我留下许多情 says: &lt;br /&gt;can you blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mikhail the manipulative misleading misrepresented megalomaniacal munshi ONE NIGHT IN UBIN 我留下许多情 says: &lt;br /&gt;blog something funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put all the sunshine in a bag. HEJUNXIANG (: says: &lt;br /&gt;now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mikhail the manipulative misleading misrepresented megalomaniacal munshi ONE NIGHT IN UBIN 我留下许多情 says: &lt;br /&gt;yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put all the sunshine in a bag. HEJUNXIANG (: says: &lt;br /&gt;something funny? okay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=10pt&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIKHAIL.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest name ever. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115042976540545096?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115042976540545096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115042976540545096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115042976540545096' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115038309678279288</id><published>2006-06-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:14:14.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D ALMOST LOVE WAS GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/still08.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/still08.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although KwonSangWoo's hair sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught it with Nongzi and Candy at town. Walked around, didnt buy much. I'm broke you see. (: But that means my Betula is coming. Weeeee! I wanna get the top from F21 omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BLISTER IS KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was fattening. Two bowls of wantonmee, and 2rows of salmon sushi! But nevermind. TMR! Tennis and cycling. Byebye fats! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115038309678279288?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115038309678279288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115038309678279288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115038309678279288' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115029619687315190</id><published>2006-06-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:43:16.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOHELLOHELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D MY BETULA IS STILL AVAILABLE. ON SALE SOMEMORE. A miserable 5% but better than nothing! :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm full. Seriously veryveryvery full! I decided that yesterday's fasting made me grumpy, and so, I started eating again today. Charkwaytiao for brunch, and then pigged at SereneCentre for dinner. Yes, with Nongzi again. And Hendrie too! BlackCanyonCoffee's students' meal is, okay only. The service sucks. As in, that aunty only. ROARRRR. IslandCreamery later. Gingerbread is quite nice, but still, DailyScoop's &lt;b&gt;GINGERCRUMBLE&lt;/b&gt; is the bestestestest! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got quite pissed when I entered the art room today. ): SO MANY PEOPLE LA WALAO AND BLOCKING MY SPACE TO PAIN. Actually it was okay. And then that yx had to steal my speakers when I was watching HeJunXiang's videos. ^*!%@ ROARRRRRR! But the charkwaytiao liften up my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! Watching 3 episodes of ErMo &lt;33333333 while painting the dried leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARLA IS MAD OVER TWOHILL OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE GERMANY WINS WHATEVER MATCHES THAT THEYRE GONNA PLAY. I WANT MY MONEY. Hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115029619687315190?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115029619687315190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115029619687315190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115029619687315190' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115026145029413774</id><published>2006-06-14T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T13:04:10.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tvbs.com.tw/Project/tvbs%5Fg/program/marry%5Fme/"&gt;Like, OMG.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115026145029413774?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115026145029413774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115026145029413774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115026145029413774' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115021489056584147</id><published>2006-06-14T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:08:10.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG, THE PAIR OF BETULA THAT I WANT IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF STOCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME LA. I wanted to get tmr or something omgomgomg omfg! I'm cursed!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115021489056584147?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115021489056584147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115021489056584147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115021489056584147' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115020648846657512</id><published>2006-06-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:41:17.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this rate, I'll gain weight instead of losing it. Hhahaha Mad Jack's for dinner today with Nongzi. :D THE FISH&amp;CHIPS IS SUPERB. I wanna try their salmon! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather unproductive. Done up with the mushrooms and a few dried leaves. Haha. Okay back to TV! I think ShaunChen and QiYuWu are hhhooottt. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE KOREA WINS. Hunks! Hahah okay whatever. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT KOREA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/leehyori200605181013071006_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/leehyori200605181013071006_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE HYORI IS HOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115020648846657512?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115020648846657512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115020648846657512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115020648846657512' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115012848679124097</id><published>2006-06-13T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:08:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE FUCK? JUZ-B IS OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayness. They're good la walao. OMG KILL ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115012848679124097?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115012848679124097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115012848679124097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115012848679124097' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115012202867795297</id><published>2006-06-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:20:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D I'm super full. Not good. I'm supposed to have one meal per day, but haha, I failed. TERRIBLY. Bread in the morning, and then later WeiKwang helped us kope lunch from the dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ISLANDCREAMERY LATER! Puluthitam and applepie! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6120014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6120014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the fats man omg. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, Islandcreamery cause I went SereneCentre to find Nongzi. (: Hahaha, and to study while I wait for her to finish work. I FINISHED FORCES &amp; WORK, ENERGY AND POWER! Okay, not exactly. Soo many unfinished questions omg. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Canyon Coffee tmr! Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random-ness got into me and I took this on my way home! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6120016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6120016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's pissing me off in the art room. Kept asking him to help him paint. Walao, and when I demo for him already, he told me to paint the entire leaf. What the hell la. This is what I call, dechunjingchi. HAHA MY CHINESE ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,on a brighter note, (Put on your sunglasses! Ok, lame.)YESTERDAY'S PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling and I got amused by this little thing on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6110004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6110004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its a small plant growing outside the window. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6110003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6110003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!! MY NIUNAI. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6110005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6110005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Dear Nongzi, I DONT LIKE MR SINGAPORE OR MALAYSIA. Hahah youre nuts. I dont mind if its MR TAIWAN OR MR KOREA! OOH MY HUSBANDS! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forums are good! :D I FOUND MY HUSBAND THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HOT CAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115012202867795297?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115012202867795297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115012202867795297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115012202867795297' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115009794967526883</id><published>2006-06-12T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T15:39:09.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont wanna paint mushrooms anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find HEJUNXIANG's pictures! &lt;3 LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/20051012508824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/20051012508824.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115009794967526883?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115009794967526883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115009794967526883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115009794967526883' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115008673762438710</id><published>2006-06-12T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:00:51.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE AIRCONS ARE WORKING! :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEL THE COOL AIR! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa! Mik! Cool down. Get some aircon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115008673762438710?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115008673762438710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115008673762438710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115008673762438710' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-115008434738259731</id><published>2006-06-12T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:09:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's studying was unproductive. But good. :D Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superband was okay. Went with Ling. Left after the bands we wanted to watch have performed. I thought Qi:nobe ought to get higher than Milopeng, although I like Milopeng more. Hahaha, the ghost bride is damn freaky. THE GUY THAT WEILING LIKES FROM JUZ-B IS CUTE. But Ling didnt dare to approach him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TANGYUANS AT CLEMENTI LATER. :D :D :D :D We had the last bowl can. But no more redbean and yam. Still, its sososososo good. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ART ROOM IS KILLING ME. HOT LIKE SIAO. I WANT TO STEAL THE FAN FROM THE CLEANERS' CORNER. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-115008434738259731?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115008434738259731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/115008434738259731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115008434738259731' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114999341613357224</id><published>2006-06-11T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:36:56.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY GETTING MY ASS TO DOING SOME SERIOUS STUDYING. Later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's midnight shopping was okay. OMG THERES ONE SUPER HOT WEDGES. ): But you see, its like forty bucks, I cant wear heels for nuts, and if I get that, I cant get my birks. ): HEARTPAIN LA. Damn nice. Shrugs. But, I managed to get 3 tops! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERBAND LATER! (Maybe only. Hahaha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114999341613357224?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114999341613357224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114999341613357224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114999341613357224' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114994158078936834</id><published>2006-06-10T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T20:13:00.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I refuse to watch Shizilukou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/1%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/1%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss Taiwan. ):&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE KIND ENOUGH TO BRING ME THERE? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIDNIGHT SHOPPING LATER. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114994158078936834?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114994158078936834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114994158078936834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114994158078936834' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114991577061411289</id><published>2006-06-10T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T13:13:18.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up with 2 missed calls, 3 messages AND A NICE DREAM. Haha! Random, but the calls were from Darla! I WONDER IF SHE REALLY MADE OUT WITH TWOHILL OMG. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped at home on a rainy Saturday. Aint good at all. My mum's nagging and nagging AND NAGGING. Neverending hahaha! And she dont let me out damnit. So, I can neither meet Nongzi to study nor meet Ling and Jo for Kbox. MY OPPORTUNITY COST. ): And, I've got to pack my table (OHMYGOODNESS!) and die from excessive amount of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I'll run out of the house tmr la. Hahaha, studying at kap. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLYMAMA.&lt;br /&gt;MATTHEW (Yesyes, XIAOPING!) EYECANDIES XXX.&lt;br /&gt;Read: XINXIAN! Omgomgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;Gerald's so going to bash him up HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, good luck to LAPPYNONG! I hope you can be repaired hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much dust got into my brains already. Tsktsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114991577061411289?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114991577061411289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114991577061411289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114991577061411289' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114986812171676843</id><published>2006-06-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:48:41.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just set up my &lt;a href="http://rewindstopplay.livejournal.com"&gt;livejournal site for handpaintedshoes&lt;/a&gt;. BUY OKAY. Hahah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty high now. I was high in the art room too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114986812171676843?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114986812171676843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114986812171676843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114986812171676843' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114982461724059455</id><published>2006-06-09T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T11:52:52.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORRY, YOU LOSE. YOUR ASSUMPTION IS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKE THE GOOD OL' PRIMARY SCHOOL DAYS WHEN PEOPLE GO, I DONT WANNA FRIEND YOU ANYMORE.&lt;/b&gt; Sheeeesh, whatever la. I've been trying to phrase things nicely already but you dont seem to fucking appreciate it, at all. Shrugs, so be it. If this is the way you want it to be, then fine. And fyi, I am tolerating you too. For a long time. And apparently, I think that my patience level is muchmuch better than yours. (: And I aint an Internet filter that can stop one from blogging whatever you want on blogspot. Bleah. I've got the right to blog whatever I want here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, youre the victim here, and I'm the most unreasonable piece of shit you can ever get. Okokokay? HAPPY NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TO THAT PATHETIC LINGERING SOUL THERE WHOS SPYING ON MY BLOG. I DONT NEED YOU TO BE A MESSENGER. THERES ALWAYS DHL AND FEDEX. I DONT NEED YOUR SERVICE. I DONT NEED YOU TO READ MY BLOG EITHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will go find some corner and rot by itself. Sorry lingeringsoul, for referring you as it. I've got absolutely no idea whether youre a guy or a girl. HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long and goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the school's admin is fucking screwed up too. They caught me wearing slippers again. Hahaha, whatever, I was like, OKAY JUST WRITE DOWN MY NAME AND LET ME GO. And then, the clerk cant find the keys, and some asshole kaopeied me for the stupid possessed aircon. They fucking made me go back to the guardstand, and its not there, and we went all the way back to the office to find out that the keys are somewhere in the office. Fuck those people please. Assholes. REPAIR THE FUCKING AIRCON AND STOP BOTHERING ME MUTHAFUCKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, this entry is bad. Only way to calm my nerves down is to eat my charkwaytiao. :D LAUGH AT ME FOR MY FUCKING MISERY. Blahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114982461724059455?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114982461724059455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114982461724059455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114982461724059455' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114977862297508363</id><published>2006-06-08T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T23:37:06.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took some quizzes online. Still taking haha. As Candy says, its to kill time, but I pretty busy now. Training to multi-multi task. Tell me about it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 10years old at heart, 80% female, and I should date an Italian. OHMYDAMNGAY. Note: Online quizzes are not true. I wanna date a Taiwanese for pete's sake! BUT THEN AGAIN, ITALIANS ARE PRETTY HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching TV just now, and omg, they call 'blogger' as 'bo-ke' in Chinese. So gay, so funny! It took me 15 entire minutes to figure out that it was blogger please. Direct translations are funny. They deserve more than 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop shopping online. Broke. ): My Betulaaa. Cant get it so soon already. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.natuerlich.de/uploads/Artikel/612763l.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school guard is catching people for wearing slippers la. Absurd please. Must be WillHung braincells coming up with the stupidest ideas ever. Like hello? Prolly eighty percent of the people went to school with slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to do my canvas tmr. Its the high point now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art room's aircon is possessed! It offs and on by itself! HAHAHAHA. In the mad art room, we've got a mad teacher, with mad students, and a mad aircon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser. I ruin things for myself. So, I reckon I'm so gonna rot my ass off this weekend at home. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYWHYWHYWHYWHY? Tsk, I'm still veryvery amused by the whys from the leadershipcourse. ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114977862297508363?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114977862297508363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114977862297508363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114977862297508363' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114975629687834453</id><published>2006-06-08T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T20:50:21.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm such a clever ass. I dont even need to use Techonorati. And, why would people who consider themselves 'not-my-friend' come and read this. Why? Why? Whywhywhywhywhy? Okayyy, the leadershipcourse is making me nuts. The trainers and their countless of 'why's. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS BLAMING YOUR SISTER DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see that we're trying to put a stop to this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114975629687834453?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114975629687834453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114975629687834453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114975629687834453' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114969133273878114</id><published>2006-06-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:42:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE LEADERSHIP CAMP IS FINALLY OVER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, it wasnt that bad today actually. Its a zillion billion times better than yesterday please. Two games for the entire day. Joined Candy's class cause only 5 people turned up from my class laaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First game was emo. Cried. OKAY I CRIED LA. ): Dont know why either. I wasnt thinking of anything while falling backwards, just afraid that I'll just crush the supporter's hands with my fat and heavy ass. And I bent my knees, and the facilitor came over and talked. Apparently, I dont know why, but I just started tearing. Got to realise some little things that are affecting me and all. Yea, emo, like totally. Its been long since I broke down. Other than watching those Korean tearjerkers. Hahaha! At least I've realised something today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second game was some, ya game. Basically about teamwork that kinda thing. Its okayyyyy la. Haha, just that some girl irritated me a little. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part of the workshop? FUNDANCE AND MASSDANCE. Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the arts people later. I MISS ARTS. ): Science is, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the biggest eyebags and the darkest eyecircles ever! Omg. Taunted at KAP Mac with May and Dalini, and later to WestCoast Mac with Dalini. I spent half the time sleeping instead of studying. Hahaha. And later to Say's house for a short nap before heading to school. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall upload the pics in the previousprevious post now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114969133273878114?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114969133273878114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114969133273878114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114969133273878114' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114958889132921715</id><published>2006-06-06T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T18:14:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The leadership camp was plain BULLSHIT. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY STUDYING OVERNIGHT LATER. Somewhere. Still undecided haha! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114958889132921715?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114958889132921715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114958889132921715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114958889132921715' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114951770012998128</id><published>2006-06-05T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T23:31:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theres the good and the bad for today. I'll just start with the good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School in the morning. Liyi such a genius to not come please. And not reply my message. Fortunately the aunty opened the door and yixiang popped in. Hahaha. People started streaming in, and we started finishing up Longzi's present. And then, we were on high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT CUTE I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050125.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT CUTE II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REMAKE OF THE STATUE OF LIBERITY. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050130.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050130.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR NONGZI. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050131.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTERTAINERS OF THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050132.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050132.6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUSHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050134.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you can use sushi containers differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050136.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT CHOCOLATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050152.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I'm being treated. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050154.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HAPPYTOE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050156.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050156.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, our photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050159.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IswearIwasnttryingtobitethetoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050160.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, town later to get her book and balloon. The stupid salesperson couldnt get us the tigger one cos she didnt have strings. And when we got the strings, the girl vanished. WALAOWALAOWALAO. Ended up with a pooh balloon for her. Sorry Nongzi! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP later. WHAT THE HELL LA. Flooded with goodlooking guys can. No wonder pj is. Like that. Hahaha. ): WHYWHYWHY. Longzi, please do your job. I dont want to be single anymore! Hahahahhaha. Anyway, Longzi's present was left aside while we went to hide. Okay, actually Benjamin was there but we shifted it a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we ran around laughing like a bunch of lunatics on loose. Hahahah should have seen Longzi's face. CLASSIC. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harmless looking box that may contain a bomb! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050169.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BIRTHDAY GIRL! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050173.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us! But not everyone's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6050174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6050174.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAILYSCOOP LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG, THERES GINGERCRUMBLE!!!!! &lt;3333333333 Heavenly! But I was too broke to get the tub damnit. And theres still a tub of Pulut Hitam Islandcreamery Icecream in my fridge. OMG FATS. But! Satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILOPENG'S DAMN NICE LA. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr! Overnight studying at KAP/airport. (: Cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I thought it was over, its back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sentence that meant no harm at all led to such things to happen. I seriously dont mean anything please. I know I'm always playing around and not being serious, and you probably wouldnt give a shit about me, but I dont see the point of what youre doing. If this is really what you want, then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still dont see where I did wrong. Okay whatever. Lets not get things worse please. And drag more people in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just, stop assuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have their ups and downs. Think about it. (: But I would appreciate it if you come forth and trash things out. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay what the hell. Cant upload my pics. ): Shall do that on Thursday. :D Blogger hates me as much as you do. It probably couldnt survive the first two pictures HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114951770012998128?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114951770012998128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114951770012998128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114951770012998128' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114943501538542993</id><published>2006-06-04T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:31:44.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: Woah, I'm in the studying mood, AMAZINGLY. Shall continue my physics tutorial later though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Candy and Longzi at Serene Center. The Pulut Hitam icecream is damn good la. But I still miss DailyScoop and ClementiTangyuans. My favourite dessert places! Hahaha. I'm getting fatter la omg. Even Dasen and Jeff says so. KILL ME LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town later. When I was supposed to study. So many things to buy. No money, esp after when I get the pair of Betula OR Papillo that I've been eyeing. How to choose omg. So nice! So broke. ): Got Nongzi a Winnie the Pooh balloon. Its a small one, but she got totally embarrassed. Hahahahahaha. So much for being the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAP later, and met up with Candy AGAIN. :D Studied and studied. Until a group of irritating asses came. Walao, this girl damn bimbo la. And she kept hitting me. Bloodyhell. And then, we terrorised Jiaquan via nongzi's webcam. And we studied and studied. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr! School. Study! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIKHAIL IS A TROUBLESOME BOY. WALAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114943501538542993?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114943501538542993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114943501538542993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114943501538542993' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114938868780995939</id><published>2006-06-04T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T10:38:07.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. It sucks when you wake up the next day with your contacts still on. Omg, my right eye is sore already omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway, most importantly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=15pt&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR NONGZI!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVE!&lt;/i&gt; MAY YOU FIND A BOYFRIEND SOON CAUSE APPARENTLY, YOU DONT WANT ALL THOSE THAT I FOUND FOR YOU. AND PLSPLSPLS GROW FATTER. HAHAHA! KIDS LOVE BIG KINDERGARDEN TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm charged up already. Hahaha, wanted a 10minutes nap, but ended up sleeping til now. Omg. Died actually. From friday night to saturday afternoon, only half an hour of sleep cause I was doing my canvas with Dalini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE HAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P6020067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P6020067.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I dont know what to blog already. My hands are trembling for whatever reason. Maybe I need more sleep. HAHA BUT I'M DAMN HAPPY NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114938868780995939?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114938868780995939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114938868780995939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114938868780995939' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114917692651185489</id><published>2006-06-01T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:34:53.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun. Shall elaborate later. Later. :D Hahahaha. But still, I'm a little moody. ): Probably tired. And something else. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was damn amused just now while waiting for my bus. There was this African guy behind me, and this Indian woman in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Guy: Hey, I need to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Huh? Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Can I get to know you?&lt;br /&gt;Girl looks shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: But, I dont know you.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Please?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I dont understand the language youre saying.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahpiang, I almost wanted to laugh please. Both of them were using English please. Simple English. And she said that. Hahahaha! I bet the guy died please. He was speechless! And then he walked off, the girl still shocked and she dialled for a friend or something. Hahahaha! What the hell la. Super entertaining please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Longzi came back today! &lt;3 Hahahah, the stupid kena-owned-by-me school clerk insisted that she's a drop out when she topped the class when she was still in PJ la. Bloody hell. I hate the school clerks please. Bitches yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three drinks from Sweet Talk today. Shit la damn fattening omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalini can make me die of heart attack please. She just messaged me that she wont be staying out late tmr when we're supposed to taunt in school! Omg, kill me please. And her phone is off now. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cracked peanuts goes well with everything and anything! Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lunch yesterday! Dried maggimee with cracked peanuts. I swear its damn good ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5310123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5310123.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye! Dalini better return my message soon. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/sc001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/sc001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114917692651185489?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114917692651185489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114917692651185489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114917692651185489' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114915404660369563</id><published>2006-06-01T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:27:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello loves. I'm indeed very very amused now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Yidali totally got X-ed by me today. Cause she's so irritating la. And she's freaky omg. SHE LOOKS LIKE URSULA CAN. Hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my favourite art friend can! :D Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tvacres.com/images/witch_ursula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.tvacres.com/images/witch_ursula.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah I'm mean. Candy took a picture of her yawning. BLOODY HILARIOUS. Died laughing please. Laughed til my cheeks felt hot. Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114915404660369563?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114915404660369563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114915404660369563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114915404660369563' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114912951064650042</id><published>2006-06-01T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:05:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEILING I HATE YOU OMG.&lt;br /&gt;/DIES.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH, accidents do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unfinished sova tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;Half coloured toes.&lt;br /&gt;Eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;No revision.&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114912951064650042?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114912951064650042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114912951064650042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114912951064650042' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114900095987251325</id><published>2006-05-30T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:07:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy. But fat. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYDC and Gelare with Dalini at HollandV just now. That girl is mad please. Hahaahaha! Walked around, dying and thinking how much we ate. Hahahaha, omg, broke and fat, that is! Not good, not good at all. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, I hate skinny people. Please take my fats away. You all need them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dalini kept kajiaoing her brother and his girlfriend la. LMAO. MADNESS. I cant wait for nextweek! More mad trips. (: And, we were trying to picture ChiewSern clubbing in Walawala. Upgraded from lorry to real club. But, I think the lorry suits him more. Hahahaha. Forget Walawala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to draw two toes today for art! Hahah, nothing to be proud of actually. Tsk. Was drawing mushrooms during maths lecture though. And slept through my maths tutorial. I'm sucha good student please. Hahahah okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is a damn powerful tool can. For politics, racism, and catfights. &lt;i&gt;POWDERFUL&lt;/i&gt; LIKE SIAO AH! Miao. I'm sucha biatch. Hahah nevermind. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I dont understand how people can talk with no link. Randomly random HAHA! Okay I'm mad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAO! I'm damn high now la omg. I need to do my tutorials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114900095987251325?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114900095987251325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114900095987251325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114900095987251325' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114895050860799110</id><published>2006-05-30T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T09:09:53.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The stupid school clerk kaopei-ed me in the morning. BUT SHE KANA OWNED BY ME. Hahaha, loser pleaseee. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, today was good! Okay, the morning only. Its only 0850! Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber is out la what the hell. Some other groups ought to be out more than they do. Groups like XiaRiFeng omg. WHY ARE THEY STILL THERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX MINI EGGTARTS FOR BREAKFAST! Heavenly &amp;fattening. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, O'MacDonalds Farm's recruiting new friends! HOW EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever, I'm feeling random. HAHAH THE CLERK KANA OWNED BY ME! KAOPEI SOMEMORE LA. Sorry, I forgot my medicine. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENFOSTER! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114895050860799110?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114895050860799110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114895050860799110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114895050860799110' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114891527114688565</id><published>2006-05-29T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:29:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOURE SUCHA BAD LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;BAD BAD LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever put yourself in other people's shoes?&lt;br /&gt;I DOUBT SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Thats why youre feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;Haahahhaha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114891527114688565?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114891527114688565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114891527114688565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114891527114688565' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114891451604212960</id><published>2006-05-29T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:04:38.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got tagged by Mikhail. PLEASE GO AND DIE. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I-this is a dangerous game.&lt;br /&gt;1.The tagged victim have to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover&lt;br /&gt;2.Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3.Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;4.If you are tagged the second time.There is NO need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;5.Lastly,most importantly,HAVE.FUN.DOING.IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criteria for my perfect male lover;&lt;br /&gt;1. THICK EYEBROWS.&lt;br /&gt;2. Taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Right frequency.&lt;br /&gt;4. NICE HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;5. Can sing.&lt;br /&gt;6. TAIWANESE. Hahaha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;7. Listens to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;8. I DONT KNOW ALREADY. NOT LIKE I CAN GET A BOYFRIEND ANYWAY HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people I tag to complete this:&lt;br /&gt;ME x8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to tag people, and I doubt anyone will do it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114891451604212960?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114891451604212960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114891451604212960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114891451604212960' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114891170383866737</id><published>2006-05-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:34:08.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I THINK I'M CURSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was whining about two things that made me unhappy today, and then a little more, and *POOOOOOF*, my computer just restarted by itself. Omg, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Today was quite good, until,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jadegirl kept bugging me for pictures. And I told her that I was busy already. Omg. Its like the first time I talked to her today and she wanted to follow me to the art room and study there. Wtf? Eudora called her my stalker. KILL ME PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The stupid school doesnt see that funfairs simply DO NOT work out. Omg, and the arts society is organising another one. Fine, we handed up our proposals and later, they rejected it, cause apparently, most classes requested for food and drinks. Dont they sense our reluctance to participate? Losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was mean. I shall stop my whinings here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs test was bad. Mikhail you can save the tangyuan treat already. I'm so going to fail it. ): Lecture was okay. I found joy taking down lecture notes, with my camera. Tsk. And the lecturer reminds me of Miss Swan please. Even her voice. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town later with some 05a05 people. AND X MEN. BEN FOSTER! Hot, or hot? :D LOOK AT HIS BODY LA OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/laststand3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/laststand3.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back to school later, but was 40mins late for Art tutorial. Mr Tan didnt scold me though. FORTUNATELY. :D MR TAN ROCKS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to Dalini on my way home. We've got wild plans for next week! Hahaha, cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone bill is gonna explode.&lt;br /&gt;I need something to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;I need a timetable for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X The Princess/ Your Royal Highness. Hahahaha. I cant be bothered. Blahhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114891170383866737?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114891170383866737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114891170383866737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114891170383866737' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114881774711837073</id><published>2006-05-28T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:02:27.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4TH ENTRY TODAY. MADNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm still rotting my ass off at home. Apparently, there were visitors, so, *POOOOF* no more shopping. Whatever lah. And the kids were damn noisy. Not that I dont like kids, but I was trying to do my art tutorials. YES, I WAS DOING MY ART TUTORIALS. I was that bored already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they tried killing this bee-lookalike-insect. CRUEL KIDS. RAHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114881774711837073?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114881774711837073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114881774711837073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114881774711837073' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114881196983973546</id><published>2006-05-28T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T18:26:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's pretty amazing of how I TRIED to read my econs notes for the past hour and got NOTHING into my head. USELESS BRAINCELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took out last year's notes to study. WALAO, TOTALLY NO LINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what! I'm finally going shopping with my mum. NOW. Which means, she's gonna pay for the things I want, and, I'm going to let my notes rot at home and fail the test tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD OR BAD?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114881196983973546?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114881196983973546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114881196983973546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114881196983973546' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114880372768890606</id><published>2006-05-28T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T16:08:47.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's rot day. Haven't been rotting at home for quite some time already. Been studying out for the past couple of weeks. Okay, I guess its not very good to rot at home. You see, other than colouring a few pathetic dried leaves, I found myself a comfortable spot in front of the pc and started surfing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DAMNIT. F21 CLOTHES ARE BLOODY PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm fat. Walao, why like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dear brother changed my Internet Explorer to ver7. So hard to use please. I'm so glad my mum's sending him to stay at AuntyAnn's place. No more brother, no more terror! For the holidays only actually. But its much better than seeing him every single day during the holidays. I'll just die of terrorist attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE WEILING! I think your ears are aching due to the screamings yesterday. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to be completed. I wanted to start at two, but its four now. And my stomach's growling. Ohgosh, kill me la. Art tutorials, art sketches, and revision for econs test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114880372768890606?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114880372768890606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114880372768890606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114880372768890606' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114878428737320139</id><published>2006-05-28T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T10:47:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! College day was pretty alright yesterday. MissKumar sucks balls please. Screamed at me and almost made MissSong cried. Biatch. And she thinks that her fashionsense is ohsogood. Hahaha, WRONG, SO WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize presenters were nice. (: Had fun talking with them. And going down to the hairdresser's and Clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part of college day, was that there was a cute guy sitted beside me after my part. Hahaha, MdmLoh's ex-student. Weiling finds him cute too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superband later with Ling and Wendy. Some TP orange shirt guy sat beside us and started talking. AND HE'S QUITE CUTE. Hahaha, okay whatever. I'm mad. I should stop looking at guys. Anyway, the recording yesterday was much better. NO RESTRICTIONS TO WHO WE WANTED TO CHEER FOR. Yay, milopeng was cute. They got the highest AGAIN. Hahahaha, me and Ling went a little wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the orange shirt guy thinks that 5566 can sing. WHAT THE HELL. But he's cute la. So nevermind. Hahahahahaahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114878428737320139?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114878428737320139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114878428737320139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114878428737320139' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114865110127540025</id><published>2006-05-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:45:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GP SUCKS. I had fifteen minutes worth of beautysleep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanton mee in town with Ling and Candy later. I can feel the fats. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal today was better. Maybe cause Candy was there. Hahaha, and! Omg, free grooming lessons today. And! Free hairwash &amp; hairblow tmr. Not bad afterall. But still, I refuse to go la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114865110127540025?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114865110127540025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114865110127540025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114865110127540025' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114856880417582014</id><published>2006-05-25T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:53:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMNIT I FEEL DAMN FAT. JESSICA STOP EATING! OH, GP PAPER TMR, AND THEN THE CURSED COLLEGE DAY REHEARSAL. I'LL JUST PIG OUT DURING THE BREAKS PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, please cease my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, MY MUM MIGHT BE BRINGING ME FOR MIDNIGHT SHOPPING TMR. Great Singapore Sales! (: At least theres something to look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114856880417582014?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114856880417582014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114856880417582014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114856880417582014' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114848268673646552</id><published>2006-05-24T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:58:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCREW COLLEGE DAY PLEASE. I want to burn down the school. Then! No more college day. :D Any helpers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty bad I guess. COLLEGE DAY REHEARSAL. Sucks balls pleaseeeee. Waste my time. Had to wait for like more than an hour and to go up stage to pass the god the stupid batik. Okayyy, and so I rotted, decomposed, and entertained myself in the hall. AND GOT SCOLDED. Cause the teachers were blind enough not to see me. Bloodyhell. And then, there was a second rehearsal. OMG, I ALMOST DIEDEDEDEDED (meaning: died alot of times). Got pretty high when I loaned GuangLiang's french horn and YaoLun's trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT, I MISS BAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the teacher's requests for the actual cursed day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Stop looking sloopy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Walk with more confidence.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bun up your hair (WTF?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Smile/&lt;br /&gt;5. Wear heels &amp; blazer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER LA OMG. BURNBURNBURN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the day ended well. (: THANK YOU WEILING THE SMOKER FOR WAITING FOR ME. &lt;33 The smoker part, its self explanatory, LATER. Anyway, we dropped at FarEast to check out ParkShin. Shit, its super funny to see Ling get all excited over him. Hereen for her wallet later, and back to FarEast for ParkShin. And later, we got random and took these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/05-24-2006%2010%3B32%3B07PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/05-24-2006%2010%3B32%3B07PM.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE DAMN HIGH LA. THE NERD &amp; THE SMOKER. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114848268673646552?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114848268673646552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114848268673646552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114848268673646552' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114839673877170623</id><published>2006-05-23T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:05:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to keep myself awake by EATING. Starbucks coffee, DURIAN, dumplings, H20, and sweets. But I still feel like sleeping omg. THEN MY PHY HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE. My definition for energy is still Toro, Kunda, Niunai, Ahdi, Shuwei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I DOING ONLINE OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114839673877170623?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114839673877170623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114839673877170623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114839673877170623' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114830739795819958</id><published>2006-05-22T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:16:38.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today aint good. I saw my eyecandy once only. SNORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lao-hong&lt;/i&gt;-ed digestive biscuits are nice. (: Heee. I'm supposed to use them for my cheesecake, but nevermind la. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiling and I were dying when we saw Rain on YouTube in the artSTUDIO. ChiewSern thinks that we're mad already. I think he's madder. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Lucify/Jade gets through Revival Round for Superband. Lucify, for singing an ENERGY song, and Jade, for having some cute faces. I sound like a groupie omg. Okay, maybe I'm one. Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme creamy and cheesy random post. YES, EVERYTHING DOESNT MAKE ANY ELSE. I tried changing a new layout but it turned out like shit. Okay, so I spent an hour without doing anything, and OMG MY UNTOUCHED PHYSICS. Gheyness. Yhew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my compositions for my canvaspainting is out already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114830739795819958?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114830739795819958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114830739795819958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114830739795819958' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114822386623705541</id><published>2006-05-21T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:08:33.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;One moment, it was so good, and later, you treat us like we owe you a living. RAHHHH. It aint fun please!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritated over somethings. But nevermind. Shall put my mind on more important stuff. (: These two days were good. SHOPPING &gt; STUDYING. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was great! MI carnival with Wendy. Walked rounds, recalled some funny incidents around the school. (: Wendy made MI fun! Hahaha, carnival was pretty much alright. Hot actually. AND I MET SITI! But didnt really have a chance to talk to her. ): WE SAW COLLAR. He's cute damnit. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towned later. Walked to and fro down the stretch of Orchard Road 21561351 times, and we finally saw the superband people! MILOPENG WAS CUTE. Hahaha, I want that topshop necklace. Hung around, and the day ended with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/neos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/neos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, studied at BeautyWorld macs with Ling. Apparently, we thought it would be quiet cause its quiet ulu-a-ed, but it was super noisy pls. Plus Mikhail the busdiver suddenly appeared. Omg, terrorised. Town later. Yes, I know, again. But Singapore is small you see. Weiling finally saw Parkshin. Hahaha. I love Weiling. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDY LAU IS SUPER HOT. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/1119376328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/1119376328.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT I MEANT? KILL ME LA OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114822386623705541?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114822386623705541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114822386623705541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114822386623705541' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114805036711516472</id><published>2006-05-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:52:47.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAVINCI CODE IS CHIM. Shall got loan the book from someone. (: Apparently, Weiling said that the movie cut off alot of the parts. Haahaha, wasnt as nice as I had expected it to be. I'm probably too shallow for the movie la. And it almost killed my neck. Row2 la. Ohmytian. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI CARNIVAL TMR! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114805036711516472?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114805036711516472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114805036711516472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114805036711516472' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114802161851539141</id><published>2006-05-19T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T14:53:38.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah. The fried rice from the chickenrice stall is nice! (: With the bits of charsiew and chicken, and the blacksauce and chilli sauce, HEAVENLY. Whats more, its only for one buck. Okay, actually I was starving for today. Didnt eat alot. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAVINCI CODE LATER WITH THE GIRLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114802161851539141?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114802161851539141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114802161851539141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114802161851539141' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114795909287845310</id><published>2006-05-18T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:49:37.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I feeling quite high now. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, at 2024hours today, I got this message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hello. This is ____, secretary of archery. I need to know your reason for your absence on yesterday's training. Thanks!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I thought of what to send her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. I'm a bloody retainee. Meet me at the toilet at 2pm tmr and we shall settle this issue.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2. What training?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;3. I GOT REASON TO SKIP LA. WALAO.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;4. I quit.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I sound like some freaking ahlian. Anyway, I finally sent her this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Doing art for college day. Teacher excused one. Anyway I might be quitting archery. :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to add the smiley la. HAHAHA. Shit man, Carolina's so gonna get back at me real soon. Prolly during tmrs maths lecture whereby I'm gonna sleep again. I dont get her for nuts. HER ACCENT EITHER. Slap me please. I'm getting bitchy. But I seriously quitting archery la. Its sucking balls out of me. BORING LIKE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shutup Jessica, shutup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I did batik today! Damn hot there la, but fun. (: Claryce and her friend came down too. It was nice to talk to them. And thank god they came down. If not I wouldnt be able to complete the batik in time. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!! Tennis today. FINALLY after so long. Okay, I forgot almost everything. Tsk. But it was fun, despite the fact that I cant serve for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, some LOSER wrote into Newpaper about the Commitment Contract thingy. Or is it Non-commitment. OMFG, the guy is a bloody loser pls. I hope the cars run over him 254361 time and he lose his balls. HE CARRIES A MASHIMARO BAG LA PLS OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESSICA SHUTUP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114795909287845310?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114795909287845310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114795909287845310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114795909287845310' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114788105578613738</id><published>2006-05-17T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:50:55.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO MINGHAO! YOURE MY..&lt;br /&gt;..EYESHIT. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114788105578613738?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114788105578613738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114788105578613738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114788105578613738' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114787420359510536</id><published>2006-05-17T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:02:53.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M DAMN HAPPY LA OMG. KILL ME. I'LL BE HAPPY TO DIE NOW. HAHA. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAW PEARLS, VAL, HOONGY &amp;WEIBIN AT HOMETEAMACADEMY TODAY. :D HAHAHA, MISSED THEM LIKE HELL. ESP PEARLS AND VAL! (: HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, apparently, I managed to hitch a free ride from the councilors' bus after the PJ-JJ rugby match, and while waiting for the bus, the JJ councilors were there. Lovelove! Hahaha, but later both groups starting cheering and singing, and later the Pj schoolsong omg. I just stood there, and did nothing. Hahaha, I'm not the enthu kinda person pleaseee. Anyway, we ran forward later and started the ClementiTown schoolsong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADNESS. LOVELOVE. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CLEMENTI TOWN LA. WHAT TO DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs test was bad. Shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped archery today. I DONT CARE LA. The rugby match was definitely more exciting pls. I wanna quit archery already. Hahaha, boring boring and boring. AND I DISLIKE CAROLINA. I bet she knows that I dont like her. Haha, was like sleeping during her lectures pls. TRYING TO SLEEP ACTUALLY. Her ohsofunny accent is keeping me awake. I'm rather amused by it. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from constipation omg. HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DONT RAIN TMR. I WANNA GO FOR TENNIS DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;33 CLEMENTI TOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, PJ won JJ. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! PJ got on newpaper. Hahaha, heres part of the article. Stupid or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/news.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/news.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they should write in about the PJ pants issue too. I DONT LIKE WILLIAM HUNG.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Check the ratio of your uniform ahhh!&lt;/i&gt;" WALAO SLAP HIM LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114787420359510536?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114787420359510536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114787420359510536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114787420359510536' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114779398376923526</id><published>2006-05-16T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:39:43.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad is mad. He kept harping about our Taiwan trip. &lt;3 HAHAHA, I MISS TAIWAN DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/08-021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/08-021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, this is extrememly random. OKABYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114779398376923526?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114779398376923526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114779398376923526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114779398376923526' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114770157111133238</id><published>2006-05-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:59:31.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. I FORGOT MY KEYS TODAY, AND MY FOLKS WASNT AT HOME. SO I TOOK MY BUS FOR AN HOUR WATCHING SUPERBAND. ONLY MISSED BRODS' PERFORMANCE WHEN I SWITCHED BUSES. (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114770157111133238?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114770157111133238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114770157111133238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114770157111133238' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114761445576014379</id><published>2006-05-14T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:47:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW, IT SUCKS WHEN YOURE DAMN FULL THEN YOU SEE THOSE DARNED SPARETYRES OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET LOST FATS, GET LOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MAMAS DAY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5140002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5140002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEASTED AT A KOREAN RESTAURANT JUST NOW. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5140004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5140004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;3KIMCHI. REMINDS ME OF JAEHEE. &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5140007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5140007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATSUP WITH THE CABS. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;3 ENERGY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/c5a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/c5a8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114761445576014379?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114761445576014379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114761445576014379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114761445576014379' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114759449863297596</id><published>2006-05-14T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T16:14:58.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MILUBING!!!! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.mediacorptv.com/mblog/gallery/24/24-649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://blog.mediacorptv.com/mblog/gallery/24/24-649.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be at my tutorials now omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114759449863297596?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114759449863297596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114759449863297596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114759449863297596' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114753638003156254</id><published>2006-05-13T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:06:20.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR. I DONT LIKE RENFRED. I TOOK THE FOLLOWING PICTURE TO &lt;I&gt;GEK&lt;/I&gt; JACQUELINE. HAHAHAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: I DONT LIKE RENFRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5130154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5130154.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. I look bloody fat there. Wahpiang, someone kill me pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, LONGENTRY. Superband today. Wheeeee, long since I've got myself in this kinda idol-stuff already. DAMN FUN CAN. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon was just studying with Yo!ren and Yo!rick in school. I finished 3chapters of Econs within one hour can. 4th time going through PriceTheory. Kill me. I still dont understand the concept but I can memorise the notes already. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Weiling later. I've been saying wrong things today, almost killed her of heartattack. Hahaha, anyway, we were pretty late la. FORGOT WHERE TO ALIGHT. Ended up in Thomson Road. Tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Chiu &amp; her sis. Got in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5130005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5130005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT HIGH. WHEN MY NIUNAI CAME OUT. &lt;333 SO HOT PLS OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5130141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5130141.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Taiwanese hosts! I dont like JeffWang, but I love Taiwan. Should aiwujiwu. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NIUNAI I LOVE NIUNAI. But my cam sucks. I took a thousand and one BLURRED pictures. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the cheering part was torturous. Weiling couldnt cheer for Qi:nobe. I couldnt cheer for NIUNAI (&lt;3) &amp; Milubing. Okay la, later we couldnt control overselves, and we started cheering. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, KOHWEILING. STOP TRYING TO KILL ME ON NATIONAL TV PLS OMG. NIUNAI WILL KILL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QI:NOBE, 35.5/40. DAMNDAMNDAMN GOOD. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5130032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5130032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUL, 35.5/40 (Okay la, I dont like them although I kept cheering. I WAS CHEERING FOR THEIR SONG. Comeon! &lt;3 ENERGY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5130111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5130111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI LU BING!!!!!, 37.5/40 ((((((((: DAMN CUTE RIGHT OMG. KILL ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5130138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5130138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QI:NOBE and MILUBING was DAMN GOOD. LOVELOVE. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;AND THE GUY IN BLACK FROM AMBER IS SUPER CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;AND THERES A CUTE GUY IN XIARIFENG. Although I dont like them. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HOST IS STILL THE BEST. &lt;3 MY NIUNAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE A SNEAKY LIL THING IN THERE. EATING AND TAKING PICS. HAHAHA, NIUNAI TOO CUTE TO NOT TO TAKE ANY PICS OF HIM. HE WAVED AT ME AND WEILING CAN OMG. &lt;33 WEILING ROCKS LA. SHE CALLED OUT FOR HIM AND POINTED AT ME. AND HE SMILED. OMGGGGGGGGGG. LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ENERGY ): &lt;u&gt;Energy can dance AND SING pls.&lt;/u&gt; ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5130148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5130148.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;3NIUNAI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114753638003156254?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114753638003156254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114753638003156254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114753638003156254' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114744509155435649</id><published>2006-05-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:19:11.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. I FOUND A NEW HOBBY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5120004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5120004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. MAKING CHEESECAKES!&lt;br /&gt;Today's Blueberry Strawberry Yoghurt Cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay, I know it doesnt look nice damnit. But nevermind. Promised to make for Jorene and FangXuan. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my another hobby is studying omg. I'm mad hahaha. I've been studying everyday, even on Saturdays &amp; Sundays. NERDD. Haha! Good or bad? OKAY, I STILL DO SLEEP DURING LESSONS. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was good! This picture tells it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/DSC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/DSC00042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE! Hahas. Weiling, LeeChiu, Candy, &amp; Longzi. Names not in merit. I LOVE YOU ALL ALL THE SAME. Just a little little less than my husbands. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Magdelene-birthday-celebration-cum-class-gathering sort of thing at TurfCity. Only the fried chicken was nice can. I dont really like steamboat la. Hot oil dont like me. Keeps spurting out on me. ): It feels good to see the old faces. LeeChiu cried. Okay, I admit I didnt notice that she was crying until like, she was right infront of me. Probably to engrossed with the oh-so-heavenly chickenwing in my hand. Sorry Chiu! I still love you! Hahaha, now that the chickenwing is gone. Hehh, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, I'VE GOT TO MENTION THIS. THE ONLY TIME THE CLASS WAS UNITED AT ONE TABLE WAS WHEN WE WERE BITCHING ABOUT DARIUS THE DUCK. HAHAHAHAHAHHA, HE BELONG TO LOSERVILLE CAN. JIAQUAN WAS SAYING HOW DARIUS MSGED THIS GIRL AND TRIED TO HOOK UP WITH HER. OMG LOSER, AND LATER JIAQUAN MSGED BACK WITH ANOTHER NUMBER, STATING THAT HE'S XIAOFU. WTF. Okay, I dont really believe Jiaquan for the later part, BUT still, its bloody funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARIUS IS A LOSER. ROASTED PEASIZED BRAIN WITH VACUUM AND HIS LUMPS OF FATS HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a bitch. But nevermind. Everyone LOVES bitching about Darius. WE'VE GOT A PLAN! (: THE CLASS GUYS ARE BRINGING KENNETH &amp; DANIEL OVER. COOL OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I didnt retain. Tsk, I MISS 05A05. ): ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS STUDYDAY ANYWAY. I told you I have the makings of a nerd. Studying on a public holiday. Hahaha. Supposed to meet Candy in town to get our MothersDay presents, but I was late. SORRY CANDY! Met her up to go bpp instead. To study. :D Weiling came later. SHIT MAN. I CANT DO MY TUTORIAL. On Work, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ENERGY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &amp; Power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition for ENERGY: Toro + Kunda + Niunai + Ahdi + Shuwei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN? I'm so going to fail omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My playlist is filled with more and more energy songs. Hahaha, TORO, KUNDA. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;OOHH YES, &amp; SUPERBAND TMR WITH LING &amp;CHIU! THANKS CHIU FOR THE TICKETS. I'LL CHEER FOR BRODS EVEN THOUGH I LIKE MILUBING MORE &amp; I'M GOING FOR MY NIUNAI. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy realised that I've got a fetish for guys with eyebags. Eeeeks. HAHAHA, CUTE PLS. So! THICKEYEBROWS + EYEBAGS. ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND! GUYS WHO CAN DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="220" height="190"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d7-Z2Vtp4dE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d7-Z2Vtp4dE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220" height="190"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114744509155435649?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114744509155435649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114744509155435649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114744509155435649' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114734030634549857</id><published>2006-05-11T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T17:42:41.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOAH. I'M IN THE ART ROOM WITH THE ORIGINAL YIDALI. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blasting chinese songs now. Damn bad. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR TAN IS PLAYING IN A BBALL MATCH LATER OMG. I'm so gonna see it pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114734030634549857?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114734030634549857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114734030634549857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114734030634549857' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114726732096998263</id><published>2006-05-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:32:16.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHECK OUT MY HAND PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5100070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5100070.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Arrows flew towards my hand during archery.&lt;br /&gt;... Okay, I lied. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Work of some markers &amp; gloss. Yesterday's one was nicer though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite bored in archery now. I was like, super mean to this guy whos supposed to be my partner. Uh-oh. Hahahaha, the weather too hot la. :D Okay, maybe I'll apologise to him tmr or something. See how. Hahaa. Breakdance looks fun. BUT I'll probably break my neck instead of my fats. BREAKDANCE = ENERGY! &lt;3 Hahahaha, was looking at their videos on YouTube. LOVELOVE. Got damn high. I think Yowren kinda freaked out. Hahahaha, Toro was soo cute THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaclaurinQuiz and Physics Spa tmr. Die havent studied anything yet. I'm like lagging behind already. Happily sleeping in class everyday. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ya, thanks BoonKiat for the grassjelly today! Hahaha, the class was pretty much amazed by the wobbling jelly. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. PJC RUGBY WON CJC PLS. 50-0. OWNAGE. LIKE, TOTALLY. OMG AHAHHAHAHAH. YAY. :D Next week's with JJC. AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114726732096998263?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114726732096998263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114726732096998263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114726732096998263' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114710408244690037</id><published>2006-05-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:01:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayyyy. So I guess I'm pretty much paranoid. :D BUT, ahahahaha. Okay, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Weiling, Candy, Longzi, Nessa and the few others who listened. I really appreciated it. Lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChiewSern got pretty high to cheerup me today. Madness. Haha, he's probably the best art tcher around. I should stop bullying him. For a few minutes. Geee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 2.4run today. My timing was ok. Managed a C. NOT BAD OKAY. Considering I failed the first time trial, barely passed the second, and now a C! Hahahaha, and the best thing is, I walked about the same distance everytime and I'm improving. I'm walking faster hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Hendrie, Longzi, and BenTan later at BPP. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just finished making THREE strawberrycheesecakes. I hope it turns out well. HAHAHHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114710408244690037?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114710408244690037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114710408244690037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114710408244690037' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114684611896671463</id><published>2006-05-06T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T00:21:58.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the cars didnt stop at the zebracrossing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114684611896671463?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114684611896671463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114684611896671463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114684611896671463' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114675396432684474</id><published>2006-05-04T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:46:04.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling pretty random today. Some said that I was high, others were saying that I looked depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically slept through almost every lesson today. Tennis was cancelled. Dinner with Vanessa. Sightseeing was great. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114675396432684474?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114675396432684474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114675396432684474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114675396432684474' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114666253501685409</id><published>2006-05-03T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:36:26.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was starving, until a cutie saved me. So, I took a snapshot of him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MR CARAMEL CORN! &lt;33&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P5030118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P5030118.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKKAY. I know. Its dumb. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die man, haven touched 4 of my sova tutorials yet. WHY AM I BLOGGING OMG. Anyway, today was good. (: Shant elaborate though. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I SAW A PAP LORRY ADVERTISING IN TAMIL PLS. HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk out of school was fun. SHIT I'M NICE. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDED.&lt;br /&gt;OMG SOVA HOMEWORK KILLED ME. WTF. Why learn how to appreciate Art! SNOREEEEEEEEEE. JUST LET ME DRAW FOR PETE'S SAKE. AHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114666253501685409?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114666253501685409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114666253501685409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114666253501685409' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114658263084385226</id><published>2006-05-02T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:23:55.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="220" height="190"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAPrQkYgLS8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAPrQkYgLS8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220" height="190"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH THIS JUST MADE MY DAY CAN. OMG I MISS CTSS PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS LOW IS SUPER COOL PLS. AHHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;YOU SI GIN NA, YOU SUCK MY BLOOD.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO, SHE FORGOT BLOODY HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHHAHHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days. &lt;33 MISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND ONE MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="220" height="190"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X1Midasqz58"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X1Midasqz58" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220" height="190"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the school.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the people.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114658263084385226?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114658263084385226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114658263084385226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114658263084385226' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114657674962810859</id><published>2006-05-02T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:52:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Today's so up&amp;down. As in, my mood. Super random. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first lesson was art. I was feeling dissed actually. Everyone's doing nature except for me. Have to do some college day shit. Apparently, I'm the one doing most of the canvas when it isnt me whose supposed to be doing it. And then, another bomb came. The principal might want me to do the batik too. What the hell. My nature how. SNOREEEE. I was telling Weiling that I ought to be more scheming. You know, like those who study and does their work at home, and goes to school saying that they didnt study at all. YES THOSE LIARS. I should just learn from them. HAHHA, so bitchy. z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG BREAKSSSS LATER. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Physics lecture, GP essay test and PE! Today was rather productive. (: YAY. I listened to Physics lecture can! SUPER AMAZING. Although I &lt;i&gt;catch no ball&lt;/i&gt;. HAHHA, it probably Yorick la. Not a distraction at all. Would rather listen to the lecture than entertain him. SORRY BROTHER! Hahahaha. GP essay was alright. I just crapped my way through. AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA test today. Sucked. Hahaha, finished my fave two! Situps and sit&amp;reach. I'm sucha slacker. Hahaha, AND ALSO THE BLOODY STANDING BROADJUMP. I cant jump for nuts. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rugby match later! Went to watch. Against JJC. Shit man, I was betting that PJ would win la. And they did. BUT I DIDNT FIND ANYONE TO BET WITH DAMNIT. HAhaha, okay la, was quite high during the match, and cheered. Even though I dont exactly like the ruggers. BUT STILL, THERES GAB &amp; RETARDEDANIMAL ANDRE! Hahahahaha. Weiling was damn high dring the match. MAD WOMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, went running with Weiling after that. At the canal. Walao, the distance is more than 2.4km and I ran muchmuch faster than I did for my 2.4 time trial on the cursed track. WHY? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty amused by this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On 5/1/06, Tan Chiew Sern &lt;tan_chiew_sern@moe.edu.sg&gt; wrote:&lt;br /&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be reminded to hand in your 1. Coursework Proposal 2. Tutorial 1-4 and 3. Exhibition Report&lt;br /&gt;on the NAFA art exhibition this Friday (05 May 06)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also please do consult me regarding your practical (canvas painting) so that hopefully you will be&lt;br /&gt;able to start working on your canvas next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;tan chiew sern&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, AND I WAS COURTEOUS ENOUGH TO REPLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;OKKKAAAYY SIRRRR! WHY YOU SO NAGGY? HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;CONFIDENTIALITY: If this email has been sent to you by mistake, please notify the sender and delete it immediately. As it may contain confidential information, the retention or dissemination of its contents may be an offence under the Official Secrets Act.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOPS. But I dont care. HAHAHAH CHIEWSERN IS MAD PLSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, MIKHAIL, as promised! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;mikhail says:&lt;br /&gt;blog about me&lt;br /&gt;mikhail says:&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;mikhail says:&lt;br /&gt;im so cool &lt;font color=#666666&gt;(Yearight!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mikhail says:&lt;br /&gt;and im good at irritating &lt;br /&gt;mikhail says:&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;font color=#666666&gt;(AGREE!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mikhail says:&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;huiying! says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bitch went to Chinger's blog and scolded her la. WALAOAYE, people nowadays. CHEAPTHRILLS. Nuts man, nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss walking to school with Longzi. I miss &lt;i&gt;kajiao&lt;/i&gt;-ing LeeChiu. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm bored. I'm sad. Sigh. KILL ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114657674962810859?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114657674962810859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114657674962810859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114657674962810859' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114648943751644746</id><published>2006-05-01T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:49:08.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MAN. I'M TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's LabourDay. LABOUR, I went to work. Good that I'm richer, bad that there's the stupid napfa tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28057%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28057%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISTANA TO SELL ICECREAM AGAIN! Hello, greetings from the icecream-&lt;i&gt;sao&lt;/i&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, today was great. The fact that Nicole was working with me makes work more enjoyable. And I was pretty much into snapping pictures today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole's shoes &amp;BELLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28059%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28059%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D HE SLEPT FUNNY-LY. Some baby whos parents dropped by for icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28060%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28060%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICECREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28061%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28061%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me explain. Apparently, we found a caterpillar, and the other workers dropped dryice on it. So the poor creature got stuck and frozen on the dry ice. DAMN GROSS. And later, it was in a pool of greenliquid. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28062%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28062%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm married. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28064%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28064%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOREDNESS. I wasnt slacking okay. FINISHED SELLING ALL THE ICECREAM CAN. Did it outside the washroom LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28071%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28071%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR TIRED LEGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28072%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28072%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 NICOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28073%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28073%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BET SHE &lt;3s ME TOO. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28074%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28074%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, finally a proper pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28076%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28076%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we got HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28077%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28077%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28079%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28079%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it started raining later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28084%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28084%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery appearance by Daryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28085%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28085%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later, we got quite amused by the raincoats. AND WE GOT HIGHER. Even after we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28087%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28087%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28091%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28091%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28092%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28092%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28093%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28093%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28096%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28096%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28098%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28098%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I &lt;3 THE POLE CAN. 22! ADD A SEPT IN. :D MY BIRTHDAY! COOL OR WHAT. Ok, random. Haha.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28099%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28099%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28101%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28101%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/Image%28102%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/Image%28102%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'LL BE NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=red&gt;&lt;font size=10pt&gt;VOTE MIKHAIL; OWENS :D FOR HOUSE EXCO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; please stop calling me jessicko, you weirdo. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114648943751644746?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114648943751644746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114648943751644746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114648943751644746' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114640993864172787</id><published>2006-04-30T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:12:18.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. I'M A HAPPY GIRL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY BAG! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Its nice can. TOTALLY. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt cheated. Lmao. Theres some people online saying that NOVO sells it at 49bucks. Naturally, as a cheapo, I headed to gwc to check it out. WALAOAYE. Its the super small version one la. ZZZ. And since there's the rsh there, I just got mine there straight away. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene centre later with Cangy &amp;Weiling to study. Cause Longzi was working at the bookshop there. Unproductive, quite. Hahahaha. Weiling and I started snipping away with Candy's phone. Madness. And I kept shitting. And shitting. And shitting. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dailyscooped later with Ling. TODAY WAS SOOO GOOD. I had applepie and putuhitam icecream at Island Creamery, and peanutbutter and lycheemartini at DailyScoop. WALAO I CAN FEEL THE FATS I IN ME. But its really damn good la. HAHHAHHA. Lovelovelove. Some thing I love after my eyecandies! Ha. MAYBE NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town later for WANTON MEE. Die man, I'm addicted. Hahah went fareast before that though. Nothing much there. Town IS boring. ANYWAY, Weiling was pretty high while eating wanton mee. You see, there's this green shirt guy that she scanned &amp;targetted on our way there. And he ended up sitting at the table behind us. I WAS NICE TO HELP HER TAKE A PIC OF HIM. Ok damnit, I realised that he's quite cute after looking for awhile. Hee! And we saw him again at Cine. Weiling diedededed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK HE'S CUTE LA. YOU TWO ARE FATED OK? Hahahahha. You'll better pay me for the pictuers. :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was studyday! Ok. Funny incident yesterday. We were at the JEC foodcourt, and this ahbunehgirl turned and tapped on I-forgot-who's shoulders. And she said "YOU ALL JUST CONTINUE EATING. DONT BOTHER ABOUT US." Oh well, after she said that, OBVIOUSLY we started listening la. And skinny irritating looking guy friend was screaming vulgarities into his phone. Some chaoahbeng. LMAO DAMN FUNNY. Then we saw their books. SEC3/4 ONE OK. WTF. I just went, WALAO SOME SMALLGATHERGATHER. Translate! And you'll get &lt;i&gt;xiaohunhun&lt;/i&gt;. Crazy kids. And later they came and apologise. MAD OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop whining la. I cant be bothered anymore. SNORE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114640993864172787?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114640993864172787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114640993864172787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114640993864172787' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114623585202341589</id><published>2006-04-28T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:50:52.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, when something good happens, you'll forget all the bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114623585202341589?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114623585202341589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114623585202341589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114623585202341589' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114614888623659009</id><published>2006-04-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:15:34.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;GREENFORM&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bad-record-free! GOODYWOODY. Apparently, the class went to find him when I was sleeping in the artroom. Hahah, and he was in a goodmood, and HAHA NO GREENFORM. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was this&lt;s&gt; stupid&lt;/s&gt; cm ceremony today. THE TAG LOOKS DUMB HELLLLOOOO! Oomg, like priskl one can. CLEMENTITOWN PREFECT TAG LOOKS BETTER LA. Hahahha, wth, I'm not gonna wear that. NO WAY. Embarrassing. Oh! And the nationalanthem got jammed this morning. DAMN FUNNY CAN. NATION ANTHEM; THE REMIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKKK, I'm feeling pretty high right now. For some reasons. :D Those chatting to me shld know LMAO. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DennisYeo gave the BGR talk today. Make me sad only. Hahahaha, kidding. It makes sense la. DennisYeo and JamesKoh are one of the few tchers who can really communicate well with student. HAHA NOT FORGETTING CHIEWSERN. Anyway, the talk was more fun with Lionel &amp;Mikhail around. Hahahaha. Oh, and he was talking about some crush stuff. HAHAH REMINDS ME OF EYECANDYING PEOPLE. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaofu is boring. He dragged the bloody lesson for halfanhour. SNOREEEE. Irritating. URGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town-ed later with Weiling and Longzi. Actually Gerald &amp;Yushen were there too but they left early. WOAH I ATE ALOT. DIE MAN. Totally. Fats. URGH. ShilinChicken (:, YamiYoghurt (:, Hereen Wanton Mee (:. BURRRPPP I'M DAMN FULL. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THIS BAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/iwant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/iwant.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT WEEK. NEXT WEEK! I'm getting it WOOHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG MY MOM IS MAD. SHE'S DAMN HAPPY WHEN I SAID HER NEW-PERMED MAGGIMEE HAIR LOOKS LIKE KUNDA'S. LMAOOOOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114614888623659009?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114614888623659009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114614888623659009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114614888623659009' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114606572818589028</id><published>2006-04-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:35:28.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Die man. I dont want tmr to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114606572818589028?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114606572818589028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114606572818589028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114606572818589028' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114606412396986644</id><published>2006-04-26T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:12:28.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW, for the 1+ years of my life &lt;s&gt;wasted&lt;/s&gt; in pjc, I've &lt;s&gt;finally&lt;/s&gt; got a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;GREEN FORM.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blooody hell. Urgh. !@#$%^&amp;* Teacher who issued it, TBK. &lt;s&gt;Thanks ah, to think I was so happy that he was teaching him. Hello? 180degrees change from first three months. He was so nice in first three months can. And now? WALAO. Moodswing faster than the swing! Lmao.&lt;/s&gt; Ok, I'll probably get more than a green form if he sees my blog. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, half the class skipped lecture for GreenBazaar and he found ok. OKAY, OUR FAULT. Lmao, I'm in no position to comment. But a green form for a lecture is seriously quite mad. SNOREEEE. Moreover I went throught GraphingTechiques already. Sianjipua. I'm cursed. Totally ruined my day la. Bloodynehnehnehnehneh. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually a green form is like, a no-big-deal to the new j1s. But hello? I'm a bloody retainee. SIANNNN. But Mdm Lim said it wasnt that bad. But still. Die man. I'm so dead. We're like supposed to be trouble-free, or we'll be sentenced to death. Not even life sentence. WTF. SIANNNN. Tmr's death day. The ponners gonna see TBK tmr. Siansiansian. I hope a car runs over me just before I step into school. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. STOP WHINING JESSICA. STOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite enjoyable actually. Except for the bloody incident above. ZZZ. GreenBazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MADE 4BUCKS+!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ok la. Quite fun. But more to the sian side. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa made this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260108.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bought this from Candy! (: I really hope it grows. Hahaha, SUNFLOWERS! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, to NAFA for excursion. MADNESS. The art people are mad. Hahahaha. Most. They had sanitarypads advertisments in Chinese. Cool or what? Hahaha, Weiling and I got quite high on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROOF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260038h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260038h.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. No way I'm gonna show that pic man. NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel happier with the art people. Lovelovelove! Weiling, Nicole, Jacq, Mich. Even ChiewSern &amp;JingXiang! Hahahaha, its just different. I misss 05a05 too. ): Sighsigh. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we started playing around too. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiling's signature pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260065.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260065.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the decorations were nice, this piece was gross. Pardon the blur pics. But omg, the video there is OMG. Zzzz. Lmao. I bet Weiling liked it. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I started snipping away while walking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260099.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/1600/P4260102.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4064/171/200/P4260102.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Mich, Jacq &amp; Liyi later. OMG THE TOMYUM RAMEN WAS DAMN GOOD. And the fact that I was starving. One half meals today. COOL OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss 05A05.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I miss everything BUT what I'm going through now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha whiny bitch. SNOREEEE.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114606412396986644?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114606412396986644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114606412396986644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114606412396986644' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114597230146945981</id><published>2006-04-25T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:47:45.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kill me. ROARRRRR. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew today wouldnt be a good day. I suck. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I dont get forces, and Maclaurin's killed me. Gone man, GONE. JESSICA, YOURE DEAD. Shucks, I'm having a major loss of hair. 3548946 strands dropped today OMFG. Shit man, I'm balding. No, I'm dying. Wtf. Zzzz. Someone save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, WEDNESDAY TMR! Early dismissal. Yearight. Zzzz. GreenBazaar tmr. !@#$%^&amp; I HOPE IT ENDS SOON. And then, NAFA excursion. (: Hahaha, at least there's one thing to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANDY! Cheerup no matter what happens okay? Hahaha. We can have talks at the lake again. Hahah, kidding. I just miss the oyster egg. We're on the same boat la. Hahaha, let me know if there's anything okay? I'm feeling pretty miserable too. URGH. Lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenzong is irritating la. He took the iGallop picture out of the skin I made for him. YOU DIE MAN. I'M GONNA UPLOAD YOUR VIDEOS ON YOUTUBE. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Mianpaochaoren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395980-114597230146945981?l=pepperberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114597230146945981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395980/posts/default/114597230146945981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepperberries.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114597230146945981' title=''/><author><name>wabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09861015198063162191</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395980.post-114584884667796542</id><published>2006-04-24T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T13:53:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;CREATIVE JUICES COME TO ME!&lt;/i&gt; Ah-ha! Madness. I dont know what to do for art. Thene's NATURE. What the hell. So board. Do what shit? Oh! Maybe I should do on shit. Shit, I should stop talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP! Hahahah. Mad already la how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY IDEAS FOR NATURE OTHER THAN SHIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in the school library now with ChyeTee, whose book wrote '&lt;i&gt;faithfully attend lectures&lt;/i&gt;' when she's here beside me, and her Chem lect is upstairs. Wellwell. Hahaha. Jason&amp;Kenneth's behind, making a whole lot of noises. ZZZZZ. I hope GreatWhiteShark comes and blast at them. Wooohoo, showshow! (: Man, I'm evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE sucked. 2.4km. Walaoaye. I PASSED. (: Sucha slacker. Hahhaha, the stupid Lionel kept asking me to run. I PASSED, WALKING. RICEBALLS TO ME! Good or good? Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, BoonKiat thinks that HeJunXiang is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SEXY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &amp; his eyes are OMG. HAHAH BOONKIAT ROCKS LA. TOTALLY. RICEBALLS TO BOONKIAT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venessa is bored. WHY ME? Ok I'm bored too. I shall do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blog about 8 people whom you're strangely attracted to. You can use their nicknames. Be honest. Write down names of 8 people you want to do this quiz at the end. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HEJUNXIANG&lt;br /&gt;SAY WHAT. EVEN BOONKIAT THINKS HE'S SEXY LA. NEED I SAY MORE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CHYETEE&lt;br /&gt;ONLY REASON IS THAT SHES SITTING BESIDE ME. FORCES OF ATTRACTION. HAHA LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. RICEBALLS!&lt;br /&gt;SO NICE TO EAT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. OYSTEREGG AT EASTCOASTLAGOON&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY OR YUMMY. TAKE YOUR PICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. BILL GATES&lt;br /&gt;BIG MONEY BIG MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. KENNETH &amp; JASON&lt;br /&gt;MY FIST WOULD LIKE TO PUNCH THEM NOW. FORCES OF ATTRACTION AGAIN. So noisy. Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. JAEHEE&lt;br /&gt;(: WOOHOO. HE LOOKS BLOODY LIKE ______. BUT MORE SHUAI. AH-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. YOU&lt;br /&gt;HELLLLLO! Have you eaten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I seriously dont know what to type can. Hahahaha. NO EIGHT NAMES. I'm a loser. No one reads my blog. (: Hahahaha. Whos gonna be that bored to do it anyway? LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVE! &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHYETEE STOP BLOGGING/FRIENDSTERING. I KNOW YOURE HAPPY. LMAO. DO YOUR PW LA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDED!&lt;br /&gt;In the art room how. Fuck la. MissKpo's kpo-ing around. SNOREEE. 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