<?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-35339491</id><updated>2011-08-10T19:54:33.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue~</title><subtitle type='html'>Lightest shade of Blue is my favourite colour.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</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>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6553491611579160984</id><published>2010-11-13T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T13:41:36.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I think maybe I'm changing to tumblr... hmmm... anyway came to post about my cat. Her birthday just passed, it was on 9/11~ So she's officially 1years old! YEAH! Busy with my end of year project. Going for a vacation during the decembers, hope it goes well. Okay so that's about it. I forgot what I was going to say....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6553491611579160984?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6553491611579160984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6553491611579160984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6553491611579160984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6553491611579160984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5400606236306152247</id><published>2010-09-18T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:08:07.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie ruined</title><content type='html'>So my brother, sister and I were going to watch a movie. Last Thursday, we were late cause of bus, I suggest that we watch on Saturday. Everyone agreed and we wait. Today afternoon when we went there, we weren't late at all, lucky us. We got the tickets, food and drinks. Then we wait for about 30mins for the seating. The people in front of us just went straight through, the person ripping the tickets didn't even bother to look at them, they were so caught up in talking. So when it was our turn, guess what? They suddenly stopped talking and look at us. Then suddenly the girl becomes a good hardworking employee and decided that we need to prove we're all above 16. WTF is this. Before that they don't give a damn about the world, when it's our turn she wants a check?! My brother and I brought our ez-link so no problem for us, but my sister didn't bring hers (no money inside so didn't bother to bring). Then I told her that cause there was no more money inside so she didn't bring, but the girl flat out refused to let us in to watch the movie. SHE KNEW WE HAD BEEN WAITING FOR A FULL 30MINUTES JUST TO GO IN! SHE WAS THERE THE WHOLE TIME! STILL SHE REFUSED TO LET US IN. IT'S NOT LIKE THE MOVIE IS CROWDED OR SOMETHING! THERE IS OBVIOUSLY ONLY LIGHT VIOLENCE IN THE MOVIE! (I checked) STILL SHE REJECTED OUR ENTRY. She said she could give us a refund, or we could change our movie passes to other movie, guess what? THOSE FREAKING MOVIES SHE SUGGESTED ALREADY STARTED HALF AN HOUR AGO! SHE EXPECT US TO WATCH A MOVIE THAT HAS ALREADY BEGUN PLAYING?! AT LEAST SUGGEST SOMETHING BETTER! IF YOU'RE NOT KEEN ON SUGGESTING BETTER MOVIES THEN DON'T BOTHER DOING IT!&lt;br /&gt;When she said we can't and refuse to let us in, in my mind I was thinking "FUCK!" We were all ready and excited to watch the movie only to be rejected cause of a stupid thing? GTH! Damn pissed! We had a refund and went home, on the way to the bus interchange, I lost my appetite for the pop corns so I just dump it, was my $5, she should give me a refund for my pop corn too. My sister threw away her nachos and drink, another $7.50 down the bin. And before we left, I really think I heard them discussing about the incident with us. Well, I should file a complain, five people gathering at the entrance while only one is the person doing the ripping.&lt;br /&gt;Before we left, I purposely said "Too bad, looks like we'll have to wait for free ones that will be circulating around the Internet soon." Yeah, they heard me and stopped talking for a moment, but I don't care. If they think we're going to come back next time with everything ready then they're darn wrong. I think the DVD version should be out in Thailand, I'll have it soon and it's so much cheaper than going to the cinemas. If the cinemas closes down because of this, blame someone else, I only bought it cause it's cheaper. Who can resist stuff that is cheap and can be re-watched over and again until the disk breaks? Definitely not from the cinemas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5400606236306152247?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5400606236306152247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5400606236306152247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5400606236306152247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5400606236306152247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/movie-ruined.html' title='Movie ruined'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4467412791472809191</id><published>2010-09-10T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:05:01.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking pissed</title><content type='html'>These are probably the three most important things to look forward to in my life:&lt;br /&gt;1. The next time I'm going to get all the blame AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;2. Turning my siblings and myself into PERFECT children&lt;br /&gt;3. Earn money so that EVERYONE will be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before you leave,you need someone to vent your anger on the perfect target? Me, obviously. Then when you're done spoiling my mood you leave with a 'bang'. Then what? I turn perfect? Of course not. Then you'll come back next time and give me another round of this useless bullshit. Until I become 'like you' or one shot off the 'perfect child' mark. Ya, all these fucking shit that's not going to do anything good but spoil my mood just seems so amusing to you. When you're happy, make fun of me and my life. Not happy, blame all the fucking thing you can think of at me. What a great life you have, a person born to be you punching bag from day 1. When you come back and get angry, shout my name so that I can take everything. All my fault. Then later you say cause I'm the most mature among my siblings. What shit is this, if you don't bother thinking a better reason just say it, always the same reason, not bored?&lt;br /&gt;If you want to come back to a great home, call 3days before then I can get everything ready for you. I can even get my siblings to 'study' until you're gone just so you can be happy. You suddenly pop over and expect a clean house? What the fuck? Fuck this shit. Then I become a selfish child, then another whole row of fucking problems comes up again. Clean up the house and it takes only a few days to have an even coating of dust all over, you can come again at that time and then say we didn't do a shit to take care of the house. When we do a good clean up, where the fuck are you? At home doing whatever the shit you're doing. Why don't you visit when we had a good clean up? Always come at the most unexpected hours and want a sparkling looking place. Get real. The house will always get dirty again, since when will it ever be clean? You give me the date and I'll prepare for it to magically turn clean.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm in-charge of my siblings. You want her to get As, get her to start study because she wants to. She does want to save herself, then it becomes my problem. If she starts studying seriously, I'll gladly help her in her studies. I'm suppose to push her to study when she has no interest? I had no interest in studying too, no one helped me. I push myself to study. She doesn't have the drive, what am I suppose to do? You think I feel happy when I know she'll end up in normal soon? You think I'll be boasting to my friends saying that I'm the only one in the family that goes to express? You think I'm just another selfish bitch that's waiting for her to die? You don't know anything about me, you just ASSUME you do. Then you try to bend me to be your ideal child. I'm not even your child, can't you fucking give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;So this is my answer to you: You want a perfect child? Get your own child, then you can train him/her to be perfect. You can scold the shit out of him/her in front of me and I don't give a damn. You can also say "When you grow up, don't be like your useless cousin that is selfish and can't do a shit. I don't fucking care what the fuck you say to your child next time, you can bad mouth me or whatever in front of them so they can look down on me. I don't care. That's how I am, not happy? Your problem, solve it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;When you die, you can go down and tell the dead that you tried and then I'll go down and get trashed. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why the fuck am I writing in good english when I'm so fucking pissed. Fuck this piece of shit post. Don't ever comment on this fuck post until a week is over. Except Vanessa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4467412791472809191?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4467412791472809191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4467412791472809191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4467412791472809191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4467412791472809191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/fucking-pissed.html' title='Fucking pissed'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2756753139695945174</id><published>2010-08-30T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T19:53:37.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Okay so tomorrow I will be doing my presentation for Primer 1. Then  soon Primer 2 will be here... Damn it! After Primer 2, there'll be a final project... So draggy and stressful! At the start of the year end holidays, I'll be going to China for a trip :D Hope nothing happens... Vanessa still haven't gimme the date for the jacket... Ahhh... &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$#$@#$"&gt;!@#$#$@#$&lt;/a&gt;!@ Haiz... I dunno what to do now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2756753139695945174?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2756753139695945174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2756753139695945174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2756753139695945174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2756753139695945174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/08/update_30.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8243934855780063507</id><published>2010-08-27T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:45:21.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I just remembered something funny. A few weeks ago, my lecturer said something funny, "Look at your drawing, don't you feel like killing yourself?" When I heard it, I was thinking "WTH...?!" That was SUCKY TO THE MAX! The way he said it makes the sentence sound so funny. I know I shouldn't be laughing at people's misery, but that was really funny... I didn't stand up to see who got that scolding because I need to respect people's privacy, so I'll be laughing at some unknown person...&lt;br /&gt;The jacket money is still with me. Vanessa! When are we going to buy the jacket!! I feel so cold in class everyday, I want the comfy jacket soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so sucky cause I'm doing Primers... Damn I think there's going to be a Primers 2... Super sucky...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8243934855780063507?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8243934855780063507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8243934855780063507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8243934855780063507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8243934855780063507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1122333793081361426</id><published>2010-08-18T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:15:23.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>Birthday coming up in 4days. Seriously though, my primers is only half done. I need to return to school tomorrow to get a circle template which i forgot, powerpoint not done yet, design journal half done, haven't started colouring the plan... So the summary work is only half done... 2nd week almost over soon. For the last week I should be left with touch up on powerpoint and colouring. I'm not sure if the studio is open on the 3rd week cause I can't submit powerpoint at home. If the studio isn't open that means trouble for me... Darn, at the opening of the school I have to dress up formal for the presentation. Sigh... I gotta meet up with someone to do touch up on powerpoint together or else my powerpoint is gonna be substandard. Oh well, better get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1122333793081361426?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1122333793081361426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1122333793081361426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1122333793081361426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1122333793081361426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/08/updating.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1388365129539653750</id><published>2010-08-03T08:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:22:08.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>****ing pervert</title><content type='html'>So the other day I met a pervert on the MRT. The train was seriously packed like a can of sardines, at chinese garden, this guy came in and was beside me, his elbow was like touching mine and I don't mind because it was really very packed. Then at Jurong east, when the people all went out, I shifted to the other door so that I can get out easily later on at Dover. When I did it, he did it to. He shifted to a few steps away from me. I was starting to get suspicious of him, sixth sense I guess. Then I looked down naturally and saw his legs inching closer towards me, in my mind I was like "I knew it! Pervert alert! Beware!" Then his elbow was like touching mine again, so in my mind I was like thinking "Oie oie oie, what the **** are u trying to do u asshole!" Then I move further away, again he inched towards me until the elbow thing again. I was thinking "You go **** your mother la, ****er! If I'm wearing high heel, I'm so gonna make you trip so that I can 'accidentally' poke your eyes out with my heels and say 'ops sorry, my bad.' " Then I cleared my throat and switch my hands over to the other bar, he finally gets the message and inched away. So in my mind I was thinking "Glad you realised before I shout out 'What the hell you trying to do you asshole!', you better get out at the next station or else I will even if it means I'm going to be later than late." Then he left for clementi, that ****er, he's lucky I didn't catch a glimsp of his face or I'm gonna curse him until he drop on to the MRT tracks and get crushed by the MRT going by. Then I think the man in front of me, who was sitting down, saw the entire scene. He has no reaction until the pervert went off then he suddenly look up and glanced at me. WTF is this sia. GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH GTH you ****ing pervert. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$@%%%$#%$&amp;amp;^(^&amp;amp;#^!#^%*&amp;amp;*)*(($%!#sdfaegdsfgrt/"&gt;!@#$@%%%$#%$&amp;amp;^(^&amp;amp;#^!#^%*&amp;amp;*)*(($%!#sdfaegdsfgrt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1388365129539653750?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1388365129539653750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1388365129539653750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1388365129539653750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1388365129539653750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/08/ing-pervert.html' title='****ing pervert'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7568480358461457425</id><published>2010-07-28T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:15:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primers is making me nuts!</title><content type='html'>Doing Primers for my course is driving me insane! I always go home with a bad headache! ARGH! I can't remember what I want to talk about now!!! Tomorrow have OC presentation 60%, hope I won't get tongue-tied while presenting. I need to memorise the script and even until now I'm still editing it!!!! The jacket has dragged on for almost 3 weeks... Still haven't buy yet but Vanessa says she confirm this week can buy le. Need save up money for KB also... Too much stuffs to do and remember!!! Tomorrow also will have another truck loads of stuff for the primers to complete!!! So much pressure!!! Tomorrow also need to bring the A3 file and a T-square, I'll look so weird holding on to those while wearing formal on the MRT!!! DAMN!!! ARGH!!! I'm going insane!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7568480358461457425?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7568480358461457425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7568480358461457425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7568480358461457425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7568480358461457425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/07/primers-is-making-me-nuts.html' title='Primers is making me nuts!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4710407515313413893</id><published>2010-07-12T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:37:38.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So as I had expected, the primers did not go so well... I feel so sucky and angry after the thingy. Not going into details cause I dun wanna talk about it. Haven't buy the jacket yet, probably going this saturday or so. I want my PSP back! Sigh... Dun feel like typing now. I forgot need update on what le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4710407515313413893?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4710407515313413893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4710407515313413893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4710407515313413893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4710407515313413893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/07/update_12.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3893216675145498559</id><published>2010-07-08T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T21:30:35.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>For last week Friday, we had a trip to the Parliament House. Everyone was required to wear formal uniform, as I expected, everyone look stunning. One of my classmates was so tall.... Her original height was already tall, but when she wear high heels to go along with her uniform, she got even taller... Tomorrow also need to wear formally because of the Joint Critic session. For my group we are only allowed to do a silent presentation (We just run the slides, no talking or explaining) because today a member was really sick. It's so unfair, can't expect her to come but teacher won't give a chance for our presentation, well, it is our fault for not taking care of our body and fall sick on an important day... Still it's not really that fair even though other teams are also having almost the same case, teacher also disallow they to present, so now it becomes fair... ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, the thing is, yesterday, we (People from year 1 that was chosen to go) went for a mangrove clean up. On that day everyone seems fine but I had a very bad headache when I reached home, today two people fell sick, one came for the sake of the presentation but the other (Which is my sick groupmate) couldn't even get out of bed... I wonder if there's something wrong with the mangrove, like a virus spreading there or something... Hope they get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;Just now while checking on Neko, I realize she has a quite a bit of hidden scar!!! I freaked out, she's so beautiful but the hidden scars totally destroy my image of my cute cat! Damn all the other cats that did that to her!! Well, a cat's world is indeed different that what I had originally imagined, I really wish I can speak to cats and understand them... Well, that's the price I have to pay for giving Neko freedom and cat rights I guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3893216675145498559?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3893216675145498559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3893216675145498559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3893216675145498559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3893216675145498559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6225884421715645451</id><published>2010-07-01T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:19:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spongebob dream...</title><content type='html'>I dreamt that I was in a small room doing homework. Then the lights turned off, I walked to the switch and flip it on but it switch off by itself again. After repeating the same thing for awhile I finally got angry and said "****" while switching on the light. It stayed on, which cooled me down a little. Next something dripped onto my hand, I looked at it and it's green. The first thing that came to my mind is "Slime!" and I freaked while furiously wiping the slime off, then the walls starts oozing green slime! Surprisingly I felt calm, I knew I saw this somewhere before... Then I remembered "Spongebob", I waited for the phone call where I knew there will be nobody on the other line. I didn't know how long I waited, I pull out my phone and thought I missed the call, but there was no miss call. Then I heard a bus approaching, I went to the glass door and peered outside, the bus stopped directly across the road where the was no bus stop there... I knew that the guy with a hand replaced by a spatula will be dropped off, I was right! The bus left with a guy standing there. He walked across the road without looking both ways (because he's already dead) and I make a run for it, I zip behind a shelf and hid there. I heard the door slowly opening and the sound of the footsteps got louder, it's like he knows where I'm hiding at. Then he appeared in front of me, he was blocking the only way in and out of the corner, unless I push the shelf over (which is not possible). He got closer and raised his spatula-hand, a cold chill went down my spine and I tried to scream, but something was choking me. I couldn't see his face properly because he was blocking the lights and he aimed the spatula at the middle of my head and swung his spatula-hand. I knew that it will hit me and I'm gonna die but I was so scared I couldn't move. Then I closed my eyes and wait for it. Nothing came...&lt;br /&gt;When I open my eyes again I was in a black place, it was completely black that I'm surprised I can see my hands and body, I didn't know what to do except walk straight. In my mind a mini me was saying "Walk straight! There's definitely something there!" Then I saw the light! The bright light! In my mind there was now two mini me, one was saying "YES! THE LIGHT! WALK TOWARDS IT! GOGOGO!" and the other was saying "Damn! I'm too young to die! DON'T GO TO THE LIGHT! Keep wandering to somewhere else!" and they were fighting very furiously...&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was loosing my sanity and I shouted "I HATE THIS DREAM! WHY DO I HAVE TO CHOOSE WHETHER I WANT TO DIE OR NOT NOW! I HAVEN'T EVEN REACH 20 YET!" Then something dropped on my head, it was really painful, I looked at it and saw it was an alarm clock, then it started to ring! It was so noisy that I got up and switch it off before going to sleep again. My sister woke up late because of this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6225884421715645451?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6225884421715645451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6225884421715645451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6225884421715645451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6225884421715645451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/07/spongebob-dream.html' title='Spongebob dream...'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4860422776200140080</id><published>2010-06-27T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T18:00:49.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>An update before the month ends, I've been trying to put up a post for sometime, even though I could do it using my phone I didn't bother. I'm really moving at the end of this year, so I'll be even further away from Vanessa... Sigh... Hope she does well for her first year, please let her go to university successfully. It would be bad if she has to transfer to poly halfway...&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch A-team with buddies (It happend almost at the beginning of the holidays), their review was good. The character I love the most was Murdock (Dunno if name is correct), cause he's crazy and funny. Come to think of it, my sister is nuts, Vanessa is crazy also (we can talk crap for as long as we want and I think I infect her to become like me..) , not to mention myself... I think I have weakness for crazy people... Well, my cat is a bit crazy also, like how she always come into the room quite early in the morning to attack my legs (my sister is the main victim of this assasination). Collar was found but now it's missing again, I don't think I want her to wear the collar anymore... Hope it comes back please (whoever that found it) don't throwing...&lt;br /&gt;I went to RWS with Vanessa, she bought her jecket which cost $102, I 'm also buying one of a different design then we can swap whenever we meet. It's so expensive! WHY!!!! I RATHER SPEND IT ON GOOD FOOD!!! Sobs... I'm currently saving up for it... My money...&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's only one thing I'm gonna say "FOOD OVER LOVE!", although it has nothing to do with spending money on expensive brand... sigh... I've got to stop persuading myself out of buying the jacket from VS or else Vanessa is going to upset... ARGHHHH!!!! MY MONEY!! I JUST CAN'T GET OVER THIS EVEN AFTER SO LONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;I bought formal uniform already for the presentation... I can't believe I have to wear that for every presentation from dunno when onwards... Sigh... &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think this is all, holidays are so short only two weeks and there are things to be done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4860422776200140080?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4860422776200140080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4860422776200140080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4860422776200140080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4860422776200140080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6898605003172290984</id><published>2010-06-02T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:36:21.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP IS OVER!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY TODAY THERE'S NO CIP! TODAY'S A FREE DAY! OUR TEAM COMPLETED 11HOURS OF CIP AND WE'RE THE FIRST TO GROUP TO COMPLETE IT! TEACHER WAS SO PLEASED WITH US! WE EVEN FINISHED THE POWERPOINT SLIDES OF THIS TRIP TO THE DISABLED CENTRE. IT TOOK US ONLY THREE WEEKS, EVERY WEDNESDAY. YES YES YES YES~~~!! SHE SAYS THAT IF OUR PRESENTATION IS GOOD, SHE'LL SNEAK SOME EXTRA MARKS TO US! I know I shouldn't be broadcasting this, but I really think teacher is going to be fair to all, even though she didn't hide the fact that she is very happy. WELL WHO  CARES (maybe I do... a LITTLE, hehe)  SHE SAID IT TO MAKE US HAPPY I GUESS,, BUT AT THAT FIRST 2  SECONDS SHE SAID THAT I WAS REALLY HAPPY! SO WHATEVER, EVEN IF SHE DON'T GIVE EXTRA POINTS IT'S OKAY! WAHAHAHAHAHA NO MORE CIP!!!! SO HAPPY! SO HAPPY! SO HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6898605003172290984?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6898605003172290984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6898605003172290984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6898605003172290984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6898605003172290984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/06/cip-is-over.html' title='CIP IS OVER!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2730262908006764700</id><published>2010-05-24T08:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:29:49.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24.5.2010</title><content type='html'>On saturday, I went to Pulau Ubin with Eric and Shaun. It was fun. A lot of walking but the sea breeze at Chek Jawa is good. We practically just hang around there and the mangrove to do our ENSP project. There were a bunch of bir d watchers in a part of the mangrove with their professional equipment trying to capture the image of a rare bird. The most IMPORTANT thing is that this place reminds me of the time when Vanessa and I rode the couple bike together, it was so fun that ttime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During sunday, Neko got tangled up in a nylon rope and ran up the tree in fear. The rope was tangled all over the tree and she was choking because of the rope. She even jumped into the neighbour's backyard, right into a thorny bush! It scared the life out of me, I told my sister to bring a stairs here and a scissors. She did and I climbed up to cut the rope, I freed her after I cut away a few thorny branchesthat was keepinig her trapped in that awkward position, then she hopped into the hole where the root of the plant was. She refuses to come out to me and stayed in the hole at the backyard. We borrow a torch light from another neighbour and decided to do the craziest thing ever, my sister climbed into the backyard of the neighbour with the stairs, I did not enter as she was going to try and 'dig' Neko out, so there's a chance that Neko might jump out. After 5 minutes, no sign of her, my sister said she searched the whole possible area that Neko could hide or run to, but nothing. The house was locked, all the windows were closed, so we DID NOT take anything from the house. All the time she was inside I was hoping nobody saw that, then this image was going through my mind: we're gonna get caught by the police, then in the two-way mirror room thingy, we're going to confess about Neko but they will not listen. We're probably gonna cry about it and said it was a desperate atempt but police won't believe us. W're going to end up in girl's home for breaking into a house or a criminal record and then we can just die at the streets cause no one will wanna hire us.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway nothing happend so far, my sister came out and I suggest she already ran home so we should go home and look for her. We did, but she wasn't there, had a quarrel with mom because I was so pissed off and worried that I can't find Neko. She was giving me a crappy time saying "Where were you?" "Just let the cat die la! Why go find it!" Then I was wandering outside when my baby came to me, she meowed and I caught her. I quickly cut away the rope that was still tied around her neck at home, she was free! I was so relieved that I feel like jumping for joy. I went back downstairs and sort of apologised to my mom, my cat stayed home the whole night. I hope she wasn't traumatized by this incident.&lt;br /&gt;She haven't had any  signs that she's traumatized, still the same her, still running about and come back to sleep whenever she want, althought I think she's staying home for longer periods of time now. What a relieve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2730262908006764700?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2730262908006764700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2730262908006764700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2730262908006764700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2730262908006764700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/05/2452010.html' title='24.5.2010'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2638034908943481050</id><published>2010-05-19T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:18:58.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP Day</title><content type='html'>Okay so today is the CIP day again. We're (Amalina, Louise, Mack, Ethan, Shawn Lim, Zi Fang, Kenneth, Zhi Yong, Jolene, Maisarah and me) are going back to the disabled centre to help out by giving free labour. I think we're doing 7hours starting from 2pm, it means we're doing until 9pm...&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of training my cat to do tricks during the June holidays where I should have loads of time, I hope... I really need professional advice on this because my cat is 6-7months old and my sister says it's too late for her... I'll go check up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2638034908943481050?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2638034908943481050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2638034908943481050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2638034908943481050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2638034908943481050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/05/cip-day.html' title='CIP Day'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1224926467809286692</id><published>2010-05-17T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:36:10.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Taking Mania!</title><content type='html'>I'm currently taking photos repeatedly because all the one I took for my model seems wrong! This is nuts!&lt;br /&gt;During Friday the nature walk for ENSP was so tiring, I think we walked for more than 12km... My legs were sore when I got home and I feel like dying! It's still a little tired even until now.&lt;br /&gt;For our ICE 2, it's like heck! I can't get the correct nice looking picture for my model... My skills seriously sucks, can't blame anyone for that...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow need to head to school earlier to finish up the ICE  2 and I need to do ONOW. Sigh, there's still an exercise too... Wednesday need to do CIP at 10am for 7hours that means until 5pm+ I think... Thursday need to edit PP slides for PLT and submit it... So much work to do! Sigh.... Hope I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've been thinking I should get some shots of Neko and use it to make a blog skin for my personal use... But I need a heck loads of time, which doesn't seems to be appearing anytime soon... Oh well, I guess I have to postpone it until further notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1224926467809286692?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1224926467809286692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1224926467809286692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1224926467809286692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1224926467809286692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/05/photo-taking-mania.html' title='Photo Taking Mania!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5459631586396032024</id><published>2010-05-13T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:43:55.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>Today there was a presentation for OC (Oral Communication), it was suppose to be 3-minute long. I brought along my script and read almost all that was on it, at the end of it, I was told it was 6minutes long! What the... I thought I talked for about 3 minute-4minute only. Wow, I hope I get good scores. I have a feeling I was just talking crap all the way. When I hold the picture of the Lavender up I was actually shaking, it was cold but it was actually because I was so nervous. I memorised the whole paper but when I stood up in front of the class, I keep referring to the paper. A classmate told me that I looked very confident, that surprised me and when I told her that I was actually shaking, she told me she didn't realise at all.&lt;br /&gt;Neko has been having a little problems... I don't know why but I just sensed that there is something wrong with her. She seems so jumpy and she sprayed at my grandmother! It's the first time I seen her doing it! I really think I need professional advice about taking care of my cat, I read books and follow accordingly, somehow it still feels wrong. WHAT IS WRONG! I have no idea at all. Sigh... and I wanted Neko to have at least a few kittens... AHHH! Kittens are so cute. Neko is such a loner, she can't make friends at all, probably because her mother abandon her at a young age and she has no siblings, so she don't know how to communicate with other cats. I realised that she is always the one to hiss at other cats first, then the other cats come to attack her. Sigh... I think my sister and I should bring her out to find other cats more often, then she'll realise the way to make friends with other cats (hopefully). I had the wishful thinking that Neko will make friends with dogs. LOL! If I had expose her more to other cats when she was younger, she might not be having too much problem now. Too bad I was over-protective of&lt;br /&gt;Neko... Oh my baby! And my sister will never stop treating her like a rag toy! Damn her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5459631586396032024?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5459631586396032024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5459631586396032024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5459631586396032024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5459631586396032024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/05/presentation.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4547983025111198394</id><published>2010-05-10T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:58:39.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.5.2010</title><content type='html'>Okay so last week during CCA is had a stomach cramp midway which totally sucks, my performance did a sudden drop, lucky the senior call us to have a water break. Well, after the break I didn't go back because my stomach cramp took turn for the worst... I guess this is what happends when a person who does not really like exercises sudden;y join a sports CCA... How crappy, I'm so weak! My CCa day is on Thursday I think it's 5pm until 10pm. It's very late by the time I went home, with no dinner! So Wednesday is still a free day! YES!&lt;br /&gt;Neko has been bothering me early in the morning since last week too, I have no idea what is it for but she just keep purring loudly in front of me. I changed the water in her bowl but it didn't seem like it helped. I wish I can talk to cats, then I can know what she's thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4547983025111198394?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4547983025111198394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4547983025111198394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4547983025111198394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4547983025111198394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/05/1052010.html' title='10.5.2010'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1297121813343696443</id><published>2010-05-01T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T14:17:53.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/5/2010</title><content type='html'>So today is the first of May and Neko's medication is ending tomorrow. When we catch her, clamp her hands down and force her mouth open, she will make noise like desperate purs and struggle about to try and get free. The poor cat, finally the torture will stop. Neko has been very jumpy and bitey these days, I suspect it's the medicine, probably overdose or what but I always feed her the correct amount so I'm not sure why. She's always being bullied by the neighbour's cats, they will attack her and chase her, she will obviously run home to hide cause she's very scared of cats that are bigger than her. She's so inexperienced in fighting that she run away on sight of bigger cat hissing at her, not that I want her to go fight with other cat but at least have a little experience and back bone.&lt;br /&gt;So next week monday I still need to attend school, so unfair Vanessa don't need to attend school while I need to! There's japanese course at night also, sigh... I 'm thinking of changing blogskin but I dunno need to change to what. Need some ideas or inspirations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1297121813343696443?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1297121813343696443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1297121813343696443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1297121813343696443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1297121813343696443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/05/152010.html' title='1/5/2010'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1619363489119212928</id><published>2010-04-28T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:16:32.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>Okay so I stayed at home doing homework the whole day today. Finished task B and ONOW, not sure where to write the reflection at (remember to ask Mr.Sonny), design journal(?) and lastly the PowerPoint (don't have A3 scanner at home) how are we suppose to do it when there's no time to do it in school, submission date is next week Tuesday... The clock's ticking. Need to get into the &lt;a href="mailto:e-learning@SP"&gt;e-learning@SP&lt;/a&gt; but it keep getting stuck! What the &lt;a href="mailto:heck!!@#!@#$!@#$"&gt;heck!!@#!@#$!@#$&lt;/a&gt;!@ So I'll have to wait until tomorrow before I can get the rest of it all done I think. Going for CCA day on Friday, hope there's a few classmates going then, it'll be boring to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya coincidentally yesterday(Tuesday) I heard someone calling me, I turned around to see TCH and WP, they looked so different firstly their hair is dyed brown not full brown but somewhat brown. I don't know if they've grown taller because they always seem tall to me (I'm a shorty). TCH asked me what course I was in and I said LA which is under Architecture and the built environment and surprisingly he said "Whoa." That raised my eyebrow (not that I really did it but I could), but maybe he said that to respect me and my classmates that happened to be there, then ZF (my new friend) suddenly said "Hi CH." (I think that's what she said) and they talked a bit but I was actually listening to the 'other bunch' (my classmates) talking, I know it's rude but I somehow wanted to tune in to 'another channel', anyway it's kind of awkward for TCH to talk to me since he doesn't really talk to me back in secondary school days. So talked abit then train came and we went into different doors and the bunch of classmates were making noises and blah, blah. &lt;all&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neko doesn't like medicine and is always making a din when I feed her the stuff. She always make a mess of herself my vomitting out some of it onto her fur... Hope her attitude becomes better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1619363489119212928?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1619363489119212928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1619363489119212928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1619363489119212928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1619363489119212928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/04/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6517485058134267680</id><published>2010-04-21T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:58:31.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My course</title><content type='html'>So I got into Landscape Architecture course in SP. When I was told that Wednesday was a free day I was OVERJOYED! but then recently I was told by er... Mr.sonny who is the teacher that it's suppose to be a CCA day... So disappointed... Sobs... Tomorrow need wake up very early and monday is a  cannot be late day. The worst of all is my art sucks very badly, now what am I going to do... Luckily no maths, just alot of art. Don't really want to talk alot about the course, still in orientation week but tomorrow have oral communication lessons because the instructor wants it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Change of subject, just now brought Neko to my sister's tuitor's house to be friend with her cat. When they met each other, her cat ran off at the sight of Neko and Neko hissed at him, but then after that her cat hissed back and Neko run to the back of the sofa to hide... For the first five minutes the three of us (sis's tuitor, sis and me) thought that he was afraid of Neko even in his own territory... then after that when he really wanted her out, he tried to attack her, we had to split them up and he scratched his own owner! So bad tempered, so Tai lao shi (tuitor) trap him in one of the rooms. Then after half an hour we let him out to try again, same reaction, at first he doesn't seem to mind and Neko didn't react but after awhile he started hissing at her and she ran behind the sofa to hide again. He did the same thing, when Tai lao shi tries to calm him down he turned around to scratch her, we push him into the same room and close the door to trap him inside, he also continue hissing for awhile before purring to be let out.&lt;br /&gt;While on the MRT Neko keep meowing to be let out to at least see where she's at but I kept her zipped in the bag because I think we're not allowed to bring pets up MRTs. The people on my left, right and those standing in front of me kept eyeing my bag as it is fidgeting and meowing... I think this is about it.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what CCA should I choose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6517485058134267680?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6517485058134267680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6517485058134267680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6517485058134267680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6517485058134267680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-course.html' title='My course'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4778969758919949326</id><published>2010-03-23T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:30:05.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neko's life 2</title><content type='html'>Neko's head always smells like fish. After eating her food, she will groom herself and pass the smell onto her head... Fishy... And there's a small black brown tumour at the roof of her mouth right behind her teeth... I dunno how it got there but I tried prying it out, feels like it's stuck there as a part of the mouth. I need to get it to the vet to check it out and Neko hates the flea powder. My sister suggests that the fragrance from the flea powder overpowers her own body smell so she doesn't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4778969758919949326?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4778969758919949326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4778969758919949326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4778969758919949326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4778969758919949326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/nekos-life-2.html' title='Neko&apos;s life 2'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1428380937045185713</id><published>2010-03-20T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:02:48.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neko's life 1</title><content type='html'>Manage to get my hands on the computer, need to type this post quick.&lt;br /&gt;Neko's info: She is about 5 months old+&lt;br /&gt;She has a weakness for moving objects especially small round stuff and bells&lt;br /&gt;She hates(I think) being alone, dark and she has a great fear of my sister.&lt;br /&gt;My sister does things to her like spinning her around, putting her in a box and roll the box/shake the box/ some other crazy thing. Because of my sister, Neko has got a very bad FTS(Fluffy Tail Syndrome), it means she will make her tail look fluffy which will warn my sister that she WILL bite if she wants to, but most of the time she'll take this chance to run and hide under the sofa. There are three stages of it, first her tail will become fluffy, next her tail will puff out to look more like a squirrel tail and finally the fur of her tail will expand out so much that you can see her 'real' tail which is the size of a rats tail but very bushy so we call it 'rat' tail. So it's fluffy, squirrel and rat, when she is near dogs especially the one right next to us(neighbour's dog) she will have rat tail but recently changed to squirrel. Anyway to warn my sister of an attack, she only fluff out her tail. I need to go now, glad I could put in the info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1428380937045185713?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1428380937045185713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1428380937045185713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1428380937045185713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1428380937045185713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/nekos-life-1.html' title='Neko&apos;s life 1'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3127611374404153828</id><published>2010-03-10T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:07:27.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Enrolment Failure</title><content type='html'>A lot of things happened since the last time I made a post. Went to eat at KB then I started going church every Saturday for quite some time. Neko has been sexually harassed by another random street cat and I almost want to catch and torture him but he ran off before I got out of the door. Big fluffy white cat Blacklisted and might be dying sometime soon, I mean it. Some stupid trouble with the online enrolment, want me to log in when I haven't been given any information on how to log in (Don't know my log in ID and password), vexed and angry and that means tomorrow I need to call to check with the people. I clicked on the HELP at the corner of the page but it won't load (Stupid thing!) Then went with Vanessa to XX for a 'little something', Vanessa also feeling very vexed because she dunno whether she will like 'it' if 'it' happens. I'm not revealing anything and it's not censored stuff that cannot be published up, it's just like her secret until 'something' happens. I'm thinking of calling my grand daughter Neku, maybe Neka(Neko's kittens). My sister has been ill-treating Neko for a while now, she will pick her up and spin in circles around the house until they both can only walk like drunkards, very funny but resulted in Neko being very sensetive when I just want to carry her, she even bit me thinking I'm going to spin her around too, Damn my sister. These are the stuff I just thought of to blog and I dunno when I'll be able to lay my hands on the computer, since I've been banned from it at the start of this year or maybe it was during December of last year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3127611374404153828?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3127611374404153828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3127611374404153828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3127611374404153828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3127611374404153828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/03/10032010.html' title='Online Enrolment Failure'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7569791922406751048</id><published>2010-02-13T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:07:59.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>Neko is now 3 months 2 weeks old. I'm thinking of changing it's name to Neku or something (it's better than the other options with Nek in the front, imagine I calling a cat Neki or Neka... Neka isn't so bad but Neki is completely weird and gay) cause everyone always call their cat Neko so un-creative... Can't change to some completely different name because she might not know we're calling her. She reacts and comes when her name is called, which is a good thing, but sometimes when she's caught up doing her own things she'll ignore it. Bad kitty.&lt;br /&gt;Sister left for Malaysia just now, I think I wanna go next year...but hm.... need to help her take care of her lobster (a small one) and terrapins darn it.&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa's feeling stress about her JC life. Sigh... dunno what happen to me... Someone told me that my course (Landscape Architecture) need to work very hard...&lt;br /&gt;Finished eating reunion dinner already, we always eats early because on the actual day our aunts and uncles will be visiting their friends, etc. to eat with them so its been like since as far as I can remember it. Nothing unusual except maybe to others? I got my red packets :) I've got $*** for this year. Yep! It's quite a lot! Weeeeee~~!&lt;br /&gt;I've been unable to land my stubby little paws (as said by squidward) on the lappy cause my uncle says I'm not using it wisely. Still finding linkin park songs from A-Z but no chance to work on it since I started the idea. Continue waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7569791922406751048?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7569791922406751048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7569791922406751048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7569791922406751048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7569791922406751048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/02/updating.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8176222521727872901</id><published>2010-01-24T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:54:07.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neko</title><content type='html'>Today Neko is finally 2 months and 3 weeks old, if i remember properly. My sister found her when she was about 2 weeks old, wonder what happen to her mother. Anyway she was trapped in between some bricks and was meowing very badly, then my sister brought her home. We put her in a big box that we happen to have at home, we put in some towels and a bowl of water for her to survive the night. The box was initially left outside the house, then it was left inside the house, then there was the basket with cushion (provided by brenda, my sister's friend) and litter box with soil and upgraded to sand after awhile. And finally there was no need for litter box because Neko goes to the front or back yard to poop/pee. Neko is so fluffy and cute and tiny, but now she is like FAT! (maybe she doesn't look fat but to me she is) and hoppy and still kinda cute and always run up to the second floor to desturb my sleep. Ever since my sister taught her how to climb stairs, she's been making it a regular habit to do it. She climbs up trees then purs for help! what kind of cat is she! Can go up but cannot come down! I had to hit it down with a long stick borrowed from a nearby worker, sounds cruel but that's all I could do at that time, unless you want me to call the fire fighters of something to borrow a ladder. Then Neko's front paw (can't remember left or right) was stepped on by weilin, next came the tail, my sister closed the door and neko silently slips through only to have her tail trapped at the door, she was in such pain (her paw wasn't healed yet at that time), then her paw was stepped on again after it was healed including her tail. Poor Neko, now there is no more such incidents and she's still alive and hopping. Phew~&lt;br /&gt;Next week getting posting results! Hope I can make it, Vanessa feels that she's getting into JC or optometry.... Wish her GOOD LUCK for this hard journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8176222521727872901?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8176222521727872901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8176222521727872901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8176222521727872901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8176222521727872901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/01/neko.html' title='Neko'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6846392018292843286</id><published>2010-01-15T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:52:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAE sucks</title><content type='html'>I just submitted my JAE. There was some trouble at Vanessa's house because I forgot to bring the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt; FORM A&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so just when I was thinking of going home to get it, Vanessa call me to call my brother. I didn't know what it was for and said "For what?!" and she replied "To ask him to go home and read the pin out over the phone, so I don't need to go home!" Then I was like "Oh! I see" (Why didn't I think about that...) anyway it worked and I saved bus fare and submitted without any problems. I'm currently really craving for some mashed potato from KFC, cause Vanessa deprived me of hers. I wanna eat~!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This happened sometime ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like mad looking for the Pangya game, yes? Luckily I found it! Woohoo! First we went to Taka to see if we can get it which was almost impossible cause that was the first place Vanessa went to find hers, with no success. Then when we reached there the person told us to go check the game shop at Orchard Central and some other places, we were a little disappointed but still went there. I was not really very enthusiastic about it because I really didn't think I was going to get it there. Then we went to the shop and Vanessa said "Guess what." But at that time she didn't see the pangya game, she's just saying it to make me nervous. Then I was like "What! It's really there!" and then Vanessa saw the game and took it out and I was like Holy shit but I said "Holy Shrimp!" I think it's got something to do with spongebob, but it's better than saying the original. So anyway I took the game from her and said I wanted to hold and shiver for awhile, which I did. Then anyway I went to the counter to buy it. I was so happy that I want to go home and play immediately. When we came down we saw this big sticker advertisement which was at the wall, the ad. is this swing something and there is a women at bunker, so Vanessa said "Look at that, it's a sign from god that we're going to get pangya here.", we commented a little about it which I will not write it here but it's nothing bad. We then went to write New Year resolutions at the ? floor (can't remember) then I wrote "Hope my cat don't get knocked down by car" It's because my uncle say he predict my kitten will get knocked down by car. Then Vanessa said "Eh!Look!" and I did then there was another post quite close to mine which states "Hunt down the person who knocked down my cat" and I was like WHAT THE HECK?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm almost done and I'm going to make it quick. Next was the time when I was in Bangkok. I went to eat at the Oyster bar which was quite nice but I think oyster is not my type of food. It was quite fun there but we go there most of the time so it become like nothing much anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay the last input---&gt; 1 Baht can be used to take your weight on the public machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  ---&gt; 2 Baht can be used to get a glass of plain water from some public eatery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  ---&gt; 3 Baht can be used to get into some public toilet (so can 2 Baht, depends                                               on where you are)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one last thing, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6846392018292843286?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6846392018292843286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6846392018292843286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6846392018292843286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6846392018292843286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2010/01/jae-sucks.html' title='JAE sucks'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3838513479999562368</id><published>2009-12-04T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:40:38.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Okay I'm doing this cause Vanessa wants me to update my blog. I've been feeling too lazy to update it because of O levels and after it. So many things happen and I try to add as much details to it as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: The graduation night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this Vanessa told me her MOM already bought tickets to leave the day after the last paper AND THE DAY BEFORE THE GRADUATION NIGHT! I was like WTF! and she was like YES I KNOW! Then after that we were moaning (Over the phone) over how sucky this is but she LEFT anyway so back to the main point. I went to shop for my stuff that evening the day Vanessa left (She left at a 12mm flight or 2am, can't remember). Luckily got a dress that was just my size, bought some make-up (It was more expensive than the rest of the items) and bought high-heels. Went home need to learn everything in 2 hours and go to sleep. Next day morning need to learn to walk properly with the heels. Then my uncle was asking if he sent me there or I go with friends (T and L), I said I go with friends cause I dun wanna go early and stand there waiting for them. Then at the appointed time, I met L but she tell me she going to find T cause she need mascara (wonder if I spelt it correctly) then I was like WT..? So late le still on make-up?! Then L is like ya I know. Then we went to her house, sat the wrong bus need walk back then reached (people was like looking at us on the bus). When she done with it then I ask if we take MRT or Taxi? (BTW she was kind of overly dressed) Then she say she ps to take MRT so we take Taxi (I haven't pay her $11.50, damn it!) Then road jam for 1 hour and we went to PP Hotel (at 7pm) we were late half and hour. Not enough seats so we gotta sit with other people, TC was like why you so late to T, then she explained and meet up with her buddies and talk a little. And I was looking around for classmates, then I see people here and there. Then got two weirdos (not to be rude) dressed in yellow (got another in blue) people so excited to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling a little bored cause Vanessa NOT THERE. Then no one to talk crap to... IT's not her fault because her MOM got the wrong date. Then go into the ballroom (Ocean 4), then they talk and talk and entertain people then I eat da food (Like nothing much) the whole thing was kind of boring... Then message my uncle and Vanessa. Then the people sing, dance, show-off the dress on stage then so late le. Then at the end, the lucky draw part I was like waiting for the number but dun have, then when the MC say bye-bye, my uncle message me and say can come out le. I was like okay ba, anyway I cannot dance and not really in the mood, CAUSE VANESSA IS NOT THERE. Then we go home and I summarize to him the stuffs on the way. Then I saw an ad. when I came out from toilet about spongebob something, I was like WOAH! then two people walk pass and look at me then I like zzzz and tell my uncle the ad. then he *nr and we go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister was asleep le and she woke up and say why so late then I tell her and I change out of the dress, wash away the make up and go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nr--&gt; No Reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd:The kitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my sister just brought back a kitten, she was playing with her friend when they saw the kitten wedge in between the rock (struggling), so she took it home, it's so cute and fluffy~!!! Then we got her a box (temporary home), then a few days later we buy proper cat food for her (she was eating raw fish meat before that). No collar yet because we dunno if my uncle will allow us to keep it or not (he saw the cat before he left but he nr). Anyway yesterday there was a thunder and she was so scared that she suddenly bolted under the sofa and refuse to come out. We now saving money so that we can bring it to a vet for the medical stuff. Got check on internet on how to take care of cats so might make it for the time being. My grandfather was jokingly saying that we should cook and eat it then get a puppy. LOL? The kitten has fatten up a bit, now we convincing my second uncle to lend us some money to faster bring the kitten to go check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Pangya and beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa and I recently went to the Sentosa beach for a day of relaxing. We made sandwiches, we met up early inthe morning, Vanessa could not wake up as usual, then I go her house to wake her up. So the weather was perfect, going to rain but not raining, cloud cover up the sun so we don't need use sunblock. Then Vanessa started playing pangya on her PSP and she ask me to buy, then in the evening we go to the shop she bought hers to check for it but dun have so I leave my number there and go home wait for the call. Just now my sister tell me she recently went to comics connection at jp and saw pangya?! ARE YOU SURE ANOT?! I think I should go other places find instead of waiting for the call everyday at home, cause I'm going to go thailand soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so these are all the major events that happened and the cat keep climbing up the sofa, she made me accidentally drop the lappy just now. I think i'm going to jp tomorrow to check on the game and then my sister and I are going to find a vet to check prices and appoint time. THE END. Are you happy now?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3838513479999562368?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3838513479999562368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3838513479999562368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3838513479999562368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3838513479999562368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2516449836250963631</id><published>2009-09-20T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:01:09.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>Just updating because I haven't done so for a very long time. I was going to make a post on my birthday but I can't make the computer allow javascript, so I missed that chance. Then I lost interest for awhile. Then I was too busy because of school exams. Then I fell sick for having influenza like illness, can't go to school for a week. Then I went to zoo, night safari and bird park with sister and uncle because he got teacher's day discount. Then exams over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about everything that happen since my last post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2516449836250963631?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2516449836250963631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2516449836250963631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2516449836250963631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2516449836250963631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/09/updating.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5761693380849598156</id><published>2009-08-20T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:10:57.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wan mei's birthday</title><content type='html'>I haven't say happy national day yet.... I feel so bad...&lt;br /&gt;Today's Wan mei's birthday~ Gives lots of love to her especially for today~ muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~&lt;br /&gt;muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~muacks~&lt;br /&gt;It made me remember about I think last week, on friday Vanessa and I went to kuishin-bo again for the lunch buffet, we ate the one hour deal. We went to popular to look at some books and then we saw X, then we followed him and waited for the others. Then everybody went to choose a gift for Wan mei. When we were done, none of them wanted to bring the gift home because of reasons. Then the gift was passed around and then it continued for 30minutes. Then a school teacher passed by and said he saw doing this(pushing the gift away to each other/ trying to convince each other to bring it home) for awhile. Then we just talked about it and he suddenly said the graduation night will be at riverfront(or something like that). Everybody was like "WHAT THE !". All of us were complaining about why is it not pan pacific cause all we have to do is to pay extra $5 which means 1 person pay $65. I think it's on 13th of friday on forget what month (just knew this today at 5pm plus while walking home with Vanessa and we saw the teacher again) he told us that he was thinking the theme would be black friday and I'm guessing it means to do there all decked in black, Vanessa suggested with thick eye liner too. LOL. In the end I'm not sure who took the present home but at least wan mei got her present~&lt;br /&gt;My chinese O levels got B4, not bad (for me) because I thought I was going to get like C5 or 6, yeah I know my chinese sucks... I wasn't thinking of re-taking because I don't think I can do very well for the papers so it might be a waste of time... But was forced to retake by my chinese teacher as one last desperate atempt... I am PATHETIC!&lt;br /&gt;My birthday coming up two days later that means this saturday. WHEEEEEEEE~ Uncle won't be home because he has to do some duty in school... I told him I want the white chocolate macadamia cake (at least that's the name I recalled) from secret recipe, it was a long time ago since I ate it and it's very good. LOVE IT! Can't wait to eat it, but maybe I might not get it. &lt;br /&gt;Haven't blog for sometime because homework is just too much but I'm definately going to blog during my birthday! My sister just took her temperature and she is running a fever, but tomorrow she still has to go to school unless it really is very bad. She was laughing minutes ago while watching the television and she was quite active so it could be just for the moment only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5761693380849598156?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5761693380849598156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5761693380849598156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5761693380849598156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5761693380849598156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/08/wan-meis-birthday.html' title='Wan mei&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3751508910698360898</id><published>2009-08-07T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:33:15.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7.8.09</title><content type='html'>Today was let off from school at 10am cause of national day celebration. Went to kuishin-bo again, it's almost becoming a weekly thing, every week go bankrupt~ Vanessa still owe me $9.20. Anyway she wanted me to make a post of today so I did. What will I say? Anyway did anyone realised this? At 12hours 34minutes and 56seconds, the whole thing will sum up into 123456 07/08/09 ? LOL. We were at kuishin-bo and by the time we remembered this it was already too late (by 10minutes). 2 more years and it'll be 111111 01/01/11 LOL. Then another 11 years it'll be 222222 02/02/22 and another 11 years it'll be the threes. Anyway, a summary of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with school:&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of disappointed because less than 10 people wore red shirt... Including Vanessa and I sigh... It's the last year and everybody is still like this, I think it's worst than last year. A few other events happened which I shall not say because it has something to do with Vanessa and I think she forbids me to mention it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kuishin-bo:&lt;br /&gt;We left quite early today, we stuffed ourselves after 1 hour plus. No idea why, normally we would seriously sit there until 3pm.... I think we left at 12:45pm nearing 1pm this time.Hmmm... I don't think anything else special happened. Another thing that caught our interest was when we ordered the teppanyaki (Beef with black pepper sauce) it was sizzling~ Some sauce (very little until I can ignore them) 'jumped' on to my hands when I was taking it back to our seats. We made a face using different ingredients found on the plate (Fried garlic slices, the small cubes of beef, beansprout, corn, carrot). That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While loitering about:&lt;br /&gt;We went to popular to spend away our $10 voucher we got from our CCA. I didn't spend them on anything, Vanessa bought a magazine. We were there about almost an hour, went home at 2pm plus. I was just waiting at the line for a few minutes and the bus arrived~ Lucky~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home:&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed of course, I was feeling so tired, not sure why. Woke up and just in time, uncle just came home then I can make a post. I went searching for music for my blog. Don't know what song I wanna put now, I am thinking of just putting one.&lt;br /&gt;Found one. It's called "Ash like snow". I think it's quite catchy, japanese. I got the lyrics but I don't want to put it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye starting to hurt again. I think I better go back to catch some more sleep. Later at night I'll have trouble sleeping again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3751508910698360898?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3751508910698360898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3751508910698360898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3751508910698360898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3751508910698360898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/08/7809.html' title='7.8.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3138682473306016384</id><published>2009-08-06T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:10:39.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 little secrets</title><content type='html'>01. Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Zhao fang, she replied me after I send her some jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;No idea, I hardly remember the last time I took a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Neutral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. How many siblings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Whats your brother(s)/sister(s) names?&lt;br /&gt;Yao Ling (Older Brother), Weilin (younger sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;In bed and asleep, best if it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I can be quite crazy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time it's depending on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Angry at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's stopping you from going for the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Noting is. I don't fancy anyone at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;When teacher showed ‘The Choirs’ a.k.a Les Choristes in class.&lt;br /&gt;At the part where the teacher left and everyone was singing and throwing down paper planes filled with their thanks.&lt;br /&gt;I love it~! Their singing is so nice even though I have no idea what they're saying.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a drop of tear but still counted right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;br /&gt;It depends on what the person wants me to do.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel like doing it I might just do it.&lt;br /&gt;Things that the person knows I will never do will of course, not be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts that just pops into my head for a split second and I manage to catch it, if not then probably nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;Everything from Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;There are also some japanese rock/jpop songs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand what their saying but it's just nice. &lt;br /&gt;I'M A WEIRDO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my turn to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you trust right now?&lt;br /&gt;No one?&lt;br /&gt;At this instant trusting someone does not really have anything to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;School (I'm still wearing school uniform)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you kissed someone in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;HAH! HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is your friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;No idea, I only know how to walk to Vanessa's house (Probably my second resisdence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Describe your life in one word?&lt;br /&gt;SUCKY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa (Cause I just wrote her name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Something constructive other than answering quizzes while waiting to go bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the fan blowing (I'm sitting right next to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last person who gave you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;My uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;If you're referring to someone I have a crush on then no (Cause I don't have a crush).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Black I think (it's turned quite brown now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;The voice actor of spongebob (Dunno what's his name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who was the last person to make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;The actor who acted as the choir teacher in Les Choristes (I also dunno his real name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Either than the sound of the fan blowing, it's the sound of water hitting the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;A little wavy I guess but naturally straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before?&lt;br /&gt;That person must have really tried very hard (perhaps throw away his pride or something) to say that to me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;In short that would be the last thing you ever want to use to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Held hands with the opposite sex in the past 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, although I did pull my uncles left arm and whine about wanting to eat sushi a few days (maybe it was yesterday) back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you happy with life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Well, to say the truth, NO!&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm too lazy to bother about so much, seriously there's something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you currently jealous?&lt;br /&gt;Of what? Patrick being so cuddly and cute (patrick as in the pink starfish under the sea)?&lt;br /&gt;Or a hamster being so fluffy and tiny and cuddly?So nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What jewelry are you currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever wore a jewelry before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What were you doing on friday night?&lt;br /&gt;Watching television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Nope (Never had a boyfriend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about this one…&lt;br /&gt;Might have unintentionally done it in the past before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything from people so I can't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the last reason you went to the doctor for?&lt;br /&gt;Probably high fever (A few years ago perhaps).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;About 10:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for my hair to get dry before sleeping (my sleeping time is 10pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with this quiz and just in time for bath.&lt;br /&gt;3/8/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so long ago... Anyway just to let Vanessa know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3138682473306016384?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3138682473306016384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3138682473306016384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3138682473306016384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3138682473306016384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/08/50-little-secrets.html' title='50 little secrets'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7229302364720080027</id><published>2009-07-18T09:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:59:25.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARRY POTTER!</title><content type='html'>I WATCHED HARRY POTTER YESTERDAY! IT WAS SO EXCITING! I thought you-know-who would appear and so many parts are funny. Then malfoy will run to the toilet and cry cause he is guilty of what he's done, he hex a girl and switch a wine (I think) into poison. In this movie he seems so pathetic, his role kind of make you feels sad for him...&lt;br /&gt;I thought the half-blood prince is tom but then at the ending part the professor snape say it's him, I was thinking "What the!" asked Vanessa why and she said it's because his father is a human then he has half human and half wizard blood, hence half-blood and his mom's sir name is prince so the potion book says this book belongs to the half blood prince. LoL then harry's potion class got tips. There was this part where harry and gang saw this girl that malfoy put a hex on, then when the professor ask them "Why is it that whenever something happens the three of you are always there." Then ron says "I've been wondering that for six years now..." It was so funny the way he said it. When the credits were rolling I saw this funny thing, Tom riddle(11 years old) and Tom riddle(16 years old) lol different people acted. Then when he was 11 years old he was so cute~ and when he was 16 he looks so shifty maybe because his fringe was covering one eye. When I think about it, how the heck did he turn out to be pale, bald with no nose! LOL poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the movie someone when walking out shouted "This show sucks!" and I was like thinking "What the heck!" so idiotic, if she's not a real fan then why she come watch the movie. This movie is good, she is like a total moron. Well, different people have different taste so can't blame her, but she should not have done that, it was very irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7229302364720080027?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7229302364720080027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7229302364720080027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7229302364720080027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7229302364720080027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter.html' title='HARRY POTTER!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5128775377219617407</id><published>2009-07-15T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:05:45.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15.7.09</title><content type='html'>Teacher X said that our class social studies test was very well done. Everyone cheered like crazy and took advantage of this moment to make some noise. Not sure what was I going to type again... Too forgetful, I wonder why... My food and nutrition experiment was today, I was really surprised when she took out a whole 'sack' of salmon! When slicing the salmon meat, the skin was so difficult to cut for 5 whole minutes I was 'sawing' the skin but nothing happened!!!~ Due to teacher P's pressure I finished on time. Vanessa has no extra container to keep her control (raw) piece so I had to bring it home. I grilled it and left it in the fridge like she asked me to, but the thing is she's going to eat it early in the morning tomorrow... It'll be cold and maybe spoiled... Hope nothing happens to her when she eats it. My eulogy was filled with crap a little corny (I think) and well, many phrases were some I found on the net that others use... It made my piece feels awkward when read... Oh well, sister needs to use now. Another short post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5128775377219617407?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5128775377219617407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5128775377219617407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5128775377219617407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5128775377219617407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/15709.html' title='15.7.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5931054836576128929</id><published>2009-07-14T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:43:06.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14.7.09</title><content type='html'>Friday coming up, going to watch Harry potter! Happy!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot remember what I want to type... I still trying to find a sample eulogy... can't find any. What to do!!! Geography still no new work, confused now. Nothing else to write panicking now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5931054836576128929?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5931054836576128929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5931054836576128929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5931054836576128929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5931054836576128929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/14709.html' title='14.7.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-398814734631855272</id><published>2009-07-13T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:25:39.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13.7.09</title><content type='html'>4 days more to watch harry potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa and I were eating with some classmates today, everyone had so many interesting incidents. Classmate X said something I might not forget this thing for another few months. This is what happened: X when he was primary 4 (I think), he was playing with milk powder (I think, I heard baking powder but Vanessa corrected me), he threw it down the window (he also not sure why he did that). Then the next day when he run down from the school bus and 'fly' to his mother (he actually run towards his mother and screamed "MOMMYYYYYYY!") then his mother just slapped him (cause of the milk powder). It's so dramatic, not to be rude but when you imagine this incident it's just so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today when teacher G suddenly mention something about having a self study group on friday, Vanessa just signal to me and mouthed the word "WTF! OUR HARRY POTTER MOVIE!" and I thought "OH YA! THIS SS THINGY IS FROM 3-4PM BUT OUR MOVIE IS STARTING AT 3:45PM!" Then we freaked, but we acted calm. Then Vanessa asked classmate Z and she told us that it only applies to those who skipped the test (I was having oral, so I'm off the hook :P). We were so happy and I even told her that if it was for everyone I might considering skipping school... Not sure what I was thinking but I did said it, I also did said that we can tell teacher G that we thought that it only applies to students that skipped the test, and apologize or convince her to let us do time for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-398814734631855272?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/398814734631855272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=398814734631855272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/398814734631855272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/398814734631855272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/13709.html' title='13.7.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3838435737668851981</id><published>2009-07-11T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:44:12.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuishin-bo</title><content type='html'>I just type an almost perfect post but not sure what happen suddenly everythin was weird, I pressed 'i' but the computer gimme 'e'... Then all the controls went nuts and the whole thing got deleted so I'm not going to make this pos tperfect I'm just gonna leave it simple.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to kuishin-bo with Vanessa. We ate lunch there and we went up to buy seats for harry potter and the half-blood prince. Luckily we got the seats, I think we were the first few to buy the tickets, anyway we'll be going to watch next friday. At kuishin-bo we were stuffing ourselves, sashimi for the beginning, teppanyaki (beef with black pepper sauce), chawamushi, then some fried stuff, and soba after this desert. I was eyeing the cream pufffs, I was thinking "I came here a few times (actually quite many times) but never tasted this before." So I went to get a plate and when I walked back to the desert section, then Vanessa was standing there too, maybe she was eyeing it too,, anyway she said "Oh you have to try this cream puff, it's really nice~" and I told her I WAS going to try it, such coincidence. Then I took 5 cause Vanessa wants some too and she did warn me that the last time she tried some of these it was good then when she went to get more she got some 'frozen' ones (just took ot from fridge) and she said the cream taste like butter. Then when I dump one into my mouth and chew it, it was soooooooo gooooooooood! The cream just burst out into your mouth, it was really very nice! All those wasted times I came but didn't eat this! I took some more and luckily the whole batch was not 'frozen' ones. Then I stuffed myself full, Vanessa went to get more even though she says she's stuffed, she brought back more and a new desert, she says it might taste nice. When she eat it she was like so 'high' she said it's the same but more cream and the chocolate on top of the puff was nice, but I was too stuffed to take another bite. We chatted for awhile and Vanessa was eating porridge and another chawamushi (this was her third one), while waiting for her to finish eating up I actually was not so stuffed anymore and was considering to go get that desert to try. I didn't in the end because I was feeling lazy and didn't want to go get it, I was also thinking "If i go get it, I'll want to get more of the cream puffs too and I might not be able to finish them all!" So after she finished we left to get the movie tickets, I think the next time I go there I'm going to leave loads of space for the desert section! I'll always start with the sashimi and some sushi first, then after that I'll get chawamushi and soba, after this maybe teppanyaki and then I fly straight to the desert and stuff myself full! Ahhh~ I can already taste it in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Before this at school, when we realised we might not have enough money to eat lunch, we had to borrow some from Y but she had to wait for the teacher to give her some worksheet, while waiting we were getting impatient cause we were very excited about going to kuishin-bo for lunch. When done, X (happens to be with Y) asked us if we were going to jurong point too, and Vanessa said yes so we ended up going together with X and Y. Then Y had some difficulties, cause she said that we are borrowing too little money form her and she might not be able to withdraw the money out form ATM. It's so unfair! We're the same age and she has an ATM account! Then X offered to try get money out from a different machine! They both got account! ARGH! We wanted to borrow $12 but ended up with $20. It's a good thing because I only brought one free movie ticket voucher, and I had to pay $8.50 for my sister's share.&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is about it I think. Oh and I was thinking I might want a new PSP game but I'm not sure about what game I should buy, if Vanessa introduce games that she have then I could just borrow it from her, why buy... but if I'm buying a new game I'm afraid I might not like it. Anyway I should just check out a good store for PSP games then just take my time to think and choose a game there. I wonder where Vanessa bought her games, maybe if I go to the shop she normally goes I might find a game that is fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3838435737668851981?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3838435737668851981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3838435737668851981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3838435737668851981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3838435737668851981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/kuishin-bo.html' title='Kuishin-bo'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-402983295477613465</id><published>2009-07-08T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:57:51.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O levels oral</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was O levels chinese oral exam. Nothing much to say except I'm gonna die. I think I took only 3 or 4 minutes for the whole thing... I'm so dead. Plastic surgery, I have got many ideas for it but most of them are stupid and some of them might not be a fact so I dump them all and was left with very little. When they ask me how do I think of plastic surgery, the first thing I thought of was MJ, very rude of me but that was what I thought of and for some part of the oral I giggled a little cause of my thoughts. I unknowingly said "then" three times... The passage is not easy but at least I could read most of it... I think I'm going to fail conversation... I had to wait for an hour plus before it's my turn because I was the last one in my group. My mouth was quite dry so my voice sounded weird, to me at least, in the five minute time, I couldn't finish reading my passage. I don't really think I've been seating there for five minutes, well, it was just the last sentence anyway and I took a quick glance before moving on. On Monday, Vanessa, my sister and I went to Vivo city to watch Ice Age 3, cause we wanted to watch the 3D version so we had to go there. Surprisingly another group of our friends went there to watch too, we were in the same place except they were at the back, we got the first row... At first we were planning to watch the 1 o' clock show the remaining seats were in the first row and they were all separated, so we had to watch the 3 o' clock show, it was still the first row but at least we can sit together. I sat the bus home today and a little incident happened, the bus was moving when it suddenly just stopped cause a taxi just suddenly braked for no reason (I think there was a person waving for the taxi and it stopped to get the customer). Then the bus just kept honking for almost five seconds straight, even when the taxi just speed off. It was kind of weird to be in this incident and since I was somewhere near the front so it was very noisy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;might&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-402983295477613465?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/402983295477613465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=402983295477613465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/402983295477613465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/402983295477613465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-levels-oral.html' title='O levels oral'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2114387695291729189</id><published>2009-07-05T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:25:26.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.7.09</title><content type='html'>Sunday today, now raining. Love it cause it makes me sleepy, but dislike it too because it means it's going to be quite warm at night. Just making a post so type about random things today, just wasting some space so it won't be a few lines post.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was thinking about the fear of bugs cause my sister was answering a quiz on facebook, then I remembered I have a little fear of butterflies too. Vanessa influenced me to fear butterflies, can't remember when but we went to a butterfly garden (my sister tagged along too), at first I was not scared, it was Vanessa who was freaking out whenever a butterfly comes close. I had to put myself in misery by asking her why she was afraid of butterfly... Then she replied "cause of their legs." Then the image of cockroach legs came to my mind, yup that's how I began freaking out too. I remembered the feeling of a cockroach climbing up my leg when I was young, it was kinda tickles a lot and then this women who happened to be cleaning the floor nearby sprayed water at my legs, when I looked down I saw this cockroach on it's back and wringing its leg so fast and try to fly away by flapping its wings which make it on its back and going insanely fast in a circular motion! I freak out at that moment cause it's so disgusting! I saw the details of the cockroach and from that day onwards the fear of cockroach started.&lt;br /&gt;So when Vanessa mention about the butterfly's legs, I thought of this and freak out, I'm fine when they're just flying nearby but if one land on any part of my skin I would start screaming like heck. So while we were dodging the butterflies, we came to an area where there was very little of them 'loitering' about, then on the floor was another butterfly, IT WAS HUGE! ITS ABDOMEN WAS LIKE SO ABNORMAL! Seriously that thing is like super big, you can see the whole body as in that thing is like so oversized, at least compared to those butterflies I see everyday which most of the time you can only see their wings from afar as if they don't have a body, but this was so... that butterfly was at quite a distance away from us and yet the first thing we all noticed was it HUGE abdomen, the next thing is how beautifully big its wings were but Vanessa rejected the idea of taking a photo of it becasue most people will freak out when they see this picture just like us. So that is how my fear of butterfly rised to the next level, I am officially afraid of butterflies with huge abdomen, by the way the legs played a part in this too, its legs were very long and it was freaky, the butterfly is the most freakish one I ever saw and I hope I won't see another one of those again.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I wasted so much space, anyway tomorrow I'm going to watch Ice Age 3 with Vanessa. Wheee~ I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2114387695291729189?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2114387695291729189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2114387695291729189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2114387695291729189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2114387695291729189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/5709.html' title='5.7.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-513516844560588433</id><published>2009-07-03T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:41:33.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.7.09</title><content type='html'>Today is finally the last day of the week, when coming home while Vanessa was buying her fried prawn mee, I was waiting at the table and then there was this shopkeeper who was making some noodles. They were using the machine, they put a flat piece of dough into the machine and it flatten even more, after two three times, she pressed a button and put the very long dough through, then it was shredded into noodles. It was kind of fun to watch them do that.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get into the asknlearn wesite, I not sure what to do now, cause I have to take the test. I think i'll try later. Oh I suddenly remeber I was going to comment on one of raymond's blog and it was very funny. He blogged the following: Today's blog only got three word DOMO IS HOMO. It was super funny and the caps were in red I dunno why but when Vanessa and I saw this post we were laughing like heck. I wonder why, now thinking back it wasn't really that funny, it's just three words...weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-513516844560588433?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/513516844560588433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=513516844560588433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/513516844560588433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/513516844560588433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/3709.html' title='3.7.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6435437903829198092</id><published>2009-07-02T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:00:52.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.7.2009</title><content type='html'>I know there are double post on some days but I don't want to have a super long post. Okay anyway this is for today's events, Well, I might have H1N1... This all happened last Saturday, my uncle was taking care of a student they just sat in a bus, they were in contact for 30minutes. Then yesterday his student was declare a H1N1 patient, so there is a chance that my uncle might get it and so does me since we live under the same roof. Although it's not 7 days yet, there's still two more days before symptoms shows. Well I gotta say sorry to Vanessa and those who were somewhere around me if anyone of them got H1N1. But they'll recover and anyway I might not get it... right... I better start eating vitamins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6435437903829198092?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6435437903829198092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6435437903829198092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6435437903829198092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6435437903829198092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/272009.html' title='2.7.2009'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-497555139428710236</id><published>2009-07-02T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:30:55.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I couldn't make a post on the first day of school because my uncle came home too late in the night, I wanted to post but well, it's too late and I was very tired. Then today finally can use the computer, actually wanted to do the geography test but I can't find it... Not sure what to do now, ask Mr.Nazri tomorrow or tomorrow go check again... Anyway school is as usual, not everyone was gloomy on the first day, nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Got loads of things to say that I realised I didn't make a post about it. Let's start with Vanessa's event: There was this incident, can't remember how many years back, but anyway there was some event on the stage, we were in the hall. Then I said something funny to her and coincidentally she was drinking her water and she just spray water out of her mouth, LOL. The water sprayed on to the back of student Y from our class but thinking back I thought it was student J, they look quite alike but anyway we laughed like heck and he didn't say anything, how gentlemanly.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing is a few months back, when she was eating honeydew, she was at the last section which happends to be the softest and sweetest part, then it slipped from the plastic bag and dropped on the drain grills. It was like so er... weird cause I was thinking in my mind "Feuu.... plop!" and it's suppose to slip right into the middle of the grill and into the cement base, but it didn't and just land there. Seriously there was a 'splat' sound. Then I couldn't help giggling, Vanessa's mouth was wide open and she was in a little shock. I was expecting her to say "Holy shit!" I mean seriously, that was what I was thinking she would say, but she said "fucking shit!" instead... I was like thinking "What the... did she really said that?!" then she was like in another shock and the strangest thing was the girl beside her didn't turn around, cause when a girl said that so loudly, it is really embarassing. She later said she was going to say what I thought she would. LOL. This is so censored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-497555139428710236?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/497555139428710236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=497555139428710236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/497555139428710236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/497555139428710236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6881089490906241456</id><published>2009-06-26T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:58.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24.6.09</title><content type='html'>24/06/2009, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today need to go to singapore poly for the focus group discussion again. We got two movie tickets this time round, no starbucks voucher T.T during the discussion there was this template with a big rainbow and then there was a poly student sitting behind us he said "The rainbow is gay." I was like thinking "OMG! I can't believe a poly student just said that!" LOL if you don't know what I'm talking about then just skip it, it's complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after this we went to the Breeks cafe again, it's the same one at Changi Airport. We were going there so that we can return the 75cents and to eat the $5.90 deal that we missed yeaterday. When we were seated the waiter came and tell us that yesterday we paid the sufficent amount, we don't owe them anything at all, that also means that we extra gave them 25cents?! LOL... how ironic. We had a false embarassement which was totally gay. We ate the meal that we missed yesterday, it was delicious. We ate grilled chicken with black pepper sauce, it was great! Cause due to yesterday, I was total bankrupt and only had $6 to spare for the day, I couldn't take the extra $1 deal where they'll throw in a soup of the day with a single scoop ice-cream at the end of it, only Vanessa got the deal. The soup of the day was potato and leek soup, Vanessa let me tried some of it, I hate the mashy potato (that's how all boiled potato taste like) either then that the soup was really nice. While eating we were talking about some random crazy stuff, from north korea to world war to gossiping to liposuction to people with muscles (I would dub it 'hunky people' but different people have different defination, it's like to some people it means having muscles like body builders but to others it is for people who has muscles even a little counts). I was telling Vanessa that I won't be marrying people that look like walking ham, very rude (sorry about that to body builders). I think it looks disgusting... a little is fine but too much is just... too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine yourself at the age of 20 introducing your hunky boyfriend to your friends, they'll be singing words of praises and you'll feel so proud. When you get married with him and then you grow old together, then at the age of 70, you re-introduce your husband to your friends. stop, think about this, can he still carry weights when he's old?! If he still can, be wary, he might break a leg (seriously, he might really break his brittle bones), if he can't that means his muscles will become fats! Now carry on, your friends will see your fat, flabby husband and be grossed out, you'll be embarassed to the boot. Then your husband who was in the center of attraction when young becomes the center of gossiping when he's old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we were bored so we just talked about almost any topic that pops into our minds for the split second. When returning Vanessa was hoping her father won't call her, at that second, he did. She tried to cover up because she don't want her father to know that she is at Changi Airport again, so she said she's at the MRT, we were heading to the station anyway-.-" then her dad asked, which station... She had to spill the beans and her dad was screaming (at least that's what I think, I was standing beside her and I could hear what he was saying, I don't understand though, he was speaking in dilect) and scolding her. Then while changing trains her brother SMS her and the message was nothing good, well in short he said she got loads of money everyday go changi eat, why don't she use the money and return him his $10. Then we just stood at the train and waited like zombies for our stop, we talked about some random stuff, homework, wishing the H1N1 would get worse so that we can have 1 more week of holiday and others. I know it's nothing good but we were really tired and we were standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm not consistant cause I was suppose to write as if today is the day but I can't cause it's not... I didn't do anything for thursday and today. My holiday just flew pass, it seems so fast but actually everyday I wasn't doing anything at all, just waiting for the day to pass by... How awful. Going back to school next week. The traveling form thingy is still not here, it's friday already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6881089490906241456?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6881089490906241456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6881089490906241456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6881089490906241456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6881089490906241456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/24609.html' title='24.6.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1754569782216411884</id><published>2009-06-26T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:41:45.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23.6.09</title><content type='html'>23/06/2009, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Vivo City to watch the monsters VS ailen movie, since it's 3D so we went there to watch. We were thinking of watching the movie with the free movie ticket but when we asked the person behind the counter, he said that we can't accept the ticket for 3D movie, too bad. When the person says the ticket was $10, Vanessa started to have second thoughts about watching the movie, we were going to watch land of the lost but she said she read some reviews and it wasn't a very good movie, for us it's free but for my sister she has to pay for it so we have to make a careful decision. We bought the ticket for the 3D movie in the end, I had to pay for Vanessa's share because if she use her own money to buy the ticket, she won't have enough money to buy dinner. The movie was nice, I love BOB when he's with Jelly-o and the part where he said she gave him a fake phone number, at the ending when he 'introduce' Jelly-o to derick and call him to get over it and also when he curse derick for two-timing him and susan.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie Vanessa was very secretive about where we were going for dinner and she kept saying that it's very cheap and we can afford it. So we followed her and we went to CHANGI AIRPORT to eat, I was telling her "Changi Airport food's price is so expensive!" and she was saying it's very cheap AGAIN. So we were led to Breeks cafe at a very fast pace and Vanessa kept hurrying us because of the 5:30pm deal at there, we missed the deal but still went in to eat. Then we were calculating our financial situations and we got a total of $33.25 then Vanessa had to borrow some money from us cause she wanna eat the most expensive pasta on the pasta list... Then the waiter came three times and we were still thinking, then when we were done we called the nearest waiter and she told us about the ice-cream deal, you buy one you can get the same one for free or another one which is the same price as the one you're buying. So weilin bought a $6.20 ice-cream and another one at the same price, Vanessa bought her pasta and I bought mine(the cheapest if not we won't be able to pay for it). Kind of pathetic the way I'm saying this. So next comes the crazy part. How Vanessa lost her dignity: ask if the water they give is free or not (if the water is not we can't pay for it LOL)&lt;br /&gt;How I lost my dignity: I took the pecan nut from the ice-cream and licked it infront of two waiters (and she was saying I'll throw away my dignity in the next hour, she was right) and I fought over the ice-cream with my sister. Well, at first when Vanessa took a scoop from the cup, she looked at the melted stuff (a little ice-cream, whipped cream, some chocolate syrup and MILO powder) and then when she dump it into her mouth she said "Wow, it really is milo powder" I was like "really!" and I grab a spoonful from the cup and it really is, then suddenly my sister also want the milo powder then we just fought over the whole cup of ice-cream... To be precise we fought over MILO POWDER! LOL! super gay.&lt;br /&gt;How my sister lost her dignity: Ask if the fried stick of spagetti (it looks fried) if it is edible or not, lol, it was on top of our pasta dish, at first we thought it wa sonly decoration until my sister pops a little into her mouth and ate it, to confirm her theory if it's edible she asked the waiter and it is. The second time is when she fought over the milo powder with me.&lt;br /&gt;Ya that's all, by thw way during these events the waiters did giggle at us. Okay, after eating comes the bill, we calculated $31 but the bill was like $33! WE were like "OMG! SO EXPENSIVE!" then we were like desperately searching for money, and we kept re-counting our money but somehow we only get $32.25 LOL someone mis-counted time after time but we were panicky so we were not in the right-state of mind, we lacked 75cents. Vanessa mention that she thinks the waiters know we lack money because of how desperately we were searching through our bags looking for money when we know there won't be any money! LOL! Then under pressure we were also laughing like heck! Then finally we accepted the fact that we lacked 75CENTS and Vanessa told the waiter we lacked 75cents then he was like "35cents?" Vanessa was whispering cause it's very embarassing and when he said that we were even more embarassed! I corrected him by saying "er... 75cents." and well I throw away more of my dignity. And we left so hurriedly that we didn't take the bill, OMG we threw away so much dignity in a day!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... This was like the most embarassing moment in my life. Ah well, Vanessa owe me $14.60 and her brother $10, when we were seated down my sister said "If the bill over shoot you'll be responsible for it." and she sort of agreed, I mean she said "It won't overshoot de la." It really did! This kind of coincidence is like heck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1754569782216411884?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1754569782216411884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1754569782216411884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1754569782216411884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1754569782216411884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/23609.html' title='23.6.09'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7870289624905049885</id><published>2009-06-21T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:52:30.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the science camp. Don't feel like going. Still have tons of work to do, science camp give another bunch of work then even more trouble. Sigh... I don't really have thing else to say besides this. Sigh... So troublesome. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7870289624905049885?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7870289624905049885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7870289624905049885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7870289624905049885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7870289624905049885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8425161184555902148</id><published>2009-06-19T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:38:22.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today did the science worksheet, can say I 'finished' it. Yea, loads of stuff never seen before, don't even know how to do most of the questions, how to survive during science camp. Sigh... What to do ARGH! Then there's still maths worksheets, there is also a.maths I don't know how to do so manu questions, might as well don't do~ noooooooo! How can I survive my O levels! I'm going to dieeeeeeeee! Sigh... There is still the Social Studies project didn't even touch at all! OMG! Vanessa! DO SOMETHING!! HELP ME!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Sigh... Then starting of school there is still SS essay to memorise. Problems keep coming and coming non stop! I don't know what to do now! But I'll probabily finish maths first then oh ya english haven't start yet. I better finish them ok finish planning now let's summarise. First do maths, tomorrow I must finish doing the two maths worksheet, then sunday do english. OK ss project wait for Vanessa to say something Xp Essay eh.... HECK CARE LA! Okay I'll read it a few times after science camp for er... 2 days, yeah I think that'll do. Hope I didn't forget anything. Oh a.maths, I think won't make it but I'll trey out the worksheet anyway... I probabily can't finish it anyway, I think I'll spread over a few days to do it. It's just a thin worksheet anyway can't drag over a very long time. Aw man! I wish I can leave a carefree life forever! Sigh... This is the kind of society I live in can't change it. Anyway it's not like I have enough money in my family to bump around for the rest of my life. How sad. Sigh... Looks like I'll never get the life I want. Maybe I should add this to my wishlist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8425161184555902148?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8425161184555902148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8425161184555902148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8425161184555902148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8425161184555902148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/today_19.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-432853105735598395</id><published>2009-06-16T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:09:17.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired</title><content type='html'>Tried out a few skins, this so far is super nice(to me). Well, when I watched the anime, I was thinking if my school has this kinda club, I might want to join it. It'll be so cool to stand at one side and watch those girls say crazy things and faint or just looking so dreamyly at one of the host. Their facial expression will be so funny LOL! Of course I'm not gonna be a host since I'm not so good looking and I don't look like a guy to pass off as a guy host. I dunno maybe I'll be a waiter there to serve them tea or something. This doesn't make any sense to those who did not watch the anime series. It's super funny and you should go watch it. I would encourage watching them on veoh, megavideo(the 75min limit is kinda irritating) or maybe myspace video, these quality are alot better than youtube, oh and the videos in these websites are in whole not in parts so it's a lot better than youtube too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch movie with Vanessa today, sister followed us to watch ghost of girlfriends past. Hmmm... it's a nice show, although I would say not suitable for my sister but heck she's secondary 1 already. She's suddenly become such a sensitive clean freak, she went down the stairs to do something then came up, wash her feet. She walks out of the room and comes back to wash her feet, what the heck. It's like to her, anywhere outside our bedroom is 'dirty', it's not like our room is not dusty, why does she have to do that..? Maybe the swine flu is getting to her. Well, whatever. If I'm not making any sense bear with me or you can go somewhere else now. Don't blame me for spelling errors because it's almost an hour past bed time and I am typing this poat, I just changed into this ouran high school host club skin and I thought I might just make a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still so much movies I wanna watch for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Up (not watched)&lt;br /&gt;Ghost of Girlfriends past (today)&lt;br /&gt;Harry potter(not out)&lt;br /&gt;Ice Age 3(not out)&lt;br /&gt;Transformers(not out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might still be some others but could think of them for the moment. Well, transformers is quite nice I liked the first one, so I'm thinking of watching the second one. Vanessa was surprised and said she didn't know I was a transformers fan when I told her I might want to watch it. Well, me neither, I don't think I'm considered a fan of transformers it's just a nice movie. I think the animation series is super lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take it anymore, I gotta go sleep. I'm dying here! Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-432853105735598395?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/432853105735598395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=432853105735598395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/432853105735598395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/432853105735598395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2432136480946406840</id><published>2009-06-12T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:35:09.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today, nothing much to say, just feel like making a post. I was thinking of learning Japanese after O levels, but now it's adult price for learning. Sigh, I should have learn when I was still 12 or younger. Anyway second week coming to an end, went out everyday as usual. Today decided to do nothing at home. Starting homework tomorrow onwards. Next week need to go to school for two days unless something pops out again, last week of holiday got science camp 2 whole days. Every week there's something on, seriously I didn't even go out with others, everytime go out it's because of school or something important. Damn tomorrow till the last week gotta do so much homework, going to die doing them! Sigh. Next week don't now if teachers will give anymore homework or not, if they do then even worst, dying. It's always like that, since secondary 1 always got homework cannot even relax on holidays. It's as good as going to school everyday, holiday is like a whole load of crap excuse to dump you with even more homework. Sigh. I'm not really sure what am I typing right now, but whatever, it's not like everything will change even if 100 people goes to complain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2432136480946406840?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2432136480946406840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2432136480946406840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2432136480946406840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2432136480946406840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3751500907094924735</id><published>2009-06-06T09:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:09:10.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pervert on the loose!~</title><content type='html'>Doing food and nutrition this morning(now). Having a little mental block and can't think of a thing to type, actually I could type but I just don't feel like doing. Haiz, the worst thing happen to me yesterday, I feel like murdering him cause he tained my beautiful heart. I think I shouldn't record it down but whatever, my blog is now going to be tainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday left school at 12:30pm,  cause friday early release. Then bought lunch and walk home with Vanessa, then at bus stop waiting for bus with Vanessa (she was chating with me to pass some time) then some ****ing ******* arrived. It was so **** Wth is this. That pervert, OMG even if I put more **** also can't get rid of this disgusting feeling in my heart, *puke* &lt;a href="mailto:!@$@#%*!#$YT%UP#O$EJQ#TUOPTH@#$(!%"&gt;!@$@#%*!#$YT%UP#O$EJQ#TUOPTH@#$(!%&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;()#@.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he was actually standing at my direction which was a distance away from Vanessa's back, then when I saw him, I act natural and turn toward the direction of the road which was on my left. The worst thing is that ****ing *******  walked to that direction too, then I knew he was walking here and so I turned to Vanessa's direction. When he reached near the road that area, Vanessa saw him and stopped talking, I knew she saw that ****ing ******* too, I mouthed "Keep talking, pretend you never see!" then she did but now we were talking in chinese, that *sshole is a malay I think, but whatever he was brown-black colour. Ya I am racist so what, if you see that ****ing ******* you would even what to beat the hell out of him, let alone just try to leave him alone when he kept lingering around you with his pants undone and no underwear on. Okay fine I saw it, so what?! Not a big deal actually but then the bus arrived and CHILDREN! walked down and SAW THAT DAMN FUCKING BASTARD! NOT A BIG DEAL! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS! THEIR MOTHER EVEN TURNED THEIR HEAD AWAY FROM THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE, THEN THIS LITTLE GIRL LUCKILY DIDN'T SEE ONLY HER BROTHER DID cause she ran straight off to the steps once the door opens, HER MOTHER WAS LIKE CALLING HER TO COME TO HER WHILE TRYING TO TURN HER BROTHER'S HEAD AWAY FORM THAT DAMN ASSHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA LAO! THEN THAT BASTARD DUNNO DISAPPEAR TO WHERE, you know I think he was trying to show us and then thinking that we would scream and run away or something but zzzzz, no reaction from us cause we got brother and we used to bathe with them when we were young see until dun wan see le la. He think he can get some perverse pleasure by showing off his ***** but LOL he showed the wrong girls. if he really want to show why even wear pants, just walk around naked then everyone can see. Anyway Vanessa saw him for the second time. So I went off and she went off (Cause my bus arrived a few minutes later), then Vanessa SMS me and tell me that her brother was laughing his head off when she told him what happen, I can really imagine it. But haiz... I can't believe that there are really such perverts in this world and so close to us too, what has become off this world. And secretly I wonder, if  I called the police to catch him, can I like get some money as payment for sexual harrasement? Well, he did tainted my beautiful heart so why can't I make use of it to get some money out of him. Then Vanessa and I will have more allowance to go enjoy ourselves by indulging in sushi for 5 hours. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I should tell my uncle  about this... still thinking, hope the best thing is he read my blog and 'know it himself' yeah that'll be good, but no help at all, not like I can forget about it for quite sometime. Well I admit it, I did forget about it when I first woke up, but I wanted to blog so I suddenly remember this incident... Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3751500907094924735?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3751500907094924735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3751500907094924735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3751500907094924735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3751500907094924735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/pervert-on-loose.html' title='Pervert on the loose!~'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1126412261281962068</id><published>2009-06-04T09:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:45:14.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th June</title><content type='html'>I can't remember the day, maybe it was on tuesday, my uncle was so angry when he got home cause there were more mess than usual. Then I knew I shouldn't stay there too long so I went up to 'seek shelter' and my sister was caught in it. Dunno what happen to her but I was safe. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Got caught by teacher cause making this post in english class, gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post this part at home.&lt;br /&gt;Finish doing english homework. Send to teacher already. I dunno what happen, so many things went through my mind just now and I started to want to recall them so I decided to write it down. Many things pass by and I can only recall a few, like why imeen's music all becomes 10 seconds only... Can't put songs on blog now. I really want to put somemore musics on my phone but uncle say better dun if not later cannot leave my phone alone, but the thing is I always leave it alone until I missed the relay... Poor baby just left to catch dust at a corner until needed or until sister uses it to play games... Okay now I forgot more stuff... I need to eat more vitamins, I really think that my short term memory loss is due to a dificency in some nutrients. Went to kuishinbo last week I think then now no money, Vanessa went to watch the Hannah Montanah Movie today. Too bad I bankrupt myself the week before with her so I can't go watch with her. Watched Night at the Museum 2 already, very nice and it was so funny and amazing. I want to watch Monster VS Aliens, at first was going to watch yesterday with some 'other people' in our class, XX asked Vanessa and she asked me, was going but then because of Social Studies so have to gave it a skip, by the way if I was to go I would owe Vanessa money again!  I wanna watch Harry Potter, obviously not out yet. My holidays is all packed with so many homework and need go back to school. Tomorrow is last day of first week le, everyday went back to school... I think I remember typing this down but whatever, everyday always study and study then grow up work until old and useless then go one corner die then next life same thing. Wth is this! What has become of this world! ARGH! But well what can I do? Rebel against society? Yeah right keep dreaming, but even if I dream also won't be about such a lame thing. Sigh I wanna eat salmon sashimi~~ I'm starting to crave for it again... What have I done to my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the about was a mixed of events that are somewhat unrelated to each other or have little realation at all. This is just some random stuff, I think I am a random person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1126412261281962068?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1126412261281962068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1126412261281962068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1126412261281962068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1126412261281962068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/06/4th-june.html' title='4th June'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7849082274120078427</id><published>2009-05-31T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:11:21.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOmorrow</title><content type='html'>TOMORROW IS CHINESE O LEVELS ARGHHH! i FEEL SO.... actually I don't really feel anything... *sigh* sometimes I wonder if it's a good thing or a bad thing... nervous=0% I don't really know what this means but my chinese I think will die very badly!!!! *sigh* what to do... now study no use already oh well just go relax then at least tomorrow I'll be awake and ready? for the exams... *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7849082274120078427?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7849082274120078427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7849082274120078427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7849082274120078427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7849082274120078427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/05/tomorrow.html' title='TOmorrow'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1783955248848974190</id><published>2009-05-30T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:12:31.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can I say?</title><content type='html'>Well, I was changing my skin cause I haven't for a long time. I was trying to find a skin with all the sohmas in their zodiac form and with tohru in it. Sad to say there wasn't any... Aww.. Their so cute when in their zodiac form~~ But maybe someday someone will make a good skin like that and then I might stick to it for a very very long time. Meanwhile this will do the trick, I edited some of the stuff in the templates and I dunno if I should credit myself for that -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Great now I sound so shameless cause I wasn't the one to do all the hardwork, all I did was to change the fonts and the colour and add some stuff to it then I credit myself ?! Thick skinned as I am I feel that maybe I shouldn't do it, afterall it wouldn't be nice if the creator accidentally sees that and get a little angry about it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The anime was kinda cute I laughed non-stop for some episodes because of some "brainless" characters poping out from nowhere(Ayame). Well for ouran high school host club it was also very funny, almost all the episodes are funny. Been looking on the net for some really funny anime, and they all end at 26 episodes... Now I have to find somemore for myself to de-stress, O levels coming soon and I'm still watching snime... Better get going now. Oh ya the chat box seems a little out of place cause it's too big but if I reduce the width of it, it won't look nice cause it be cramped together. I feel that this the minimum size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1783955248848974190?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1783955248848974190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1783955248848974190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1783955248848974190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1783955248848974190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say?'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1907458687828661983</id><published>2009-05-27T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:59:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Just came to update my blog. Today had oral, was not so bad I think I'm going to pass. Two more days to go before intensive chinese(for my case) is over, there was talks almost everyday, yesterday was the stress management talk, it was such a sore really, the secondary four express pupils had to sit in the hall for two whole hours on the floor, how can I not be sore... Today was a career talk, it was very interesting, I'm not sure which poly I want to go to now. Nanyang is good but so is singapore poly... Hmmm..... I really need to think about this, and also I have to think about what course I want to take before I enter poly. I was thinking of biomedical but I dunno it's kind of wrong for a person like me... What can I do to choose a perfect course?! Ask questions, like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my talent?&lt;br /&gt; I think eh.... Annoy people, doing nothing for the whole day, being stupid... these are not even talents! WEll, in short I have no talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my interest?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno I might be interested in some crazy ideas that just pop into my mind for a split second, in other words it varies or no interest at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I want to be when I grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about this one, there are lots of things, but so far the best is to acctually spend the rest of my days enjoying life until I die. Maybe I should become a writer, then write something that will be a big hit like harry potter and maybe twilight? I've not even read these books before... But my english is not very good, so... I'm not really sure what I wanna be when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really am not cut out for this society we are living in, I won't survive for even a week out here... well, i'm dead, when the time comes I dunno, everything will work out I think, AHHHHHHHHHH! I hope someone can tell me what can I be when I grow up!!!!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1907458687828661983?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1907458687828661983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1907458687828661983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1907458687828661983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1907458687828661983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4032278319962284925</id><published>2009-05-14T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:29:33.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow = die</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow comes the worst paper, additional mathematics, I'm so gonna fail so badly until I might consider dropping it, but I can't because without A.maths, go poly or JC will still lose out... What am I gonna do!!! ARGHHGHGH! Haiz I'm not so sure, maybe I might really need to consider dropping it... sigh... Oh well, I did some revision and I really hope I can at least pass both papers but chances are slim... sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4032278319962284925?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4032278319962284925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4032278319962284925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4032278319962284925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4032278319962284925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/05/tomorrow-die.html' title='Tomorrow = die'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-270593312413650824</id><published>2009-05-04T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:43:45.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faggot la</title><content type='html'>Today the mid-years officially starts, had social studies and english paper 1, social studies i think it is quite ok, the essay i think i can pass it, the source base questions maybe can scrape through, it took me almost 30minutes to complete question 1 a and b, then I could not quite understand the question at the back, usefulness i'm not sure and so is reliability, so i roughly do the question and then rush to the essay. When I was checking the paper, I took the chance to look at the essay questions, when I saw the essay on Venice I was so shocked cause teacher did not give any single essays about venice, then I look at the instructions and it says do either one question, well, that was a shock for nothing. Anyway when I reached the essays, I only had about 35 minutes to do it, I did the 13mark essay first and when I complete it I move on to do the 12 marks essay. I did not make it on time, if i have had 5 more minutes I could've complete that essay, well, too bad for me. And I wasted one whole piece of paper, when writing my 13marks essay, I had to make a conclusion, and there was not enough space so I had to use a new piece of paper, and I only wrote three lines there, the third line only had about a few words and a fullstop, a complete waste of paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The english paper was quite easy, I know that when i say that it means that i'm going to do badly for the paper... It always happends, well whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home is the ****** part, I was lazing at home cause of the paper, I always does that, after a paper, I would laze around at home no idea why, it's a habit i guess. Anyway, today is monday so I was so happy that I can watch spongebob at okto, then my brother wanted to watch a movie that was screening at channel 5, it started earlier but will end at 8:30pm and spongebob was at 8pm, so I flipped then channel to okto and watched a only about 10 minutes of it, i missed the beginning of it, then when it was ad-ing, then my brother flipped the channel back to 5 and refuse to let me watch spongebob. What **** is this, i waited for a whole week so that I can watch it then that ******** dun wanna gimme watch, and today was a special episode. **** la, then i wait 1 whole week for 10 minutes of spongebob, what **** is this! Damn it la, no mood to do anything le, I dun even feel like going to school tomorrow because I am having sore throat and my jaw hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-270593312413650824?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/270593312413650824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=270593312413650824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/270593312413650824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/270593312413650824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/05/faggot-la.html' title='Faggot la'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6616502533591866216</id><published>2009-04-26T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:27:44.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>Didn't update for so many days. Just got some time so came and update.&lt;br /&gt;At teacher X's class, everybody don't look very angry, I guess war is over. Anyway KBM jumped on the teacher's desk during recess and the whole desk fell apart... They put it back roughly so that when teacher X put her stuff on the desk it would fall apart immediately, but when she did it didn't fall, not enough weight i think.&lt;br /&gt;Mid years coming le! So fast! The recent A.maths mock i will die very badly, cannot get more than 30marks confirm. Differentiation still can make it i think but trigo I suck at it plus so long didn't touch it = sure die for the paper! Well it was expected anyway. I'm not sure maybe i should drop after all, but too late for that, cause it's already mid years~! AHHHHHHHHGHGHGGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Ok ba that's about it, that's all i can remember for the pass few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6616502533591866216?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6616502533591866216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6616502533591866216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6616502533591866216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6616502533591866216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating_26.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6312151900005090138</id><published>2009-04-17T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:41:44.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAFA</title><content type='html'>Yesterday got nafa test, forget to bring PE shirt but luckily girls start at 3:00pm so I can go home and take, went home got a short bath because I was feeling so hot! Then sat in front of the fan for almost 5 minutes before walking back to school. I love the wind! and the Water! It was so refreshing with the wind blowing and then I get a nice cold bath. Wow. It's global warming what can we do about it, it's not getting any better the way things are now. Looks like we'll have to wait for the end of the world. At the end of NAFA test, we didn't take the shutter run because there was this group of students sitting there, then no girls in class want to run with them around. We went back to the PE room because Vanessa wanted to re-jump, so we waited for the class to finish up and then suddenly some boys that have been waiting there wanted to re-jump too, they need to jump at least 240cm, what the heck! They were jumping 200+ like nothing! So unfair, I only jumped 150+ T.T Anyway then PE teachers start to join into the 'challenge' and jump so far! 250+ WOW! The highest record by a teacher was 264 or around there. And we were so amazed we stayed and watch until the teachers declare the station closed and wanted us to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today speech day, was released to go home at 11:20am, wanted to go M eat but she was having a bad sore throat so we didn't. We brought food from the hawker center and went to her house to eat, as usual her brother said "You brought your friend here again?!" and then she turned on the TV and we watch TV and ate together in the living room. The powerpuff girls Z was kinda lame eventhough we only watch the first 5 minutes of it. After spongebob squarepants Vanessa fell asleep, then looking at her sleep, I yawned and switch off the TV and went to sleep too, we slept at the sofa. Then 2:00+ I jerk awake and thought we overslept, but when I saw the time, I went back to lala land in a different position. Then I woke up at 2:50pm and woke Vanessa up, I suggest we leave earlier just in case and she signed 1 more minutes to me, then I decided not to sleep and saw the captain underpants comic on the table, so I read it and when I'm done, it was already 3:10pm. I woke Vanessa up again and hurried her to do all her stuff, then  we left for school, we 'flew' there in 10minutes, just nice 3:30pm. I'm amazed, it was also quite hot, and then speech day. Blah blah then over at 6:50pm, we got a free packet of food and drink evernthough Mr.Su said it won't be provided, well got to thank him for that. Went home and then watch TV to relax and then now typing this post.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta turn in soon, so good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6312151900005090138?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6312151900005090138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6312151900005090138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6312151900005090138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6312151900005090138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/04/nafa.html' title='NAFA'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2833713373625694922</id><published>2009-04-15T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:27:22.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher X</title><content type='html'>Today I found out that teacher X had actually told some of our form teacher about what she did and why she did it. It was like such a cunning move, make the first move before others, then today all the teacher that knew about it and came to our class was like telling us about how some teacher uses words to encourage the students to study. Felt weird why our teachers would do that out of the blue, this couldn't get any worst, now more people especially student B is angry about her doing that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now writing this post at the computer lab, the same thing, at F&amp;amp;N class now. Better faster post for less risk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2833713373625694922?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2833713373625694922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2833713373625694922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2833713373625694922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2833713373625694922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/04/teacher-x.html' title='Teacher X'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4183674531348571598</id><published>2009-04-14T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:28:47.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>Today was really a bad day. P.E was ok, we were told to run around the new block and then do 20 sit ups, run a short distance 10times, hop with two feet together through a distance of quite a bit of very low hurdles, then do a chest pass of a ball 20times and do this for 3 times and end off with another round around the new block only. So the class did the first round together, I was doing quite well for the first round except for the hurdles, no one wants to do it first so I jumped and at the middle part my knees felt tired, cause I'm the first and the hurdles were not evenly apart and also they were quite close to each other, half way through I wanted to stop to rest a little but the people behind me might mind asbout it so I went to the side, and for some weird reason, i moved only my right foot while my left foot stays in the same position, and obviously I tripped on myself and fell, nothing's broken, just a small fall, but I was laughing so loudly at myself LOL. Felt stupid for a second but continued to laugh and hop and my knees were really weak glad I passed them without tripping on the hurdles. At the last round, the hurdles again, Vanessa walked over them, cause we were so tired, I was following about a meter or so behind her and then from the sky suddenly the ball, which was quite heavy knocked at the back of my head, bull's eye! LOL damn KUMAR! He was the idiot that threw it, and my hair was more messed up then usual because of that what the ****! MORON! I'm going to destroy you on my blog KUMAR!!!!! ARGHHHH!!@!#!@#$@!%!#$%T$O&amp;amp;*$O%U&amp;amp;#($%WEHQF#$!&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever not the first time I got hit by a hard ball at the back of my head anyway, it was the second time in my life I think. Anyway I took the hit and it's over, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During social studies it was really bad. Everyone got a bad hit from the teacher who I will not name for everyone (acctually MY sake cause I dun wan to get hauled up to the principal's office for this post) sake, the names will be censored with letters. Anyway teacher X was very angry with the class casue mock exams only 1 or 2 people passed the paper, she scolded the class and some people got almost the worst especially student A. She called him up and tell him "You did very well for the paper..." everyone looked up cause it was expected that he will do well for it, then she continued and said "At the end of the O levels when you fail your social studies paper, I would come up to you and say you deserve it!" then she slam the paper in front of him, it was like too much. Purposely say praising stuff to make everybody look up then suddenly just embarass him, what the heck, I think he took it bad, not sure since he has no expression on his face. Well, mine wasn't so bad, just one sentence and I'm off "You failed but not as badly as the others." Lucky me. Oh ya and student B was talking in malay to some friends, not sure if he remembers that teacher X understands malay, think he forget or didn't take that seriously. And after the two periods, she left and went down the stairs, everyone was like making catty remarks about her, and scolding and duno doing what. Her sacasm really very piercing, bad for the soul if you listen to too much of it. Anyway, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we went to the library only to find out that it's closed, so happily we went to develop our O levels Food and Nutrition photos, we were waiting for the guy that was at the machine to hurry up but he keep taking his time, we stod there and wasted 30 minutes of our life waiting for him to get on with his! Anyway when the female assistant offer to help us develop it the 'hard' way, means we need to wait for a few days or so, we finally finish choosing our pictures and are ready.... he was done! Again another wasted effort! Anyway we got out photos in 5+ minutes and we were off, finally we can go home. Oh and on the way home when we walked pass a coffee shop, Vanessa found a flaw at her supposed flawless perfected photograph and she gasped very loudly and said "Where the **** is the parsley!" For those who don't know, her omelette had a 'crack' at one end and all the solo photos of it had a big parsely blocking it, but for her overall photo she forgot to put it there, so that's the thing. There happen to be some other secondary students there eating, they were staring at her for a few seconds and then return to eat their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day is so.... fun? Not sure cause KUMAR hitting me didn't really affect me very badly except for my hair being EXTRA MESSY for the rest of the day, teacher X's lesson also not very affected and the Vanessa incident was kinda funny. Hmmm.... Anyway I don't want to keep dragging this so I'm posting it now.&lt;br /&gt;Good night people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4183674531348571598?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4183674531348571598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4183674531348571598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4183674531348571598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4183674531348571598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7610717229437064085</id><published>2009-04-12T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:20:27.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>Just feel like making a post today cause i just finished my maths homework. Good friday went window shopping with uncle and sister, ate sushi. Saturday stay at home to enjoy the beautiful day. Today went out also, ate katong laksa at queensway shopping center (i think that's the name) not bad, uncle wanted to make a label there but the shop not open, sister didn't eat cause she hates spicy food, not very spicy actually. Went to IMM to buy sister some new pants, uncle bought some masking tape too (think it's for school).&lt;br /&gt;Recently started watching Zatch bell anime, LOL some demon is kinda cute (like Gash, tio, nyaruato), some very yucky (cause got some perverted look on their face). Some episode very touching. Anyway it is a nice anime.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say le, go change and sleep now. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7610717229437064085?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7610717229437064085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7610717229437064085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7610717229437064085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7610717229437064085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5775256242769685739</id><published>2009-04-01T14:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:09:11.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same old</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my ****** came at 4am! WTH! Then i started to have cramps since that time OMG hell! Then I didn't come to school for that day casue seriously cannot take it. Most of the time is weekends, so I have cramps also never mind then it came at school day ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I slept until 3pm then woke up, sleep like a pig leh. Ate mango after my sister cut it so sweet~! Yum! Went back to sleep until 6+pm, uncle came home then I went up to room to do F&amp;amp;N. Everyday rushing F&amp;amp;N stuff de. Talk to Vanessa at C.A.G in her bloggie. Read her post for the day, her blog turned out quite nice. Got the news that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KUMAR!&lt;/span&gt; scored &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;36/50&lt;/span&gt; for English mock exam and is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; in class. What the heck is this! Then Vanessa and I got second for getting 34/50, I'm definately not getting better therefore conclusion? This mock exam was badly done and KUMAR IS PLAIN LUCKY HE GOT FIRST!!!!!! Not trying to be racist but seriously kumar is not very good in studies. Nothing else to say le, blog at F&amp;amp;N extra class cause nothing to do, I do finish everything teacher want le, but if I get caught by teacher now, I'M DEAD! So better post this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to add this, lately I feel like cutting down on meat, first start with beef and mutton. Next week will cut to vegetables, fruits and fish only. Fish forever cannot take away cause of SASHIMI! yummy! Then I'm going to do this until I feel that I'm healthier than what I am now! It's going to be hard but I've got to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading the very old edition of national geography, I can't believe that my uncle has national geography since 1970++. So long ago wow. I read them in my messy room hence the new picture put at my blog. LOL I don't have a pet cat by the way. And my room is not so creepy looking and I sleep at 10pm in the night so I can't read by the moonlight. Oh ya and I'm not so nice looking. Nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing before I forget again &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5775256242769685739?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5775256242769685739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5775256242769685739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5775256242769685739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5775256242769685739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/04/same-old.html' title='Same old'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6987526949607963821</id><published>2009-03-24T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:08:43.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mock Exams</title><content type='html'>Mock exams for yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday got elementary mathematics and english, e.Maths I think I'll pass with flying colours, even though question 1a I skip cause I no time to think, I saw the next question was simultaneous equation, so I dun want waste time and skip it, it was 1 mark anyway, but 1 mark is a lot! Root problem, i dun wanna think very hard, so there. ALmost everything I know how to do, except one or two part of a question. Question 8  didn't complete, did until finding the area for the triangles, did first question and no more time. Anyway my paper was looking good, but I'll fail or won't get very high marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, chemistry sure die! Moles culculation, again all skip, total 9 marks. Pathetic... I forget all about it cause I never study chem at all. Physics is ok, got a few careless mistakes after asking Vanessa at the end of it. Science maybe gonna die. Social studies! Whoo! Sure die! I never study the essay questions, all from memory, my momory is not good by the way. But at least essay question still can at least write a decent length, impressed with myself, sure cannot score a lot of marks. Source base also cannot score much cause I all give a bit nia, I not sure of my answer then cannot write a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep now. Rushed post. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6987526949607963821?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6987526949607963821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6987526949607963821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6987526949607963821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6987526949607963821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/03/mock-exams.html' title='Mock Exams'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8693855744092995069</id><published>2009-03-22T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:21:52.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of holidays</title><content type='html'>Last day of holidays today, so fast over le. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;Now doing F&amp;amp;N as usual, having a bad mental block cause I can't think of reasons, so anyhow surfing Internet for some inspiration. A load of crap anyway, just came back from a hair cut and eating sushi. Then went past a CD store, went in and started grovelling to uncle to buy some spongebob CDs, success, bought 2. Finish watching just now LOL! Not bad, something I've never seen before. There were loads of new disc, but too abd can't buy all, I think I'm going to add have a full collection of all spongbob episodes under my dreams, but by that time I'm already so old. No time for spongebob le, haiz.. feeling sad just thinking about it. Ok whatever I gotta go back do my stuff le. I dun wanna camp overnight today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8693855744092995069?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8693855744092995069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8693855744092995069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8693855744092995069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8693855744092995069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-of-holidays.html' title='Last day of holidays'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-739091253384957559</id><published>2009-03-19T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:22:56.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgusted!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after Vanessa and I completed our CIP for flag day we went around some near by places at orchard road, we went to taka to eat sushi at XX restaurant but then when we saw the menu we was like "What the heck!" cause normally few dollars stuff there sell almost reach $10 wow. The place is still the same as other restaurants, got air-con, got seat, got people serve you, why need pay so much! So we went out, then we walk into another place, XXX. We were just walking around until we walked pass fish and co. So we felt like eating there, we got in and we got our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the worst thing, when we sit down, I realised a couple was outside the restaurant near the escalator, they were like so 'Romantic' until I wanna puke. They were like talking, then after awhile the guy was like touching the girl's butt I think, cause there was a board advertising the special price for fish and co. Then it's like censor the touching part from my view. Then after that they continue talking then after that the guy go touch her face and the girl was like closing her eyes and touching the guys hand also... *Puke* Then when the girl finally want to come in to eat, the guy is like pulling her hand like he want her to stand and talk some more but the girl i think convince him to come in, then after that when they come in, the girl saw two of her friends and then they sit down with them, then a few minutes later the guy went off. Weird..&lt;br /&gt;Then that was not the only thing, Vanessa's view was even more ****. When I saw this whole thingy, Vanessa was also witnessing another ***** stuff at the same time. It was this guy that was wearing yellow shirt, super yucky! I'm so lucky I didn't see it or else I would freak and wanna get out of this place before eating and paying. I dun wanna talk about her side cause will pollute the young minds of innocent teenagers. Ya, mine has been polluted 1% already, cause when Vanessa tell me what the **** he was doing, I was like "YUCK!" Then the friends of that girl consist of a girl and a guy, that guy was like looking at Vanessa when she tell me what she saw, and she was also show me some of the action. *Shivers*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this two incidents made me think about what happen when we were walking around taka for awhile, we went down the escalator and then there was this couple in front of us they were like showing the world their affection. They were kissing a bit (they were doing the tongue thingy) then when the escalator going to end, the guy go and bite her lower lips! *Yuck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**puke* *puke* *puke* *puke* *puke* *puke* *puke* *puke* *puke* *puke* *puke**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day with loads of bad luck, then in the morning when we reach somerset, we were like walking around for almost an hour, ok maybe about half an hour cause we rest a lot. Then when we finally got correct directions to where we can get the coin can, we were like so relieved. Anyway our coin can was like so empty, no one want to donate money, most people that donate was foreigners. Cause maybe they have been asked loads of times or just maybe they want more money to spent on shopping. Anyway since no one wants to donate we slack a bit, and we didn't ask smokers cause we can't stand the smell of the smoke. But when we reach the center at the end of the day, some kids from other school told their friend or the person giving and collecting the coin can there that the smokers are actually very generous, cause one gave a $10 note. Wow, who would've thought.&lt;br /&gt;There's also another, when we were just walking straight after we got our coin can, every where we go there's already people there, so we cannot steal their donators. Then we keep walking straight, there was this point where the road is quite narrow, there were also a group of girls from other school, they were doing CIP too and they were waiting for the people to go so that they can walk through, then suddenly this guy that was walking just held out his phone to show them that he had already donate (you get a sticker after you donated, so he paste his on his phone) and they didn't even asked him! We were sort giggling and then suddenly the same thing happend to us and we burst out laughing after the man is gone, so did the girls. OMG! It was so super funny the way the man did it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the main thing is the disgusting thingy that I mention above. I think Vanessa blogged about the yellow shirt guy thingy in her blog. Not sure, if she did not then never mind ba, too Yucky for words, don't pollute your mind just cause you're curious. You'll regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-739091253384957559?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/739091253384957559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=739091253384957559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/739091253384957559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/739091253384957559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/03/disgusted.html' title='Disgusted!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7008483545407553390</id><published>2009-03-11T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:18:24.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food and Nutrition Madness</title><content type='html'>Food and Nutrition do the coursework until half dead. Gotten a clearer picture on what I should do for each section, need edit them when I feeling more alive. Just finish up geography homework. Tomorrow got geography test and E.maths mock test. Holiday still cannot rest cause sure got loads of homework, first two days need come back to school for lessons. Flag day cannot change the shift to morning 7am, need re-think plans on that day with Vanessa when remember. Visited 4E7 class blog hosted by kumar and wesley. Linked already just click. Newly made, it's the forum for 4E7 and everyone (although maybe only the 4E7 students can understand the contents) &lt;some&gt;. Going to sleep in 10minutes. Just check the blog more infomation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class blog: &lt;a href="http://www.chinesemalayindianpunjab.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.chinesemalayindianpunjab.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently class have been making funny jokes, a little racist but everyone took it with a bag of salt, each take turns to make lame jokes. Only to be heard in classrooms when teacher is not around. Class is 100% not racist by the way, they just run out of jokes to tell. There are loads of lame jokes about the yellow, brown, black people. Racism has become a big joke for our class, might last until this year's over, then no more of it or other people might feel offended. I wonder who started this whole thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that Boon Meng and gang are like ga-ga over HOT PINK colour lately (actually few weeks back). Duno why but I kinda want to know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7008483545407553390?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7008483545407553390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7008483545407553390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7008483545407553390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7008483545407553390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/03/food-and-nutrition-madness.html' title='Food and Nutrition Madness'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-9034480243342261004</id><published>2009-03-09T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:04:33.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fucktard Brother Incident + extras</title><content type='html'>The title: My Fucktard Brother Incident + extras&lt;br /&gt;By: Your truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident happen on Sunday, 8.3.2009&lt;br /&gt;Briefly saying things through cause I now doing f&amp;amp;N.&lt;br /&gt;A bit censored cause now I not fe4eling angry anymore, cannot have the angry feeling added into it, also kinda nothing to do even though I got something to do... Pardon for the censors in it, and for it sounding boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning 6:00am, my brother come into my room, search the room/ purposely making noise. What the hel!l Wanna wake me up then call la, irritate me for what ****. Came in and go out dunno how many times, then wake me up at 7:00am +, ask me where is game boy(quite old but playing to de-stress sometimes), I say nothing and go back sleep(on purpose).&lt;br /&gt;He go down, then come up and jump sit on my leg, ***** la, so ****ing pain shit him la. I woke up and shout what la, he wanna me to give, then I say "You dun gimme back my key then I won't give you, anyway it's not yours I dun want give you,  you also cannot do anything." (at this point i almost going to snap) He go down take scissors and come up then he yank my hair and say "You want the key right!" then I say "CUT LA! CUT LA!" Then he cut, then he go down and I was screaming vulgarities at him, example you fucktard (fucker + retard= fucking retard undergo changes so that dun need waste too much saliva, fucktard), coward and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Not obvious actually, but I still angry, the hair is mine he have seriously no right to cut it, some more he threw it right in my face, that went over the line, I had to pick them up and throw them away to keep my bed clean, ****.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle came out of the toilet, I gave him some details, then I posted the message to some people. Censored message btw. Few hours later my second uncle came visit me, said he was shocked to receive my message, didn't know I had the bad blood in me. Talk to me, actually the talking did help even though I was being rude to everyone except my sister until at night, knew I was being a fucktard also by the way I'm talking to people, can't help it, too angry. (By the way, sorry about that, no mood to care cause too angry)&lt;br /&gt;Whatevea, I was thinking that maybe the next time he does that again I'm gonna call police and say out all the bad things he's done. Act Innocent and cry abit then can le, I win! Not sure might need some solid proof. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extras&lt;br /&gt;Now doing F&amp;amp;N, tomorrow no social studies test, woopie. I think I wednesday CMI le, got quite a lot og editting not done yet. Tomorrow still got the after school leadership training 2pm-5pm. How, my uncle night then come back, duno how le...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I better go back do my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-9034480243342261004?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/9034480243342261004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=9034480243342261004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9034480243342261004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9034480243342261004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-fucktard-brother-incident-extras.html' title='My Fucktard Brother Incident + extras'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8958251959213213064</id><published>2009-02-27T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:44:27.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after shock</title><content type='html'>Today, finally the last day of the week, yesterday got three test in a row. Last period chemistry test, next is geography test then after 30 minutes of break then the A.maths CA exam.  The first two question was like easy then the back questions all was know half of it only, my A.meths is sure die de.&lt;br /&gt;Later need to visit the kidergarten for the developement for food and nutrition, then later vanessa and I are going to watch a movie, i wanna watch The Pink Panther 2 again but very waste money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8958251959213213064?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8958251959213213064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8958251959213213064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8958251959213213064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8958251959213213064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-shock.html' title='after shock'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6092958050179278948</id><published>2009-02-24T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:13:11.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new</title><content type='html'>Nothing new to say, doing O level Food and Nutrition coursework. Test almosst every week, as expected, homework pilling skyhigh. A.maths rate of change I suck at it, a lot! I dying while doing it, totally clueless about this tpoic, maxima and minima still ok, can cope. I have to ask teacher soon or O level I die le. Trigo, log also all this topic used to be good until stop using them, trigo from the start not good le, esspecially for E.maths. Chinese another hopeless case.... How! HOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend going to eat sushi with Vanessa to de stress. Maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6092958050179278948?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6092958050179278948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6092958050179278948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6092958050179278948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6092958050179278948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7641524009093622640</id><published>2009-01-23T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:18:06.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy chinese new year</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;This year 'I might not be celebrating Chinese new year, cause I got tons of homework to do during the holidays haiz... Then there is also this possibility that I will procrastinate my work again. This year taking O levels cannot slack anymore but this realy suck when I cannot relax during Chinese New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7641524009093622640?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7641524009093622640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7641524009093622640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7641524009093622640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7641524009093622640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy chinese new year'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-6258495495370647881</id><published>2009-01-05T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:46:41.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>workshop</title><content type='html'>Today school nothing to do. At class there is a workshop where we learn about The success cycle, the person comes in a gives a talk about setting goals for 2009, how to prepare for o levels and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was not really listening and it was very grueling because I was like trying not to fall asleep by pinching my cheeks and then there was this 5 whole minutes I totally fell asleep until the person suddenly shout "Ok everyone how many Vs have you got?" and I didn't know what to do cause I don't know what to do cause I was asleep!&lt;br /&gt;After school, we head to the library, then we were just surfing the net. The that sicko ah ma come in, walao she is like worst then my grandma who is very naggy, but if you want me to choose who I want to be scolded by, I'll choose grandma cause I can say "Huh i dun understand la." and she'll stop cause she duno what I am saying (she duno english). That sicko ah ma very what leh, she scold people like nobody's business. so stupid sia she everyday come but we not everyday come then she say that she everyday come see us play computer only, what the heck, she see ghost issit. Super sicko la, then after that will be like acting like sick retard for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;And I am like typing this with eyes on the wall peeking so *****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-6258495495370647881?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6258495495370647881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=6258495495370647881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6258495495370647881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/6258495495370647881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/01/workshop.html' title='workshop'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2348697320453794510</id><published>2009-01-02T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:49:05.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>Happy New year to me :)&lt;br /&gt;and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;My house computer spoil during the last week of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;The computer always got virus, maybe it's got something to do with getting to let people fix and that person put the virus in.&lt;br /&gt;My first day of school and it wasn't so bad except  for the part where my sister isn't at the library when I went there. Vanessa brought the harry potter scene it disc to school to test out in the library computer to see if it works.&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting at the library  playing the games for 10 whole minutes and wasted 1min 30secs when Vanessa accidently press the "start timer". We went around the school searching for that idiot and Vanessa found her in the canteen eating LOL. She says the library no air-con so she went to the canteen, then nothing to do so she buy food to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2348697320453794510?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2348697320453794510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2348697320453794510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2348697320453794510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2348697320453794510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2745264556736100733</id><published>2008-12-18T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:59:46.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my uncle's birthday~ yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday  to him.&lt;br /&gt;Will edit those short ones soon.&lt;br /&gt;Have to go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2745264556736100733?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2745264556736100733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2745264556736100733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2745264556736100733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2745264556736100733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-58268956850937244</id><published>2008-12-08T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:08:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>DEcember time, christmas coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-58268956850937244?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/58268956850937244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=58268956850937244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/58268956850937244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/58268956850937244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4754897717582289404</id><published>2008-11-29T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:16:28.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Later write</title><content type='html'>Later then edit this post cause no time to think. brb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4754897717582289404?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4754897717582289404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4754897717582289404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4754897717582289404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4754897717582289404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/11/later-write.html' title='Later write'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1478105659716258029</id><published>2008-11-15T08:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:10:30.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back :D</title><content type='html'>I'm back from India, Kerala! whee :D&lt;br /&gt;It was totally different than what I expected seriously, I always thought that India was like hm... a bare piece of land, sandy, hot and sunny, a few trees growing here and there and people living in maybe huts.&lt;br /&gt;They're quite modern too, but not like Singapore, the school I went to has no lights and air-con, but their education level are almost about par with us, I walked pass a primary 5 classroom and the chalkboard was the polynomials formula, very surprising, really.&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad but they don't really seem very sad, they were so cute and happy, they really was very excited when we went there, they were looking out at the window and they kept waving to us. The trip to the top of the hill was really beautiful, it was the greatest! It was so awesome and beautiful, oh the view was great, might was to upload a few photos of it the next round I come the update.&lt;br /&gt;It was too bad that on the last day of the trip which is shopping day, I fell sick! And worst cause I was sick I accidentally left my spectacles in that hotel! I only remember when the plane land back on Singapore!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.................... My uncle is going to be so mad, and I didn't bought any good gifts for anyone of them, only my sister and my uncle receive a few gifts but they were not decent! Sobs! This really sucks! I wanna go back to take my spectacles and buy a few gifts for them!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to a western restaurant at Marina bay, open air, to eat dinner because my father's father's(grandfather, just so you know which side he is from) elder sister just went for and operation and is now alive and kicking, wants to celebrate her success with everyone around :D&lt;br /&gt;It was a really nice place and I really like it there, but half of the people that went there were not really into the western culture, they were more of Chinese and were like talking aloud, besides that it was because both my grandfather and her elder sister had a little hearing problem, so we ended up annoying some other people(maybe, not sure) but it's OK, I still don't know a lot of people from my father's side of the family tree, a failure for being their cousin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today near the afternoon we are going for another trip to somewhere, I think it's the same area but different place, anyway going there for a wedding dinner, I don't even know who is getting married... I'm so hopeless, and there are still tons of holiday homework not done yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unfair why do we have to do homework on holidays! Ya ya I know it's for our own good, don't want us to forget what we learn during the school days or next year O levels, blah blah blah, but it sucks well, I guess primary school life is over. Last time all I have to say is  oh I forget to bring for a few days, two results, 1. Get away with it Xp or 2. sent to principal office and call parents, then when I unlucky parents always cheat with me so I'm always getting away with it. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not staying for too long so good bye. Happy holidays to whoever is reading this post or only this part of the post, or for those who are having holidays now, good luck for those that are not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1478105659716258029?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1478105659716258029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1478105659716258029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1478105659716258029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1478105659716258029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back-d.html' title='I&apos;m Back :D'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8581874683566207196</id><published>2008-10-27T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:48:39.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>Just trying to write something here but duno what to write well...&lt;br /&gt;Editing the blogskin, I need one as an example and then slowly add some other stuff to it then it'll become unique.&lt;br /&gt;The india trip preperations are on the way, bought some stuff, well most of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Well... it's getting late anyway so Good Bye~&lt;br /&gt;To myself~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8581874683566207196?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8581874683566207196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8581874683566207196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8581874683566207196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8581874683566207196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/10/updating.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-559996209563898043</id><published>2008-10-16T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:17:44.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm free</title><content type='html'>Ok exams are over now, failed a few subjects specifically Additional mathematics and maybe chinese, as expected anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Few problems with the india school trip, firstly my passport, I had to make a new one because my old one cannot use anymore then after that now the new one is so erm... new. The passport number is no longer my IC number now, what a headache. Secondly my IC card, when I went to make my IC at 1.9.08, the person said that I can get it after three weeks, then now the other woman at my school general office says that I had to wait till this month third week before I can collect my IC, what the heck is this! Anyway, I'm not really very keen on taking it anyway, cause my photo sucks. When I went to took the photo the guy was like "Must be able to see forehead." and "Hair cannot cover ears." and "Sit up straight." and also "Don't smile so obviously." then I was so angry so I did bother to smile for my photo, then snap... That's it, that's my photo, LOL. Thirdly is also the india trip, they want my parent's income tax letter, but I don't know how to say it in chinese, how am I going to tell my parents what I want if they can't understand it! HOW! Someone please enlighten me... Ah well, I'll think of a way anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-559996209563898043?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/559996209563898043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=559996209563898043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/559996209563898043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/559996209563898043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-free.html' title='I&apos;m free'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7366024601175823444</id><published>2008-09-22T14:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:49:35.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating</title><content type='html'>I just realise that last time I post some updates, it was actually so that I can see the neat line of months at the side. LOL, feels so stupid typing some crap for the sake of a continuous neat line of months. Anyway this post is for that too, I am secretly blogging when the library now dis allow people blog cause duno which idiot sent post scolding teachers and residents in the area or some crap like that then the residents complain to the principal so poof those idiots just cause our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever I am done cause Vanessa is now beside me and I wanna go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7366024601175823444?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7366024601175823444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7366024601175823444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7366024601175823444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7366024601175823444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/09/updating.html' title='updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8813718812215357894</id><published>2008-09-13T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:49:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyberbullying</title><content type='html'>I just realise a few days ago, I've been cyberbullied for so long. Actually I don't sound like I've been but who cares just wanna say it out, erm... it's about a certain someone scolding Vanessa and I on her blog, saying that we are childish for playing tamagotchi when we were secondary 1. So what it's fun, as if there's a problem about it, adults can play it also ba, duno what's wrong with her, and dun want to know. So she was just scolding us anyway, it didn't actually affect me in anyway at all but Vanessa says we can sue her for cyberbullying! Wow but too bad we're poor people, if we're richer maybe she wouldn't be here. Money sure makes alot of diference in life...especially when someone who hates you jumps right into your pitfall trap willingly. Oh well, better luck next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8813718812215357894?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8813718812215357894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8813718812215357894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8813718812215357894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8813718812215357894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/09/cyberbullying.html' title='Cyberbullying'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8004997226624494217</id><published>2008-09-11T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:49:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Akatsuki</title><content type='html'>A must watch for all naruto fans (well, at least that's what I think), try not to die watching this few videos. Just so you know I'm not linking to part 7 cause (children shouldn't watch it) so if you're interested in it go find it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UqceF_0nMgM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UqceF_0nMgM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlCybvRexzc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlCybvRexzc&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__FtHbmn5TI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__FtHbmn5TI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VV6c186Gd6o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VV6c186Gd6o&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSq32T3nc0M&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSq32T3nc0M&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCcpTJpLEz8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCcpTJpLEz8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SilM52CBAJ8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SilM52CBAJ8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTZ-nMhH7ik&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTZ-nMhH7ik&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8004997226624494217?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8004997226624494217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8004997226624494217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8004997226624494217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8004997226624494217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-with-akatsuki.html' title='Fun with Akatsuki'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-9196261506429842485</id><published>2008-09-02T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:53:19.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights</title><content type='html'>I went through torture yesterday night. I thought I was going to die, here's what happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, forget what time, I was sleeping in my aunt's room (for the air-con since the door is open), it was fine at first cause I think I was so damn tired, then the fan started making weird noises, I didn't turn it off, wait I COULDN'T turn it off because I was so tired I can't move my body (or maybe because it was night and I just felt lazy) then for the whole night it kept making weird noises, damn it was irritating and I couldn't sleep. The worst was I am suppose to go eat sushi with Vanessa today since I couldn't make it during Sunday again! (IC thingy, don't ask about it) I think at about 6am I couldn't take it anymore, I was practically dying cause I saw the moon go down and sun come up (it's crap) then I slept and at 10am Vanessa called me, luckily there's a phone in the room or I'm going to roll down the stairs, anyway she was mad when I say I can't make it. Damn what the hell is wrong with the fan anyway, cause me to upset Vanessa, curse it. Maybe half the problem was with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mouse to the computer now it's spoilt, first it wouldn't react well, second it's left-click becomes right-click and the original right-click is spoilt, jam in a fact, can't click it and there is no left-click now (puke) and finally it broke down, now even when you move it, the arrow won't move anymore, should've expected that right from the start, luckily there's another one of this machinery (kinda like a pad with a pen that you can use for drawing on some programme on the computer, the pen acts as the mouse) it's kinda hard to use but at least I can use it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bad can my day get today and tomorrow I have to wake up at 9am to go for the chemistry lesson, this is crap. Think Veronica is like going to say something again... *sigh* maybe I should skip the lesson after all, boring chemistry with a few people eyeing to kill me, what next? Vanessa ignoring me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-9196261506429842485?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/9196261506429842485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=9196261506429842485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9196261506429842485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9196261506429842485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless nights'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5789890859478827121</id><published>2008-08-30T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:06:51.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunder...(puke)</title><content type='html'>Misunder...stood...&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's already passed a few days since this incident happened and whatever just feel like writing it down before I forgets about it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a few days before the term break started the the class was like writing up some crap on the whiteboard so that our teachers will thought that we have a lot of things to do during the holidays and won't have time to come back for supplementary lessons. They were writing crap stuff such as: go Ireland for IRA recruitment, class hair check, class chalet and etc. all on the right-hand side of the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Mr Tan, our chemistry teacher came in and wrote on the left-hand side of the board that we have to come back to school at 3rd September for chemistry supplementary lesson then veronica and her group was like calling Mr Tan to provide breakfast for the whole class and duno what.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after he left they start to write something on the whiteboard underneath what Mr Tan just wrote. I was reading a novel and didn't bother to look up until Vanessa call me to read what veronica's group wrote, I look up to the right-side of the board and read a little of what crap some other people wrote before turning to the left to see what the group wrote.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the problem now, when reading the craps I said "Retarded" and half way saying that I turned to the left-hand side of the board to read what they wrote, veronica heard that and thought I was referring to them cause I was facing them when I finished saying that word.&lt;br /&gt;So now Veronica feels VERY offended and is currently scolding me back with different method which I could not catch properly, didn't know until Vanessa told me that they scolded me. LOL. But anyway I didn't even know Veronica was mad at me until Vanessa told me too. Heh, ignorance is a bliss they say.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway didn't really affect me in anyway since nobody really cares about whether I'm in class or not, they've got better things to think about besides caring about people who they're not even close to.&lt;br /&gt;Where was I hmm.... anyway there's already a few people in class that hates me, or maybe half the class hates me well this is not important. The thing is if I explain this to Veronica she might say "Oh next time don't do that, it cause a lot of misunderstanding." but maybe deep in her heart she'll be thinking "Does she really think this crap excuse is going to work, I can do even better." or maybe she won't think about that, I duno.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm technically in a big fix where I explain: may get rejected, don't explain: might not live to my O levels.&lt;br /&gt;Well and I think I've chosen don't explain since I'm sort of like a heck care attitude person, I mean I don't really think she'll still hold a grugde over the weekends and another whole week + some extra days earlier. Ah well it'll all fall back into place soon... I hope. I'm like going to see these people till O levels are over, after that I might not even see them ever again. Althought I still would want to make peace not hate to my classmates, welp whatever I'm like an invisible person in class anyway even if I meet them when I grow up I doubt they will even remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have we learn today kids?&lt;br /&gt;"When critisizing something, look at that something until your done, this is to prevent misunderstanding and perhaps make your life easier a little."&lt;br /&gt;Hurray! A new lesson learned the hard way. ROTFLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5789890859478827121?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5789890859478827121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5789890859478827121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5789890859478827121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5789890859478827121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/08/misunderpuke.html' title='Misunder...(puke)'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-9204831639833797093</id><published>2008-08-22T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:09:48.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's Vanessa:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shall not just put a pathetic fullstop HOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BITHDAY TO XXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;(this part sounds weird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA-PPY BITHDAY TO YOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;YES. HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SORRY, I COULDN'T GET YOU A BIRTHDAY CAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(I had forgotten to bring my money LMAO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh well. I making up for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm making one!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O-R-E-O cheesecake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BYE BYE. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thanks Vanessa for helping me type this during my "celebration of a year nearer to my death" day. If I don't blog  during today I'll maybe feel guilty about it for a few years! Argh! The agony. Edited a little part of it, don't type out my name next time dearie, it's suppose to be censored~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-9204831639833797093?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/9204831639833797093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=9204831639833797093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9204831639833797093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9204831639833797093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-31561066900907548</id><published>2008-07-27T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:23:31.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>video</title><content type='html'>Watch this retarded video, it's old but very funny-&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=-xEzGIuY7kw"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=-xEzGIuY7kw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;They see me mowin'&lt;br /&gt;My front lawn&lt;br /&gt;I know they're all thinking&lt;br /&gt;I'm so White N' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna roll with-&lt;br /&gt;The gangsters&lt;br /&gt;But so far they all think&lt;br /&gt;I'm too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;'m just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Really, really white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First in my class here at M.I.T.&lt;br /&gt;Got skills, I'm a Champion of DND&lt;br /&gt;MC Escher that's my favorite MC&lt;br /&gt;Keep your 40&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have an Earl Grey tea&lt;br /&gt;My rims never spin to the contrary&lt;br /&gt;You'll find they're quite stationary&lt;br /&gt;All of my action figures are cherry&lt;br /&gt;Steven Hawkings in my library&lt;br /&gt;My MySpace page is all totally pimped out&lt;br /&gt;I got people begging for my top 8 spaces&lt;br /&gt;Yo I know Pi to a thousand places&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces&lt;br /&gt;I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;I'm a whiz at minesweeper I can play for days&lt;br /&gt;Once you see my sweet moves you're gonna stay amazed,&lt;br /&gt;my fingers movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze&lt;br /&gt;There's no killer app I haven't run&lt;br /&gt;At Pascal, well, I'm number 1&lt;br /&gt;Do vector calculus just for fun&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got a gat but I gotta soldering gun&lt;br /&gt;Happy days is my favourite theme song&lt;br /&gt;I can sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong&lt;br /&gt;I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on&lt;br /&gt;I'm fluent in Java Script as well as Klingon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see me roll on, my Segway!&lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart they think I'm&lt;br /&gt;white n' nerdy!&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to roll with-&lt;br /&gt;The gangsters&lt;br /&gt;Although it's apparent I'm too&lt;br /&gt;White n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;How'd I get so white n' nerdy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been browsing, inspectin'&lt;br /&gt;X-men comics you know I collect 'em&lt;br /&gt;The pens in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;I must protect 'em&lt;br /&gt;my ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored&lt;br /&gt;Shopping online for deals on some writable media&lt;br /&gt;I edit Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;I memorized Holy Grail really well&lt;br /&gt;I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL&lt;br /&gt;I got a business doing websites&lt;br /&gt;When my friends need some code who do they call?&lt;br /&gt;I do HTML for them all&lt;br /&gt;Even made a homepage for my dog!&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Got myself a fanny pack&lt;br /&gt;they were having a sale down at the GAP&lt;br /&gt;Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap&lt;br /&gt;POP POP! Hope no one sees me gettin' freaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour creme&lt;br /&gt;I was in AV club and Glee club and even the chess team!&lt;br /&gt;Only question I ever thought was hard&lt;br /&gt;Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?&lt;br /&gt;I spend every weekend&lt;br /&gt;at the renaissance fair&lt;br /&gt;I got my name on my under wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see me strollin'&lt;br /&gt;They laughin'&lt;br /&gt;And rollin' their eyes 'cause&lt;br /&gt;I'm so white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;All because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;I wanna bowl with-&lt;br /&gt;the gangsters&lt;br /&gt;but oh well it's obvious I'm&lt;br /&gt;white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-31561066900907548?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/31561066900907548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=31561066900907548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/31561066900907548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/31561066900907548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/07/video.html' title='video'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4107778483154577232</id><published>2008-07-23T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:52:13.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juat updating</title><content type='html'>Just updating today, got some time at my hands so I went to find a new bogskins and this is wow, it's blue~ my favourite. Well, back to homework I guess, didn't know what happen I just suddenly type in "Blogskins.com" and started look for a new skin. Lucky me I found this lovely one. ^^ Got to go back doing homework before I get too addicted to this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4107778483154577232?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4107778483154577232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4107778483154577232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4107778483154577232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4107778483154577232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/07/juat-updating.html' title='Juat updating'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-3809059773478396039</id><published>2008-06-07T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:55:09.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holidays started!</title><content type='html'>June holidays started and it's already almost the end of the second week. I haven't started on the holiday homework, I just can't get motivated to do it. Hmmm......... Well anyway I haven't been doing much, except playing Pangya with Vanessa. Ok ok Pangya is an old game I know, but it's quite popular in other countries, they play Albatross18 which is also like pangya but more updated as more people play it. Anyway I'm not moving on to Alba18 as they don't use A-cash but astros which can only be bought using credit card. Most of the clothes can only be bought by astros so I'll have difficulties buying it. My uncle is so against me spending alot of money on games so it won't be easy convincing him to help me buy. So I'll just continue playing maple :)&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's about it hope I start doing my homework next week Xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-3809059773478396039?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3809059773478396039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=3809059773478396039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3809059773478396039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/3809059773478396039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-holidays-started.html' title='June Holidays started!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-4392355592043976443</id><published>2008-05-22T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:46:20.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holidays~</title><content type='html'>Wheet~&lt;br /&gt;June holidays up next~&lt;br /&gt;Ah well I finally got the time to come blogging~&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been watching naruto again. So how many have I watched well quite a few but I've no time to watch all there is out there. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow I'll have to go to school only at 11:00am~! Wheet~&lt;br /&gt;And PangyaSEA is closing down~ Sad I feel like playing Alba18 but can't buy cash since it's not local, maybe I'll continue with maple and stop this golf online game.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to decide, anyway just want to update so this is to waste the sapce Xp&lt;br /&gt;ok so now i've wasted quite some space erm... well time to go~&lt;br /&gt;I'll properly update next time Xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-4392355592043976443?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4392355592043976443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=4392355592043976443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4392355592043976443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/4392355592043976443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/05/june-holidays.html' title='June Holidays~'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2723861224548749182</id><published>2008-03-16T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:59:43.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of term 1 break</title><content type='html'>Well I've still got tons of homework left half completed... I don't know what's gotten into me lately but I just feel like I should update my blog even though I'm in the middle of COMPLETING MY HOMEWORK!!! I haven't update for a long time and well that's just it. I've been training my maple character quite a bit over the holidays and am glad to say I changed job at friday! Yeah! After some hellish training, but now I'm stuck with a few skillbook quest that cannot be completed easily, like getting the mini pianus so that carta can let me in to get the will and getting Tirple Throw which only Zakum will drop dammit those people really suck alot! They wouldn't stop Zakum for even a day. I can't get in no matter what! ARGH!! Fustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well thursday I went to eat sushi with Vanessa and the restaurant count money by height, if you're above 1.4m , you're considered an adult even though you're not, well my  sister happens to be primary 6 and well she exceed the limit by 0.7m , she's considered an adult to the restaurant. It's so unfair for god's sake she's only primary 6 and well maybe it's just the way they earn money. That apart, the japanese cuisine inside is really very nice, it's like in sushi heaven~!! I wish I will never be full and never be hungry and will never be fat, I can gorge myself silly with endless supplies of salmon sashimi!! Ah~ the beautiful taste of food is just heavenly~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok got to go back to homework, I'm currently copying the English assignment, teacher says to be typed and printed out, but recently Vanessa told me she went to check and it has to be HAND-WRITTEN, I'm already done typing the contents now I have to re-copy them out shoot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2723861224548749182?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2723861224548749182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2723861224548749182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2723861224548749182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2723861224548749182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-day-of-term-1-break.html' title='Last day of term 1 break'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7339914624713568809</id><published>2008-02-25T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:16:40.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!!!</title><content type='html'>STRESS! STRESS! STRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I can't take it anymore! Everyday got C.A exam, trail test and so much homework!&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why some people study half way go suicide, things that need to learn have to remember, things that don't need to learn also need to remember... At this rate my brain is going to burst, plus it's a waste of my braincells... Of course suicide will be the last thing on my mind, I might consider running to another country maybe... Hahaha... as if i got so much money... haiz this also cannot, that also cannot but seriously speaking it doesn't bother me one bit unless i have to work from morning until night. If i get a 2-hours sleep in between i'll be fine. So far i haven't burn midnight oil yet but i think maybe by secondary 4 it'll start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me think about anime, i'm now watching ranma 1/2 , this show is very funny, i can laugh until I roll on the floor, but i haven't yet it'll be so unsightly, even though nobody cares much. Oh well got to start doing my homework now, no time to type my blog also... What have my life turn into!!! TELL ME!!!!! nothing i bet, technology is cursing the lives of younger generations, espcially those whose studies are not so good or moderate or somewhere near the top or maybe even the top students, O levels is cursing my life! Who the *toot* wanted secondary 4/5 to take O levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way this music is my brother's erm... favourite (i think) so he wants me to put on my blog so that he don't have to log in to imeen to listen to it. It's just a few songs from gundam seed and destiny, quite catchy even though you have no idea what they are saying, LOL! I rather listen to linkin park's songs, but too bad. (For me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7339914624713568809?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7339914624713568809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7339914624713568809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7339914624713568809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7339914624713568809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/02/stress.html' title='Stress!!!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-8880463640626401767</id><published>2008-02-08T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T15:57:56.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done with some anime</title><content type='html'>I finished watching bleach a few weeks ago and to my dissapointment there will be more episodes but people have not upload and sub it, hmmm... it really nice and I can't wait for the second movie, but it won't be out anytime soon so I'm moving on to the next one, I wonder if there's any other nice ones too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-8880463640626401767?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8880463640626401767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=8880463640626401767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8880463640626401767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/8880463640626401767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/02/done-with-some-anime.html' title='Done with some anime'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5427025775183316602</id><published>2008-01-11T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T19:11:19.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much</title><content type='html'>Noting much to say, I'm still waiting for the PoT OVA 18 to come out, I know the anime is quite old but I don't mind watching it a few  times, which I have, I don't want to watch it all over again so I'm now watching Bleach and Naruto, maybe when I'm done with these two OVA 18 would have been out long ago. I heard they were really nice anime too, so I ended up watching them too, they're good and well hopefully I'll be done with them soon so that I can watch my PoT again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5427025775183316602?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5427025775183316602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5427025775183316602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5427025775183316602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5427025775183316602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing much'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1511124842604986038</id><published>2007-12-25T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:57:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>YEAH! CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I just finish watching all the PoT episodes + OVA episodes also, althought OVA 18 is not out yet, I think it'll be here next year, AHHH! I can't wait! I've got some episodes that I really love alot! So below are the names of the episodes, by the way you should watch them in japanese with english subtitles, cause original sounds nicer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAUTION: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PoT OVA 7(Prince of beach volleyball!?) contains a little&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;as&gt;&lt;/span&gt; erotic scene, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but nevertheless it's still quite nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PoT(Tenipuri +1 ep) for most people you might need to download veohTV if you're watching it on veoh.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PoT 64:Tenipuri&lt;br /&gt;PoT 70:Tennis VS PingPong&lt;br /&gt;PoT 71:It's a date&lt;br /&gt;PoT 87:2 Tenipuri+1 ep (1 hour)&lt;br /&gt;PoT 98:Prince of Billards&lt;br /&gt;PoT 99:Cursed Racket&lt;br /&gt;PoT 100:Captin Oishi&lt;br /&gt;PoT 101:Eat Rikaidai&lt;br /&gt;PoT 107:Off to the cottage&lt;br /&gt;PoT 108:The chairman shows up&lt;br /&gt;PoT109:Surprise at camp&lt;br /&gt;PoT 132:Tenipuri&lt;br /&gt;PoT 135:Kikumaru's summer vacation&lt;br /&gt;PoT 163:Kaioh's Unknown World&lt;br /&gt;PoT 165: Tenipuri Family(Hawaii/christmas)&lt;br /&gt;PoT OVA 7:Prince of beach Volleyball!?&lt;br /&gt;PoT Special OVA:Atobe's Gift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1511124842604986038?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1511124842604986038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1511124842604986038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1511124842604986038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1511124842604986038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2963104860078562556</id><published>2007-12-17T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:34:10.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;7th of December, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a heavy headache, I can't even walk properly, I feel like my head is filled with water and I went to the kitchen and get a cup of water, I thought my sister called me so I went to the front garden and she wasn't there so I went back to drink my cup of water. I think I was hallucinating too, like I hear things but nobody hear anything and stuff like these but I didn't see things. I didn't feel like doing anything except sleep, then after  hours or more my uncle came home, I went down and tell him about it, then he took my temperature and it was 39.2 what the heck! I was like going to go crazy with my sister watching TV at a loud volume and my uncle trying to tell me I need to go to the doctor. After the doctor I took the medicine and went to bed, it was around 9.00pm if i remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th of December, Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt better and I stop hearing things when I woke up. It was like I fell sick for a day only, but at least I can get to go to thailand. I still took the medicine just to be on the safe side until nearing night when I took my temperature it was 35.6, I wonder if it has something to do with the medicine. Anyway the doctor anyhow give me medicines, cause I don't have sore throat and he gave me the medcine for it saying "Later on you'll have sore throat." and that's not all, he also gave me cough syrup and pills, pills for block nose and he said the same thing. Well of course he gave the pills for fever and bodyache and two different kinds, this is the only two medicine I took. Damn it! Give so much rubbish and only two are useful what the heck I'm never going there anymore for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th of December, Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up and jumping today, that means I can stop eateing the medicine and go to prepare my trip to thailand, but I still can't eat anything that might make my fever come back and my whole family is eating durian, I manage to eat a piece but was caught when eating my second piece. It was very nice. I also wonder what vanessa might be doing now, she's in america.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th of december, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to thailand today and yes I am excited, my sister was blabbering something about swimming when we reach there or eating sushi. We'll reach at night cause we're taking the evening flight. There was a delay and since my sister is not yet 12, she's considered a child and we (my uncle, my brother and me) get to go onboard the plane first. I was so tired when we reached thailand cause it was already 11.00pm there which means 10.00pm in singapore and I always sleep at 10.00pm. When we reach my third uncle's condominium unit, I didn't even un-pack my bag, I just jump onto the bed and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12th of december, wendesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third uncle went to work so we're all alone in the unit, we watch the DVDs inside the drawer and well I found one of my favourites 'The Pink Panter' yeah it was very funny esspecially the part where clouseau(pronounce as clue-soh) and ponton follow xania with a newspaper, there is also 'Stardust' and we watch until 3.00pm then we went for a swim which is at the 4th floor, the water is very cold and the clorine in the water is very strong, yuck, I drank some by accident and I almost choke, I spit out a little but most of them went down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th of december, thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was slcking at home for the almost the whole day, my sister went swimming as usual but I didn't want to follow because of the clorine. My brother was reading the comics he found on the shelf and I was watching some other DVD that I found. Some were very funny and some were not worth watching, anyway my brother and I was slacking at home with the television on and since there is no fan, we have to turn on the air-con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th of december, friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third uncle came home at night, it was very late on he wanted to go out and buy some stuffs, I was very tired and didn't want to follow, so was my sister. So only the both of us was left at home, she was very scared to sleep alone in a room so while I was drinking my cup of water and reading my comics in the living room, she slept at the sofa, after a while when I went into the room to sleep, she followed in. What's there to be scared about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th of december, saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third uncle bring us to a palce called Riverside or something like that, you have to pay to take the boat to different places by the riverside, we stop at port 8 and we went into the temple near there. You have to pay to go in too, the steps to the top of the temple (if that's what they call it) were very steep, the first flight have no railings so you've got to bent forward while walking up so that you won't loss balance and fall backwards. The second flight of stairs were very narrow and steeper than the first, there were railings so it's not so difficult. The third flight of stairs were even narrower and steeper, there's railing too but I didn't climb up, I stop at the second level cause it was really hot and I afraid of heights so I don't dare to climb up. After that we went down and when walking down the first flight of stairs, it was very, very scary, the cause there's no railing and once you slip, that will be the end of you, you'll at least break a few limbs, but I made it down safely. After this we stop at port 13 to do a little shopping and went to the weekend market for more shopping. I saw some cute puppies, hamsters, cats and even squirrels for sale, too bad I can't buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th of december, sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're coming back today and we were packing up already, since we woke up early I go dig the drawer for my last movie before coming back to singapore, we watch 'Death at a Funneral' it was very funny, first they took the wrong coffin next a guy took the wrong pill and went nuts hallucinating things. After the movie we left for the airport, the check-in took 30minutes and the flight was delay for an hour. On the airplane, nearing singapore, we went past some clouds and the water vapour condense onto the window, since the plane was moving at a very fast speed, the water vapour shot up from one corner of the window, it was at night and the back was a pich black, it was so beautiful watching the water vapour, it's like watching a meteor shower except it was shotting upwards! I wish I recorded it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2963104860078562556?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2963104860078562556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2963104860078562556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2963104860078562556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2963104860078562556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/12/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>Krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744008593642066497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-9127153001793609294</id><published>2007-07-14T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:46:53.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Econs Practical Test</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow got test and i am already half way done preparing for the test , Vanessa forgot to do the menu and now i am supposed to help her print out the pictures for her menu but i don't know what she wants , she keep saying something i don't understand , just when i think i got it i confirmed with her she say it's not what she want.....I am in such a hot soup!!!! DIe le lar! I'm doing my best to help with her request but it seems kinda wrong!!!!What am i gonna do!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-9127153001793609294?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/9127153001793609294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=9127153001793609294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9127153001793609294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9127153001793609294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/07/home-econs-practical-test.html' title='Home Econs Practical Test'/><author><name>BAKAbaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18067353940958599907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-1920890568553390465</id><published>2007-07-10T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:29:18.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful story NO.2</title><content type='html'>The Alien and The PlumpSeller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day an alien land on earth , the ailen saw a plumpseller and walked over to him, the ailen use sign language and pointed to the plump with his thumbs facing downwards, the plumpseller point to the plump with his thumbs facing upwards, the ailen pointed 3 and the plumpseller pointed 5 . The ailen then pointed 7 , the plumpseller rub his thumb and index finger togther(money) and the ailen walked away.The plumpseller was very angry and he told his boss "Just now a cheapskate ailen and say my plump is bad quality , i told him my plumps are good quality, then he say he want to buy 1kg for $3 and i told him because my plump is good quality he have to pay $5 for 1kg,the ailen then say he want 7kg but when i ask him for money the ailen ran off , such a time wasting creature!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ailen went back to his leader and told him " I just met a horrible man , i told him i come from the heavens(thumbs down) and he said he come from hell(thumbs up) , i told him i killed 3 of his friends and he told me he killed 5 of our friends. When i told him i use my ray gun to kill them, the horrible man said he tickle them to death!(the thumb &amp; index finger rubbing)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Everyone should learn a second language :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-1920890568553390465?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1920890568553390465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=1920890568553390465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1920890568553390465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/1920890568553390465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/07/meaningful-story-no2.html' title='Meaningful story NO.2'/><author><name>BAKAbaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18067353940958599907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-5868038261705794575</id><published>2007-07-10T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:16:11.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanigful story</title><content type='html'>The Story Of The 2 Nuns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was two nuns called Maths and Logic ,&lt;br /&gt;one night they were walking back to their temple when they heard the sound of footsteps behind them, they started to run and logic said "the man is going to rape us" , maths said "I've calculated the speed and distance , he will catch us in 2 mins." Logic said"Let's split" , maths said" but he will catch one of us " , logic said "there's no time, meet you at the temple" then they ran in different directions , maths came back to the temple safe but logic was no where to be seen. After a while logic came running back,she was un-harmed too. Maths asked her"Did the man catch you , how did you escape?" Logic told her "Yes the man did caught me but when i was almost trapped i pull up my skirt and the man pull down his pants, then i ran off , since his pants is down , he could not catch up with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Sometimes you have to use logic to do maths^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-5868038261705794575?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5868038261705794575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=5868038261705794575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5868038261705794575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/5868038261705794575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/07/meanigful-story.html' title='Meanigful story'/><author><name>BAKAbaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18067353940958599907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-7049463564621649774</id><published>2007-07-10T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:18:51.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Story</title><content type='html'>The three blondes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three blondes who are sisters,they wanted to become a detective so they went to the workplace of a detective. The detective was happy because he was short handed , he tested them by giving them a picture to look at , when he asked them what can they conclude from the picture , the first blonde said "This person is easy to find because he only have one eye " the detective told her " The picture is taken from the side view so he look as if he only had one eye" , the second blonde said "This person is easy to find because he only have one ear" the detective was very angry and he said the same thing to her . The third blonde said "this person is eay to find because he is wearing a contact lens" the detective took a look at the picture and went off to ask his partner and it was true , the detective ask the third blonde "Even i cannot tell so how could you?" she said " It's actually very easy because the person only have one eye and ear so he cannot wear spectacles "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-7049463564621649774?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7049463564621649774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=7049463564621649774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7049463564621649774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/7049463564621649774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/07/lame-story.html' title='Lame Story'/><author><name>BAKAbaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18067353940958599907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2389840687935878569</id><published>2007-06-26T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:34:50.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday mood</title><content type='html'>The same old day at school again , study only , just now when i was doing the maths i cannot think properly . I was not on my right mind and in the end i thought i didn't know how to do the question but acctually i know . So i have to take it easy , i think maybe i'm still in holiday mood , once i get out of it i'll be back to normal . There's nothing interesting to type about my day at school , it was over in a flash . Bored .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2389840687935878569?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2389840687935878569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2389840687935878569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2389840687935878569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2389840687935878569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/06/holiday-mood.html' title='Holiday mood'/><author><name>BAKAbaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18067353940958599907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-9136487889726802592</id><published>2007-06-25T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T12:38:55.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Wow didn't blog for such a long time , since after the dairy farm camp until june holidays are over. My uncle's computer was infected by virus so it keep restarting again and again , that's why i didn't blog over the holidays . There was nothing much to do during holiday because it was very hot. For the first week i went to the lan shop to play maple now only level 85 , then on the second week the heat got worst so i didn't go lan shop play , in fact i spent the whole holiday home after that , until last friday i went to cut my hair , the hair dresser so what de , he cut my hair and keep asking me to dye my hair black , i don't see any brownish colour on my hair anyway . The first day of school is so boring there's nothing to talk about.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-9136487889726802592?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/9136487889726802592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=9136487889726802592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9136487889726802592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/9136487889726802592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>BAKAbaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18067353940958599907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35339491.post-2224673233060788606</id><published>2007-05-11T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:38:50.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Week Over</title><content type='html'>So many days never blog because of exams cannot blog for so long.Today is the maths paper 2 , quite hard leh...I think i can only get 30+/50 cause the graph question i lose alot of marks. Hmm... Bad bad i cannot top the class for mid years le (in maths), next week monday is last paper science paper 1 then tuesday no need go school because no exam on that day and other people still got exam , wednesday is marking day. Two day dun need go school le ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35339491-2224673233060788606?l=deliciouspaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2224673233060788606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35339491&amp;postID=2224673233060788606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2224673233060788606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35339491/posts/default/2224673233060788606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-week-over.html' title='Exam Week Over'/><author><name>BAKAbaka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18067353940958599907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
