<?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-5612661990508384428</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:37:52.230+08:00</updated><category term='Mistakes are bitter. I&apos;m sorry.'/><category term='CIP pictures'/><category term='Coca-Cola Stucture'/><category term='Frequent Reader?'/><category term='deeply loved'/><category term='highly favoured'/><category term='greatly blessed'/><category term='Hilarious Recess'/><title type='text'>I forgive; but I dont forget</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-2406918503498096447</id><published>2009-03-03T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:59:37.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He was a good man; I'll live to regret.</title><content type='html'>Grandpa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to leave us. I've got so much to tell you; how much I love you &amp;amp; how much I appreciate you. Why did I take you for granted and yet only now, I regret. Why did I scream and shout at you &amp;amp; didnt appreciate all the time I had with you. All of us, especially Grandma is grieving over your loss. The house is so much more empty &amp;amp; quiet without you. The hosue is filled with your memories; it's so difficult. Why does a good man like you have to go so soon. I'm happy you didnt endure any suffering for your last few breaths but I'm sorry I wasn't by your side. Why was the operation so last minute? We didnt know anything. Why did you sign for the opearation &amp;amp; we were all not informed? Even though I didnt speak or see you during your last 1 week on Earth, I'm still filled with all the memories. You're always so cheery and no matter what, you'd always care for me &amp;amp; love me. How you brought me up; to and from school; taking care of me. I still remember, something you wouldnt normally say; you said "I Love You, Eunice", on the last night I saw you. You saw it was coming didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa, I'm sure you're in a better place now; without suffering or illnesses. You're with God. Grandpa, be in peace &amp;amp; remember us for you will always remain in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done for me. I will never forget you or your deeds. I love you, Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your-One-&amp;amp;-Only Granddaughter,&lt;br /&gt;Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-2406918503498096447?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/2406918503498096447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-was-good-man-ill-live-to-regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/2406918503498096447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/2406918503498096447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-was-good-man-ill-live-to-regret.html' title='He was a good man; I&apos;ll live to regret.'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-1064175249957115331</id><published>2009-02-28T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:35:35.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muggin'</title><content type='html'>OMG. So much homework luhr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Homework/Upcomings Items/Tes&lt;/span&gt;ts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Maths Homework 10 &amp;amp; 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Research for IPW (Olympics)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Maths Tuition Homework (Kumon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Maths Tuition Homework (Private Tutor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;: TingXie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Wednesda&lt;/strong&gt;y: Spelling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.&lt;strong&gt; Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: Maths Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: ACC! Appreciate of Chinese Culture a.k.a Chinese Literature. Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. Need to complete Science Investigation Project soon. Which reminds me, WE HAVE NOT STARTED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If its not clear to you, I'll sumarise it up for you. In just one word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friggin' sian. Dam tiring. What kind of weekend is this? Ohhh well. The only bonus in this weekend is CATHETISM CLASS! Whoopeee! Haha. Ohhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm. Schools alright. Pretty fun. Juniors are quite nice. Pretty sociable &amp;amp; friendly. &amp;amp; schools JUST SO FUN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2Grace is starting to get things going! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beat is started to rhyme.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohhh. &amp;amp; I'm supposed to dedicate smth to Clarissa? I realised I did, in the other few posts already luhr. Hmmm. Only, I shall dedicate smth to the clique. Ohhh, &amp;amp;. I've got a clique photo. Next time free then post. Many empty promises about photos, but really no time. SORRY. Here goes, our clique is fun? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Adorable &amp;amp; funny. She's always there for everyone of us(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l: Our sickminded-joybringer-laughinggadget-member. Her presence is always welcomed &amp;amp; enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clarissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Funny girl that makes me fun. Weird hair &amp;amp; hilarious at times. But. In fine print: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She can get really annoying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha! &gt;.&lt; ! Hope we wont kill me for that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Horny-PE-partner. LOL. She's just so cute? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Funny at times. Moodswingish? Haha. - Presence enjoyed too -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YueYi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Yueyi is like so funny &amp;amp; cute. I REALLY LOVE HER PRESENCE; when she's not emoing; that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-1064175249957115331?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/1064175249957115331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/muggin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/1064175249957115331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/1064175249957115331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/muggin.html' title='Muggin&apos;'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-522030889981073538</id><published>2009-02-23T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:39:40.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>1. I know I've been having loads of such writing style. But I've too lazy to write them in paragraphs. &amp;amp;, I like being random(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I STILL CANT STAND HER! [The person I mentioned in my previous post]. Why cant she gossip with me? It's so annoying! &amp;amp; she so lame! &amp;amp; her OMG reactions are FRIGGIN' stewpid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Eh. I dont really like her (An EXAMPLE. NO PERSON IMPLIED)&lt;br /&gt;She: She nice what.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: No. You just dont know her well enough.&lt;br /&gt;She: I think its you that dont know her well enough.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant she just discuss about it with me for us to talk and reflect over it. Is this how friendships should be? Have a STUBBORN &amp;amp; FIRM statement that you cant discuss over with your friends; &amp;amp; just based on your viewpoint? That you dont want to listen to my reasons? I knew her long ago, wouldnt I know more?&lt;br /&gt;You may think: "Oh, She is so nice. Doesnt talk bad about people &amp;amp; just think that everybody is nice". Then. fuck off. Cos you're pissing me. &amp;amp;, she claimed she doesnt want to do things/activities/events with ANOTHER PERSON yet when that person invites her to another event, she says "Ohhh, I WANT!". tsk. typical suck-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is based on my opinion &amp;amp; the person is someone who's okok with me. So, I'M NOT BLOGGING ABOUT YOU; if you somehow think that I'm talking about you. CAUSE ITS NOT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WE'VE CHANGED SEATS; finally. Wahaha. I dont want! I just found comfort and adore my old seating. I'm going to miss Jiawen &amp;amp; Lydia &amp;amp; Charlene. BooHoo. The only person who "CAME" with me to my new seat is RenXin, at least still got someone to talk too(: Ohhh and. Haha. The 1 important thing that I forgot to say is; I'm seating with NATALIE CHOONG. Hope seating with her is going to be fun? She's quiet? &amp;amp; pays alot of attention; being the monitor. Haiz. But we're seated right at the back. tsk. How to pay attention like that? ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. OMG! So much homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Science Investigation Project is so yucky. I took time &amp;amp; effort to do up the timeline &amp;amp; guideline and allocation of work loads but no one seems to appreciate it. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IPW project is another YUCK. At least got Audrey(: Maybe I'll get to know Cheryl Chiam more too(: Wanted to work with Audrey, but neverrminds. &amp;amp;, I'm still pissed; with THEM. Ok, fine. Not them. Just 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How would friendships works with people from different classes? Half an hour of recess is already so short; whatsmore, but to find each other. &amp;amp; by the time you've found her, you've finished queuing. Then when she queuing, you already eat finish? Wth. Going around "Did you see my friends? I cant find them again! *calls frantically*. Why dont you just go for recess with someone in your class? Cant find a recess partner or even a clique in your own class arhh? L.O.S.E.R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Life is going pretty well. A lil' contridicting to all those issues up there, but life is till going just alright(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. OMG! How could I forget to mention this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE IS DARN HOT! He is soooo cute. I'd bet many people know who I'm referring too? Haha. Tried to cursive her name today, and renxin thought I wrote "Ice-Cream". LOL! Look alike mehh? He's dam hot luhr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. BYE BYE! Sorry, no time to edit the font size and colour up there ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-522030889981073538?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/522030889981073538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/522030889981073538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/522030889981073538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-2778188506656401315</id><published>2009-02-20T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:02:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>1. I am&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I know I've not been updating recently; but who actually cares about my blogg? I think I'll be deleting it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love CherylA's writing style on her blog. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;k, that's just random&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll be going to Nelia house on Sunday before CatClass to bake cookies! Will be my first time at her house. Cant wait to see your dog. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm so sorry to CherylA. Sorry, cant make it for tomorrow's outing. Pospone it to next Friday! O.o! Bugis Street is going to be alot more noiser with us there. Wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm pissed with this person in school. &amp;amp; I've found another person who dont like her. What's her problem! So act cool with that SUPER UBER weird/messy hair whom she thinks is VERY nice. &amp;amp; her reactions to statements/comments that we make that is not something to be "shocked" or OMG about! With all the senior crap talk. Just cause I dont talk about my senior &amp;amp; junior doesn't mean I'm anti-social. Cause you dont know them, so if I talk about them, wouldnt that just make you BORED; like how I feel. &amp;amp;, every conversation I'm in with other people, I try to keep you involved. Do you do that? &amp;amp;, I'm/used to be a loner? What the hell. LOL. That's just cause you didnt know me. But, maybe we were just moody &amp;amp; moodswingish today. Hope things will work out fine between us. I'm sure it will; cause I believe that's a 99% nice side of you and I've unfortunately glanced upon that 1% of you. I'll just hope for the best; but meanwhile, we're definately friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Our clique is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disbanding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; due to the short recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. JiaWen is darn strong. &amp;amp; violent, if I may add. With that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;corny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; messages she sends me. LOL. *freaks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Lydia is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIOLENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &amp;amp;, Lydia, I dont go "ouch" every now and that(: LOL! &amp;amp; you really sound like a cat. You've found a talent, immitating a cat? Haha. &amp;amp;, you're hilarious, especially today. ROFL. LOVE YOUR G.UNIFORM? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. HOMEWORK are piling! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Valentine day was fun. But I'm sick. Fridge filled with chocolates. Cant eat any. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. CCA is fun. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photography course is d BEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It's SO &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. OMG! Its 10pm! Ghost Whisperer just started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Byee guys. I'll try to post often, but no one actually bothers to visit anymore. Cos, my blog is &lt;strong&gt;dead&lt;/strong&gt;; I know. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-2778188506656401315?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/2778188506656401315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/2778188506656401315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/2778188506656401315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-6786594365372490729</id><published>2009-02-06T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:22:10.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA.</title><content type='html'>Heh Heh. I've been MIA for almost half a month! Haha. But I dont think people actually care cause I doubt anyone beens coming to my blogg, waiting for an update. But anyway, how am I going to put 2 weeks of events in a post? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, I. STILL. LOVE. LEE. JUN. KI k? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hmmm. Clarissa's been waiting for me at the blue playground every morning. Then, we'll walk to school together(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM SO SORRY THAT I AM ALWAYS LATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; one things' for sure! Clarissa is a VERY patient girl. She can wait for like 10-15 mins for me without calling/smsing to rush me. But ahhh. HOLD ON. It doesnt mean that I've so inconsiderate to make her wait for long, its just that sometimes, I cant help it too! And, for the very UNUSUAL times when I actually am early and have to wait for her, I would call/sms to ask about her whereabouts and how long she would get here even if I've just waited for 3 mins. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A FRIEND I AM! REALLY SORRY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhh. &amp;amp; I've realised that there are people whom I didnt think will read my blogg actually reads my blogg. HEH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. If I knew you would want to be treated that way; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- not be waited for when you have not finished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- have to go looking for your friend frantically during recess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- ETC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I knew you wanted to be treated that way, it would have been so much easier for me than to wait for you every now &amp;amp; then and try to dont make you feel left out. Or try to pull you into the conversation. Whats. the. point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MY FRIENDS ARE CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. LOL! So random. Hmmm. I love my clique can! SO EXTREMELY FUNNY. PE was fun. High jump sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. I've collected angpows! OBVIOUSLY! LOL. Made about $600+. Hmmm. Whats the point of only meeting my relatives once a year? It's pretty redundant. If I could dont go, I would definately not go. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;RELATIVES ARE SUCK UPS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Why are there people saying that I look like Danson Tang and Lee Jun Ki? LOL! Its so silly. I mean, 4-5 people say I look like Danson Tang. And like at certain moments and angles that I am in, my friends start saying "OMG! You look like LEE JUN KI!". Is it because of my hair? HEH! Told the stylist I wanted Lee Jun Ki hair mahh. HAHA. &amp;amp;, ITS NOT GAY ON HIM! and. I DONT LIKE DANSON TANG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. LEE JUN KI IS NOT GAY! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he smokes though&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. The night market is &lt;strong&gt;silly&lt;/strong&gt;. SO SMALL! Cheesy sausauges were LOVELY though. HAHA. YUM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. OMG! I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE INTERESTING TO WRITE! I can think of so many - so many uninteresting events. MY LIFE IS OFFICIALLY BORING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. My writing skills seemed to have dropped. WHATS WRONG WITH ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is so sian. I've got to go.  I promise I'll post really soon. Made a lot of empty promises on that in my blogg so far, but this time, I PROMISE. &amp;amp;, in the next post, you're going to get a real treat! CLARISSA's PHOTOS! Got about 50+ in my phone can(: HAHA. CLARISSA IS SO GOING &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt;! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s. Clarissa is a NICE girl whom loves to call me "girl". LOL! I have a name! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thats: Eunice OR Jenner'lyn OR Junkki. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-6786594365372490729?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/6786594365372490729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/6786594365372490729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/6786594365372490729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/02/mia.html' title='MIA.'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-7843424840729163611</id><published>2009-01-21T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:55:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day..</title><content type='html'>Holy! My new haircut is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unnervingly atrocious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I hate it! Every part of it except my fringe. The "feelers" horrible. Stewpid stylist! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today morning went pretty well. Actually, it went good. Assembly was in the Hall. I received a message from Ruth, Crystal, Laura &amp;amp; Yijun. They've apologised. Haha. The war is finally over! I'm so happy. Apologised back (OF COURSE), can now, we can see eye to eye; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;! Heh heh! Real glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Econ was alright. Chicken Rendang was pretty easy to cook. Taste, surprisingly, not bad too(: Next week, we're doing Pizza! Wish me luck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. &amp;amp;, Malay went hehheh, went ...... Alicia, Clarissa, Sarah, Yueyi, Lucia, CherylA &amp;amp; me, like all crowd around 2 tables &amp;amp; started talking like crazy. That's was like officially when we created our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7-members-clique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Heh. We're actually "recruiting" for 1 more member since even numbers are always better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicknames are&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alicia &lt;/span&gt;::: Nachos' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheryl Ang&lt;/span&gt; ::: Pork/Porky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clarissa&lt;/span&gt; ::: Zu Ge Li/Qiao Ke Li &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eunice &lt;/span&gt;::: Junk-ki (Jun Ki sounds to yucky; so JUNK-KI sounds alot more cute?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucia&lt;/span&gt; ::: Lucha/Cha Cha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt; ::: Tek-koh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yue Yi&lt;/span&gt; ::: Pop Corn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Everyone created there own names(: Except for Alicia, Lucia &amp;amp; Yue Yi. They couldnt think of any, so we very helpfully, thought names for them! Hah! Aren't we such kind souls? I'm sure this clique will be ALOT of fun! The fun has only just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ya, science was like chitchatty. Sat at Ruth's seat; beside Sheryl Long. She pays alot of attention &amp;amp; asks alot of questions! GREAT GIRL! While, we (Popcorn, ZuGeLi &amp;amp; Tek-koh) were talking talking talking. Sheryl was like "I cant hear! I cant hear!" Sorry eh. Heh. Really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if any of my blogg readers find our nicknames stewpid or anything like that, its not for you to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME was BORING! Luckily was sitting with clique. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laughed alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have Maths Remedial. Sian. Have to sacrifice my long lunch hour. Could you call it sacrifice when its unwilling and being forced to go? LOL. Luckily Clarissa with me, then after that can go for CCA together. Ohhh ya, I'm joining Kumon Maths. wtf. pffft. Mom say try 2 months first luhr, see whether good anot. And, joining Clarissa's Science tuition. We actually looking for a private tutor, then can teach us together. So, if of my blogg readers have a good and reliable SCIENCE tuition teacher, please tagg/email/call (if you have my number) me! Really in need of a tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. I'll be posting photos in the next post. Promise!&lt;br /&gt;p/s. To "Hi Fugly": Please stop being such a lowlife leech in the society okay? You claim that my blogg is lifeless/atrocious/shameless and gawd-knows-what. So why are you still coming here to spam? Isnt it too contridicting? &amp;amp;, why don't you just tell me your name so we'll save all this trouble. If you dont, you're just a coward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-7843424840729163611?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/7843424840729163611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/7843424840729163611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/7843424840729163611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html' title='What a day..'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-2459773789324956843</id><published>2009-01-20T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:26:08.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Girl A] &amp; [Girl B] Stupidity.</title><content type='html'>Ohhh this is GREAT! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; read my blog; which means I can tell you what I need to say without talking to you in your face or smsing you or actually, smsing you is like more of like "smsing THEM". tsk. Since you cant read my mind &amp;amp; innocently, without knowing, forward the messages. Anyway, if you say that I hold a grudge that what's the point of this conversation with you [Girl A] &amp;amp; her [Girl B]. Here's how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Girl A]: Ohhh look! Eunice is smsing me AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;[Girl B]: Really? Forward it to me. Let me see.&lt;br /&gt;[Girl A]: Ok. *forwarding*&lt;br /&gt;[Girl B]: Wahlao. What is Eunice trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;[Girl A]: Exactly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy, so whats the issue about me holding a grudge. See who's smsing who first? Who's taking the first intiative to smsing who? &amp;amp; then, you guys make it to seem like it's me who isnt forgiving. wth. &amp;amp; 2 side story? HELLO! [GIRL A]; like you know the 2 side story. I myself do not know whats happening and whats [Girl B] saying to you about me. &amp;amp; neither do you know whether its true anot. What's more, its coming from an UNREALIABLE SOURCE; HER! As though you dont know that numerous lies she managed to spun. tsk. I've already talked to [Girl B] a couple of times, outside her class &amp;amp; at CCA fair when she was wearing this dress. Trini was here; she witnessed it. &amp;amp; then, you guys say I hold a grudge. I've only got PISSED AGAIN, when I found out that ALL my messages I sent to you was forwarded to [Girl B]! Please be considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, people. [Girl A] claims that "[Girl B] is my best friend so we tell each other everything!" Does that mean that [Girl A] cant keep secrets that classmates tell her? Cause she supposedly, CANT READ OUR MINDS and not know thats its a private/confidential/secret message that is not for other people to hear/see. So, doesnt that mean that telling secrets to [Girl A] is like telling the whole world since she tells [Girl B] who exxagerates everything &amp;amp; tell the universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I'm not insulting for downgrading anyone since I've not stated any names. &amp;amp;, my blog = my rule. Not happy? LEAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To [Girl A]: YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOU THINK YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;To [Girl B]: I dont know whats wrong with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-2459773789324956843?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/2459773789324956843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/girl-girl-b-stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/2459773789324956843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/2459773789324956843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/girl-girl-b-stupidity.html' title='[Girl A] &amp; [Girl B] Stupidity.'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-5792516922214958815</id><published>2009-01-19T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:55:12.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go ruin someone elses' life.</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty fun. Got to know some of my classmates &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLARISSA IS OFFICIALLY HILARIOUS! LOL. Or maybe it's me that laugh almost over everything these days... hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, we intend to go out on 29th January. With Yueyi &amp;amp; others. Going to CCK Swimming Complex. Haha! Clarissa complaining her old swimming suit too old &amp;amp; that she'll look &lt;em&gt;obscene&lt;/em&gt; in it. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU KNOW BOTH SIDE STORY? YOUR STORY DETAIL IS COMING FROM L.N.. SHE HAS LIKE THIS "MADE-UP-STORY" TALENT. &amp;amp; YOU'RE ACTUALLY LISTENING TO HER? ITS EXACTLY WHY SHE DOESNT DARE/WANT YOU TO SMS ME, WORRYING THAT WE DIRECTLY WILL CLARIFY OUR DOUBTS &amp;amp; PROVE THAT EVERYTHING SHE SAID IS MADE UP. WHY ARE YOU SO GUILABLE. LIKE 50% OF THE PEOPLE SHE KNOWS HATES HER. like LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, people like them should seriously go run into a wall. No-Life-Losers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, today, stayed back with Clarissa. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY SUCH A NICE PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. *clapps* She wanted to meet this p6 girl from SNGS whom she met on Friendster. The p6, in a way, pangseh her. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Clarissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for helping me carry the pineapple tarts(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp;,&lt;/span&gt; thanks &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yueyi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for your Grandma's delicious pineapple tarts that you sold to me at such a reasonable price!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Junwei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you suck! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG! Iljimae is ending soon! Today second last episode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW FINALE ALREADY. sobs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm glad Clarissa is in remedial with me! LOL! Haha. We made a pact. To study harder and do well &amp;amp; get out of this class, with certain people WHOM WE HATE! Namely, L.N's best friend. NOT the other 2, JUST 1 of them! tsk. pffft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to PEOPLE WHO TAGG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Can please comment on my writing style &amp;amp; content? Like feedbacks? I know I should put of more pictures though. Heh. Its greatly appreciated if you could take some time to do that. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s I know you dont read bloggs. But. Kiss my ass, bitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-5792516922214958815?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/5792516922214958815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-ruin-someone-elses-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/5792516922214958815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/5792516922214958815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-ruin-someone-elses-life.html' title='Go ruin someone elses&apos; life.'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-3083624424130828568</id><published>2009-01-18T15:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:35:17.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have so much to blogg about! Ok, lets start with... Lee Jun Ki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha. Well, super sad! Iljimae is going to end on Tuesday, 20th January. *heart aches* I've been going to all the blogshops I can find to look for Lee Jun Ki merchandise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you know of anyone or any blogshop selling his merchandise or ANYTHING that has got to do with him, please tag me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, did I mention that Clarissa Teo is SUPER FUNNY &amp;amp; fun to be with? Well, she really is! I'm amazed too(: We're both each other's listening ear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way, L.N is a fucking irritating annoying bitchy asshole. As though she dont know that there are SO MANY people who hate &amp;amp; cant stand the sight of her. Still go round clinging and kissing people. Wth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forget it. pffft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I hate CHINESE! Why she so liddat derhh. Give so much homework and always let us out late for recess &amp;amp; school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohhh ya! Yesterday, went shopping with Mom at FarEastPlaza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 skinnies (black [$59] and light faded blue [$49]) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 black with white pokkadots scarf [$5.90]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 tops from 77th Street [$29 &amp;amp; $33]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hairclips from Chameleon [$4.00]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pair of palms [$15.90]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 belts [$30]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha. Wanted to continue shopping but it was pretty late, so went home. Sobs. Somemore my mother a.k.a ATM was shopping with me luhr.. &lt;em&gt;sniff&lt;/em&gt;. New year shopping luhr. We'll be going back there soon for Part 2! Haha. Will post pictures of it soon(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;. We've got new furnitures! Whoopy! 6 tall black dining table chairs. Its a real beauty! I wanted to post a photo of it, but I'll wait till the table is neat. It's in a REAL mess now &amp;amp; most of the time it is. Got to wait a pretty long time before I can get that photo! Anyway, we've got SO MUCH goodies around the house now. I'll mention as many as I can. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A hamper gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 bottles of Pineapple Tarts&lt;br /&gt;3 bottles of Love Letters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 bottles of Egg Roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.5kg of Ba Gwa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 packets of Tae Kae Noi seaweed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 cartons of 1.5 litres soft drinks (which makes it like about 36 bottles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;29 can drinks. &lt;em&gt;left&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 tins of Butter Cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 packets of Chipmore Cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An entire fridge full of chocolates/ice cream &amp;amp; sweets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 packets of Chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 Jagabees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats. about. it. I think... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have really not idea why there are so much drinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Complete madness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is there even a recession!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm. Last infocomm session was a real slackk. Ms Li wanted to give us a course but she lost her voice so we watched Wall-E instead. And the previous previous session, we just watched Peter Pan. What. A. Slack. CCA. I'm. In. &amp;amp;, she let us surf the Internet quietly during that period of 2 hours of course. Trini &amp;amp; me like went to eat Orange Bowl can. No queue luhr. Super good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infocomm rocks! Sec 1s' dont regret when you classmates who INTELLIGENTLY joined Infocomm tell you how slackk &amp;amp; cool infocomm is!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm. This is such a boring post. No pictures derhh. Let's see if I can find some real RANDOM picts. My apologies to the people who will kill me for these picts. Readers, you're in for a great time; coming right up... I actually think those "victims" even forgot that I've got such pictures of them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(p/s If any of my "victims" are strongly upset or angry about the photos, please let me know &amp;amp; I'll take them off immediately)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292546045179563138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SXLmlkRTjII/AAAAAAAAAGs/5DpIDpG5e7A/s320/DSC00581.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah looks so adorable! Haha. Sorry; its pretty blurr. HEARTS her freckles! &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292546047927293874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SXLmlugal7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/yM1VBr2Sveg/s320/DSC03263.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My dear dear Yueyi! She looks exceptionally cute here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292546040876453378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SXLmlUPXTgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/FxDKsg8hp6Q/s320/DSC00150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random. My bed. Just that I've taken down all 16 of my posters; collects dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292546043088551042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SXLmlcexPII/AAAAAAAAAGM/aVSjMt-qmBg/s320/DSC00610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clara looks so angry here. O__o. I am so scared! Haha. Super CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have so many ADORABLE FRIENDS! &amp;amp; there are MANY MANY more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s I've got a paper cut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s To Clarissa: Better not say "HENG arhh, my photo not there". I'll make sure I'll get a photo of you soon! Haha. Better wear your best look ALL THE TIME! Haha(: Actually got one photo of you at Orange Bowl queue. But too small luhr. Zzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-3083624424130828568?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/3083624424130828568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/paper-cut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/3083624424130828568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/3083624424130828568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/paper-cut.html' title='Paper Cut'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SXLmlkRTjII/AAAAAAAAAGs/5DpIDpG5e7A/s72-c/DSC00581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-4996200322295454161</id><published>2009-01-14T19:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:00:48.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;How can they do that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I smsed to [Girl A]. [Girl A] was out with [B], [C], [D] &amp;amp; [E]. &amp;amp;, guess what. [Girl A] read the whole message I sent her to ALL of them; out aloud. &amp;amp; to think I didnt know anything about it &amp;amp; still tried to be nice to [Girl A] &amp;amp; talk to her. &amp;amp; yet, everyone thinks it my fault cause [Girl A] is this SUPER SWEET &amp;amp; "INNOCENT" girl who acts so kind. [Girl A] &amp;amp; me were actually already alright, but [Girl B] goes &amp;amp; tell her not to reply any of my messages anymore. What kind of person is [Girl B] &amp;amp; why is [Girl A] submitting herself to [Girl B]? Why doesn't [Girl A] have any sense. Why cant [Girl A] decide things for herself. What's worst is, [Girl B] acts so nice in front of me. What kind of logic or screwed-up-brain-thinking so they have? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM DAM FUCKING PISSED OFF! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to anyone who know who I am referring too, please dont tagg her name on my tagboard. her name is not worthy to be there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me calm my nerves down first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haizz. I wont let that destroy my mood to continue typing k? Hope you understand if the rest of the post is not as good as before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okayy, so. Well, I'm English Leader. Ok, that was random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Xinhui has been smsing this guy. She says its a guy with 6 alphabets in his name. But 1 syllabus. And his name ends with a "N".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;_ _ _ _ _ N (1 syllabus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone can figure that out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, something pretty weird happened today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yueyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: My Aunty watch Iljimae last night &amp;amp; she said Lee Jun Ki is actually quite shuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(being a LeeJunKi fan extremist): REALLY? It's not a "actually", its a fact! *gets very excited*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;20 minutes later&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Your aunty watch Iljimae last night, so what she say about the show?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yueyi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Huh? What aunty? What Iljimae? I dont watch Iljimae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I know you dont watch, but you said your Aunty did last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yueyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: What's wrong with you? I didnt say that! My aunty all in Malaysia, how to watch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: But didnt you say just 20 mins ago that your Aunty watched?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yueyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: You think about LeeJunKi think until go madd ahh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: *gets scared; thinks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What the hell is going on? It was so scary! I remember it was her who told me that! Freaked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, today, Home Econs was pretty fun. We cooked Steamed Yam Cake which didn't really turn out too good. It was alright but the process but much more fun! I'm glad I'm partnering Sarah &amp;amp; not .... nehh verr minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291114361614816930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SW3QenYE1qI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3Si0hTs593E/s320/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not enought salt though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the way, I just realised, that every morning, I'll start talking to Clarissa about LeeJunKi. Haha! We've become much better friends now. I've gotten to know her better too! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LOL. I'm going to my dinner now. Buhbies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s I'll learn to fend and put up defences between [Girl A &amp;amp; B] and me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;, I'm in Mathematic Remedial! Thursday 2.30 - 3.30! There goes my lunch before CCA. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-4996200322295454161?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/4996200322295454161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/pissed-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/4996200322295454161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/4996200322295454161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off.'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SW3QenYE1qI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3Si0hTs593E/s72-c/DSC01225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-3942513959635876800</id><published>2009-01-12T16:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:18:53.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11/01/2009 (sunday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for mass. Super crowded, apparently. Found back seats; as usual. Went for lunch at Pasta de Waraku at Novena. Eat, east &amp;amp; eat. 3 person: $62. Bought a Espirit cardigan. $130 :/ Went home to study for Chinese Compo Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12/01/2009 (monday) TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had fun in school. Laughed alot. Lydia (my sitting partner), went madd laughing. Jiawen's not as mad as her though, thankfully! Laughed alot with Yueyi the whole day. Should have seen her face redden up. I'll try to get a picture next time. Was told last-minute that Sec 2 Cohort had to stay back for Science briefing. wth. Managed to sit with Clara's class during briefing. Had fun &amp;amp; laughed alot. Not much homework today. GREAT! Chinese test today went well. Knew the topic in advance. Didn't pay attention during Physics cause was preparing for Chinese Test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Regarding my previous post, it was supposed to be posted on Friday (09/01/2009) but Internet had some problems so was not successfully updated. My apologies! So, if you haven't read it, please do. A couple of pictures there(; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll blogg soon, with pictures. I'll promise or at least try too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-3942513959635876800?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/3942513959635876800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/11012009-sunday-went-for-mass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/3942513959635876800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/3942513959635876800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/11012009-sunday-went-for-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-3387037423488256942</id><published>2009-01-09T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:00:07.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOIN INFOCOMM(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hey, this was supposed to be posted on Friday &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(9/1/09).&lt;/span&gt; Sorry. Internet had problem so it wasnt successfully posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being MIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wells. Schools alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 hope, I MISS YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really miss the friendships I had there. If only I had not taken all of those for granted. Well, its so late to do anything now. I shall not mention it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, the true meaning of school is starting to get to me. HOMEWORK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're starting to pile. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Teachers are not bad; except for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way, had CCA yesterday. 3.30 - 5.30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched Peter Pan movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dam slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was watching Lee Jun Ki's videos'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow have CCA fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOIN INFOCOMM!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;super slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, fine. not really; at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow have duty shift. 10 - 12. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;. Go around the school taking photos of CCA fair of all CCA. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what the hell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, during lunch yesterday. With Nelia, Cheryl Ang &amp;amp; me was &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We starting camwhoring at the playground. ok. Not exactly camwhore. It's more of candid if that's what you call it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shall post some photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289230956565901826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SWcfiA0cMgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gG4sstG9PlU/s320/DSC01182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like super funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289230952221456562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SWcfhwopOLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5FeNWypYF24/s320/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cute not. My favourite picture of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;. By the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Uncle met this lady in church. &amp;amp; guess what. She works in Mediacorp. In charge of hiring Calefares'. She says if I have any interest, have to go for some interview. &amp;amp; if any of the directors or someone like that spot me, I'll get to have roles! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woo hoo.&lt;/span&gt; I'm pretty much trying to see if I can pull a couple of friends with me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not even sure if I'm interested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had lunch with Clara, Sarah, Yueyi, Janine &amp;amp; Xinhui. Took a couple of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289230960921992146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SWcfiRDA29I/AAAAAAAAAF0/lkApYOG9hhk/s320/DSC01192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sneek shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wanna post more, but got to go(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-3387037423488256942?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/3387037423488256942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/join-infocomm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/3387037423488256942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/3387037423488256942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/join-infocomm.html' title='JOIN INFOCOMM(:'/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SWcfiA0cMgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gG4sstG9PlU/s72-c/DSC01182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-5388355141027805334</id><published>2009-01-03T17:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:40:09.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deeply loved'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highly favoured'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatly blessed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>B.O.R.E.D &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have literally nothing to do. I've spent the whole day researching on Lee Jun Ki &amp;amp; I've been to each search result page at least thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I.NEED.MORE.MORE.MORE.LEE.JUN.KI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at 12pm. Mom insisted I go out with her. Irriated. Screamed at her. She left herself. I mean, I dont understand why she doesnt know the meaning of "NO". She bugged me like since 9am! Cant a girl have her good beauty sleep? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nothing much to blogg about yeahhh. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohhhhh kkayyy! I've decided to start hardcore training soon! If I do well enough and yet in to the Singapore Junior Bowling League or at least, just good enough, I'll be able to go into the JC of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, to people who read my blogg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please tag. &amp;amp; more importantly, if you are a Lee Jun Ki fan, please email me! hah. I'm serious. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:eunicewan_97@hotmail.com"&gt;eunicewan_97@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(97 for 9 July &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll just pray &amp;amp; seek comfort in the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;greatly blessed, highly favoured, deeply loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-5388355141027805334?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/5388355141027805334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/5388355141027805334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/5388355141027805334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/b.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-8679819594623063326</id><published>2009-01-02T15:15:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:35:43.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious Recess'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, I'm sorry about the blog colour. Wont happen again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the late posting. I'm one day late from 1st January 2009. Paisehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First day of school, okok. Haven't got to know my class more thoroughly yet. Really miss 1Hope 08', Clara Hong &amp;amp; Cheryl Koh. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE ME!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sobs sobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; recess with Clara is like DERHH BEST! She is so fucking hilarious(: We laughed &amp;amp; laughed &amp;amp; laughed throughout whole of our recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidents/topics/issues on what was so funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I took photos of LEE JUN KI with my phone from the internet. Like 150+. Was randomly browsing it for Clara. When all of a sudden, my Grandpa's photo came up. He had this towel wrapped around his head cause I was playing with his hair (LOL). &amp;amp; he posed a uber sad face for the camera. Clara, who innocently was looking at Lee Jun Ki's photos, BURST of laughing! It was so funny! I fucking love her! But wait, on the contrary, I hate you cause you think LEE JUN KI is ugly! hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I showed Clara this photo of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lee Jun Ki&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; she &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;screamed&lt;/span&gt;. Here's how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*shows Clara the picture of Lee Jun Ki*&lt;br /&gt;Clara: *screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eunice: What? What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Clara: Ohhh! You mean that's a picture of Lee Jun Ki? I thought it was some ghost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to any other Lee Jun Ki fans out there who reads this, I'm sorry I didnt slapp her for saying that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. Clara was ordering food from the Chicken Rice stall. I slammed her towards this glass panel with her head sticking out telling the auntie her order; "Curry Chicken Rice". I swear, Clara could have killed me. Her face was like slammed into the glass panel &amp;amp; since she was doing her order (with like 30 people behind her; in the queue), she had to pop her head out of the glass panel to order. Her whole body was slammed I tell you. It was so hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. We bought Ice-Milo Packets. One for each of us &amp;amp; another for Xinhui. One packet is like $0.90. I paid for mine while she paid for both hers &amp;amp; Xinhui's. Somehow or rather, she placed the 2 packets together &amp;amp; showed the Uncle. &amp;amp; he thought it was only 1 packet. She gave him a $2.00 &amp;amp; he returned her $1.10. I kind of noticed it too but I pulled her aside first due to the long queue. &lt;strong&gt;If your maths suck, I'll tell you, he's supposed to give her back like $0.20 &amp;amp; not $1.10!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Clara receives change &amp;amp; was thinking if the amount was correct*&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: You gave him $2.00 right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Clara: Yahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eunice: Then how come I saw a $1.00+?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Clara: *thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eunice: He give you extra change for less change? If less change, let's go find him. If extra change, LET'S HURRY GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Clara: Huh?! Wh.. What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*pulls Clara back to table*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's seriously like a YOU-HAD-TO-BE-THERE thing. It was so funny! After we went back, we wanted to return the money. But then. Aiyahhszxc. The fucking queue so long = he rich = we dont need give him back change = 1 packet of free drink. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I swear; there was so MANY other things that made us laugh just now. Ok. Those 3 scenarios might seem kinda lame to you, but they were hilarious! Haw-haw(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, I'm going to surf the net on LEE JUN KI now. Watch his movies(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-8679819594623063326?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/8679819594623063326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-sorry-for-late-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/8679819594623063326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/8679819594623063326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-sorry-for-late-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-7169289223795639094</id><published>2008-12-30T17:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:43:00.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistakes are bitter. I&apos;m sorry.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*POST DELETED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're lucky if you managed to catch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-7169289223795639094?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/7169289223795639094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-mistake-caused-my-to-lose-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/7169289223795639094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/7169289223795639094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-mistake-caused-my-to-lose-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-6487140875773580813</id><published>2008-12-30T11:47:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:44:00.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coca-Cola Stucture'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm extremely bored &amp;amp; I dont feel too good. I'm upset! I feel feverish. Its only 11:48AM and I know it's going to be an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made a visit to the dentist. Had my teeth whitened &amp;amp; polished. Blahh blahh. Whatever. My mom and me actually intended on going to Thomson Plaza after that to buy &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jagabee&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; get those stamps. I was looking forward to the stamps! Imprint my name on the stamp &amp;amp; I'll be stamping my name to school! Perharps, I'll go some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like I said in my first ever post, that I would post my Christmas Presents Photos! My previous post was about CIP yo. Let's post some Christmas Spirit! Ok fine. I shall be a party-pooper.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS IS OVER! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get used to it&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In your face(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's still NEW YEAR &amp;amp; Chinese New YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a.k.a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to School &amp;amp; Ang Pow Collection.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually more keen in the goodies! There's &lt;em&gt;Kuay Pang Kit&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Pineapple Tarts&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Ba Kwa&lt;/em&gt;, gawd-knows-what-else-that-I-cant-spell. Haha. Pretty excited. &amp;amp; I'll be seeing my relatives again(: After 1 full year. I suppose you can tell that I ain't close to them. Not much at least. Oh for God's Sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures are coming right up. Be jealous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285429485563954082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmeHRxqQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/BAFcDIIaPk0/s320/DSC01102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My bag &amp;amp; pencilcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285429492666814002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmeHsPHTjI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Haw62gT42zA/s320/DSC01100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My White Levi's Watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285429490659498018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmeHkwiGCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EQa5rpVRNcM/s320/DSC01099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty Pink 2009 Organizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285429501662631698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmeINv4lxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c0T7woq4dac/s320/DSC01098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White uhhh sandals/shoes/slippers? What's it called? If it's not clear to you, the ends goes all the way up to above my ankle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285429506183162626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmeIelqawI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ukNB-BPRw1A/s320/DSC01101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Needless to say, my Dictionary/Thesaurus/Spellchecker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; no, I wont be taking photos of the money I've received as Christmas presents. It's stewpid. Hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went down to Orchard yesterday and I saw this stucture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285432212409759554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmgmAEXN0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/dcVoDXKrrDw/s320/DSC01095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cool huh. I know it's not clear but in acutal fact, they're made up of hundreds or many even thousands of Glass Coca-Cola bottles. Can you imagine the anxiety and sweat the person who build that felt; while he was placing the last few bottles at the top?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, I was browsing through my bookshelf when I glanced upon this. I gathered them all together and this is what I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285436409045016306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmkaRwLXvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/moHXRKWcMsA/s320/DSC01081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am amzed at the amount of un-used correction tape I've bought and never used. Or maybe, I 捨不得 to use. Hah. Pretty awesome. I doubt I'll ever have to buy correction tapes again! Be amazed. Be very amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285436662498743762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmkpB8QVdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3AHvJoHZNJs/s320/DSC01080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hah. I'm sorry mom! Hah. I know I always disturb you work and insisted on taking photos. I had to crop you out cause you look dam pissed and you might scare my friends. Hah! Just kidding(: I know you ain't photogenic &amp;amp; I shall not provoke you if by any chance, you realise I have a blogg and see your photo online. See how thoughtful I am(: Heh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, I'll be ending my post here. I'll update soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-6487140875773580813?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/6487140875773580813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-extremely-bored-i-dont-feel-too-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/6487140875773580813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/6487140875773580813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-extremely-bored-i-dont-feel-too-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVmeHRxqQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/BAFcDIIaPk0/s72-c/DSC01102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-8376345490354879802</id><published>2008-12-28T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:46:31.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIP pictures'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi. I stated in my previous post that I would post pictures didn't I? Well, alright. Pictures are coming right up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285103572661080722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVh1spmckpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vUE92wJ3CBQ/s320/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's like 10 over BIG carton boxes full of medicines like this. Over-flowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285103589427114786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVh1toDx8yI/AAAAAAAAACc/0KSN2ROYTng/s320/DSC00809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh. Clara &amp;amp; Cheryl Ang packing derhh medicines which took forever! Literally -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285103571357483714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVh1skvpQsI/AAAAAAAAACE/AZNRcJyQS9I/s320/DSC00819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I simple adore her vest(: &amp;amp; her too, of cos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285103579213939170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVh1tCAxQeI/AAAAAAAAACM/2tnIqKei13E/s320/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Clara. She's stealing some medicine. Call 999! Just joking. That girl just can't stop smsing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285103584820495362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVh1tW5ehAI/AAAAAAAAACU/xLsR_GoZDVs/s320/DSC00825.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's 1/4 of the bottles we capped. Pity us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's all for CIP at SGH.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(8 hours of Interactive) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marine Parade Library &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285131097440530914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViOuzZQMeI/AAAAAAAAADM/UnWtRIuYJPk/s320/DSC00872.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's our tags for the day. Ain't it cool? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285118441631027794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViDOI1IklI/AAAAAAAAAC8/t4o2vlv4lMw/s320/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like all Jumpshots I take, this one's just as screwed up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285118441726260146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViDOJL1s7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/77UW50JasXs/s320/DSC00870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285118441101961346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViDOG2_qII/AAAAAAAAACs/m11PKDogQhg/s320/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Crystal dear and Clara darrlingg &lt;33&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285118435653500130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViDNyj-vOI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZWy6cN7aHRM/s320/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trio. Sorry Clara for your 3/4 seen face. My bad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285132067758511458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViPnSHFlWI/AAAAAAAAADs/agat0g7_P54/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Pantry was AWESOME! But my drink sure wasn't. That was the first time I made my own Milo which didnt turn out so well. I wanted to try my luck with Milo Dinosaur and the whole darn Milo was horrid! Like the worst I've ever tasted. Attempt failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285132066193283970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViPnMR6G4I/AAAAAAAAADc/SJqhADRmJAw/s320/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See luhr. Clara drink until so happy. Haven't even start work yet. Oops. We like to consider ourself 'working' when we're actually just doing CIP! It isn't an attempt on being lame -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285132058652205106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViPmwL-YDI/AAAAAAAAADU/LXfI_c4cMOU/s320/DSC00875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A not-so-aweome shot. Crystal was hesitant &amp;amp; I blurred the photo. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The End.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for CIP at Marine Parade Library. There's more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;______________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;_________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bugis Library&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285134192685029618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViRi-FDGPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iH_WzyNMRCg/s320/DSC00908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clara very pretty right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285134192856601026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViRi-t9EcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wdMbiV2Xfq4/s320/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL. This was funny. That guy steady arhhh. He walk towards the door so confidently then Clara and me was like "Open already mehh". Then he stop shot right at the front door, take out his book, read and wait for library to open. I burst out laughing and the guy was pissed off. Clara was embarrassed by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285134193172674402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SViRi_5T92I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ZIS8h7cKOdE/s320/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 mins later, the crowd gathered! This time, Clara found it hilarious &amp;amp; started laughing so loudly; that most of the people got frustrated. LOL! I mean, why so gan chiongg. Relax luhr. Why so kiasu until must stand in front of door to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I suppose you can tell that we DO NOT go to libraries so early (except for this case when we had to do CIP) &amp;amp; do not know that such things happen every 15 mins before opening hours!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The rest of Bugis Library CIP was shyt so we left after 3 hours; though we intended to stay for at least 6 hours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that's it for Bugis Library.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You sure wont see me back there anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-8376345490354879802?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/8376345490354879802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/8376345490354879802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/8376345490354879802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SVh1spmckpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vUE92wJ3CBQ/s72-c/DSC00812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612661990508384428.post-1694451916894675211</id><published>2008-12-26T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:46:08.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frequent Reader?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyys! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISMAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;It’s been so long since I quit blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got so much to blogg about regarding the ENTIRE SCHOOL HOLIDAY since I’ve only decided to start a new blogg today. But, ohhh wells, I’ll blogg about the most recent event huh; its going to be long. Bear with me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Celebrating Christmas with my family has been an “in-house tradition” since gawd-knows-when. So, as usual, Christmas was a blast! We had Pizza Hut for dinner and oh my, I simply ADORE the Christmas tree; partly because its “sheltering” all my presents yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve received countless gifts – well, not THAT countless. Pretty countable though. I tend to exaggerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A bag and pencilcase (same theme) from My Wallet Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Courtesy of my Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A White Levi’s Watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy of my Mommy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. A pretty pink 2009 Organizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Courtesy of my Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. An extremely beautiful pair of shoes. Or is it even called shoes?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Courtest of my Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. $60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Courtesy of my Uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. $30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy of my Grandpa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Electronic Oxford English Dictionary. It’s absolutely awesome! Its functions comprises of a Dictionary (like duhh), Thesaurus, Spell-Checker, Solvers (Anagrams, Crosswords etc), Calculator, Easy-Learn and Games (Word Building, Time Bomb, Memory, Hangman etc.) But I was more of hoping for a Chinese-English translator; so I can stop using Google Chinese-English Translator which is actually pretty functional. Perhaps I’ll be getting it on my b’day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Courtesy of my Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it ain’t that countless yeahh. Last year’s Christmas was MUCH better; I’m feeling pretty down now after realising this is all I’ve got this year. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Thank you too all the people who promptly wished me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about Christmas_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Allocation is uhhhh. Alright. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Grace yeahhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I’m hoping it’ll be even better once I actually ‘experience’ my class. I’m pretty glad there are my friends like Crystal, Cheryl Ang, Ruth etc. But, I am so going to miss&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheryl Koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! We’ve been best friends since Primary 5. Cheryl, remember me &amp;amp; ohhh ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRAGUALATIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on your BAPTISM! Well, I guess, I’ll be making alot more friends next year then(: Looking forward to it yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it for Class Allocation_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this Korean Series screening on Channel U promptly at 10pm on weekdays – &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilijimae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; is like the hottest show ever! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Jun Ki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is so fucking hot! Well, he is a great actor, a wonderful singer and a brilliant dancer. HEARTS him; his hair too &lt;3333 As usual, I screwed up my grades in Sec 1. Pretty upset. Anyway, holiday homework sucks! I'm left with Literature and Science. Fuck. I've picked up the stewpid Literature book; Village by the Sea like gawd-knows-how-many-times and I've put it down every time. &amp;amp; Science is so Chimerlogy! Wth luhr. Reading it already so sian, how to do! Aiyaszxc. I'll still have to do it! Hmmm. I'll trying to achieve better grades next year! Study, study &amp;amp; more study! New year resolution(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll promise &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to:&lt;br /&gt;- SMS in class&lt;br /&gt;- Chit-Chat non-stop&lt;br /&gt;- Tired; Sleep&lt;br /&gt;- Be lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll promise to:&lt;br /&gt;- Concentrate&lt;br /&gt;- [Study/Work] hard&lt;br /&gt;- Pay 100% attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then, I’ll miraculously do it for Term 1. I really hope it’ll last throughout the year. Ffffing sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s not talk about that. It gets me down_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, did I mention that I want a White Maltese! Haiz, I’m &lt;strong&gt;yearning&lt;/strong&gt; for a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kayy, that’s pretty random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as most of you would know, I live near school which means I don’t take Public Transport (10 minutes walk). I’m can’t believe I am actually excited for PRIME! I wanna talk Public Transport and get to ask my mom for BUS FARE! Haha. Pretty stewpid huh! Well, if you intend to be a frequent reader of this blogg; which i trust you do, get used to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeahh, during the holidays. I ACTUALLY DID CIP; at SGH, Marine Parade Library and Bugis Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Cheryl Ang &amp;amp; Clara was alright. Pretty boring. Capping medicine bottles and sorting out medicines. I’d swear, it’s a WHOLE LOT of medicine. I’ll post some pictures to prove it to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marine Parade Library&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Clara &amp;amp; Crystal was FUN! We got to wear these “tags” that states “CREW”. It was awesome! We more or less did the admin stuff; sobs sobs. We were ‘hinting’ to the In-Charge for book shelving which she just brushed aside. We labelled carton boxes. Sort envelopes. Cut/Laminate/Photocopy/Tag “CREW” tags for CIP students for the next upcoming events &amp;amp; loads more. REAL FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bugis Library&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the WORST! Trust me. Fucking hell; it was horrid! We had to photocopy and cut like a few hundred stacks of flyers (some e-Notificaiton shyt) to give out. It was freakin’ tiring &amp;amp; the In-Charge was shytt! We actually left after like 3 hours caused we were pissed off. Forget it; talking about it makes me shudder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know this WHOLE LONG post is pretty boring. So, like I promised I’ll post pictures now! That’s gonna be LOADS of photos as you can see from the number of topics I’ve mention in my OH-SO-BORING life! I’ll try to fit in the pictures in the post to make the above more interesting. Forgive me for grammatical and spelling errors; I know you will(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a frequent reader; will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, being my first post, could you kindly tag/leave comments and link me to your blogg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I won’t MIA for too long. I’ll be back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I forgive; but I don’t forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612661990508384428-1694451916894675211?l=miserable-desire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/feeds/1694451916894675211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/1694451916894675211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612661990508384428/posts/default/1694451916894675211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miserable-desire.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice J'Lyn Wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15728583312398754844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_niUIg7n5EgM/SlxsZKrD7bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ditErjumYGM/S220/DSC01080.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
