<?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-8320065661544211584</id><updated>2011-10-03T21:11:45.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a random day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>244</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4301364087176005610</id><published>2011-01-25T06:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:47:46.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you.&lt;br /&gt;It's as simple and as complicated as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so, so happy now. I still want to be by your side. Just as friends will do. I just want to see you smile and laugh. Maybe that'll ease the pain of the past long months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4301364087176005610?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4301364087176005610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4301364087176005610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4301364087176005610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4301364087176005610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6462524145420275432</id><published>2010-10-10T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T04:18:43.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't bear to change this blog's head title.&lt;br /&gt;It's a line that's unchanged, despite it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6462524145420275432?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6462524145420275432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6462524145420275432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6462524145420275432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6462524145420275432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-bear-to-change-this-blogs-head.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3921114930516973205</id><published>2010-05-27T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:22:07.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I promise myself that I'll never complain about homework/tests/anything academic-related ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to repress my life into such a narrow perspective anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3921114930516973205?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3921114930516973205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3921114930516973205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3921114930516973205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3921114930516973205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-promise-myself-that-ill-never.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6802605575015029371</id><published>2010-05-16T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:06:34.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging for a long time. eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 16 May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to the taggers. I shall acknowledge your existance by replying your tags here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;@ Aaron:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WHICH AARON ARE YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Sin?? hahah, anyway, HELLO(:&lt;br /&gt;Ah yeah, the stuff I blog about is pretty random :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;@ Rachel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find both their posts super funnehhhh :D hahahha I miss their randomness :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;@XY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember which day is it, but still, (Y)!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Nice hairdo btw. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my life.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem,&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUPPOSED TO DO GPP NOW.&lt;br /&gt;So much for celebrating the end of PIs. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, one step at a time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6802605575015029371?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6802605575015029371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6802605575015029371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6802605575015029371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6802605575015029371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-havent-been-blogging-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2976723065175385452</id><published>2010-04-27T05:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:07:43.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Considering that I woke up 3 hours later than I had wanted and that I didn't study for FA later or do any tutorial or any long-due-for-weeks homework,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of doing what I'm supposed to do (or at least, trying to complete my to-do list) and feel a sudden urge to move my fingers. I can't play the guitar now for the ungodly A.M. time and for the fear of the guitar being flung down at a tremendous strength upon my head. So here I am typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like shopping though I just spent more than half my weekly allowance already. Today is only Tuesday. Hoho, the shittiness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging seems like a chore now, rather than something I want to do. My already minimal creative juice level has been shrinking astonishingly. Astonishing because it's true. And because I myself didn't even realise it. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 27 April. Today is Tuesday. Today is a long Tuesday. Ahhhhhhhhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Now I remember why I'm here. (I need like 38 cups of coffee today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is to declare that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;KENNETH LEE JIA LE. YOU OWE ME A BLOODY LOT OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie is having a nightmare now. o_________o"&lt;br /&gt;It's funny yet scary at the same time. She's half-whining, half-howling and kicking her legs in the air (she's lying on the floor, belly facing up). Uh, should I wake her up? ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2976723065175385452?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2976723065175385452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2976723065175385452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2976723065175385452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2976723065175385452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/04/considering-that-i-woke-up-3-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-155960854296623132</id><published>2010-04-22T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T04:40:50.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S9BI1C_gdFI/AAAAAAAAChc/ftShrvGX6-I/s1600/WTH.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462946424173917266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S9BI1C_gdFI/AAAAAAAAChc/ftShrvGX6-I/s320/WTH.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this printscreen ages ago but never got round to uploading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life these days is.......sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-155960854296623132?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/155960854296623132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=155960854296623132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/155960854296623132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/155960854296623132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-made-this-printscreen-ages-ago-but.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S9BI1C_gdFI/AAAAAAAAChc/ftShrvGX6-I/s72-c/WTH.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3638095709458640051</id><published>2010-03-28T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:33:20.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hiro says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;alright, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I go eat my branch now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Crappy food awaits me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feesh says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;branch?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;What time is it at your side of the world? haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiro says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.03 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah its &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;time to eat my branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dorm got no breakfast on weedends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feesh says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh i see i see&lt;br /&gt;and it's brunch by the way&lt;br /&gt;haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiro says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I am eating a tree branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feesh says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahhhh i see... you poor kid. I do sympathise with you. Pick out all the insects on the branch before eating it. I think it'll taste better. yup.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiro says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, the insects have proteins&lt;br /&gt;They are extremely beneficial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;The previous blog post is a perfect example of procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I've learned from my lesson and started the Econs project 3 days before it is due. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel cheated to drink just now. How the hell am I supposed to know it's loaded with calories. ARGH. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adreanaline rush is helpful though. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I insist on night cycling/ inline skating some time next week. Yes, random much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3638095709458640051?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3638095709458640051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3638095709458640051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3638095709458640051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3638095709458640051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/hiro-says-alright-i-think-i-go-eat-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6692933710007592554</id><published>2010-03-22T03:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T04:27:24.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;s&gt;bloody&lt;/s&gt; Math,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to avoid you for the whole week of March Hols.&lt;br /&gt;You see, Stigma Notation and I got off on a wrong start and it's so difficult trying to come to terms with unreasonable Geometric Progression. I barely got to know Arithmetric Progression. I need more time. And a patient tutor who speaks English and not in endless streams of numbers that are &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to make sense when put together.&lt;br /&gt;In nine days, I've spent 4 watching movies (cca outing, one with K, one with family and earlier today which nearly sucked dry my allowance for this week) and another 2.5 days watching You're Beautiful. A day for CCA and a day for SHINee. After that, I just had to rest my eyes with sleep. You do understand, don't you? If I had taken time to stare at the tiny buttons on my GC, not only will my eyes hurt but my fingers will get twisted and the calculations will have come out wrongly anyway. Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn't declare that you (or Econs) should "go and die" like L.   &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, your due date is on Tuesday. I'll make time within the next 24 hours to talk business with you.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a future cooperative, understanding relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6692933710007592554?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6692933710007592554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6692933710007592554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6692933710007592554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6692933710007592554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-bloody-math-i-didnt-mean-to-avoid.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3909958594196297634</id><published>2010-03-19T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T04:30:14.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I. (almost) Lost. Cookie. Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got so damn freaked by this Chinese cleaner in my neighbourhood that she backed away frantically the second she saw him. Whattheshit. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;In her frenzy to escape, her harness thing (which her leash is attached to) slipped off her body.&lt;br /&gt;Sudden pang of fright stunned my heart. Really. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that she can run bloody fast?!&lt;br /&gt;Once, when my brothers and I took her out for a walk (at bloody 5am), &lt;u&gt;we had to take turns holding the leash and sprinting to &lt;em&gt;keep up&lt;/em&gt; with her.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which explains my mortal fear that she'll escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she's pawing at my leg now and frisking away before coming back to paw at me again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's trying to annoy me after the near-heart-attack she gave me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt; !! A possible reason why she was so freaked out by that cleaner guy was because he ate dog meat before. Apparently the smell of dog meat will never leave your body if you've eaten it. Ew. I finished watching the entire &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're Beautiful/You're Handsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; series today! :3&lt;br /&gt;I'm really late, I know. But I finally did and I don't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;I was too tired/busy to watch it before. Thanks ST for the recommendation. :D&lt;br /&gt;Leona told me that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jang Geun Suk&lt;/span&gt; is coming to Singapore ^-^&lt;br /&gt;I'm still so smitten by the show that I feel like meeting him. XD hahahhah -slaps face- :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching from 10am till 11pm. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to watch all the little extra videos. Behind-the-scenes, interviews etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Really. Need. Sleep. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight(: / Good Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/19 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3909958594196297634?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3909958594196297634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3909958594196297634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3909958594196297634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3909958594196297634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/i.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1465513746341083641</id><published>2010-03-11T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:05:47.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11 March 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite pleased with Cookie when I let her out of her cage. There was no noise (ie, glass smashing) and the last time I checked, she was entertaining herself with hey toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half hour later, "JIE!!!" was yelled in my delicate ear drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie had somehow managed to find tissue paper to rip to shreds and scatter all over the floor. Like how a kindgergarden kid would play pretend, attempting to substitue snow with tissue paper. She threw in some dried potpurri flowers too. Torn to bits, of course. Satisfied with her masterpiece, she lied down and was chewing on a sock while looking at me innocently as if this were normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I called her name sternly, she ran back to her cage obediently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart for all the wrong reasons. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Last day of school tomorrow :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1465513746341083641?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1465513746341083641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1465513746341083641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1465513746341083641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1465513746341083641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/11-march-2010-i-was-quite-pleased-with.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7386693247841812221</id><published>2010-03-07T09:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:35:12.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 March 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon something called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;guitar drifting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (Idk if many know about this. Laugh at me for being slow, whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;OMG, IT'S EFFING COOL :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inspired all over again. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJ3KgDFpnxw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJ3KgDFpnxw&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ddn4MGaS3N4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ddn4MGaS3N4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the &lt;u&gt;cheese&lt;/u&gt; cake yesterday ended up being a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;custard&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;cake.&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea what happened. x_x&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I was supposed to add flour, but the recipe didn't tell me to add any.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh......&lt;br /&gt;._____."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm serious! I'm not making any excuses D:&lt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear Liyin scream "fish moment"! :X LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone reminded me about A level results, which came out on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting at the busstop that day for my mum to pick me up, I heard this J3 talking on the phone about someone else. That someone else had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRAIGH As but a C for GP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so he has to go to an &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;overseas university&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;if he wants to study medicine. SO BLOODY SAD RIGHT. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grats to all who passed the A Level Chinese :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7386693247841812221?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7386693247841812221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7386693247841812221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7386693247841812221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7386693247841812221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-stumbled-upon-something-called-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5687589942677205334</id><published>2010-03-06T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:09:34.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So much for feeling bloody inspired.&lt;/em&gt; DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biscuits crumbs of the base of the cheesecake didn't combine together.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to bake the biscuit base in the oven longer, thinking it was an ingenious idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. I didn't hear the oven alarm ringing nor did I remember about it until much later.&lt;br /&gt;The biscuit base was an unappetising&lt;em&gt; almost&lt;/em&gt;-charred deep brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfettered, I convinced myself that no one can see the colour of the base anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sausage-like tube of cream cheese looked like a huge, white, gross lump of &lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt;. o_o"&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to beat it till it was smooth and fluffy but it was as tedious and futile as attempting to stir plasticine with a plastic spoon. D:&lt;br /&gt;I decided to forget about this step and continue to add the sugar. And oh gosh it worked :D the mixture became really smooth like cream. (WOOHOO :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faster I stirred, the smoother and more fluid the mixture became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling jubilant and quite proud of myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;em&gt;FUCK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheese mixture shot out of the bowl and fucking splattered on my shorts, my shirt, the cupboard doors, the sink and the floor. =___________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fucking cream cheese on my clothes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I looked up from cleaning the floor, I saw my puppy sticking her head (cautiously) into the kitchen, possibly wondering where that "GAAAARGH FUCK" sound came from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, it was really cute :3&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've showered and am typing this, waiting for the cake to finish baking. ZZZ. :/&lt;br /&gt;Quite pissed. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got loads of work to do. :/ Homework, research for the debate topic and guitar practice. Not that I mind the last to-do item though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel cheated into the debate thing. Less than half of the J1 classes had debate teams. D: !!&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have to stay back till 5pm on Monday for the debate thing to &lt;em&gt;start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never even been in a proper debating contest before. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT TO GREASE THE SIDES OF THE CAKE PAN. D:&lt;br /&gt;Which means the cake will stick to the metal sides of the pan, which basicaly means the cake will look effing ugly. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just wasted my afternoon doing this today. :/ pffffffffffft. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5687589942677205334?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5687589942677205334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5687589942677205334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5687589942677205334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5687589942677205334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-much-for-feeling-bloody-inspired.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-625701544944885468</id><published>2010-03-06T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:19:42.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows Live Hotmail</title><content type='html'>I like this email so much. Notice the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;coloured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lines.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear 1T36,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to introduce you the 'no stress' ws. I will be sending this ws to you after the completion of every topic. This ws will expose you to the different types of questions asked for that particular topic. This will be useful for those who think the tutorial questions are not sufficient to 'enlighten' them about the topic (i.e. this ws is for everyone). : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it 'no stress' because it is NOT compulsory for you to do it and it is NOT to stress you with more work. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Yes... I know some of you are going to delete this email now. But please WAIT...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I will not be going through this during tutorial. However, you are always welcome to ask me about the questions if you have any queries during tutorial provided you have completed the tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to at least keep this email in your inbox first. You may not need the worksheet now, but you may need it to prepare for your mid-year, promos or even prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plus point about this 'no-stress' ws is the answer will be provided. Again, let me WARN you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT be a LOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whereby you just print out the answer and 'read' the solution without attempting the questions first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, questions marked with * are more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rgs,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ng&lt;br /&gt;(It's the last week for the term. Press on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I like my new Chem teacher already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning/ afternoon feeling disgruntled and unsatisfied with myself. What the bloody hell have I been doing. D:&lt;br /&gt;My other voice in my head protests that in my defense, I had been feeling half-sick this week. Mmm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so inspired now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bake a strawberry cheesecake. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I know this is really random. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-625701544944885468?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://by119w.bay119.mail.live.com/mail/InboxLight.aspx?n=785238396' title='Windows Live Hotmail'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/625701544944885468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=625701544944885468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/625701544944885468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/625701544944885468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/windows-live-hotmail.html' title='Windows Live Hotmail'/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6154198704570611983</id><published>2010-03-05T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:21:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been so bloody sick and tired. (Literary and literally)&lt;br /&gt;(Not that anyone knows the literal part 'cause I didn't tell anyone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But TGIF man, I can sleep in late tomorrow and 'recuperate'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MADE A HORRIBLE DISCOVERY THIS WEEK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coffee doesn't work on me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really anyway. I had &lt;u&gt;seven&lt;/u&gt; doses of coffee one of the days this past week and I was still sleepy. Ridiculously weird. o_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6154198704570611983?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6154198704570611983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6154198704570611983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6154198704570611983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6154198704570611983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-been-so-bloody-sick-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6879172488065500064</id><published>2010-02-28T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:20:05.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On our drive home last night, my mum stopped at a petrol station to pump air into her car wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eager younger brother asked, "What, it's for free?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya what. IT'S AIR YOU KNOW."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6879172488065500064?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6879172488065500064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6879172488065500064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6879172488065500064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6879172488065500064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-our-drive-home-last-night-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2227863565443461566</id><published>2010-02-24T03:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:50:01.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 24 Feb 2010.&lt;br /&gt;There's guitar cca later and I haven't practised. But right now , my gleefully jumpy heart can't be bothered. 'Gleefully jumpy' sounds weird but I find that it fits this emotion. Heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Feb turned out to be an awesome day after all. (:&lt;br /&gt;Over-ratedly popular songs kept replaying in my head the whole day. (A certain few lines in 'Meet Me Halfway') I love that despite long draining periods, in less than a minute, I remember why we've stuck with each other. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy happy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2227863565443461566?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2227863565443461566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2227863565443461566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2227863565443461566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2227863565443461566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-is-24-feb-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2362097791388746612</id><published>2010-02-16T09:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T09:26:05.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16 Feb 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I haven't been using my computer lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, THANK YOU Leona, Diane (I'm not sure how to spell your Korean name, SORRY GIRL ): ), Bridget and SJ and I think another girl contributed too. Thanks for bringing a cake for me that day. ^^ I was so, so touched (and embarrassed). I think you could tell that I was lost for words. :$ Sorry if my reaction was not exactly what you expected; I was way too shocked. HAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the people who wished me too :D That includes the phone call from Kevin, Jun Wei, Arsal and ST. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really thankful for all these gestures because I wasn't at all chirpy on my birthday. On the night before my brithday, my grandma was admitted to the hospital. I didn't get to visit her till 13 Feb, the day after my brithday. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recovered rather fast. Miraculously fast. On the 12th, she was still in a stroke, bed-ridden condition. Her speech was slurred and unclear. On the 13th, she could move both her legs and arms with ease; the stroke symptom is gone. Somehow. Her speech is much clearer. But she can't remember most of the family members. On the 14th, she still can't remember me. On the 15th, she called me SUN YU. &lt;strong&gt;-FAINT- &lt;/strong&gt;At least by now, she can sit comfortably on a wheelchair with a steady blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want her to be well again. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2362097791388746612?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2362097791388746612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2362097791388746612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2362097791388746612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2362097791388746612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/02/16-feb-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4203939926551940028</id><published>2010-02-08T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:54:05.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>8 Feb 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. I didn't use a computer &lt;em&gt;for leisure.&lt;/em&gt; For WEEEEEEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between feeling shocked or being proud of myself. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary of the weeks events,&lt;br /&gt;2 FEB 2010 SHINEE CONCERT. WOOHOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember feeling really surreal about SHINee actually being here in Singapore. I still had that surreal feeling just before the concert. And my heart literally leapt the moment they walked on stage. That very moment they walked on stage, the atmosphere went &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;berserk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Like, effing MAD okay. This usher kept trying to block ST and I from taking photos but when we saw at least 50 people taking pictures without anyone stopping them, ST went ahead to blind my eyes with incessant flashes anyway. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this note, I want to say to Oh Joonsung that I admire your talents in composing music. You managed to talently blend oriental and modern music elements with fitting lyrics for these drama shows. And I really think you're awesome. So. I'm really sorry for being rude for leaving your concert early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE. I suddenly feel less guilty. That instant heavy lift of my heart. (Yes I feel guilty till now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second. My appeals to TWO JCs FAILED. Oh my griefing, aching heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly bonded fully with my class but they're really &lt;s&gt;nice&lt;/s&gt; pleasant people (:&lt;br /&gt;(I'm trying to eliminate the word 'nice' from my dictionary from now on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third. I'm EFFING PISSED with my skin condition -.-&lt;br /&gt;I've been rigorously applying sunblock during outdoor activities during orientation but at the end of week, on a fateful Saturday 6Feb, I got bloody suntanned anyway when I went to watch the (boring) airshow. Imagine my exasperation. Now my face is two or three shades browner and CNY is this coming weekend. AHH. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4203939926551940028?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4203939926551940028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4203939926551940028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4203939926551940028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4203939926551940028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-feb-2010-so.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4808190681365704076</id><published>2010-01-27T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:09:57.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I have no more space in my heart for disappointments.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired but I have to get to super-uber-far-away Catholic JC tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fuck people who tell me what to do, where to go. I've had bloody enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All you mindless and insensitive morons, must I spell it out for you that I'm already very demoralised and upset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the letter from CJC and saw the list of activities till 4 Feb, I felt slightly nauseous and faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt an even sharper pang of hurt when I saw that the local universities don't give a shit about Humanities subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to do H2 Literature.&lt;br /&gt;So badly.&lt;br /&gt;But I would only be wasting my time on a subject that can't allow me to pursue a relevant degree and in future, a job. Wouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like just throwing in the towel, raise my hands in the air, in surrender. I'm really exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't pretend and I can't procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;Which is what I really, really hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hate even more that I've to see you in CJC, you fucking idiot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't want to argue but you keep talking on and on and you haven't the slightest clue the impact of the blow of disappointment inside of me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do I have to work when I'm sick?&lt;br /&gt;Why does someone with the exact same score as me, can get into the school I want? And that someone didn't even put this school as his/her first choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why do I have to be so pathetic? Otherwise, all this crap would not have even begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why don't I understand you and vice versa?&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/8320065661544211584-4808190681365704076?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4808190681365704076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4808190681365704076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4808190681365704076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4808190681365704076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-no-more-space-in-my-heart-for.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1164501730394758741</id><published>2010-01-26T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:11:47.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26 Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is 27 Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to faint any time today due to frantic nervous spasms of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;(That sounds weird, grammatically weird. Huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to dislike that person-who-is-biased-to-vj more. :l&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I reveal what happens in your personal life in front of everybody. I'm not an introvert or not willing to share or anything like that but still, it's basic formality that you don't discuss such issues during briefings in a rather large group right? -.- Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing this, I'm going to be late for work. &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been using  ther computer for a long time, considering it's a must-do for my generation. It's like taboo or something. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bye Shandy, we'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;and we'll miss your extreme randomness (paired with Wilmar) even more.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1164501730394758741?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1164501730394758741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1164501730394758741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1164501730394758741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1164501730394758741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/26-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7783407977273591415</id><published>2010-01-16T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:10:33.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16 Jan 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to find these videos again even though I've already watched them before. Just because. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9TyTi-ghhDg&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CLVsYSaGYo&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Wait till 2:00 for the second video. It's worth watching Taeyeon's expression XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think X hates me now because I can't go to X's event thing. :/&lt;br /&gt;How how how. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7783407977273591415?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7783407977273591415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7783407977273591415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7783407977273591415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7783407977273591415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/16-jan-2010-i-went-to-find-these-videos.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3471006076013481015</id><published>2010-01-15T08:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:47:21.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15 Jan 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;No more waiting.&lt;br /&gt;No more dilemmas.&lt;br /&gt;No more arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Edit: Sorry. I didn't know you had such bitter feelings towards JC.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to choose my post-secondary school choices NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, by typing this right now, I still AM procrastinating, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I fill all the 12 slots for choices when I really just want to go to my first choice? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-does the MJC-MJC-MJC chant-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy lately that I've stopped facebooking and watching Korean reality shows like Factory Girl (XD gooooooood watch :D) (If you like SNSD :} )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the few hours in the morning before I go out for work and at night when I just came back are devoted to spending time with Cookie. It's difficult to train a dog who sees less and less of you each day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a super unhealthy breakfast: leftover birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie loves to eat cake. She kept eyeing the box. So cute!! hahaha :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;I got mixed feelings on 110110.&lt;br /&gt;A bit disappointed with my Sciences. Super shocked yet satisfied with Com Hum and Amaths. Extremely exhilarated with English and Lit results. (I'll -- albeit a little reluctantly -- thank Poon one day. When I have time to go to TK and drop off a letter or card or something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On this note, may I say that I was sooo tempted to yell "HAH, IN YOUR FACE" when my stunned parents saw my English and Lit results. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the whole dilemma and mental debate started again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because in the end, I can't get into a good JC. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3471006076013481015?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3471006076013481015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3471006076013481015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3471006076013481015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3471006076013481015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-more-procrastinating.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3953340474954184953</id><published>2010-01-09T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:17:53.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 Jan 2010 (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;illness marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night and this morning, I had fever.&lt;br /&gt;My itchy and uncomfortable sore throat on Thursday has horrificly evolved to a terrible, unpredictable cough today. (Apparently, my boss thinks I'm okay because I sounded okay when I talked to him. That's because I spammed herbal sweets and Strepsils like a drug addict on my way to work. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my fever is gone (again) but in its place, a flu has settled in and is currently wrecking havoc with my breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, my body can't decide whether to have a cold or a fever. Uh huh, weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting more confused and frustrated with JC and Poly. Maybe it's just that I'm really tired now and remember why I hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW IT. GO ITE OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kidding)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3953340474954184953?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3953340474954184953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3953340474954184953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3953340474954184953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3953340474954184953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/9-jan-2010-saturday-ive-been-having.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7440848661098323127</id><published>2010-01-07T09:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:48:56.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 Jan 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart literally leapt for joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I called Cookie's name and she responded by coming to me. Unbelieving, I deliberately called her from afar in random places around the house and like omg, she really does recognise her name now. WOOTS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was dutifully obeying my calls (:D)&lt;br /&gt;until her short-attention-span-ism kicks in and she was glued to the hamster cage. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The poor hammies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They froze to the sawdust-covered ground and stared incredulously, with their tiny eyes opened to their widest possible, when a big, damp dog nose came sniffing around.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh should have taken pictures of the hammies. Epic funny seeing their stunned expressions.&lt;br /&gt;Uh yeah, sadist much? But it was really cute XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie won't listen to my dad but will listen &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; YAYism :D Sort of listen to me anyway. ie, she obeys me more. -victory song-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Edit: My dad says that Cookie associates my voice with food/treats for her. Wlao eh -.- Jealous then say so laa. (muahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie just left for injection at the vet's with my dad. I'm feeling the pain for her. I myself took TWO injections last night. (Which I think is a waste of money. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I seem to be updating about Cookie more than about myself. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap la, results coming out on Monday. ):&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Arsal on facebook, I realise that results day has a very nice date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;110110.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coooooool right? But sounds like some doomsday thing. Like, end-of-the-world-ish. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for job training at St Regis hotel later. Damn nervous. I think if I cut a slit in myself, I can see my heart shivering in spasms because that's exactly how it feels like now.&lt;br /&gt;Eeyer, how I sound so sadist de. D: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I'm super sian-ed 'cause I can't go for the 2H bbq tonight. T-T All because the bloody job &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;training&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ends at 8.30 tonight and by the time I reach Pasir Ris, it would be almost 10pm. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do research on Orchard area and Singapore stuff for the hotel job now. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7440848661098323127?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7440848661098323127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7440848661098323127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7440848661098323127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7440848661098323127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/7-jan-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2598022414674246803</id><published>2010-01-06T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:04:38.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S0RcbAbFpaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/dQazuIW-KYk/s1600-h/CIMG0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423561470300759458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S0RcbAbFpaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/dQazuIW-KYk/s320/CIMG0906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 Jan 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent last night accompanying Cookie so she won't disturb others with her whines and cries. She's starting to bark o.o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, if she's so noisy now, what happens in future when her puppy whines become deep, resonating adult-dog barks? &gt;-&lt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to train her by only going to her cage when she's finally quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment I sat on the floor in her cage, she lay on my lap and curled up to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Say "AWWWWWW!!") :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think she feels insecure being on her own. Poor thing. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally going to start working at the hotel tomorrow. Tomorrow is just training though. Nervous nervous nervous. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edited: Added pictures. This is my brother sleeping with Cookie in the cage about 10 minutes ago. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S0RcapWSMPI/AAAAAAAAChI/Cn8mQT-8Ldo/s1600-h/CIMG0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423561464106594546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S0RcapWSMPI/AAAAAAAAChI/Cn8mQT-8Ldo/s320/CIMG0914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2598022414674246803?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2598022414674246803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2598022414674246803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2598022414674246803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2598022414674246803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/6-jan-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/S0RcbAbFpaI/AAAAAAAAChQ/dQazuIW-KYk/s72-c/CIMG0906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4353761331104593490</id><published>2010-01-04T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:20:02.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4th Jan 2009&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT A PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D (yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Her&lt;/u&gt; mum was a brown labrador and her dad is a black husky.&lt;br /&gt;(So technically, she's a mongrel. But she's so sweet. Heh(:)&lt;br /&gt;(Her mum died after the puppies' birth. ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Her&lt;/u&gt; name is COOKIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;She's&lt;/u&gt; 2 months old but is quite huge already o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;She's&lt;/u&gt; more like a husky than a lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;She&lt;/u&gt; keeps whining when we put her in her "cage". &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's the cutest dog-whine I've ever heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("OMG SO CUTE xD" keeps squealing in my mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;She&lt;/u&gt; is an attention-seeker and&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; demands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; company.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is spoiling her. He slept on the floor outside her cage last night just so she won't whine and 'cry' so much.&lt;br /&gt;o__________________________o&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, my dad brought her out of the cage and slept on the floor in his room with her. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She didn't even sleep D:!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She just wanted company. LOL, WHAT A BABY RIGHT. (But so, so cute XD)&lt;br /&gt;(During this time, my dad ignored 10 over calls. He is expected to go overseas this Thursday which means he shouldn't ignore those calls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I kept emphasising on her gender because everyone except me kept refering to her as a guy. Slip of the tongue, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training a 2-month old puppy with a short attention span and an overwhelming curiosity (keeps wandering off to look around the house) is quite tedious. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin got one of the puppies too. Her puppy is a male, more of a lab and his name is Java.&lt;br /&gt;Almost all her pets are related to caffeine o__o"&lt;br /&gt;Her other dog is Latte.&lt;br /&gt;Her two cats are Mocha and Cream.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog's whining again. Awwwwww... :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures yet because my camera was being crappy and just now it's battery died on me. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Let me relish today as the day.......&lt;br /&gt;everyone has to go to school&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON'T :D&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4353761331104593490?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4353761331104593490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4353761331104593490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4353761331104593490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4353761331104593490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-got-puppy-d-d-d-her-mum-was-brown.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-169008813032637191</id><published>2010-01-02T00:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:13:40.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sz4tCUDQxLI/AAAAAAAAChA/FkEhwH0Nwyg/s1600-h/DSC00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421820519166035122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sz4tCUDQxLI/AAAAAAAAChA/FkEhwH0Nwyg/s320/DSC00026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying 2012 instead of 2010 today. Idk why. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the bloody dryer thing to dry my uniform for work tomorrow. It's taking forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really pathetic way to start off a new year. But... -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Exhausted&lt;/u&gt; ttm. Worked 8 hours straight, without dinner. -unenthusiastic cheers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy&lt;/u&gt; to chat with clare just now after aeons (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Guilty&lt;/u&gt; over missing New Year Eve plans. :/&lt;br /&gt;Still so so so tired. Bloody eejits left early from work one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody dryer. Hurry up please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What's the word to describe this feeling? :&lt;/u&gt; Missing K :/ who disappeared off to M'sia suddenly today. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's talking about results day. Screw results day laaaa.. I'd really rather pretend I didn't sit for the papers at all. Really. &lt;u&gt;Nervous like shiii.... DIE LAAA.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised today that the world is soooo small.&lt;br /&gt;Or as Clare puts it, the world is big but SINGAPORE is small. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a woman I sort of knew and Er Xuan Yu at the same busstop today. Huh, weird.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised that Clare's church friend is my primary school friend's friend. Weirder huh. Because it was only after a few years before I finally realised the link. &lt;u&gt;LAG.&lt;/u&gt; rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is small but got a lot of things to learn. ARGH. Haven't started my research for job :/&lt;br /&gt;(I don't want to cry on the job and I plan not to. JY JY feesh D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid dryer. &lt;u&gt;Exasperated now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-169008813032637191?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/169008813032637191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=169008813032637191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/169008813032637191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/169008813032637191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-jan-2010-1st-day-of-another-year.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sz4tCUDQxLI/AAAAAAAAChA/FkEhwH0Nwyg/s72-c/DSC00026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1754794031848165761</id><published>2009-12-31T21:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:22:47.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzyoVCxutVI/AAAAAAAACg4/0BWb9wLuBjg/s1600-h/facebook+random.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 351px; HEIGHT: 67px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421393130923406674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzyoVCxutVI/AAAAAAAACg4/0BWb9wLuBjg/s320/facebook+random.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzynEB5HDbI/AAAAAAAACgw/rWz6BvQNW2s/s1600-h/facebook+random.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be old but it made me laugh. Haha (: Nice one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I had a novel but epic failed idea of making homemade frozen yoghurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only the top layer of yoghurt in my cup froze D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I just got hit by some bug. Some digital bug thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My comp is lagging like fug and my phone keeps turning on and off at least 4 times in a row now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, the light or fan or something outside keeps making some weird noise. As if someone is switching on the light or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT. I'm &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt; at home now. -shudders-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, I'm not alone. I've got 2 hamsters, 3 fighting fish and about 15 other fishes in a huge tank in a mish mash collection of species. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I feel so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT. ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The hamsters are fighting and squeaking now. I don't dare to touch them now lest they bite me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the above took quite a long while to type out properly. lag lag lag)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I REALLY REGRET NOT PAYING ATTENTION DURING ALL THOSE SS EXCURSIONS IN PRI SCHOOL ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to know a lot, a lot about Singapore. Within this following week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, yes I know I'm Singaporean. But but but. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhh.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I regret not fully appreciating all those SS trips to Little India, Chinatown and the like. :l All those recollections will really come in handy now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll explain when I really do have that job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I need to keep talking to street-smart people like Chiaw Min :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an interview earlier today.&lt;u&gt; I was being uber contradicting the whole bloody time.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOSH x__x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interviewer: Are you &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;confident&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in approaching strangers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: Are you afraid of me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(But I stuttered and mumbled as if it was my judgement day. Hah.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: How well do you know Singapore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: I admit that in terms of facts and history, I do not know Singapore in detail. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I do know the general facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(But I couldn't even name the three new malls in Orchard. Or typical tourist attractions in Singapore, eg, Downtown East. Or typical local cuisines. GOSH?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Okay, to be fair, I didn't think that these attractions would count because would patrons of the hotel in umm, this "class" even be interested in these places or cheap local fare?? :/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like I just bit the hand that fed me all these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like I had betrayed Singapore, in a sense. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart is brimming with patriotic guilt. A little oxymoronic. But, yeah. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, a friend who had always helped you but you didn't even know what is his/her favourite colour. Which can be something very obvious, ie, how many blue/red/orange/green things do they own?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the few things I could answer confidently was that yes, I knew that there's a direct bus from my home to the hotel I was being interviewed in. (My interviewer lives in my neighbourhood. GOSH GOSH.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that was only because I googled on how to get to that hotel. Lucky much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bangs head on table-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le sigh. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This cheered me up(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love these quirky ideas. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1754794031848165761?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1754794031848165761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1754794031848165761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1754794031848165761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1754794031848165761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-may-be-old-but-it-made-me-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzyoVCxutVI/AAAAAAAACg4/0BWb9wLuBjg/s72-c/facebook+random.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6745222722838544712</id><published>2009-12-31T12:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:58:27.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of 2009. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back feels so effing stiff. It feels more like there's a wooden board between my shoulder blades (Eh, is that what they're called?) rather than human flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I would be too tired to blog later. So while all these thoughts are still fresh in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw the typical "I'll study harder" resolution. Never, ever, ever followed it. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Like, since I learnt the concept of New Year resolutions in lower primary till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1# NEVER LOSE MY PHONE. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that applies to camera or purse too :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2# Take care of myself more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. I've had enough of giving in to others so much. My work and effort were taken advantage of. People dear to me will know, if they remember my rantings. Heh. Anyways, I've decided that I want to be a bit selfish in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3# Learn to forget after I forgive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I tend to forgive but never forget. :/ (As in, the major things. I'm not petty over smallish issues.)&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is one resolution that ought to start now -- not delayed till tomorrow on 1st Jan -- and kept in my system till I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point, my mind has wandered to all the things I planned to do this morning. There's 15 minutes left to play guitar and play with the hamsters and download songs and find new guitar tutorials to inspire myself and continue blogging. 15 minutes before I ought to go shower etc and go out again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It was at that point that all the rational, inspiring resolutions that were fresh in my head were forgotten. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So, I'll randomly add stuff. Somewhere in time. I guess. I hope.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I tend to forget something unless I write it out. WHY AHHH. What's wrong with me? :c )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Ignore the brackets. Random thoughts bombarding.))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6745222722838544712?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6745222722838544712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6745222722838544712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6745222722838544712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6745222722838544712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7711994548208540666</id><published>2009-12-29T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:33:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;29 Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH. For some reason, I kept thinking today is 28 Dec. Until I checked my phone just now. Um, okay, so that means I have to expect one day's worth of pay lesser today. :/&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth's and my plan to change jobs has a MAJOR loophole. I just realised. Oh gosh,must tell him when he wakes up. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I got&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;free entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to the zoo today :D&lt;br /&gt;Lol, that's a &lt;strong&gt;positive &lt;/strong&gt;way to view today. hahahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's &lt;u&gt;karma&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I told my brothers about facebook groups related to Dora the Explorer (You know that really, really slow kid's show. Ya. Yes, we are all childhood-deprieved chums) that have group names something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"DORA! The banana tree is right behind you! And you call yourself an explorer!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not laughing at Dora now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Because I've to wear Dora-the-Explorer-style uniforms D:&lt;/u&gt; GOSH. AAhhhh..... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told to wear white socks to work (trial session actually). Unfortunately, I brought ankle socks which meant I kept getting scratched above my ankles by the edge of the boots (part of uniform).&lt;br /&gt;I got ugly red marks on my shins now... Oh the agony. -wails-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I want to sell something on ebay.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pink bag that is plastic-y on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;The bag's handle is &lt;em&gt;Hello Kitty&lt;/em&gt;'s head.&lt;br /&gt;Every zip the bag has is a &lt;em&gt;Hello Kitty&lt;/em&gt; head.&lt;br /&gt;On the bag itself, these metal itallic wordings: &lt;em&gt;Hello Kitty&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so horrible it's quite terrifying. REALLY. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;What's even more astounding is how the bloody hell did my aunt have even the slightest notion of getting this for my Xmas present? Horrors of horrors. She must have really forgotten that I'm &lt;u&gt;sixteen&lt;/u&gt; and not SIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I lost my phone again today.&lt;br /&gt;But I left it in my wardrobe while getting clothes to shower. OOPS :X&lt;br /&gt;And someone had to call my phone over 10 times trying to find it in their car. Double oops. SORRY ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7711994548208540666?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7711994548208540666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7711994548208540666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7711994548208540666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7711994548208540666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/29-dec-2009-ohhh.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8507252571067106441</id><published>2009-12-28T11:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:03:33.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28 Dec 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzgtUQw_QJI/AAAAAAAACgo/VyRGq3bWBLA/s1600-h/CIMG0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420131977661464722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzgtUQw_QJI/AAAAAAAACgo/VyRGq3bWBLA/s320/CIMG0873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a close-up on the top I bought some days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that it looks like the top and bottom border pattern on this blogskin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the ZOO later for my job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-fingers and toes crossed-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want this job!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Actually, anything that pays well will do. Heh. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edited:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Eh, the zoo job wasn't really what I had expected because I would have to travel super far (travelling time: 1.5 hrs) for an average pay. Hmm :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I've another job interview for another job at a hotel on the 31st(:&lt;br /&gt;Way to celebrate New Year's Eve huh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth's plan is to work the zoo job in the morning to early afternoon shift then go to the hotel job for the night shift. o________o"&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Crazy ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I still can't decide between JC and Poly. The anxiety is gnawing at me bit by bit every single day. UGH ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh something else random.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth woke up late so we were supposed to meet at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;With extra time on my hands, I tried to play around with my new curling iron.&lt;br /&gt;Gleefully playing with my new toy (:D), I curled almost half of my hair before I realised I won't have time to finish. (:O!!!)&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;I showered AGAIN to straighten my hair.&lt;br /&gt;And so, I was late. Heh. ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-8507252571067106441?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/8507252571067106441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=8507252571067106441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8507252571067106441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8507252571067106441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-close-up-on-top-i-bought-some.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzgtUQw_QJI/AAAAAAAACgo/VyRGq3bWBLA/s72-c/CIMG0873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6462015755994552495</id><published>2009-12-27T21:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:47:36.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27 Dec 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's Just Fall In Love Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lyrics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's pretend baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you've just met me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've never seen you before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll tell all my friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I think you're staring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you say the same to yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And oh, we'll dance around it all night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then I'll follow you outside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And try to open up my mouth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And nothing comes out right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wanna fall in love with you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have to try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who needs to pretend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But because it's so funny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just think about it, honey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just fall in love again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll call you in three days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not too soon, not too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll ask your roommate if you're home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You call me on Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll hang out all day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then fall asleep on the phone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And oh, I'll hold your hand when we drive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll lose track of all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll tell everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That we ain't never felt so alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wanna fall in love with you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have to try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who needs to pretend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But because it's so funny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just think about it, honey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just fall in love again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll fall disgustingly fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll stop hanging out with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they'll be so offended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wanna fall in love with you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have to try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who needs to pretend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But because it's so funny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just think about it, honey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just fall in love again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just fall in love again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Szdo-M1X3yI/AAAAAAAACgg/tsYPXoeSH-s/s1600-h/CIMG0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916094369947426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Szdo-M1X3yI/AAAAAAAACgg/tsYPXoeSH-s/s320/CIMG0880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this origami hexangonal star box today. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm super proud of myself. hahahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Szdo9hiWasI/AAAAAAAACgY/G_vJnKHTS50/s1600-h/CIMG0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916082747435714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Szdo9hiWasI/AAAAAAAACgY/G_vJnKHTS50/s320/CIMG0878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6462015755994552495?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6462015755994552495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6462015755994552495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6462015755994552495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6462015755994552495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-just-fall-in-love-again-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Szdo-M1X3yI/AAAAAAAACgg/tsYPXoeSH-s/s72-c/CIMG0880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5348952319187515866</id><published>2009-12-27T04:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T05:31:20.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzZ8ZbIDbcI/AAAAAAAACgI/zAht_fFSltQ/s1600-h/CIMG0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419655977807080898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzZ8ZbIDbcI/AAAAAAAACgI/zAht_fFSltQ/s320/CIMG0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 Dec 2009 Effing 4am++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, Im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried blog-hopping and for some reason, there're about 5-10 people whose tagboards can't be seen. ): I think its just my computer being crappy because I left it on for days in a row. HEH. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly dawned on me that I've been doing effing nothing much this holiday. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm so tempted to go to poly &lt;em&gt;just because&lt;/em&gt; I could have an extended holiday. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about polys, I haven't looked through which courses I plan to go to. ST told me to go and research on Mass Comm courses available.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm very, very reluctant to do so.&lt;br /&gt;People tell me that SP and Ngee Ann poly (and Nanyang poly, according to ST) are the better polys for Mass Comm.&lt;br /&gt;Only Clare mentions that TP is good for Mass Comm. Apparently, to get to Mass Comm in TP, you've to get an A for English, which was what her brother got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh, basically, the general excuse for myself not doing this poly research is the complexity of it. I guess. HAHA. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underlying reason is because I'm worried my English results won't make it. Kenneth kept telling me not to worry about it or something along those lines. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But my worries are effing valid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; That's &lt;u&gt;why&lt;/u&gt; it's worrying,right! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valid Reason 1#&lt;br /&gt;I've never got an A for English before. Nada. (Because I can never finish my essays. hah.) I don't remember my grades but I know for sure I've no As for English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valid Reason 2#&lt;br /&gt;I didn't finish my bloody mid-year Chinese O's paper and see what I got -- a grade marked down from everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't finish my English paper.&lt;br /&gt;Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-doom-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Poon asked (or pestered) me whether I finished the English paper, I told her yes to shut her up and just so that she won't have a chance to pull down my hopes and poke at my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my hopes are already pulled down and I'm poking at my own nerves. Which is stupidly ironical, really. :/ argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following shall be random things that don't have any link okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I'll be going for a job interview... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at the ZOO&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;If I get the job, I'll work there 6days a week from morning till the zoo closes at 6pm or 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be living a Pri 1 dream of seeing the animals everyday. HAHAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be tedious travelling long distances to and fro everyday but at least I won't be travelling alone. (: Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother told everyone he wanted a remote-controlled helicopter toy for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;When he lost it the 2nd day he had it, he denied it and said he always wanted a remote-controlled plane apparently because it's easier to fly. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st day he had it, it was still in it's gift wwrap so that doesn't count right? :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ohh, the best part is, he somehow lost control and flew the helicopter&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; a building&lt;/em&gt;. It's somewhere on the roof-top of a nearby HDB flat now. HAHA ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I just spent 42min. Not bad. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzZ8Z-5cDkI/AAAAAAAACgQ/y7FYWq6lwyE/s1600-h/CIMG0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419655987409456706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzZ8Z-5cDkI/AAAAAAAACgQ/y7FYWq6lwyE/s320/CIMG0864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5348952319187515866?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5348952319187515866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5348952319187515866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5348952319187515866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5348952319187515866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/27-dec-2009-effing-4am-gawd-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SzZ8ZbIDbcI/AAAAAAAACgI/zAht_fFSltQ/s72-c/CIMG0862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8297947639816112820</id><published>2009-12-26T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:49:29.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26 Dec 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was...retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my phone in my dad's car the day before yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;As I walked to the gate, I pushed a key to the lock, realising a whole five seconds later that the key in my hand was the &lt;em&gt;car key&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to get the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the elevator down, I realised only after going down some 10 storeys that I was holding a mug of milk in my other hand. No wonder this mother and daughter couple gave me weird looks. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the wrong bus to my grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;And I even walked to the wrong flat. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet thing about this Christmas is the curling iron all my aunts chipped in to get me. &lt;3! wahaha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-8297947639816112820?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/8297947639816112820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=8297947639816112820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8297947639816112820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8297947639816112820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4245188335598175086</id><published>2009-12-24T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:10:33.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 Dec 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I chose a blogskin with no date. LOL. So I'll type dates here from now on. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Xmas Eve (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks 2 later.&lt;br /&gt;Always wondered why Alvin got all the attention -- besides being the lead singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you dont say, Joe &amp;amp; the Jonas right?? o________o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, idk, TaeYeon &amp;amp; the Girls. ROFL, random much? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an extraordinary turn of events, my dad offered to get me a new phone as an Xmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for the money to buy the phone to buy clothes instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a PHENOMENALLY, UNEXPECTED twist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...he actually agreed.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WOOTS (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4245188335598175086?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4245188335598175086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4245188335598175086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4245188335598175086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4245188335598175086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/24-dec-2009-i-realised-i-chose-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8206024217232179651</id><published>2009-12-24T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:07:22.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently thinking of sacarstic and obvious remarks to make in front of &lt;em&gt;those people&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow at dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope to make them squirm uncomfortably in their own skins.&lt;br /&gt;I want their hands to turn clammy and their retorts/excuses/replies to be shaky and incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;I want guilt to creep up around their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;And I want them to suddenly be "nice" people (under pressure, perhaps?). At least for one day. Please, it's not too much to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's childish.&lt;br /&gt;Petulant, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY STARTED IT! D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ST will be spending Xmas eve working a sucky job.&lt;br /&gt;I will be spending Xmas eve making the atmosphere uneasy for some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm&lt;strong&gt; still&lt;/strong&gt; bearing grudges against them. I really, really can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;My wardrobe is half full now. YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm finally getting rid of super old clothes.&lt;br /&gt;SO I've like, full rights to go shopping. :D&lt;br /&gt;-grins-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-8206024217232179651?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/8206024217232179651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=8206024217232179651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8206024217232179651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8206024217232179651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-currently-thinking-of-sacarstic.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-252334537374861590</id><published>2009-12-23T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:07:22.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mum told me really &lt;em&gt;fantastic &lt;/em&gt;stories about a certain someone during their Malaysia trip. Emotions blended within me: Amusement, Shock, Scorn, Anger and Disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amusement&lt;/u&gt; because of all the various ways she humiliated herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shock&lt;/u&gt; because of the way she could come up with lame excuses for her despicable behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scorn&lt;/u&gt; because that person has no self-pride. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anger&lt;/u&gt; because they thought they could take advantage. Perhaps they thought they had the upper hand. The joke is on themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger because of how they treated the aged with their blatant show of unconcern. That'syour own mother for goodness sake. How could you be so selfish and still have the guts to continue acting as if nothing happened, as if we owe you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disgust&lt;/u&gt; just because your actions can only be described as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I hope that these people will meet others who will give them their just deserts.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should be thankful that I didn't join them on this holiday or the opposite. I didn't go so I didn't have to tolerate people like them. I didn't go so my parents had spent a little lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me felt regret that I didn't go but that's only beacuse I am spurred by an avengeful heart.&lt;br /&gt;If I had gone along with them to that dreaded holiday albeit reluctantly, maybe I would have thought of a lot of sacarstic remarks to spit in their faces. I am that pissed. At least someone would stand up to these assholes if I had gone with my family. And give them a verbal slap on their face. They would be speechless and would mind their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, when these pests are in my presence, I'll keep on my toes, ready to attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Seriously. Despicable TTM. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-252334537374861590?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/252334537374861590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=252334537374861590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/252334537374861590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/252334537374861590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-mum-told-me-really-fantastic-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5139725963341865020</id><published>2009-12-21T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:11:40.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back about an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to "celebrate" Rachel's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;Movie + some arcade + sakae dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(belated)&lt;/span&gt; Birthday Rachel :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm so tired for no reason and my contact lens were dry the whole day. I really hate it when I can't see clearly because of dry lens....I was so scared walking home from the busstop; unnecessary fear was building up in my heart over unseen/vague-and-creepy-looking stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, &lt;strong&gt;desperately &lt;/strong&gt;finding a suitable part-time job that pays well.&lt;br /&gt;I've wasted all my time already.&lt;br /&gt;December is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is coming home tomorrow from M'sia and still have no job. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm negative $12 broke. GOSH, AHHHH..... ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for wasting all this time. ):&lt;br /&gt;But I hate myself more after knowing someone fought with someone else to try to help get Kenneth's and my jobs... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah screw this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5139725963341865020?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5139725963341865020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5139725963341865020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5139725963341865020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5139725963341865020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-came-back-about-hour-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7624373666303350010</id><published>2009-12-18T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:32:55.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oetu5iaQoD0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oetu5iaQoD0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We Got Married" is a Korean reality series where celebrities (maybe a few are not) are sort of forced to marry each other and live together. It's super cute! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started watching at the TaeYeon part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANYWAYS, I love how this fat woman (an ex-Judo player) ShinYoung made a Korean wrap thing &lt;em&gt;spammed &lt;/em&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;wasabi AND red pepper paste&lt;/strong&gt; for her "husband".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:07, she says, "What am I going to do with this? (She's allergic to pepper)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I made it with love."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7624373666303350010?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7624373666303350010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7624373666303350010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7624373666303350010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7624373666303350010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-got-married-is-korean-reality-series.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3550371424885688659</id><published>2009-12-17T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:51:42.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to make myself an egg mayo sandwich this morning (perhaps in a self delusion that I can cook). (Wait lol, I only cooked hard-boiled eggs. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up just eating the egg mixture without the bread XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3550371424885688659?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3550371424885688659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3550371424885688659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3550371424885688659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3550371424885688659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanted-to-make-myself-egg-mayo.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2839312319619578443</id><published>2009-12-16T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:33:36.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To sn!sholV who will never read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been seeing your (real) name popping up all over facebook for the past one year.&lt;br /&gt;Like in Friends For Sale or other applications where everyone's name is listed and I'll always see yours first because it starts with an 'A'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You changed your birthday to 1 Jan. How mature of you to not get over your past till now. Please grow up; there're millions more people suffering emotional hurts more drastic, more painful than  yours. I'm not even refering to the starving or homeless. I'm refering to the normal people with a house, food and proper education like the majority but who suffer in silence behind closed doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a year now I still dream of you occasionally and sometimes I pray really hard that I won't see you at Dhoby Ghaut, the only place you'll go out to, if you go out at all. Fine, save for church and the bball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand looking at your name anymore and being in a sian-ed/irritable/etc foul mood because of you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate you but the more I think about it, I just can't stand you any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so goodbye once and for fucking all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2839312319619578443?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2839312319619578443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2839312319619578443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2839312319619578443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2839312319619578443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-snsholv-who-will-never-read-this-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1983294754709310510</id><published>2009-12-15T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:10:10.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH. I feel like an idiot. My blog song wasn't playing 'cause it was a video in a normal music player form. Uh, MixPod has different types of players -- for plain music or for videos.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this song/video playing is super nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I think the lack of schooling led me to keep typing &lt;em&gt;"vedio"&lt;/em&gt; just now. Z. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to give up waiting for the waitressing job at St. Regis hotel.&lt;/strong&gt; :l&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than a week. AND, more than half of December has vanished into thin air already. -gasp-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scouring newspaper ads like crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I were retrenched.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, once not long ago, I had a "purpose" in my life, I had a goal, I had a routine (albeit boring and tiring, it does have this drive that sustains us mentally, no?). But now, I've been idling my days away. Save for the past few days and later because I'm going out :D WOOTS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1983294754709310510?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1983294754709310510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1983294754709310510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1983294754709310510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1983294754709310510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6381154910932527860</id><published>2009-12-13T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:10:34.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to type this here so I'll remember this for life.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm below 21 and as long as I'm taking pocket money from my parents, my parents are always entitled to throwing rubbish...in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above totally PWNED the following notion passed some weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go to JC, my parents will pay for my uni. If I go to poly, they won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6381154910932527860?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6381154910932527860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6381154910932527860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6381154910932527860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6381154910932527860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-type-this-here-so-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2095995824244064186</id><published>2009-12-13T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:55:30.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A scalding burn on the cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;An uncontrollable throbbing in the throat.&lt;br /&gt;A sound, trembling and pathetic. I can't believe its my own voice.&lt;br /&gt;Hotter streaks sliding down the face do not make the cheeks feel any cooler.&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to catch one's breath.&lt;br /&gt;A numbing feeling on the surface but a turmultous storm raging inside.&lt;br /&gt;Clenched fists, wavering, shivering in spasm. Of shock, of incense, of fear, of fervent hopes of righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;A blurred vision.&lt;br /&gt;The pain inside overwhelms the outer blow.&lt;br /&gt;That twisted, twisted agony. Within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly all the descriptive words, phrases etc teachers spoon fed us for our essays don't seem so fake and exaggerated anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2095995824244064186?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2095995824244064186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2095995824244064186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2095995824244064186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2095995824244064186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/scalding-burn-on-cheeks.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-9048205105748651440</id><published>2009-12-13T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:56:19.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If" by Taeyeon, leader of SNSD.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not emotionally attached to the song. English-subtitled videos of this song in YouTube reveal its meaning which drip with heart-wrenching emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I just like her voice. hah.&lt;br /&gt;I find Asian girls with powerful, clear voices super fascinating. Idk why. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-9048205105748651440?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/9048205105748651440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=9048205105748651440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/9048205105748651440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/9048205105748651440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-by-taeyeon-leader-of-snsd.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6388510776983858137</id><published>2009-12-13T12:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:41:29.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;New Year Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't lose my handphone. :X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I'll buy with my salary: 2nd-hand phone :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is going to M'sia on Tues till 22dec.&lt;br /&gt;It'll just be my maid and me at home. Heheh, can't wait. -grins-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6388510776983858137?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6388510776983858137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6388510776983858137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6388510776983858137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6388510776983858137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolution-dont-lose-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5174031132297794785</id><published>2009-12-12T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:44:50.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so restless now. HELP ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you'll give me time to gain back my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't even do anything to attempt to gain back this trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony of what you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, I think I miss Literature. Not the teacher(s) who taught me but the subject. :/&lt;br /&gt;I miss writing elaborate essays for English and not finishing within the expected time limit. Like, LOL what am I saying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5174031132297794785?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5174031132297794785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5174031132297794785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5174031132297794785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5174031132297794785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-restless-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2103083520995324529</id><published>2009-12-12T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:43:49.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the band performance at tjc last night.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Took cab there last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Almost got lost in the dark tjc. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Failure camwhoring :/ LOL x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt kind of cheated. I thought the TK band were going to play at tjc last night so I went (plus Clare already helped me to book the tickets).&lt;br /&gt;BUT it's actually the tjc band playing with a handful of tk sec4 band people as guest performers. :/&lt;br /&gt;A tk teacher conducted one or two songs.&lt;br /&gt;There was this sort of African-ish song where the band players pause to make bird-like whistling sounds (like in Snow White or Bambi or some "enchanted forest" sounds. Like, LOL) which is quite refreshing and eye-opening for me. haha&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I felt that it was nothing much :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother is being super egoistic about his piano-playing skills. He obviously forgot that I was the one who taught him the very basics =.= wth man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2103083520995324529?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2103083520995324529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2103083520995324529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2103083520995324529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2103083520995324529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-to-band-performance-at-tjc-last.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-815881366286748338</id><published>2009-12-11T05:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:05:49.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's freaking 5am yet I can't sleep. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go out since Tuesday and I feel sooo fugging bored and lethargic. Like, as if my world has come to a meaningless end because I'll mundanely rot away. Erode bit by bit. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised today is only fugging Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week was full of failures, I just realised.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, WeiTeng and I totally changed plans.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Chiawmin postponed the Sec4 guides potluck gathering :/&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I messed up A LOT of things.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, was in short, a let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'll bear grudges against others. Really. Tues' and Wed's mishaps are entirely my fault -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy belated birthday anyway Clare (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to start on a part-time job D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know hotels don't revolve their operations around me but I (perhaps naively) think you should just give me the job sooner so I can help in whatever ways I can sooner. And I will stop wasting my time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently 15cents richer than Alex, according to what he says on fb. He's $1.50 rich xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I can't go for part time, neither will I be able to go out with friends. So. In other words, I'll be bored twice over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, I have no part-time job to fill in the idle hours and two, I can't go out with friends anyway. Even if it's really really really really important meetings with friends whom I didn't go out with for so effing long, they seem sort of surreal now. WTH man, I NEED A JOB D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking of this thought for weeks now and since I'm suffering from insomnia again and since no one will read this anyway, so, what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you prayed to Him for wisdom, did anyone of us figured or even have the &lt;em&gt;tiniest &lt;/em&gt;slight notion that it'll be painful? When we all hope to be wiser and smarter, do we even&lt;em&gt; expect&lt;/em&gt; that the experiences or insights you learn will be hurtful? The fact is we don't.&lt;br /&gt;Subconciously, we all expect whatever we asked for to be served on a silver platter, garnished, decorated beautifully and flawlessly.&lt;br /&gt;In church and cell, people always pray for wisdom. Non-Christians too pray for their grandchildren or children to be bright and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone hopes for enlightenment in their various ways or in no particular way whasoever. Kay, the difference is like, some people facing their personal problems hope for enlightenment in these problems which is still okay while others &lt;em&gt;don't even know what they are expecting&lt;/em&gt; and just ask and hope for wisdom to fall on them, land nicely on their lap in a neat parcel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is this. But did it ever fugging occur to any fugging one that it'll (so-called wisdom, etc) come &lt;em&gt;painfully&lt;/em&gt;? It's not so grand or heartwarmingly poignant as if romantic harp music will start to play somewhere the moment your enlightenment or wisdom or whatever shit hits you. It's not like, some inner light bulb within you will start to glow proudly at its achievement. It all boils down to the perception of reality versus illusion. Imo. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really shocks me any more. I just fully realised this -- and accepted it, albeit half-heartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I won't be shocked if my O's results suck like crap.&lt;br /&gt;I think I half-expected that I can't make it to a good jc nor my desired poly course in Mass Com.&lt;br /&gt;I think I won't be taken aback, blown off by the huge impact, if history repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I won't be surprised or anything if I end off this year with less than what I already had when I started this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously I thought that I might what to die young, like, in my fifties. And thats the latest already.&lt;br /&gt;I think I want to die in my thirties now. HAHAHA random :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-815881366286748338?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/815881366286748338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=815881366286748338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/815881366286748338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/815881366286748338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-freaking-5am-yet-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6000944431460128875</id><published>2009-12-09T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:59:07.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;motto&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;in life shall be&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="5"&gt; MUST DRINK COFFEE&lt;/font&gt; (especially if I'm going out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So that I won't board the wrong bus and won't be late and won't get lost in some industrial labyrinth and won't be labelled the bad person who ruins others' plans like I was yesterday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So that I would have, could have been more tactful like today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry. Though, who won't feel sian-ed when one's in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;I think someone is pissed at me though..... :/ This time, I won't say sorry, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I found a new reason to love YouTube 'cause it really cheers you up fast. :D (Though, he helped to make me feel better too. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found lots of videos of Christmas-y songs.&lt;br /&gt;I think ALL malls, shops etc should play these types of X'mas songs instead of the typical Jingle Bells and Rudolph. (yeah, I spelled his name wrongly :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "acapella" style of song is so quirky and cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QqonjZ1hMnI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QqonjZ1hMnI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this on the radio(:&lt;br /&gt;"Na, na, na, na, feels like Christmas~~" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jWh9KVUX2fM&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jWh9KVUX2fM&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she composed this herself. A bit Indie, but mellowly pleasant(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bFavxQUbsog&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bFavxQUbsog&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS ONE IS RETARDED. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I got the chorus stuck in my younger brother's head.&lt;br /&gt;It's tongue-in-cheek yet at the same time, it's rationally true. lol :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If snowmen came alive, that's creepy~~ If Santa Claus came to my housek, that's creepy~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WPVNvJoljD0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WPVNvJoljD0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like squeaky Alvin-and-the-chipmunks kind of singing but this is an exception :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to bake anything anymore D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6000944431460128875?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6000944431460128875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6000944431460128875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6000944431460128875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6000944431460128875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-my-motto-in-life-shall-be-must.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7026651348725908780</id><published>2009-12-03T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:57:48.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#1. I woke up today, inspired and motivated to bake cookies :D (I've been baking a lot recently :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. THERE WERE A BLOODY FUGGING LOT OF COCKROACHES IN THE BLOODY KITCHEN LIKE OMG EW EW EW EW&lt;br /&gt;I've to explain. They decided to uh, "gas" the rubbish chute today and the (bloody fugging) roaches were in their (bloody stupid) attempt to escape the toxic fumes.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Poh says I sound like the exterminators wanted to gas the roaches as if they were "gassing the Jews". -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. Was supposed to go out today with Christine and clique but didn't. I started regretting it yesterday and will stop regretting it when I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. I was so pissed with my younger brother (don't ask) that I &lt;s&gt;threw&lt;/s&gt; flung my phone with vehement strength fueled by exasperation on the unforgiving hard, wooden floor... Now my phone has an internal injury. I'M SERIOUS o___o&lt;br /&gt;My phone has a black scratch/scar inside the screen. And when the screen is black (like, sleep mode or whatever you call it. you just don't touch your phone for half a minute), the scar would be a striking white, like a streak of lightning.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;COOL RIGHT!!  xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;My phone is miraculously still working though. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to take pictures of it tomorrow for the heck of it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7026651348725908780?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7026651348725908780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7026651348725908780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7026651348725908780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7026651348725908780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7516326167634156257</id><published>2009-12-03T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:10:31.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just thinking of Hiro with his plans and high goals all laid out in the future... .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super impressed and astonished but also quite ahh...how to put it... "jealous" in a sense. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for the future stops at the poly/jc phase of my life. And its not even touching on the whole of the 1st year of it. It merely pauses at the "OMG-What-Am-I-Going-To-Do" part of the next phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO, my awesome deduction of the route I 've planned for myself (despite its short-termed-ness) is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I'm going to JC,&lt;/strong&gt; I would pick Meridian over other JCs.&lt;br /&gt;Or deliberately find a JC that is not that awesome and be the female-Vincent Oh-type-of-genius there. :D&lt;br /&gt;I would dread Temasek JC (sorry to those aiming for it or are already there)&lt;br /&gt;'cause (A) my seniors told me its boring there .__. ,&lt;br /&gt;(B) my mum wants me to go there so it's &lt;em&gt;sort of &lt;/em&gt;a bad omen and/or&lt;br /&gt;(C) the school even&lt;em&gt; looks&lt;/em&gt; boring, with its red brick school buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the rustic look that red-brick buildings have but it looks weird for a school ._.&lt;br /&gt;Ya I'm being biased and judgemental but whatever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm going to JC, it must be one with a really good guitar ensemble CCA so that I can show off my guitar plucking skills ('cause I suck at strumming). :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I'm going to POLY, &lt;/strong&gt;I would go for Mass Comm and fall in love with the English language again. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, thats my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;awesome&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; plan with its&lt;em&gt; intricate details&lt;/em&gt; and brimming with &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;enthusiastic hope for the next one year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-megawatt grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother (the 10-year-old one) keeps playing the beginning part of Amarath by Nightwish on the piano over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisely, I'm not irritated with that because I'm still not over the bewildered amazement how he learned it from scratch from YouTube. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKRtsByGRdg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKRtsByGRdg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till he learns the full song :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7516326167634156257?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7516326167634156257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7516326167634156257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7516326167634156257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7516326167634156257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-just-thinking-of-hiro-with-his.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6110571606327546437</id><published>2009-11-28T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T14:37:24.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I was woken up at an unearthly time (considering it IS the holidays, plus, it's after the dreaded O's) ---9.30am --- by Clare Cheng =.= Is there such a word as "woken"?? .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the TK Open House, which I really didn't know our school actually hosted. I only knew 'cause Siyuan had to go back to help out.&lt;br /&gt;To be painfully honest, the Open House sucked &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to the max.&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to take pics with my juniors but they were all MIA. To represent the 6 UGs, were the 6 UG leaders sharing &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; booth o.o" Plus, the so-called Open House was held in 5 classrooms. That was it and nothing else. To say it's a small-scale event is a total understatement. It was absolutely dull D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope no TK teachers or the principal sees this XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to upload songs that are in the nostalgic graduation mood -- except for the typical 'Graduation' song by Vitamin C.&lt;br /&gt;"Yesterday" by Leona Lewis is a much nicer song than the above :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, apparently all the lyrics sites I went to forbid you to copy and paste the lyrics =.= Or maybe it's just my computer being retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6110571606327546437?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6110571606327546437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6110571606327546437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6110571606327546437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6110571606327546437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-was-woken-up-at-unearthly-time.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4214446665749864516</id><published>2009-11-22T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:07:15.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the nostalgic mood of graduation, I've uploaded the song "Where Are You Now?" by Honor Society.&lt;br /&gt;It is fitting for the occasion. :D&lt;br /&gt;The song is from the movie Band Slam though I didn't watch it. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the colour of the player &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Royal Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My favourite colour recently :D Clare seems irked by my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;royal blue&lt;/span&gt; obsession &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour blue can represent coldness and sadness, a poignant colour that sums up my current mood, though I wasn't feeling this down before this colour obsession started :D The shade of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;royal blue&lt;/span&gt; seems dull yet bright. To me, its like, being dull on one side yet having this facade of brightness. Yeah, I'm being all literature-ish now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall upload prom pics some time later. I'm just lazy to tag people. ^-^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4214446665749864516?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4214446665749864516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4214446665749864516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4214446665749864516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4214446665749864516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-nostalgic-mood-of-graduation-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-809603857261517895</id><published>2009-11-22T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:58:40.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been aeons since I last updated. The major "events" that has happened since I uploaded are...&lt;br /&gt;- END OF O'S (duh)&lt;br /&gt;- Guides Farewell Party&lt;br /&gt;- Crazy last minute shopping (ended up with a dress I didn't like)&lt;br /&gt;- Prom nite&lt;br /&gt;- Hiro's leaving Singapore ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I don't think he'll see this but I wish him all the best :D&lt;br /&gt;He has this pleasant, friendly, helpful yet slightly quirky character so I'm sure he'll fit in anywhere :D&lt;br /&gt;The following video is in honor of TatsuHiro :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5b8027c6d8f0a731" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b8027c6d8f0a731%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330093365%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D758A9626A18C3A816A2849017BEBEBEDE8DB8B8B.70060B78F12605823A7E58EF03AD6863AC27AC6C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b8027c6d8f0a731%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dms9nOuCdUkjxVKShzZxZkOnWaRQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b8027c6d8f0a731%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330093365%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D758A9626A18C3A816A2849017BEBEBEDE8DB8B8B.70060B78F12605823A7E58EF03AD6863AC27AC6C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b8027c6d8f0a731%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dms9nOuCdUkjxVKShzZxZkOnWaRQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wait till 2:18! It's worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;That one second is so typical of Hiro.&lt;br /&gt;If I had videoed moments during Emaths lessons, I would have uploaded them. Typical Halilah vs. Hiro squabbles never get old :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I won't upload any photos today or at least not now 'cause I'm lazy. Heh. Plus, it's troublesome to upload pictures on blogger :/&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll try Xanga or something, just to fill up my time :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to get a part-time job :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look horrible for prom. 1) I just don't like my dress. I was forced to buy it last min due to time constraints. ugh.!! 2) Hate the stiff curly hair. Damn hair dresser armed with a sticky hair spray. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate see-sawing emotions. That familiar wave of a turmoil of emotions is coming back to me. But this time, it's all different people involved for different reasons. Nevertheless, it's not any less hurtful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-809603857261517895?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5b8027c6d8f0a731&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/809603857261517895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=809603857261517895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/809603857261517895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/809603857261517895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-aeons-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-593213411338266349</id><published>2009-10-18T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:51:31.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is so dead but what the heck. Really cute video. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RT_mxC7E_ao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RT_mxC7E_ao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;JIAYOUS EVERYONE FOR O's :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the stuff we can do after these 4 weeks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the ecstatic screams already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-593213411338266349?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/593213411338266349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=593213411338266349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/593213411338266349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/593213411338266349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-blog-is-so-dead-but-what-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-362974825620691191</id><published>2009-09-28T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:54:30.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My older brother (15) doesn't sleep in his room because the maid sleeps there and hates turning on the aircon so he sleeps on a mattress in my air-conditioned room. Now that my younger brother (10) has a proper bed in the other room, both brothers can sleep there together (sounds damn gay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;My older brother is now officially moving &lt;s&gt;house&lt;/s&gt; room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have the whole room to myself now (I mean, this room has always been &lt;u&gt;mine&lt;/u&gt;), I feel more depressed than euphoric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the day when my relationship with my older brother starts to diminish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the retarded things we do when we can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Etc, just two nights ago, I woke him up 'cause of a (fcking huge) cockroach. :D !!&lt;br /&gt;It was at 4am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fck. Now I'll be sleeping alone in my room. ):&lt;br /&gt;So pathetically lonely. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-362974825620691191?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/362974825620691191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=362974825620691191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/362974825620691191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/362974825620691191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-older-brother-15-doesnt-sleep-in-his.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7488365249231727229</id><published>2009-09-13T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:39:50.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone's blog is dead or cancelled&lt;br /&gt;or I just didn't bother to find their new blogs. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I. MUST. FINISH. SS. PAPER. TMR. D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forgive myself if I don't. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in all upper sec life, I'm studying THREE SS themes instead of one (and a half). So I just HAVE to finish. No excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay feeling inspired. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think of all the subjects and that inspired feeling is diminished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were my guitar, I would hate me. Poor thing abandoned in the guitar case for months. I only just realised I've stopped practising. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7488365249231727229?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7488365249231727229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7488365249231727229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7488365249231727229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7488365249231727229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/09/everyones-blog-is-dead-or-cancelled-or.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3939074731607926625</id><published>2009-09-10T08:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:34:21.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There're many links there at the right side............but many leading to dead or deleted blogs. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even updating my blog when according to Joyce's countdown, there's only 45 more days to O's to go? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time next year, I'll hate myself for either not studying hard enough. Or wasting my time studying so hard (instead of chilling out 'cause JC will be on many levels worse than O's). :O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the internet these days. Not that I never liked it before or anything.&lt;br /&gt;It just that time never seems to move on the internet. Everything is still the same here like every other day albeit the clock on the comp indicating otherwise. HMMM! .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the internet, time seems so slow 'cause to me, it doesn't SEEM to move on the internet, 'cause everything is pretty much the same. Its like......some digital, virtual Neverland thing.&lt;br /&gt;Yet ironically, the internet shows how fast time flies too. Like how Joyce's blog's clock shows that. omg. freaky x______x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3939074731607926625?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3939074731607926625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3939074731607926625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3939074731607926625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3939074731607926625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/09/therere-many-links-there-at-right-side.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1242003310296078811</id><published>2009-09-09T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:19:23.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talking to my brother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: HanFei, how to spell "caffeine"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: I duno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro:...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bro: Isn't it on your coffee (can)?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OHH. YA HUH XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;high on caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;shopping-spreeing on Friends For Sale on fb.&lt;br /&gt;just doing this for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;anticipating worser eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;stomach still aching.&lt;br /&gt;stupid coffee.&lt;br /&gt;guilty pang.&lt;br /&gt;didn't study.&lt;br /&gt;ss book glaring at me now.&lt;br /&gt;still aching.&lt;br /&gt;wth am i doing.&lt;br /&gt;gaaaaaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1242003310296078811?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1242003310296078811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1242003310296078811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1242003310296078811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1242003310296078811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/09/talking-to-my-brother-me-hanfei-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1949234850984531156</id><published>2009-08-29T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:29:02.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The blogspot thing looks weird now. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think all the electronic stuff in my house sucks now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1# I've to take out my phone battery then re-on it to reply smses, after every other sms I receieved. GOSH. soo anoying. &lt;br /&gt;I'm using my uber old phone coz I lost the newer one in a cab. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2# My comp got some virus now (and my dad refuses to help me fix it D:). &lt;br /&gt;Best of all, I didn't know that my dad got an anti-virus software. Simply 'cause, no one told me. Duh. My older bro is supposed to help me download it. But he gave some bullshidd reason that he thought it was already downloaded 'cause halfway through the downloading process, someone offed my computer, so he just assumed that the programme is already downloaded. GAWD. D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;And and and, he very helpfully passed me the anti-virus software box, AFTER my computer already got the virus. like, wow man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3# Since my computer got virused, I pestered my dad to lend me his other laptop which I had to painstakingly download everything. Msn, audi, windows media player etc etc. =.= And since audi was taking aeons to load, I went to copy-and-paste the audi programme from another comp to my thumbdrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the thumbdrive had not enough space. So I had to start over.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the thumbdrive somehow got disconnected. So I had to start over. &lt;br /&gt;Then, the thumbdrive STILL did not have enough space. So I had to start over.&lt;br /&gt;Then, its taking even longer to load into my thumbdrive. urrrrrrghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH RANTING D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I got awesome chinese o lvl results. Just simply terrific to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not. bleah. bored ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1949234850984531156?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1949234850984531156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1949234850984531156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1949234850984531156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1949234850984531156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogspot-thing-looks-weird-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1862603027145212403</id><published>2009-07-16T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:17:17.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zWK3ie4opKA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zWK3ie4opKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been listening to (really sweet) chinese songs and some korean songs recently. I forgot how typical english boybands sound like. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heard on 91.3 that Boys Like Girls is having a new album soon :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Downloads galore XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1862603027145212403?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1862603027145212403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1862603027145212403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1862603027145212403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1862603027145212403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-listening-to-really-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8851949491722364450</id><published>2009-07-15T20:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:50:44.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY WJ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3OzSlcIdI/AAAAAAAACfo/ZRZ2GxzuNb0/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358666512198279634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3OzSlcIdI/AAAAAAAACfo/ZRZ2GxzuNb0/s320/DSC00045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3OzIiwCAI/AAAAAAAACfg/lHVE7_ASZRg/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358666509502646274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3OzIiwCAI/AAAAAAAACfg/lHVE7_ASZRg/s320/DSC00046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3Oy1qs3JI/AAAAAAAACfY/6XNSZRcGQXo/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358666504435719314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3Oy1qs3JI/AAAAAAAACfY/6XNSZRcGQXo/s320/DSC00047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a spider D: How thoughtful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3OyRwzekI/AAAAAAAACfQ/HqdXb5V5iJY/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358666494797642306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3OyRwzekI/AAAAAAAACfQ/HqdXb5V5iJY/s320/DSC00048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys (JiaXun, Tyson, SoonKiat, WeiJie, Louis, Hiro, Kenneth) either randomly picked salmon sushi covered by a plate on top (so they can't see which one is spammed with wasabi) or had to draw the shortest stick. The loser had to swallow the sushi with literally a tablespoon of wasabi o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3Ox8BIWLI/AAAAAAAACfI/1xOkaNnAep8/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358666488960538802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3Ox8BIWLI/AAAAAAAACfI/1xOkaNnAep8/s320/DSC00062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3U4gNYZsI/AAAAAAAACgA/OzCnU1NRlbg/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358673198824580802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3U4gNYZsI/AAAAAAAACgA/OzCnU1NRlbg/s320/DSC00063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3U4OzgvzI/AAAAAAAACfw/6CArCZEW6AI/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358673194152673074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3U4OzgvzI/AAAAAAAACfw/6CArCZEW6AI/s320/DSC00073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry lex ): haha. so blurred XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt take picture of the other presents. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to play pool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Sakae:&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Louis&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;SoonKiat&lt;br /&gt;JiaXun&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jie (duh.)&lt;br /&gt;Tyson&lt;br /&gt;Jael&lt;br /&gt;HuiJin&lt;br /&gt;Greg&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;br /&gt;Hiro&lt;br /&gt;Wilmar&lt;br /&gt;Shandy&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Alex&lt;br /&gt;Calvin Cher&lt;br /&gt;GuoJun&lt;br /&gt;Ebenezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss anyone else? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Pool. 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href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-belated-birthday-wj-d-presents-d.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Sl3OzSlcIdI/AAAAAAAACfo/ZRZ2GxzuNb0/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8937989367018291463</id><published>2009-07-06T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:31:03.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was blog hopping. Came randomly to Joyce's blog and it reminded me about Monday's AYG Torch Relay thing that came to TK &lt;em&gt;(by shuttle bus)&lt;/em&gt; as the last stop. Yeah I know its late to update on this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all in the hall. The Sec4s who had nothing better to do but to hang around to watch (not compulsory for us D:) sat in the gallery :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pics because all of the pictures I took were so blur. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, three AYG participants were holding a (pathetic-looking) rectangular candle lamp thing. We all thought that was the torch O_o hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the real torch came in. Oh the 'enthusiasm' was contagious. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As the torch came in, from up in the gallery in the school hall, Rachel (Lim CY) said, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Now if we all blow really hard..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-8937989367018291463?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/8937989367018291463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=8937989367018291463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8937989367018291463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8937989367018291463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-blog-hopping.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1942205458092027290</id><published>2009-07-06T14:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:21:41.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't sleep the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I did to kill time.. Watching stupid videos below XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1oV_MzzNSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1oV_MzzNSk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. kept laughing even though I watched it three times already. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I KNOW its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;damn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lame. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its the combination of caffine and flou medicine that don't work. It makes me laugh like a retarded person and now I got a headache. Though the headache wasn't from the laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get really really bored later, (I mean besides doing homework or study or the summary notebook for geog e.)&lt;br /&gt;I'll...&lt;br /&gt;1. Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;2. Try out Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;3. Play Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;4. Make Death Cert for my blog :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Go see doc and look really really pathetic. Then I'll&lt;br /&gt;6. Get an MC :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh I just expanded one thing to 5 and 6. Im bored D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1942205458092027290?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1942205458092027290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1942205458092027290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1942205458092027290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1942205458092027290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-didnt-sleep-whole-night.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3535721799434111989</id><published>2009-07-06T06:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T06:50:46.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now H1N1 is around, you won't want to get flu... unless you like people chasing you away and grounding you at home for 7 whole days =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T take Lempsip Max Cold &amp;amp; Flu Capsules. Because I'm living proof that &lt;em&gt;it doesn't frigging work. =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 12 hours. I took the medicine twice, 2 pills each time. &lt;strong&gt;And I still have flu. T-T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used like, half a box of tissues already.&lt;br /&gt;That's ~100 pieces of tissue kay D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGH.!!! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep the whole night. woots. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll learn how to cover up eyebags with concealer from a gay guy on YouTube. XD&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not insulting him. There're many good male make-up artists but this guy whose video I watched was really really gay[in the modern sense of the word] )&lt;br /&gt;(I didn't even talk about the video of the guy I saw putting purple eyeshadow for himself yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oops.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH. I'm frigging bored. Waiting... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is rising now :D yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3535721799434111989?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3535721799434111989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3535721799434111989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3535721799434111989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3535721799434111989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-h1n1-is-around-you-wont-want-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8801774606321019583</id><published>2009-06-18T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:11:30.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall attempt to revive my facebook account now. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-8801774606321019583?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/8801774606321019583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=8801774606321019583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8801774606321019583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8801774606321019583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-shall-attempt-to-revive-my-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7255446052012404425</id><published>2009-06-18T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:51:53.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm so effing bored D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7255446052012404425?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1327270012056623960</id><published>2009-06-08T01:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:15:30.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'If you were a moth' is my uber funny, terribly-missed primary school friend, Chua XIN NING :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'feesh :b' is none other than me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;i know what you like..&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;duno why&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;HAMSTERS!&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhhahaha&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;o.o?&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;like forever can&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;and i hate them&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;oei!&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;i hate animals&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;D:!&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;gasp.&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;except for reptiles&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;how could you&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah why cannot&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll convert you to a animal-lover now&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;hamsters makes me cry la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;you animal-lover meh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;erm. sort of&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;ok wait,answer this question:&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DO YOU EAT MEAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;ouuuh i think you do&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;i saw you eat lemon chicken rice ok!&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-!&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;and we ate together&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;lol?!&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you are so NOT animal-lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;then cannot like animals mehh?&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;no link can!&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;whats the point of loving them when youre still gonna eat them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;eiiiiiiyyyyyyyyyerrrrrrr yuyi eats hamster &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;yuck&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;O_O"&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you love your mum right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but you dont eat your mum XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wait i dont eat her!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i eat the food she cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i do bite my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;your poor sis...&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;sayang...&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she lick me can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i bite her la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;eww!&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you dip yourself in choc or sth? why she lick you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feesh :b says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;If you were a moth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;because im like super sweet can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was just 15min ago? :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SiwCrdJm-bI/AAAAAAAACdQ/ggE07B8pINA/s1600-h/seaweed+chicken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344649803364497842" style="WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SiwCrdJm-bI/AAAAAAAACdQ/ggE07B8pINA/s320/seaweed+chicken.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats her &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;beloved&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; seaweed chicken XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1327270012056623960?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1327270012056623960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1327270012056623960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1327270012056623960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1327270012056623960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-were-moth-is-my-uber-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SiwCrdJm-bI/AAAAAAAACdQ/ggE07B8pINA/s72-c/seaweed+chicken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1778568096764148577</id><published>2009-05-26T02:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:46:38.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I can't sleep. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Britain's Got Talent now. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually quite nice to watch. Funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Sue Son, a very talented violinist, has potential. :D She did ditch her best friend to continue on the show though :X :X :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan Boyle is incredible but still, she should comb her hair. gosh. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's also a pretty cool street dance group called Diversity. I think their ages are from 13 to 20 sth. Cool clique. o_o Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird&lt;/strong&gt; people actually made it to the BGT Semi-Finals. (ahem 'Darth Jackson' ahem) I think its on purpose. O.o Like, they were deliberately allowed to go for the semi-finals then they are going to get their feelings cheated coz its really obvious they are C.M.I and get eliminated. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't follow the latest American Idol but after watching one video of Adam Lambert's duet with the band KISS, I was O_O ...eww. Like, too exaggerated. But American Idol is over already so I'm just lagging hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just remembered I haven't done chinese mock paper yet =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a cockroach outside my room, in the living room. ew ew ew. I spammed insecticide at it and actually apologized to my brother's hamsters beside where I sprayed the smelly can. I think the hamsters hate me for polluting the air around their cage now D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Shrm3LnJStI/AAAAAAAACdI/pdVW-h6IKN0/s1600-h/CIMG0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834143885314770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Shrm3LnJStI/AAAAAAAACdI/pdVW-h6IKN0/s320/CIMG0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you imagine something so cute hating you?&lt;/em&gt; &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1778568096764148577?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1778568096764148577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1778568096764148577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1778568096764148577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1778568096764148577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Shrm3LnJStI/AAAAAAAACdI/pdVW-h6IKN0/s72-c/CIMG0296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-229704947687003554</id><published>2009-05-25T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:00:52.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Shq98bDpYVI/AAAAAAAACdA/2CE-kVA8BxM/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339789153953997138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Shq98bDpYVI/AAAAAAAACdA/2CE-kVA8BxM/s320/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Shq9wwhJ9dI/AAAAAAAACc4/YDsjQACDSGA/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's a very faint rainbow...but a rainbow all the same(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chinese O Levels&lt;/span&gt; (gasp) are on next Monday. I only hope that I can actually finish all the papers &gt;&lt;" zzzzz! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWO. I'm going to &lt;em&gt;shave&lt;/em&gt; a certain someone's head. Really I will..when I graduate from TK. &gt;:) Hint: everyone in TK agrees his hair is ugly. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE. There was &lt;strong&gt;Sec4 Inter-class Netball competition&lt;/strong&gt; today. There was some unfairness and disappointment. But on a more positive note, 'who cares?' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. My computer is finally fixed. Woots :D&lt;br /&gt;But I'm actually not used to using a computer all of a sudden o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR. Quote of the day: &lt;em&gt;"I am going to embarress myself."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the irony. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE. Korean guys should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; attempt singing Mariah Carey songs, e.g, 'Touch My Body'. Hahahah. Esther (koh) should know what I mean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHI TING ;D &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Arsal and S.T's primary school friends for organizing the surprise birthday party last friday. Fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN. Anyone willing to trade a new, unused thermometer for a workable school calculator? Random thought. ._________.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT. My brother (15) is a nerd. A health nerd and/or fanatic. It's both admirable and freakish at the same time. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NINE. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is an appeal for people to send me songs on msn :D :D :D I can give you a cookie!! :D :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEN. I'm still bored D: Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-229704947687003554?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/229704947687003554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=229704947687003554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/229704947687003554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/229704947687003554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/05/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/Shq98bDpYVI/AAAAAAAACdA/2CE-kVA8BxM/s72-c/DSC01279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-7147689805349250651</id><published>2009-04-14T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:45:02.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is dead for so long that no one bothers to tag D:&lt;br /&gt;I want my alive and kicking comp back!!! D: My brother's one is so painstakingly slow. -.- I could go mug all the subjects for O lvls now and by the time Im done with big big eye bags, it will still be lagging. Awesome o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having tests almost every week D: rawr! Ytd was Chem and today there was Lit and Geog E. Its a wonder no one fainted yet ._. Oh ya. Im super uber happy with Chem paper ytd :D One of the few rarest of rare times I finished the stupid paper :D But all were senseless answers =X ahhh anyway I finished it! fullstop. &lt;strong&gt;No one shall burst my happy chem bubble &lt;/strong&gt;^^ lalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. bored now. Im high on watermeleon juice. I think there's caffine in it. HAHAHA random shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger bro was damn irritating. No. &lt;em&gt;Irritating &lt;/em&gt;is an &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;understatement!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; D: He keeps doing stupid childish stuff just to piss me off. Then my older bro was also pissed and hit him lightly then the shorter brother decided to follow wherever we go around the house just so he could fart in our presence. Ugh. D:&lt;br /&gt;And ytd the same short brother complained that my mum bought expired choc milk. The date read '30DEC09' -.- And my brother was like,&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thats last year what." &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On responding my WTH look, he said&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its 2010 now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still divided on whether I should be incredibly pissed at him or incredibly amazed at his ability to live in the future. seriously man. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored D:&lt;br /&gt;But Im so happy :D I found a nice website for all the guitar chords + variations on how to play.&lt;br /&gt;If only I had been a little bit twit.. the website is &lt;a href="http://www.chordie.com/"&gt;www.chordie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded name-.- haha but happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no tests tomorrow :D save for english which you can't study for :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-7147689805349250651?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/7147689805349250651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=7147689805349250651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7147689805349250651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/7147689805349250651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-blog-is-dead-for-so-long-that-no.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5941736041059079579</id><published>2009-04-07T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:25:31.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im bored! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not getting baptised after all :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having a mind block now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in need of someone to send me songs :D wahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of the past and it irritates me. Everyone is thinking about the future (hello? JC or poly?) but my mind is in the past. Awesome. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of accidental meetings. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im missing my dad already. He's overseas now :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im researching on International Friendship Day now. Apparently S'pore is in its own imagined calender because it decided to bring forwarded IFD to 15 April instead of 3 August o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a bit ashamed of this post. hahah. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Siyuan! Get well soon :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5941736041059079579?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5941736041059079579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5941736041059079579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5941736041059079579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5941736041059079579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored-d-im-not-getting-baptised.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3966840835687877871</id><published>2009-03-20T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:52:09.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To make up for the rotten deadness of this blog, I've just changed the skin! H ooray ._.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about changing it to myspace though.. Hmmm..We shall see eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own computer crashed and my &lt;s&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt; 'busy' dad didnt want to even try to see whats the prob. :l So I'm alternating between using my brothers' and dad's computers till &lt;s&gt;my dad stops playing maple&lt;/s&gt; further notice. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Til then my blog &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; continue to be dead.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone reads this anymore anyway. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec4 life is hectic and draining. D: March hols don't make one feel rested :l bleah.&lt;br /&gt;I strongly urge all sec1s and 2s to slack and play while they can! D: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..I want to go rollerblading. and I feel like playing guitar now.&lt;br /&gt;My bro says I should skate and play at the same time o.o"&lt;br /&gt;Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;I've been spelling 'weird' as 'wierd' for ages. lol o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;God didn't promise us a perfect, easy life but He promised to be there for us. I hope that's enough(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3966840835687877871?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3966840835687877871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3966840835687877871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3966840835687877871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3966840835687877871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-make-up-for-rotten-deadness-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5666786406879404527</id><published>2009-01-13T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:02:55.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And my dad just came in to scream at me about &lt;s&gt;a piece of paper&lt;/s&gt; my phone bill for Dec. &lt;s&gt;Friggin roaming service thingy-.-"&lt;/s&gt; Ugh. X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Hate. P___ts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I know other guides will agree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No points for guessing. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5666786406879404527?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5666786406879404527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5666786406879404527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5666786406879404527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5666786406879404527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-my-dad-just-came-in-to-scream-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8031261983759664074</id><published>2009-01-13T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:59:40.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I know my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I shouldn't even try to revive it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I should be spending my time elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I should be so not doing Holiday homework in the second week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone asks me one more friggin time, I'll tell them I got hit by a truck or am allergic to chickens. :D&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;my dad is the&lt;em&gt; sweetest&lt;/em&gt; guy ever &lt;3! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I miss him loads.&lt;br /&gt;And he was M.I.A from 28dec till yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And now he's leaving friggin tomorrow. again. T-T&lt;br /&gt;And I'll miss him alot alot again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is like a poem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BDAY WILMAR :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY SHANDY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"Ooh" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-8031261983759664074?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/8031261983759664074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=8031261983759664074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8031261983759664074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8031261983759664074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-i-know-my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2971829273266515752</id><published>2009-01-04T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:10:24.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The shopping in china sucks. Did i mention that already? &gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have the sweets for you guys anymore-.- bugger. long story. sorry T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school is surreal. :l&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really confirmed whether I like Miss Tan or not. yet. :X She's the new guide's teacher who's taking over Banana who hopped over to Dance club. gosh. To think I used to dislike Banana ._." Cm misses her like a fat kid misses choc. XD&lt;br /&gt;When siyuan told me Ms Razi is one of the new guides teachers, I thought she said Mrs Rizal. XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a small kid at the arcade some days ago, maybe about my younger brother's age. He had a pierced ear and was acting cool and everything. I keep thinking that he'll become like someone else I used to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is dead because my comp chose to abandon me at this awesome time. The beginning of the year when I need to rush homework and stuff-.-&lt;br /&gt;By right, I should type that since its the beginning of the year, Im going to start right bla bla. but right now, I think the world is __ed up enough for me to intervene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up after 24hours X no. of days left of '09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2971829273266515752?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2971829273266515752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2971829273266515752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2971829273266515752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2971829273266515752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2009/01/shopping-in-china-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3709370184252029984</id><published>2008-12-22T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:18:06.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EDITED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bought melamine-filled sweets for you guys ;D WAHAHA ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And tomorrow we'll be going shopping!! :D &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contary to popular belief, the shopping in China truly &lt;u&gt;sucks&lt;/u&gt;. Even though everything is made there. Sucks sucks sucks. And they give you the wrong sweets with disgusting flavours like &lt;em&gt;garlic&lt;/em&gt; sweet ( D:&lt; ! ) and you can't do a thing about it unless you fly back to demand a refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to XiaMen ytd to visit my "ancestral hometown".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At first&lt;/strong&gt; it was all quite cool because back then, during my great-great-grandfather's time, my family was stinking rich. o.o" to think now Im struggling with my weekly allowance. Feck. It was quite cool(: The village was something like in half-ruins.. imagine rural brick walls and really really sharp glass fragments to keep off robbers and perverts.. XD&lt;br /&gt;and the so-called 'family house' is quite ornated with nice details and stuff (which is very expensive to do in the past). &lt;s&gt;Pics from my dad another day^^&lt;/s&gt; I won't see my dad again till Jan 12. ughhh so no pics!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there're still people living in the village. and my very very distant relatives kept pestering us for donations of &lt;s&gt;few thousands. gosh. &gt;&lt;"&lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a thousand yuan per person&lt;/strong&gt; who visited. we had &lt;strong&gt;17 people&lt;/strong&gt; in our family who went. GOSH D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im typing all this now to convince my mum that im not 'wasting time chatting' and really improving my english and typing skills O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in BeiJing &lt;s&gt;now&lt;/s&gt;. (Back in SG :D) which my older bro says its the 'Land of Cups and Gold'&lt;br /&gt;pronounce BeiJing slowly :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now. bye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3709370184252029984?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3709370184252029984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3709370184252029984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3709370184252029984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3709370184252029984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-bought-melamine-filled-sweets-for.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1947488531935911794</id><published>2008-12-21T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:53:02.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will be MIA in China from 21-26 dec.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1947488531935911794?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1947488531935911794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1947488531935911794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1947488531935911794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1947488531935911794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-be-mia-in-china-from-21-26-dec.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-8197536926737193768</id><published>2008-12-07T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:13:00.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/STs-hYYtkMI/AAAAAAAACcs/qWd1eKW--qU/s1600-h/shimin+=o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276880131597373634" style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/STs-hYYtkMI/AAAAAAAACcs/qWd1eKW--qU/s320/shimin+%3Do.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;^ Omygosh. Im so frigging jealous D: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the video "Breathe" by Michelle Branch, she threw the guitar to the sea :o&lt;br /&gt;when she could have just given it to me!! D:&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-8197536926737193768?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/8197536926737193768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=8197536926737193768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8197536926737193768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/8197536926737193768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/12/omygosh.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/STs-hYYtkMI/AAAAAAAACcs/qWd1eKW--qU/s72-c/shimin+%3Do.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6579947732101608909</id><published>2008-12-05T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:39:30.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO CLARE CHENG ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll be seeing this XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: I love Michelle Branch. Her accent and all. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6579947732101608909?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6579947732101608909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6579947732101608909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6579947732101608909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6579947732101608909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-clare-cheng-d-i-know-youll-be.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6906564600504842538</id><published>2008-11-26T08:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:53:14.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall celebrate my several-weeks-long recluse from my computer with a downloading-spree :D&lt;br /&gt;And wth. The song ('I Remember' by Keyshia Cole) is only playing for 30 secs D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wtheck. My plans to wake my brother(14) up were ruined. His friend called him so I threw a pillow in his face and &lt;u&gt;that was it.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;No thrill!&lt;/strong&gt; ):&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad. Because I couldn't find anyone to accompany me to go rollerblading with guides from other schools at downtown east today, I told the guides I got grounded just so I don't have to go with them :X Met them at (hand motions " ") "International Guides Camp" last year and I only message about 10times per year to one of them. ._." So it will be soo awkward hanging out with almost complete strangers right? :x&lt;br /&gt;I think Im just trying to lessen my guilt.. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6906564600504842538?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6906564600504842538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6906564600504842538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6906564600504842538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6906564600504842538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-shall-celebrate-my-several-weeks-long.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2427715306900321109</id><published>2008-11-24T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:26:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed work attachment because Guides camp is on the first 3 days of the work attachment.&lt;br /&gt;And Banana won't even give me a chance then to persuade her. It was a flat down NO. D: And I can't go for the work attachment 'cause the zoo people didn't want half attendance or something like that. And And And..I just found out from St's blog that the work attachment only started on Wed and the camp ended on Wed T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short you poor eejits who didn't get it: &lt;u&gt;It was a totally wasted opportunity&lt;/u&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll rant about the camp later.&lt;br /&gt;Shite. Time flies. ):&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to confuse yourself with the itallics paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I said, time flies. but then again, even though its just 2 to 3 weeks since (blank), i feel like 2 months have passed. i just cannot close that curtain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Keyshia Cole is a talented but not-famous-enough singer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Replies to tags below (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidee} Ya. Very very vain. hahaha XD He wanted my old nail buffer XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent} Thanks for pointing out my typo =x and Im not vain! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luchi} Buffing nails.. is um..simply making the nail shinier and smoother. And, ahem, it's not vain (: And I've 2 brothers. yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin} o.o? That was very random. Hahaha. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2427715306900321109?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2427715306900321109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2427715306900321109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2427715306900321109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2427715306900321109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-missed-work-attachment-because-guides.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4239841473581420568</id><published>2008-11-10T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:53:09.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im buffing my younger bro's nails! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4239841473581420568?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4239841473581420568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4239841473581420568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4239841473581420568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4239841473581420568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-buffing-my-younger-bros-nails-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4784895641895787953</id><published>2008-11-05T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:02:47.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Driven by boredom, we took a vanity test(so-called).&lt;br /&gt;My brother(14) is only 18% vain (D:!) and Im 41% vain. O.O&lt;br /&gt;@*&amp;amp;^%$#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is upside-down/bananas/weird ._."&lt;br /&gt;Like how ytd st was zi-highing (louis and vincent don't know what zi-high means :o ) after 3 cups of coffee. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And how she tried to take picture of a phrase on the back of a book at least 20times (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Right now my younger brother(9) is crying about not being able to do some jumping quest on Maple and it&lt;em&gt;'s my dad to the rescue&lt;/em&gt;. But he(I mean my dad) just fell down(I mean his character) for the 3rd time while I was watching&lt;em&gt; his heroism displayed in how he tapped his fingers on the keyboard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I've been using ( )s alot ._."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4784895641895787953?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4784895641895787953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4784895641895787953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4784895641895787953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4784895641895787953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-brother14-is-only-18-vain-d-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4578216141444877062</id><published>2008-11-02T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:16:59.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great. My mum--at the very least she could do, after usurping the more experienced hairdresser for herself and leaving me with the Noob Shite one-- bought me 6 new hairclips-.-"&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side (illuminated by a single, faulty, flickering bulb=.=), I could clip up my (now what seems to be a masterpiece-hair cut-by-a-5year-old D:)fringe with the new hairclips (and look extremely toot)&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else to describe toot now. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really don't have to read the itallics part. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosh she was friggin brought the scissors so close to my eyes so i closed my eyes on reflex, as a precautionary measure and how was i to know she'll do such a horrendous thing to my hair. UGH. i could feel the cold metal of the entire length of scissors against my forehead and for one really mad moment i thought she'll cut my eyebrows too (!) and she cut my fringe &lt;/em&gt;one entire inch&lt;em&gt; shorter than what i indicated. ughhhh. plus she kept cutting it shorter and shorter so that my fringe will "slant to one side" but it doesnt freaking stay on ANY side at all. it now just stubbornly stays in the middle, one side longer than the other. goaash. im bringing a cap tmr. ARGH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 hours I still can't get over it. Humour me awhile. -.-&lt;br /&gt;My dad was super encouraging when I ranted to him about my hair cut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ohyea. &lt;strong&gt;happy bday michelle (3c'o8) :D&lt;br /&gt;and belated belated bdays to louis and vincent :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant use my own com for the past few days. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4578216141444877062?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4578216141444877062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4578216141444877062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4578216141444877062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4578216141444877062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/11/great.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-6027256662422135600</id><published>2008-10-23T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:22:34.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was super hilariously embarrassing =x&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I miss 3c classroom T-T ...and the convenience of the girl's toilet on the same floor &gt;&lt;" Please don't my pms/crankiness these few days.. :x Tired tired tired. of so many things. bleah :x Last day of school today....my (size 6) foot. &lt;u&gt;Truncated lessons start tmr.&lt;/u&gt; D: Gosh. Evil school board.&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have our annual year book, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lets deface the evillll school board! &gt;:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, there's Guides later at 3 -.-" We played limbo with skipping ropes the last time. lol XD&lt;br /&gt;Clare looks cute in year book^^ in the kuku way XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, WATCH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9geiPp9UFI0&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-6027256662422135600?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/6027256662422135600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=6027256662422135600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6027256662422135600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/6027256662422135600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-was-super-hilariously.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4634841754361108083</id><published>2008-10-21T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:54:15.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259587661596491090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SP3PHJp8fVI/AAAAAAAABtE/iwFndKlK2qw/s320/heartbreak_by_wrrau%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"This is the last straw that broke the camel's back."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha.. x.x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shout out to&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONG SIYUAN&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;CLARISSA CHENG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;love you two to bits kay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;truly thank god for having you two with me today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4634841754361108083?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4634841754361108083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4634841754361108083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4634841754361108083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4634841754361108083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/10/shout-out-to-ong-siyuan-and-clarissa.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SP3PHJp8fVI/AAAAAAAABtE/iwFndKlK2qw/s72-c/heartbreak_by_wrrau%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3794560192572805876</id><published>2008-10-16T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:52:26.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How could I forget?? D:&lt;br /&gt;21) &lt;strong&gt;3c&lt;/strong&gt;'o8 was the only class to have &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; failures for English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt; WOOTS :D&lt;br /&gt;22) And we had a MSG of &lt;em&gt;&lt;4&lt;/em&gt; :D double woots yo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)Umm..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what does MSG stand for? o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24) I stayed home today and probably don't have to type a letter 'cause Mrs.N is also absent from school XD haha&lt;br /&gt;25) My brothers and I made a banner for my dad to welcome him home from his overseas trip. Haha XD His flight was postponed for 4days later to today. =x 4days more without his mpale-rush. hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;26) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I feel like just not going to school for the rest of the year. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3794560192572805876?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3794560192572805876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3794560192572805876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3794560192572805876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3794560192572805876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-could-i-forget-d-21-3c-o8-was-only.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4559407156081027383</id><published>2008-10-15T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:33:16.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I didn't realise that I've passed at least a week &lt;u&gt;without&lt;/u&gt; using my com. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;em&gt; lately&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;1) Kenneth sucks. But its not lately. Its&lt;em&gt; always&lt;/em&gt;. (: but just that today more so. stupid drawing-.- grumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My brown phone spoiled. D: the screen totally cmi already. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Today I went to EastPoint to get it fixed with St and Esther. The sony ericson place was almost like a polyclinic ._." I made a totally wasted trip 'cause I couldn't find the stupid sony ericson stall the last time-.- And its friggin' big -.-" Today was the second time I went there. Complete waste of time zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The lady at the counter noted my phone.&lt;br /&gt;"Got scratchs on your phone."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I know =x "&lt;br /&gt;"And on your screen -.-"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I know"&lt;br /&gt;"And dents"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I know -.-"" Don't remind me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, wth D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didn't fail Lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D :D :D C.Koh said she was proud of me (._.") and I couldn't bear to tell her I did so much better this time ('cause she asked me how I did it =x ) because I read through the exact same essay notes she took the question from &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Apparently a sec2 friend got A1 by studying my Lit notes from last year XD cool,eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I got exact same marks as Rach for Chi o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I can say goodbye to my holiday allowance. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I'm like, &lt;em&gt;25c rich&lt;/em&gt; :D HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I've a sudden urge to slap someone. Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Contemplating slapping kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Bored. I read some very vague article some days ago about getting rid of boredom by being constantly curious ._. and the guy who told the journalist that learnt&lt;em&gt; 5 languages.&lt;/em&gt; Crazy imba faggot ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) HMMMM.. lets think. Why do chickens cross the road? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Maybe cause like, they're black...camouflage with the tar road.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Mrs K (Amaths) thought I was Shimin O.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)&lt;strong&gt; Both Shimin and I are&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;innocent :D&lt;/strong&gt; and Kenneth is a sabotager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Gosh I can't afford to be more curious and open-minded. My brains will fall out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Headache now &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) I just told my 14yr old bro not to eat dinner out. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Eat at home, pple! :D&lt;/span&gt; Its lesser in fat, MSG-free and most importantly, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;melamine-free :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tagore &lt;strong&gt;owned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Chess during the House Games thingy. Just so you know :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4559407156081027383?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4559407156081027383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4559407156081027383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4559407156081027383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4559407156081027383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-4313381101563700839</id><published>2008-10-02T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:54:08.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't find my usb cable ):&lt;br /&gt;But I found this ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252476782343289522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SOSLzgKO-rI/AAAAAAAABs0/d-V0Y7Bymaw/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;'awwww'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and move on to tagboard(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-4313381101563700839?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/4313381101563700839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=4313381101563700839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4313381101563700839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/4313381101563700839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-find-my-usb-cable-but-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SOSLzgKO-rI/AAAAAAAABs0/d-V0Y7Bymaw/s72-c/DSC00501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5179676896068665207</id><published>2008-09-27T16:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:48:11.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog has been quiet for too long. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs in playlist now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fences, Paramore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that inspired someone to create this blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;edited: that blogskin was so screwed up. aww D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; yay its fixed^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss listening to Paramore songs ): Hope their album comes out soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best of Me, Sum 41.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan2 reminded me of this song ytd. apparently he only heard it recently or sth. lag(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even If, Sam Concepcion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's filipino but I don't think he looks like one. The song is so cliche and cheesy but his voice is nice. Plus, he won some idol contest thing. And he's 16 o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5179676896068665207?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5179676896068665207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5179676896068665207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5179676896068665207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5179676896068665207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-blog-has-been-quiet-for-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-185774625980950521</id><published>2008-09-27T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:49:31.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random pics of the month(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfHojsTI/AAAAAAAABsU/xTMa9UCMXvI/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250588570697314610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfHojsTI/AAAAAAAABsU/xTMa9UCMXvI/s320/DSC00735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D inside joke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfWyfOGI/AAAAAAAABsc/h4lVKsr2Kq0/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250588574765496418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfWyfOGI/AAAAAAAABsc/h4lVKsr2Kq0/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its blur :x&lt;br /&gt;Its the Periodic Table which if you notice, the last atom has the atomic number 103. so its like a continuation:&lt;br /&gt;104- Am, &lt;strong&gt;Arsal&lt;/strong&gt;mium&lt;br /&gt;105- Hm, &lt;strong&gt;Hiro&lt;/strong&gt;mium&lt;br /&gt;106- 2Am, &lt;strong&gt;Alex&lt;/strong&gt;mium&lt;br /&gt;107- Haim, &lt;strong&gt;Hairi&lt;/strong&gt;mium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfnO74JI/AAAAAAAABss/TrgDxsIdkTw/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250588579179782290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfnO74JI/AAAAAAAABss/TrgDxsIdkTw/s320/DSC00762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3C Periodic Table :D&lt;br /&gt;We should draw a neater one :l haha&lt;br /&gt;And someone pointed out that there's one Group short :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfmED0EI/AAAAAAAABsk/depGxq85gM8/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture deleted. But will be replaced(: &lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll stand accused/With my hand on my heart/I'm just trying to say... I'm sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-185774625980950521?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/185774625980950521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=185774625980950521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/185774625980950521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/185774625980950521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-pics-of-month-d-inside-joke-d.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SN3WfHojsTI/AAAAAAAABsU/xTMa9UCMXvI/s72-c/DSC00735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5970406258565665763</id><published>2008-09-21T11:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:31:07.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FrostWire is the supposed better version of LimeWire.&lt;br /&gt;and when you start the FrostWire thing, this starting picture is&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;literally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wire and frozen water. Like, O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SNW-BUv0WOI/AAAAAAAABsM/0O456YUUcv8/s1600-h/frostwire.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248309870728599778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SNW-BUv0WOI/AAAAAAAABsM/0O456YUUcv8/s320/frostwire.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Pahchee's wife just asked me who am I on Msn. O.o to the max.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I forgot to wish Pahchee Happy Teachers' day. So maybe he's sending his wife to remind us/ freak us out and make us guilty. Or maybe he wants to know if vtan finally changed his hairdo yet XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to mug for eoys. This time Im really really sure that I'll study.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll piss off ____ and ____. YAY ;D&lt;br /&gt;yeah that sounds like fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I could mug and freak my dad out. Then he might pay me extra cash to persuade me to stop studying or sth. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I could bug Vincent and etc smart ass people so my marks will be inexorably higher :D yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling better already :D hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5970406258565665763?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5970406258565665763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5970406258565665763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5970406258565665763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5970406258565665763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/frostwire-is-supposed-better-version-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw1kQ7g6a-Y/SNW-BUv0WOI/AAAAAAAABsM/0O456YUUcv8/s72-c/frostwire.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-5313504320587234335</id><published>2008-09-20T22:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:32:50.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My face is red. My Face Is Red. My. Face. Is. Red. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im praying fervently (descriptive phrase! :D Poony will be proud(: ) for my face to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turn brown tmr T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ____ with St. Its really quite cool and Im tempted to go again =x&lt;br /&gt;..Argh. Its St's fault D: :X haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Chem extra lessons started at 8.30am today. In a cruel twist of reality and a purely accidental misunderstanding, its supposed to start at 8am-.-&lt;br /&gt;Rach called me around 8.20am when I decided that I'll be late for class(still thought it'll start at 8.30 :x). Then after that dramatic strike of realisation.... I took my own sweet time to go to school(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I DID chase the friggin' bus like a mad woman &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Mrs Tan announced to the class that I was blow drying my hair-.- gosh-.- And she later molested my phone. D:&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth's idea is soo pathetic-.- and he didn't have to go through Mrs Tan's nagging-.- ugh. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, St and I went to KFC today (:&lt; (inside joke) (Hint: the 'C' in KFCCCCCCC :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel really happy for Ebe and Alex (: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidee-- Hmmm.. yeah, small accomplishment for small pple :D hahaha XD jkjk :D haha,um congrats? :D We missed having bfast together today! D: Grr D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luchi-- Ohh cool, yeah. Can send me next time? haha :D I only want the songs from the caocao album and 89757 coz I lost those albums in my com ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie-- Yeah, I know :x haha. But Im lazy to change ;p haha&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-5313504320587234335?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/5313504320587234335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=5313504320587234335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5313504320587234335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/5313504320587234335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-face-is-red.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-2315695162967272283</id><published>2008-09-14T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:50:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just deleted a post. Super pissed. There's a hypocrite in my house. a friggin hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just&lt;em&gt; loathe&lt;/em&gt; hypocrites?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-2315695162967272283?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/2315695162967272283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=2315695162967272283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2315695162967272283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/2315695162967272283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-deleted-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1158583683812380380</id><published>2008-09-05T19:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:53:32.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to east coast with my mum and youngest brother yesterday morning. :D We skated/cycled (I skated and they cycled. Which is friggin unfair. And tiring &gt;&lt;") for almost the whole of east coast park back AND forth.(give or take a few metres) O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we baked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;brownies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;that's supposed to be round as in, sphere-like ('cause thats how it's made and how the book showed it-.-) but it turned out roundish but FLAT like, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; O.o&lt;br /&gt;Then we baked choc &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cookies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;that tasted like&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;brownies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;and the choc cookies were super super super &lt;u&gt;BLACK&lt;/u&gt;. &gt;&lt;" but not burned. just black ._.!&lt;br /&gt;I say this because cookies are not meant to be black. :l&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;emphasise &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that its not burned/overcooked/chao-dar &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;...and I think Im gaining back whatever calories I burned with that one supposed-to-be-round brownie I just ate &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go for 3c class outing today and it sounded like fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't go. (sorry Jael :x) Next time,yeah? :]&lt;br /&gt;Ohya. My mum insisted that I said I was going for 'class' today. She totally missed out the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; part. -.- pffft. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there's zone meeting and capt ball! :D haha :D&lt;br /&gt;Go 6.4! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1158583683812380380?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1158583683812380380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1158583683812380380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1158583683812380380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1158583683812380380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-to-east-coast-with-my-mum-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-1756917491632488266</id><published>2008-09-04T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:45:17.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A post was deleted by Kenneth's request-.-&lt;br /&gt;bugger :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to change this bs though &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just baked cookies with my mum and younger brother today :D&lt;br /&gt;I made brownies that look like cookies o.O Its seriously "bu brownie bu cookie". hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone please tell me a really good website to download songs :D (chinese ones too) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-1756917491632488266?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/1756917491632488266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=1756917491632488266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1756917491632488266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/1756917491632488266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/post-was-deleted-by-kenneths-request.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3974171103198421788</id><published>2008-09-02T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:33:41.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im uber pissed off now 'cause Im reminded that many many many entire albums I had downloaded track by track aeons ago are gone. T-T&lt;br /&gt;So for example 5minutes ago, I felt like listening to old jj songs, and I can't simply because the entire cao cao and 89757 albums are not in this com anymore. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw major hard disk crashes-.- ugh-.-&lt;br /&gt;I still want my old songs back. and yea I havent gotten over it yet-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: keeping you in my prayers(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3974171103198421788?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3974171103198421788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3974171103198421788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3974171103198421788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3974171103198421788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-uber-pissed-off-now-cause-im.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8320065661544211584.post-3570178684314985622</id><published>2008-08-25T04:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:52:10.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously need to change this blogskin. but its like, 4.55am now :x&lt;br /&gt;(typing vigorously --and nosily--just to piss my bro off.&lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt;) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done the Emaths heymaths quiz yet.&lt;br /&gt;And I only JUST realised I've screwed up for the Lit assignment and so... ugh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy for Ebe. I dunno why that's sth to be happy about but I am. hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;congrats :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;IM SO GOING TO TAKE BUS &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(to school) &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;TMR&lt;/s&gt; TODAY AND FRIGGIN' PISS MY MUM OFF ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;its like, there's this sense of unwillingness to talk to me. now i know i can neither ignore you nor talk to you. whats there left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8320065661544211584-3570178684314985622?l=onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/feeds/3570178684314985622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8320065661544211584&amp;postID=3570178684314985622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3570178684314985622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8320065661544211584/posts/default/3570178684314985622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceupon-arandomday.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-seriously-need-to-change-this.html' title=''/><author><name>yuyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01471046369916687331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
