<?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-14135291</id><updated>2011-11-13T02:38:25.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angelic dreamz.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115617718848866055</id><published>2006-08-21T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:22.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival.</title><content type='html'>Ahh, the entry below's so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;Ran out of ideas,&lt;br /&gt;Zilch inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;Lazyness...&lt;br /&gt;Confirm dead lah this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Readership also gone &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I bet you guys thought I was dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Malas&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;malas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm born with it.&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get angry, kay?&lt;br /&gt;Promise, I'll update more this week&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm having a week off school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entries aren't interesting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;They're getting &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lamer&lt;/span&gt; by the minute.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115617718848866055?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115617718848866055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115617718848866055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/08/revival.html' title='Revival.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115617515539498966</id><published>2006-08-21T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival: One whole month without blogging.</title><content type='html'>Hello bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;How'd you been?&lt;br /&gt;It's been a &lt;U&gt;longgg&lt;/u&gt; time&lt;br /&gt;Since I last left my footprints here&lt;br /&gt;ONE whole month, to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait. &lt;br /&gt;It's one month &lt;U&gt;plus&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Am I right? Am I right? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kisskiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;I know you do.&lt;br /&gt;Admit it! &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;END&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;OF&lt;/span&gt;STORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115617515539498966?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115617515539498966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115617515539498966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/08/survival-one-whole-month-without.html' title='Survival: One whole month without blogging.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115305419931204520</id><published>2006-07-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:22.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Your Personality Preferences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INTROVERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you may not be anti-social, you do need (and deserve) your private time and space to retreat from the world. Unlike extroverts, you need to develop a concept of the world or some aspect of it before experiencing it. Too much socializing may sap your energies. Your energies are derived from exploring the inner world of ideas, impressions and pure thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INTUITIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you do process information through your senses you add a twist to your processing by relying on intuition and serendipity. You look for undercurrents of meaning and abstractions in what you experience physically. You do not just see things just as they are, but as what they could be. While you may rely on common sense at times, you trust inspiration far more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JUDGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like decisions to be made as soon as possible. You are not comfortable with loose ends and like to see conflicts resolved as soon as possible. You have a preference for a well-structured, orderly lifestyle with few surprises. It may not be all that important who makes the decisions that gets things done as long things do get done. You take commitments very seriously. While you are not inflexible, you do like to stick to a plan once it is set into motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You evaluate data and reach conclusions by using your ability to apply logical, objective analysis to the information before you. Your thinking process values consistency and fairness over the affect your decisions will have on others. You compare courses of action logically and make your choices based upon what consequences you see them as having. If there is something wrong with a plan, you are the one to ferret it out. It is important to remember that this does not mean you are cold and unfeeling, but that your thinking process is analytical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Your Personality Type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Introvert/Intuitive/Thinking/Judging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an individualist and very independent by nature. You are very adept at devising systems and creating theories. Self-improvement is important to you, and you look inwardly for the energies to reach your goals. You are creative and an excellent problem solver that has the endurance to get those tough jobs done. You need your privacy and time for introspection. So much in the world interest you that you sometimes have a difficult time choosing what activity to pursue next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships you are very loyal and prefer a traditional structure. You tend to only demonstrate your affections to those who are very close to you. You enjoy one-on-one relationships that are very intimate. You sometimes like extroverts, because they can take the "heaviness" out of your personality. You love the intellectual arena and the exchange of ideas. You are very sensitive to rejection but hide your emotional vulnerabilities well. While very loving, you can get so absorbed in your own projects that you neglect those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Famous People of Your Type:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Aykroyd, Susan B. Anthony, Arthur Ashe, Augustus Caesar, Jane Austen, William F. Buckley, Jr., Raymond Burr, Chevy Chase, Phil Donahue, Hannibal, Veronica Hamel, Orel Leonard Hershiser, Peter Jennings, Ivan Lendl, C. S. Lewis, Joan Lunden, Edwin Moses, Martina Navratilova, Chester A. Arthur, Calvin Coolidge, Thomas Jefferson, John F. Kennedy, James K. Polk, Woodrow Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Occupations Suited to Your Type Include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archaeologist, architect, artist, astronomer, biologist, chemist, programmer, engineer, designer, historian, inventor, mathematician, musician, philosopher, photographer, doctor, psychologist, researcher, scientist, professor, and writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took &lt;a href="http://typequiz.com/" target=_blank&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; quiz on the net and the above is my result. I find this quiz rather interesting and accurate! Why don't you guys try it and tell me your results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115305419931204520?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115305419931204520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115305419931204520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/07/personality-quiz.html' title='Personality Quiz'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115237711799304999</id><published>2006-07-09T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:22.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight for Best Female: Super Trio episode (1997-1998?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img158.imageshack.us/img158/6350/super47wz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img158.imageshack.us/img158/6350/super47wz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture: &lt;a href="http://www.toomanysidesofme.blogspot.com/" target=_blank&gt;Rita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fight for Best Female: Super Trio episode (1997-1998?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guests: Jessica Hsuan, &lt;b&gt;Kenix Kwok&lt;/b&gt;, Marianne Chan, Fiona Yuen, Nnadia Chan, Fennie Yuen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW THIS EPISODE ON TV LAST WEEK! :0&lt;br /&gt;It's really surprising, actually.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would never been able to catch Kenix on Super Trio anymore&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the OLDDDD ones.&lt;br /&gt;Like years ago ones.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I call &lt;I&gt;classic&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;'Cos the games were really FUN.&lt;br /&gt;And the guests were SUPERB-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This episode's were specially meant for the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fa dans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes it even more interesting&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I TERRIBLY MISS THE PAST FA DANS!&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Marianne and Fennie left TVB&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing them so badly&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I used to like them too.&lt;br /&gt;Onscreen wise. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, as you can see in the left-hand corner of the picture above&lt;br /&gt;They had this musical chair game.&lt;br /&gt;Which was so funny till I laughed like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;The final three girls were Kenix, Marianne and Nnadia.&lt;br /&gt;Kenix had a chair all to herself&lt;br /&gt;While Marianne and Nnadia shared half-butt each of the other chair,&lt;br /&gt;both REALLY refusing to let go of the chair.&lt;br /&gt;You can see by their hand gestures&lt;br /&gt;both trying to grasp onto something for balance.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Eric asked them both a question each.&lt;br /&gt;(look at the 3rd picture on the first row) &lt;br /&gt;Marianne couldn't answer hers, so she was OUT.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nnadia's turn was so funny...&lt;br /&gt;Eric went: "ChungChung, you're so lucky! You earned the BIG PUNISHMENT!"&lt;br /&gt;His eyes were glimmering with joy man. SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nnadia gasped, and went into the "chamber of torture"&lt;br /&gt;Which was apparently a cage with 2 balloons slowly being pumped&lt;br /&gt;Till they BURST.&lt;br /&gt;Just look at everyone...&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd picture on the first row and the 1st, 2nd and 3rd pictures on the second row.&lt;br /&gt;LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;OH, and Kenix won the musical chair game in the end. &lt;br /&gt;Last one standing mahh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the pingpong game was hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;(Look at the pictures on the bottom-ess row)&lt;br /&gt;Jessica was so spontaneous. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;She was like the best pingpong-er there. &lt;br /&gt;But in the end, Kenix, Marianne and Nnadia (they were all in the same group) won.&lt;br /&gt;11-10.&lt;br /&gt;How lucky, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA that's all I could remember.&lt;br /&gt;I had it recorded on tape&lt;br /&gt;so I could watch it AGAIN AND AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wheeeeee&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH, and...&lt;br /&gt;glad to say that Kenix was the big winner of the night.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115237711799304999?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115237711799304999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115237711799304999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/07/fight-for-best-female-super-trio.html' title='Fight for Best Female: Super Trio episode (1997-1998?)'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115237135594253927</id><published>2006-07-08T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:22.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogskin change.</title><content type='html'>(: I found a new skin.&lt;br /&gt;And I simply love it.&lt;br /&gt;Red's hot and I love red.&lt;br /&gt;Well, sort of &lt;I&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being able to use this computer again is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;and I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of SPM&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving this wonderful feeling up.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, well. For these few months, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Till Nov ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't been blogging for a while.&lt;br /&gt;and I wondered what I have been doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;deep thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yes. &lt;br /&gt;Before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY SIXTEEN NOW.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wheeeeee &lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to these bunch of people:&lt;br /&gt;Sue Ann &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;june 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;june 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meor &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;june 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;july 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;july 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samartha &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;july 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;july 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those whom I forgot to write. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ooops :0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, belated.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canteen Day was rather great, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Our class &lt;i&gt;untung&lt;/i&gt; like, 1000+&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Which is isn't so badd lah.&lt;br /&gt;The game stall did quite well, I must say&lt;br /&gt;With the 5C gang &lt;I&gt;syiok sendiri-ing&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And those bunch of people who came &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;syiok sendiri-ing&lt;/span&gt; for about an HOUR. &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an eye infection on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Which was so bad at first&lt;br /&gt;'Cos the whole white of my left eye&lt;br /&gt;Got real bloody RED.&lt;br /&gt;And I was tearing like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;eeeekkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT it's somewhat cured now.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to say that I've finally had a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to cut my hair for agesss&lt;br /&gt;BUT don't have time to.&lt;br /&gt;So now my hair's short.&lt;br /&gt;Which is good 'cos THE WEATHER SO GODFREAKING HOT&lt;br /&gt;HOT &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; HOT HOT &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; HOT HOT.&lt;br /&gt;Been &lt;u&gt;beg&lt;/u&gt;ging my parents to install air-cond in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HEY&lt;/span&gt; I'm not so lucky as you guys lah.&lt;br /&gt;All I got is only two old fans.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT AIR COND IN MY ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;Desperately, for I'm literally MELTING &lt;br /&gt;From the heat.&lt;br /&gt;How to survive until Sept lah, I ask you...&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't helped feeling uneasy that trials are nearing.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we students in this generation have too many entertaining stuffs &lt;br /&gt;That made us not being able to concentrate well on our studies.&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder people in the past can score so well that they became famous and invented lots of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Because during their time they have no entertainment source!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;U&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; to start &lt;I&gt;insaf&lt;/i&gt;-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;insaf&lt;/i&gt;-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;insaf&lt;/i&gt;-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;insaf&lt;/i&gt;-ing.&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;Trials' in a month's time.&lt;br /&gt;and I haven't touch my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;blows dust off the covers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically everyone had started &lt;I&gt;insaf&lt;/i&gt;-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Which is sooooooo scary...&lt;br /&gt;I might just DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crapping.&lt;br /&gt;and I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;zZZz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's all those f&lt;U&gt;cu&lt;/u&gt;king craps about Kenix having an affair with Hacken?&lt;br /&gt;If it's true, she wouldn't have to marry Frankie in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;She could as well dump Frankie and Hacken can dump Emily&lt;br /&gt;And they could get together&lt;br /&gt;4 freaking years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh... &lt;br /&gt;Papparazzis &lt;B&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt; have a life.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're targetting those happily married people&lt;br /&gt;After you can't get enough of those single people's life.&lt;br /&gt;Like the Ron and Ella episode.&lt;br /&gt;Or the Myolie and Bosco one.&lt;br /&gt;And start harassing ChiLam and Anita.&lt;br /&gt;Or Kenix and Frankie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;smacks head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115237135594253927?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115237135594253927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115237135594253927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/07/blogskin-change.html' title='Blogskin change.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115124708428867580</id><published>2006-06-26T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:22.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuffs #11</title><content type='html'>Kimmie got me into this, go find her!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA kidding :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three schools I went to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CEC kindergarden&lt;br /&gt;-SK USJ 2&lt;br /&gt;-SMK Seafield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three things in my handbag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wallet&lt;br /&gt;-phone&lt;br /&gt;-mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three things I do when I am stressed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sleep&lt;br /&gt;-slack&lt;br /&gt;-snack&lt;br /&gt;(The 3 "s")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three places I go on a daily basic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;-the toilet (to get smexyness - sexy smell)&lt;br /&gt;-my living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three favorite fruits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lychee!&lt;br /&gt;-apple&lt;br /&gt;-kiwi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three names I go by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jesslynn &lt;br /&gt;-jesslynn :]&lt;br /&gt;-chinyin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three of my favorite food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-three? can't it be 103957130597131938503857?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Three things I am wearing right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-reebok black tee&lt;br /&gt;-black shorts&lt;br /&gt;-a nice brown rubberband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is in the house with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my brother&lt;br /&gt;-my mum&lt;br /&gt;-my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who am I thinking of right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MIN WOO (from Summer Scent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who did I last talk to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-someone who got the wrong number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who was the last person I uttered love to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kimmie. I told her min woo is my new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who do I wish I am with right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-min woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who gets on my nerves most in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pn loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where is my phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-no idea. but i'll find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where do I sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-next to you. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where is the place I took a ride to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-errr, i took rides to school on weekdays!&lt;br /&gt;(does that count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What was the last thing I ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lychee! =9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What colour shirt am I wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is the closest item to me that is blue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my school uniform (y'know, the pinafore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do I like most about school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is my favorite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pink! or maybe, white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do I wear most often, jeans or shorts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they're both on par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What was the last movie I watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i not stupid 2 (at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When did I start school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when i went to CEC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When did I last go to the mall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yesterday. 1U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When did I last burn something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i have no idea. but i burnt paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh. this post is so slack-ish.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115124708428867580?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115124708428867580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115124708428867580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-stuffs-11.html' title='Random stuffs #11'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115122605760988427</id><published>2006-06-25T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 going on to 16. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>It's the &lt;B&gt;25th&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;I&gt;Anyone&lt;/i&gt; noticed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAD-BEAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I'm just really tired&lt;br /&gt;I put on Chinese songs.&lt;br /&gt;Since those were the ONLY songs I listen to.&lt;br /&gt;Naww, I listen to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; English and Korean songs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I love the tunes though I have no freaking clue&lt;br /&gt;What they're whining beautifully about.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I sing along&lt;br /&gt;But I sing all the wrong syllables.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm probably changing the entire meaning of the song&lt;br /&gt;If you ever hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one of my guilty pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been thinking. Do you know what I can't stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My GREATEST pet peeves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People trying to counsel me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People trying to communicate with me in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People speaking to me (in English) really, really slowly, like I don't understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People who put loads of killer perfume, especially when you're confined to a tiny elevator with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People who lie to me, cuz seriously, if you can't tell the truth, say nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. People who ask me, "Do you want to talk to me about your problems?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. People who can't forget the past and just move on with their pathetic lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Little flying insects which buzz around, only to get smashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When people blast lousy music (rock/jrock) really loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. People who kill the trees, to "give their (dead) ancestors money".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Brainwashed teenyboppers who listen to Twins, 5566, Cookies, 183 Club, and 7 Flowers, and claim they know what's called QUALITY MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Little wannabe girls who scratch themselves with stupid things like staple bullets and paper clips, later cry and claim they "self-multilate", and confirm they're emo. (And they think emo means emotional.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Little boys who are really just ah-bengs, who ask for your number, then later claim they're punk/metal/something "scene", to get a response from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Little boys who think they're so tough, try to pick up a fight, then later cowardly drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. People pretending to hate me, when in fact, they don't know me at all, then call me a bitch, when they think they're so damn perfect themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. People signing in and out of MSN so many times, cuz the little box that pops-up annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When my guitar strings go outta tune, cuz they're really loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. People who go, "Oh I love that band. They 'rox'!", when I'm definitely sure they haven't got a clue about what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When people don't say thank you after you helped them do something, like open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Conservativity. (No freedom in actions/speech/stuff you do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Happiness, cuz it's just a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Promises broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah there's more. (Whoa!!) But yeah. &lt;br /&gt;These are all that I could think of right this moment. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they're really funny, some of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115122605760988427?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115122605760988427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115122605760988427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/15-going-on-to-16-3.html' title='15 going on to 16. &lt;3'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115123104248885875</id><published>2006-06-24T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocent kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Teacher: This is J. S. Bach (pronounced J. S. &lt;U&gt;Barg&lt;/u&gt;), a very famous composer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little kid: But he's not a &lt;U&gt;BUG&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are kids so ADORABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;font size="+1"&gt;INNOCENT?&lt;/font&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115123104248885875?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115123104248885875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115123104248885875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/innocent-kids.html' title='Innocent kids.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115064260737155106</id><published>2006-06-18T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;MY NAME ANALYSIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Yin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name of &lt;i&gt;Yin&lt;/i&gt; gives you a very &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happy-go-lucky&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;spontaneous&lt;/span&gt; nature. You &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;see the humorous side of many situations&lt;/span&gt; and can laugh at yourself as well as at others. This name gives you a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;musical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;artistic&lt;/span&gt; nature and you would do well in any occupation in the entertainment field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have many friends because of your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;generous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; nature, but if crossed you have a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;quick temper&lt;/span&gt;, although your annoyance does not last too long.  You do enjoy an argument and will at times say things just to get others going and then you sit back and enjoy the debate.  You &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lack system and order&lt;/span&gt; and find it very difficult to budget and save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Chin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chin&lt;/span&gt; creates a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;very sensitive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;inspirational&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;idealistic&lt;/span&gt; nature. You have an &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;appreciation for all the fine and beautiful things&lt;/span&gt; in life, and could &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;excel in music, art, drama, or literary&lt;/span&gt; undertakings, where you could find an expression for your deeper feelings that you would not find otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of your love of the out-of-doors, you would experience the most peace and harmony out in the quiet of nature. Your sensitive nature causes you to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lack self-confidence&lt;/span&gt;, and to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;withdraw from arguments or turmoil&lt;/span&gt;, as any discord reflects quickly through your nervous system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Wong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wong&lt;/span&gt; creates a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;restless&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;creative&lt;/span&gt; nature that takes you into many ventures, but does not allow you to see things through to a satisfactory completion. Yours is a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;versatile&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;musical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;artistic&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; nature and you must have the freedom to express your creative ideas and abilities to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;urge for independence&lt;/span&gt; causes dissatisfaction and frustration in close relationships and you find the "ties that bind" restricting. The qualities of this name would find a more constructive outlet in work that involves high-pressure selling or promotional activities, possibly in community affairs, for it contains a positive, driving power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Jesslynn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The influence of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jesslynn&lt;/span&gt; makes you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;self-assertive&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;. You can be &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;creative&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;inventive&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ingenious&lt;/span&gt; in practical matters, such as handicrafts. When you have the opportunity to pursue your own goals and interests free from interference, you can feel &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;very agreeable&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;express a buoyant optimism&lt;/span&gt;.On the other hand, you can be &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;impulsive and forceful when opposed&lt;/span&gt;, and act without due forethought and discretion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence you have many bitter experiences and generally rather unsettled conditions in your life, with little progress and financial accumulation. You &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cannot tolerate any domination by others&lt;/span&gt;, or circumstances that restrict your freedom and independence.  You are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;inclined to make changes abruptly in your life&lt;/span&gt; as an escape from such conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.kabalarians.com/" target=_blank&gt;Kabalarians.com&lt;/a&gt;, maybe you can get some insight into the world of mine from just my names. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115064260737155106?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115064260737155106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115064260737155106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-name-analysis.html' title='My name analysis'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-115056373653606942</id><published>2006-06-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last piano lesson.</title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;My piano exam was a &lt;U&gt;DISASTER&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;It was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;How could I fumble with my notes?&lt;br /&gt;And why was I so darn &lt;I&gt;blur&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On that very day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*gulps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;FAIL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gulps again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention that &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna quit piano lessons &lt;br /&gt;Right after my exam?&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;I &lt;U&gt;QUITTED&lt;/u&gt; IT TODAY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Yay!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my very last lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm gonna miss my teacher so much.&lt;br /&gt;After all, she's been teaching me for like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;5 years&lt;/b&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;29.06.2001&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the date &lt;br /&gt;She first taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;On my birthday! *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;I had piano lessons on my BIRTHDAY!?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me the date&lt;br /&gt;And asked me whether&lt;br /&gt;I ever knew how long&lt;br /&gt;Had I been learning under her &lt;br /&gt;And OBVIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;I don't even care about it&lt;br /&gt;What more REMEMBER it&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;She made me feel so &lt;U&gt;ignorant&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my Saturdays are FREE&lt;br /&gt;From now on.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;I'm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;EDIT :&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone like...&lt;br /&gt;Recommend me some &lt;br /&gt;Nice piano pieces&lt;br /&gt;For me to play?&lt;br /&gt;All I could ever think about&lt;br /&gt;To play now&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;B&gt;Grease Lightning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting boring-er &lt;br /&gt;As I keep repeating it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;Recommend me a song.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimental or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED a song.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-115056373653606942?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115056373653606942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/115056373653606942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-last-piano-lesson.html' title='My last piano lesson.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114995789770472058</id><published>2006-06-10T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janice's jazz song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt; Let me serenade your soul&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling down and low&lt;br /&gt;Let the music come alive&lt;br /&gt;Let tenderness arrive&lt;br /&gt;Let me serenade your soul&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling down and low, boy&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so high&lt;br /&gt;Together, we can fly &lt;font size="+1"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Janice Vidal - Chocolate Ice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just happened to heard this song on the radio&lt;br /&gt;While I was about to take my bath just now.&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;B&gt;POOF!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My obsession over &lt;i&gt;Janice&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And &lt;U&gt;jazz&lt;/u&gt; music sprung alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, as you might have guess it&lt;br /&gt;I heard this song during this jazz music programme&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;B&gt;MyFM&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I simply adore MyFM.&lt;br /&gt;They always have the best-&lt;I&gt;est&lt;/i&gt; DJs&lt;br /&gt;And also the programmes.&lt;br /&gt;They're more &lt;U&gt;HK&lt;/u&gt;-inclined than I ever thought.&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's &lt;B&gt;COOL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savefile.com/files/8043477" target=_blank&gt;&lt;B&gt;Chocolate Ice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isn't a bad song.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am amazed &lt;br /&gt;At how Janice's voice sounded so GOOD &lt;br /&gt;Singing jazz.&lt;br /&gt;And the melodious piano background music...&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could play notes like that.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of those dull and mundane classical music&lt;br /&gt;That my teacher &lt;I&gt;forced&lt;/i&gt; me to play.&lt;br /&gt;Because apparently,&lt;br /&gt;She said that I'm good at those finger works/movements.&lt;br /&gt;GAHH.&lt;br /&gt;What rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna quit piano lessons after my practical exam&lt;br /&gt;Which is on this very coming &lt;B&gt;WED&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. DAMN. DARN.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;For I &lt;B&gt;DON'T&lt;/b&gt; wanna fail.&lt;br /&gt;Because if I do,&lt;br /&gt;My mom will single-handedly&lt;br /&gt;CHOP. SLAUGHTER. COOK. SKIN. &lt;U&gt;WHATSOEVER&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me, alive.&lt;br /&gt;After giving me a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;HUMONGOUS&lt;/b&gt; lecture&lt;br /&gt;For forsakenly throwing her money away.&lt;br /&gt;Wasting them or &lt;u&gt;whatsoever&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm gonna make it a point&lt;br /&gt;To learn how to play &lt;B&gt;jazz&lt;/b&gt; music&lt;br /&gt;On the piano&lt;br /&gt;After SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and not to forget&lt;br /&gt;To learn how to DRIVE&lt;br /&gt;And to ice-skate&lt;br /&gt;And to DYE, REBOND, CURL or &lt;U&gt;whatsoever&lt;/u&gt; my hair&lt;br /&gt;And to refurnish my room&lt;br /&gt;Or BLA. BLA. BLA.&lt;br /&gt;FOR HEAVEN's SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;u&gt;WHATSOEVER&lt;/u&gt;-ING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114995789770472058?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114995789770472058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114995789770472058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/janices-jazz-song.html' title='Janice&apos;s jazz song.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114941080273001526</id><published>2006-06-04T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazingly me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;B&gt;It's Amazing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long I can sit in the PC chair for hours and hours &lt;br /&gt;And the time just flieeeeeessss.&lt;br /&gt;After a while...&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't make sense to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's just numbers.&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERS on the lower right hand corner of my screen.&lt;br /&gt;1... &lt;br /&gt;2... &lt;br /&gt;2:30... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is up... &lt;br /&gt;Then HEY!&lt;br /&gt;It's 6:40... &lt;br /&gt;And the sun goes down... &lt;br /&gt;then 8... &lt;br /&gt;9... &lt;br /&gt;11... &lt;br /&gt;1am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLA BLA BLA.&lt;br /&gt;Heck.&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't slept enough&lt;br /&gt;When I go to the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;And I swear I saw my big Pikachu plushie twitched his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEKKK! &lt;br /&gt;0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Stefanie Sun - Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the world deceive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do I make believe?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my heel and made&lt;br /&gt;Achilles out of me, still&lt;br /&gt;So I won't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'd answer to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who &lt;B&gt;sees like a child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives like a saint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feels like an angel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Never mind the broken wings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speak like a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Cry like the rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine like the star&lt;br /&gt;As long as the &lt;B&gt;fire&lt;/b&gt; remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;The lyrics to this song are pretty meaningful, ain't it?&lt;/i&gt; (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114941080273001526?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114941080273001526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114941080273001526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/amazingly-me.html' title='Amazingly me.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114940950754698103</id><published>2006-06-03T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless self-promotion.</title><content type='html'>Ahem, please excuse me because...&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to go blabbering about &lt;br /&gt;Another of my &lt;B&gt;shameless self-promotion&lt;/b&gt; topic.&lt;br /&gt;If you're just NOT interested to know,&lt;br /&gt;You may just skip reading the whole entry below. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to announce that&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a new music rotation site.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;BUT...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't know how long will it last&lt;br /&gt;before it goes DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;Like what exactly had happened &lt;br /&gt;To my previous music rotation site.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I'm too evil to be a webmistress.&lt;br /&gt;For everything I handle will eventually go dead. dead. DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my &lt;B&gt;laziness&lt;/b&gt; to actually update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I talk too much crap sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Till I even forgot to tell you guys the URL to it.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, I should just shut my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://ear-candies.blogspot.com" target=_blank&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;I would greatly appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;If you could just visit that site of mine or something. &lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you kindness, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't bother to download anything from there. &lt;br /&gt;*Hugs you sweety* &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114940950754698103?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114940950754698103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114940950754698103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/06/shameless-self-promotion.html' title='Shameless self-promotion.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114941291964384317</id><published>2006-05-30T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:21.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor's College LIOD Programme</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Hey, guess what?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;B&gt;college&lt;/b&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;For real. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I attended the &lt;B&gt;Taylor's College Life in One Day Programme&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And my course?&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;B&gt;CAL&lt;/b&gt; (Cambridge A Levels).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, woke up DAMN early.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my dad and his rantings &lt;br /&gt;About the "BAD" traffic in SS15.&lt;br /&gt;And I ended arriving there rather early.&lt;br /&gt;Because there isn't any "bad" traffic like he predicted the day before.&lt;br /&gt;SWT. &lt;br /&gt;What a waste of my sleeping time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was indeed surprise when I saw SO many Seafield-ians at Taylor's.&lt;br /&gt;Regina, Jenny, LiShin, SuanShih, Agnes and so-and-so...&lt;br /&gt;We were seated at this Lecture Theatre 3 at first.&lt;br /&gt;And got ourselves a goodies bag each.&lt;br /&gt;Then the briefing starts and we're all seperated and assigned to different classes.&lt;br /&gt;I got myself in PM2...&lt;br /&gt;which is a BioMed class, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, Regina had the same class as mine!&lt;br /&gt;At least I don't go bored with no close friend to talk to. &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after waiting, waiting and waiting...&lt;br /&gt;Our mentor (buddy) finally arrived at the LT3 to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had since then GONE.&lt;br /&gt;We're the only ones left at the LT3.&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOO! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, she (our buddy) brought us to our designated class. &lt;br /&gt;(Which is JUST beside Jenny and SuanShih's class)&lt;br /&gt;And I got seated next to &lt;B&gt;LiYenn&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She's really great.&lt;br /&gt;We talked to her about the A Levels and stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;And she ended up showing us her daily timetable.&lt;br /&gt;Plus those DARN THICK Bio textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;And those Thinking Skills exam papers.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;So much for scaring us off already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;B&gt;FIRST&lt;/b&gt; thing that we noticed when we went into the class.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was busily finishing up their Bio homework. &lt;br /&gt;Uh. I'm not kidding. EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;The WHOLE class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Keng&lt;/i&gt; man, their class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Semua tak buat homework punya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, the Bio lecturer didn't turn up.&lt;br /&gt;Waste of effort. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second tutorial was Maths.&lt;br /&gt;They're all learning algebra or something (I can't remember)&lt;br /&gt;And we ended up staring at them, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Then this Indian math lecturer was HILLARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;There was this boy (ex-SriKL student) seated in front&lt;br /&gt;And he was chatting with the lecturer&lt;br /&gt;About something to do with his ex-school and YOUTHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Youths are USELESS."&lt;br /&gt;"No-&lt;I&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;. We are UNIQUE, sir. Adults just don't understand what we do in life. We're different."&lt;br /&gt;"That's why youths are UNIQUELY USELESS. See? Still USELESS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Chem tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;They were all up till Alkenes and Alkanes.&lt;br /&gt;With all those Hydrogenation and Oxidation and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;But theirs were FAR MORE detailed.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what the hell was polar molecules and non-polar molecules.&lt;br /&gt;And those Van De Waals force thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Headache man. HEADACHE.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I'm grateful that we need not learn anything so DETAILED like that, YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;Tutorials are so bloody &lt;B&gt;BORING&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We dare not bother those people who are learning,&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up entertaining ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;And literally &lt;B&gt;FROZED TO DEATH&lt;/b&gt; in the air-conditioned room.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had to bring my sweater along, but I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the weather isn't very encouraging either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, so cold lah."&lt;br /&gt;*rubs arms*&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I hate the air-cond. Could somebody like, turn it off?"&lt;br /&gt;"Are all these people in the class IMMUNE to cold air?"&lt;br /&gt;*looked at each other*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Super-immuned. Aiyahhh... cannot &lt;I&gt;tahan&lt;/i&gt; already-&lt;I&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;*rubs arms again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... guess what? &lt;br /&gt;LiYenn and her gang handed us some of their sweaters!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. They're so KIND.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I absolutely adore those people.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs them sweetly* &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had lunch break for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;And after that, we had the &lt;B&gt;Library and Web visit&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The library was awesome, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;At least so much better than my school's library-&lt;I&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We had some briefing on the facilities offered...&lt;br /&gt;and how to access the student's portal.&lt;br /&gt;And stuffs like that-&lt;I&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BLA. BLA. BLA.&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember anything after that.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was like staring at the computer in front of me&lt;br /&gt;(We're at the Web Lab)&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hack into the desktop.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have like, 20 spare minutes...&lt;br /&gt;They eventually let us to surf the Net &lt;br /&gt;Using some &lt;I&gt;ciplak&lt;/i&gt; username and password.&lt;br /&gt;And VOILA!&lt;br /&gt;We're in.&lt;br /&gt;At first, someone tried to surf some blog sites or something...&lt;br /&gt;but got BANNED.&lt;br /&gt;Then the ICT personnel or someone ICT-related explained that &lt;br /&gt;Some blogs exhibited &lt;B&gt;vulgarities&lt;/b&gt; or stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;That's why it got BANNED when people try to access to blogs&lt;br /&gt;At the Web Lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it at first.&lt;br /&gt;So I went on and try accessing mine.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, mine loaded BEAUTIFULLY on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;COOL.&lt;br /&gt;My blog's &lt;B&gt;VULGAR-FREE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How neat is that?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, we proceeded to the Physics Lab 4.&lt;br /&gt;A physics lecturer was awaiting us there and we did an easy experiment&lt;br /&gt;to guess what's inside the "Black Box"&lt;br /&gt;With the guide of the Ohm's Law.&lt;br /&gt;V=IR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, got back into the LT3 for the debriefing session.&lt;br /&gt;And at 3pm (plus PLUS), we are all set to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;BACK HOME&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And catch up on our lost beauty &lt;B&gt;SLEEP&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114941291964384317?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114941291964384317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114941291964384317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/05/taylors-college-liod-programme.html' title='Taylor&apos;s College LIOD Programme'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114880707454013808</id><published>2006-05-27T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the holidays!</title><content type='html'>Hooray, the semester break has finally arrive!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have two weeks off from school.&lt;br /&gt;Which also equals to two weeks of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that isn't right, ain it?&lt;br /&gt;Because I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number one.&lt;/b&gt; EXTRA piano lessons.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number two.&lt;/b&gt; Taylor's CLIOD.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number three.&lt;/b&gt; To get a new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number four.&lt;/b&gt; To read novels that I've missed out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number five.&lt;/b&gt; To make myself busy.&lt;/strike&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number six.&lt;/b&gt; To watch movies which I've also missed out on.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number seven.&lt;/b&gt; To mug, mug and do nothing but mugging early for trials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number eight.&lt;/b&gt; To SLEEP MORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever told you people that we have this Interschool Choir Competition last Thursday?&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;We did SMK Seafield proud.&lt;br /&gt;For like, ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;Who says our choir sucks?&lt;br /&gt;The jury loves us!&lt;br /&gt;Because we went home with the &lt;B&gt;Anugerah Khas Juri&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(Or loosely translated as the Jury's Special Award) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Malays just can't speak their own mother tougue properly.&lt;br /&gt;They announced that particular award's name as Anugerah &lt;B&gt;KASTURI&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Or so, that was what I heard.&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't be wrong, since everyone heard the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;And we're all wondering, what the HECK is Anugerah Kasturi...&lt;br /&gt;Until we saw the trophy that came with our certificates.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, darn MC.&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak malay if you don't know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our costume STILL sucks.&lt;br /&gt;We're the only team that looks so KIDDISH.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else's looked so TALL and matured with their costume.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always get the WORST-looking costume on earth?&lt;br /&gt;USJ 4 got theirs like those of Tom Abang Saufi's creation.&lt;br /&gt;Sri Aman got something like those worn by Spanish/Mexican dancers.&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty pretty pretty!&lt;br /&gt;Catholic somehow got theirs like those of the Seafield school band.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And Seksyen 24 (2) wore only school uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="B3A88A"&gt;&lt;I&gt;Laugh some more, laugh some more. You're so wicked-lah, chinyin. Look at yourown costume-lah, so Grease-ish. So 70s-ish. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Catholic choir emerged as CHAMPION.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Bandar Utama, and then Sri Aman.&lt;br /&gt;Catholics broke Sri Aman's record this year.&lt;br /&gt;And they're like, SCREAMING LIKE IT WERE THEIR LAST!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Sri Aman had won the competition NINE (freaking) years in a row.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;IF Seafield had won it, we'll SCREAM LIKE NEVER BEFORE TOO! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consolation prize is better than nothing, right?&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how it's like, 'cause the competition was tough tough TOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;But, hey! &lt;br /&gt;At least we had actually IMPROVED.&lt;br /&gt;From nothing to something.&lt;br /&gt;And it's only our second time trying our luck in this competition.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a second-timer, huh? (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Day Celebration was on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I went to school for the sake of the full-attendance certificate only.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really there to show my 'appreciation' to my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the teachers even KNOW me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm never close with them. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with some STUPID BORING GODFORSAKEN speech by some Datuk I Don't Know His Name.&lt;br /&gt;Then the cutting cake ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;And then the teachers singing out the LAME OLD NEVER CHANGING "Kami Guru Malaysia" song.&lt;br /&gt;It's so routined, why don't they ever change it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the teachers had a photoshoot session for the school magazine.&lt;br /&gt;And because YiJien forgotten to write Ann's name to the attendance list,&lt;br /&gt;Ann dragged me along to find our class teacher, who was lining up with the other teachers for the photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;Those teachers are SO hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were these tables lined up where the teachers had to stand on so that they can take this really big picture to fit in all of the morning and afternoon session teachers.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, Pn Robita was in it and she was in her line when Ann asked her for the attendance list.&lt;br /&gt;So, I couldn't help but OVERHEARD their conversation, which happens to go &lt;I&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are they using tables? Can't they use something better?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="B3A88A"&gt;"There's TWO tables (stacked up) some more! (gasp)"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha, I feel so tall! Come on-&lt;I&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;, stand on the tables! It's kinda stable... not that bad as you think it might be."&lt;br /&gt;(Some other teachers started to join her)&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="B3A88A"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Pn Latha:&lt;/b&gt; I'm AFRAID OF HEIGHTS! (Runs away from the rest of the teachers.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Of course NOT in front of them, but after Ann and I walked away from them.&lt;br /&gt;I could not remember who said the first 3 lines because I wasn't facing them.&lt;br /&gt;I only recognise Pn Latha's voice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our I-WANT-PIN-DROP-SILENCE (Moral Studies) teacher is afraid of heights!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I didn't know that!&lt;br /&gt;(Evil grin)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, am I blackmailing my teachers in here?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Next, everyone cramped inside the HOT and STUFFY hall.&lt;br /&gt;It started off with everyone cheering for the teachers when they went into the hall.&lt;br /&gt;I literally went DEAF.&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was this indian dance performance.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;B&gt;Pn Viani&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;En Rahim&lt;/b&gt; DUET-ed a malay song.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder it rained that very night.&lt;br /&gt;VERY HEAVILY indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Heeheehee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was I so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;WeiHan&lt;/b&gt; sang &lt;B&gt;Ron Ng's Don't Blame Her&lt;/b&gt; LIVE on stage!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, our very own WeiHan, the number one Hacken Lee addict!&lt;br /&gt;And WOOT~ &lt;br /&gt;The crowd were all like, cheering and waving our hands throughout the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love WeiHan, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know he was THAT brave to go up on stage and sing.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to him! &lt;br /&gt;Half of the crowd really enjoyed the performance.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, two thirds of the school's population is made up of Chinese students.&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't have known that &lt;I&gt;popular&lt;/i&gt; karaoke song? (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yvonne&lt;/b&gt; forced me to take a picture of him singing...&lt;br /&gt;and I did.&lt;br /&gt;It's a very blurry and small picture though, because I was standing at the very end of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;And my photography skills SUCKS. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/weihan02.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/weihan01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those pictures were taken using my camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;Bad quality.&lt;br /&gt;BAD BAD BAD quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; a new phone. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114880707454013808?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114880707454013808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114880707454013808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-holidays.html' title='It&apos;s the holidays!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114822243448543828</id><published>2006-05-21T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuffs #6</title><content type='html'>Quizzes are fun to do.&lt;br /&gt;With boredom, these can help. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test81.aspx" target=_blank&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;B&gt;The Real You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You don't really care about other people's feelings. You do things the way you want and usually think only about yourself. You are easy-going and love to have fun, but you can be irresponsible as well. You are not keen on serious discussions because they can make you remember that life isn't always about parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test79.aspx" target=_blank&gt;x&lt;/a&gt; &lt;B&gt;What type of personality do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet. Everybody likes to be around people with your personality. Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as confident. You look mature and people respect you. People with this kind of character are few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx" target=_blank&gt;x&lt;/a&gt; &lt;B&gt;Get to know yourself better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These quizzes are fun indeed.&lt;br /&gt;And I quite agree with some of them.&lt;br /&gt;Some are just rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114822243448543828?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114822243448543828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114822243448543828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-stuffs-6.html' title='Random Stuffs #6'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114805643892953663</id><published>2006-05-20T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye mid-years. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="+2"&gt;&lt;B&gt;BACK-O!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my hiatus. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam's over! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling so neutral about it.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mid year results are terrible, terrible, and terrible.&lt;br /&gt;OH my god.&lt;br /&gt;I'm failing my physics.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, chemistry is crap.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I spend day and night studying for it.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Nothing seems to go in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Facts, formulas, and whatsoevers are literally leaking out from a puncture in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Like water running from the pipe.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, this is so crappy. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;Note to self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to BUCK UP. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's FORCING me to finish accounts during the upcoming semester break.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention practicing my practical piano pieces and scales EVERY DAY AND NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my exam's on the &lt;B&gt;14th of June&lt;/b&gt;, which is apparently less than a month's time.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's suppose to be on the 8th of August.&lt;br /&gt;Applied for a change in the timetable so it won't clash with my trials (which I think, starts somewhere then).&lt;br /&gt;God knows when my trials is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, pleeassee let me (at least) &lt;B&gt;PASS&lt;/b&gt; my grade 8 practical.&lt;br /&gt;Sight-reading and aural sucks.&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember those stupid arpeggios' fingerings.&lt;br /&gt;Got stuck halfway through my scales.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know my dominant 7ths well.&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to PASS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely going to go real INSANE from all of these mugging.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm already like half-dead from studying only HALF of my revision books.&lt;br /&gt;Why not as well just be DEAD when the real big exams comes.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, I'm just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to be dead, &lt;U&gt;YET&lt;/u&gt;. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interschool Choir Competition's on this Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be held at the Sri Aman Girls' School.&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is, only 7 school's competing this year (in our district).&lt;br /&gt;And most of the competitors are like, ex-champions.&lt;br /&gt;Sri Aman, USJ 4, Damansara Jaya... you name it.&lt;br /&gt;They're just so good.&lt;br /&gt;But, we can do better. Hurhur...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we don't screw everything up on that day.&lt;br /&gt;So, good luck my dear friends. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;On a side note...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;B&gt;Daniel Powter's Bad Day&lt;/b&gt; piano score so badly. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to the piano accompaniment.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so... urm, addictive.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone here have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + + + + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8098/908/320/luiyihung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8098/908/320/luiyihung.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Ladies in Red (Girlfriends)&lt;/b&gt; is finally out! After all of the hype going on about the concert (Justin WAS in it but unfortunately, I didn't get watch it... BOOHOO!), I couldn't help it but to download those cd-ripped audio files from the album. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm halfway through downloading the whole album now. But so far, I enjoyed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;B&gt;Track 01. Miriam Yeung - Woman With A Past (La Femme Desperado theme&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Track 03. Charmaine Sheh - Lover on Golden Sand (Dance of Passion subtheme)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;B&gt;Track 04. Myolie Wu - Fortunately&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;B&gt;Track 06. Linda Chung - Swear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Track 10. Bernice Liu - Truth (Into Thin Air theme)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the girls were good! &lt;br /&gt;Whoever came up with the idea that Charmaine can't sing?&lt;br /&gt;I love her voice, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Linda isn't that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;And Bernice's kinda like trying too hard for her latest song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like Vivien's rendition of Don't Blame Him, which is obviously the female version for Ron Ng's Don't Blame Her. It sounded more like a karaoke song to me. &lt;I&gt;Oh, silly me. It &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; a karaoke song.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kary and Stephy's rendition of the &lt;B&gt;Love Bond&lt;/b&gt; subsong (originally sung by the LB main casts) is rather &lt;I&gt;plain&lt;/i&gt;. The lyrics are somewhat different, but still... I don't like it. Haha, maybe I'm biased, because I've never like Cookies. And Kary really can't sing well, period. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could consider getting a copy of it myself... Hehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114805643892953663?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114805643892953663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114805643892953663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/05/bye-bye-mid-years.html' title='Bye bye mid-years. :)'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114684101844141004</id><published>2006-05-05T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H I A T U S</title><content type='html'>I'm officially on a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;H I A T U S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating for like, a week or two... or maybe, more. Mid-year's &lt;I&gt;killing&lt;/i&gt; me. XP And it won't be over until the 19th. Aww man! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm ill. Ah-choo! Cough cough. And I'm having exams. Exams and illness so do &lt;U&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; mix. ALMOST fell asleep while mugging. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells. For the ____th time, I fell ill during an examination season. Ah-choo! Cough cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I really want to get an extreme makeover for my History textbook (i.e. Turning it pink. I might as well just highlight everything -_-")...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide my face while doing so. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;Thou shalt not slack.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not slack.&lt;br /&gt;For thou worships muggerism.&lt;font size="+1"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chloe &lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muggerism is the new communism. And, it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114684101844141004?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114684101844141004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114684101844141004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/05/h-i-t-u-s.html' title='H I A T U S'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114578711816807822</id><published>2006-04-23T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New email. ^ ^</title><content type='html'>Just a quick and short update for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a &lt;B&gt;new MSN e-mail address&lt;/b&gt;, which I love dearly! I think the name just rocks. (hahaha) I hated the name of my previous MSN e-mail address (it sounded so childish &gt;&lt;) and so, now I'm changing it. I'm really sorry for the inconvenience, but yeah... I've been thinking of changing it for quite some time. Now the new msn e-mail address is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;leafless.90 [at] hotmail [dot] com&lt;/span&gt;. Pretty nice huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE &lt;U&gt;re-add&lt;/u&gt; me using the new email into your contacts list, okay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;ON THE OTHER HAND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My e-mail is organized now! I'm using &lt;B&gt;GMAIL&lt;/b&gt;. About time huh? I don't usually use Gmail but since hotmail is getting crappier by the minute (it doesn't even safe drafted items AUTOMATICALLY) so I've decided... I need to change to something better. Since everyone seems to be using Gmail, I signed up using Jac's invitation and voila! I'm in. ^ ^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning on getting a Gmail account? Leave me your e-mail address on the taggie. I still have &lt;B&gt;PLENTY&lt;/b&gt; of invitation. You can only get your own gmail account by invitation. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114578711816807822?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114578711816807822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114578711816807822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-email.html' title='New email. ^ ^'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114518368355644678</id><published>2006-04-16T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you guess this riddle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Can you guess this riddle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this riddle in a forum... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I turn polar bears white&lt;br /&gt;and I will make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;I make guys have to pee&lt;br /&gt;and girls comb their hair.&lt;br /&gt;I make celebrities look stupid&lt;br /&gt;and normal people look like celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;I turn pancakes brown&lt;br /&gt;and make your champane bubble.&lt;br /&gt;If you sqeeze me, I'll pop.&lt;br /&gt;If you look at me, you'll pop.&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess the riddle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97% of Harvard graduates can not figure this riddle out, but 84% of kindergarten students were able to figure this out in 6 minutes or less. Can you guess the correct answer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114518368355644678?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114518368355644678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114518368355644678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/04/can-you-guess-this-riddle.html' title='Can you guess this riddle?'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114502820231842267</id><published>2006-04-15T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I often wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt; Hate myself for loving you so much&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I hate myself for falling back in love&lt;br /&gt;Never been good at words, I wanna say&lt;br /&gt;I sing my love for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll just let the music make sweet love to you &lt;font size="+1"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Justin Lo's &lt;B&gt;I Have Today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was so cold. So terribly &lt;i&gt;chilly&lt;/i&gt;. It rained, rained and rained all day. The weather forced me to dress in black from head to toe (I read somewhere that black colour traps heat easily =P). Brr... *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met someone named &lt;B&gt;Vaness&lt;/b&gt; today. I kinda love the name actually. Sounds so feminine. Haha, I love names with "ss" in it. Yeah, double letters. Cute, right? Just like how I named myself "Jesslynn". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;If I had a daughter some day, I'll name her &lt;B&gt;Vaness&lt;/b&gt; too. HAHA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I Often Wonder...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How people could face their friends even when they know they were betrayed by them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How people forget that their friends made fun of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How people could even be friends with their "FRIENDS" when they know once their "FRIENDS" talked shiet about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How people could believe in a person that betrayed them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How people could be happy with their "FRIENDS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How people betrayed their REAL friends and befriended their "FRIENDS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How people could run for their lives knowing they were betrayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How people could be &lt;U&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; happy, or &lt;I&gt;sad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How people done so many bad things in life but never regretted one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How people can't find their conscience &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How people can forget that IT never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How people NEVER realized that their true friends were the closest ones to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How people are nothing but LIARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How people look innocent when they're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How people like someone because of how they look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How people are so &lt;I&gt;annoying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How people are treated differently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How people are smart-asses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How people are really nice but they're just not noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How people are BI&lt;I&gt;a&lt;/i&gt;TCHES but are still loved &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How people doesn't know what their friend did to them and its BAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How people dosen't know when to shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How people don't know when to give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How people are so dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How people are knowing they are being betrayed by a friend but still doesn't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How people done so many good things but never get noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. How people done so many horrible things that no one knows but still get noticed by the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How people can get what they want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How people doens't know what TRUE friendship is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How people could ACTUALLY believe an innocent looking face but that innocent looking face isn't innocent at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114502820231842267?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114502820231842267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114502820231842267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-often-wonder.html' title='I often wonder...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114475108578510812</id><published>2006-04-11T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:20.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not happy. =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="+2"&gt;I'm &lt;B&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; happy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so tired from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And aggravated from my &lt;I&gt;shitty&lt;/i&gt; sleep&lt;br /&gt;And irritated at the stupid mozzies&lt;br /&gt;And annoyed at the dryness of my throat&lt;br /&gt;And sick &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;OF YOU&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And moody and pissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so much work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;I'm &lt;B&gt;ELATED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Re-opening of &lt;a href="http://addiction.rainy-daze.net/" target=_blank&gt;a d d i C T I O N&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Donation of &lt;I&gt;codes&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;B&gt;Yan&lt;/b&gt; for &lt;a href="http://janice.pure-star.net/" target=blank&gt;L o v e M e!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ It's a holiday&lt;br /&gt;+ New skin and background music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, &lt;U&gt;mood swings&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IGNORE&lt;/b&gt; me, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114475108578510812?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114475108578510812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114475108578510812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-happy.html' title='Not happy. =('/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114398760098384436</id><published>2006-04-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated April Fool's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=+2&gt;&lt;B&gt;I HATE ALL OF YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/ME/pissed.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/ME/argh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/ME/hug.gif"&gt; you all...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; like a big BIG family. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;&lt;B&gt;Happy Belated April Fool's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I totally forgot yesterday was April Fool's Day. Ahh yes, my brain is failing on me... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114398760098384436?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114398760098384436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114398760098384436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-belated-april-fools.html' title='Happy Belated April Fool&apos;s!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/ME/th_pissed.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114396239870536633</id><published>2006-03-28T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petrosains KLCC Trip 2oo6</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Please take note that I drafted this entry on the day of the trip itself, but I didn't manage to get it posted. It was only today (Sunday, that is) that I remember about it. Ahh, forgetful me... :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the Science and Mathematics Society organized a field trip to &lt;B&gt;Petrosains KLCC&lt;/b&gt;. I don't know how but someone suggested something about bringing in the whole class, 5C into the trip as well... so that's how I ended up tagging along with the whole bunch of people (almost 3/4 of the class hopped in) to Petrosains. LOL.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Beginning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there by bus. Good thing the air-cond is working so perfectly. I couldn't imagine myself being in a "suppose to be an air conditioned bus but the air cond busted out last minute" bus yet again. Remember the trip to the Choir Competition last year? It was a total disaster. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the ride was nice. Ann and I were eating junkfood all the way, listening to my mp3 player. The four Chinese girls beside me shared an iPod, with HuiWen singing along with the iPod. DeeDee hogged on her phone non-stop (from the compound of the school till we reached KLCC, no kidding!), speaking to her *ahem* &lt;I&gt;so-called&lt;/i&gt; boyfriend(s). LOL. Mel was listening to Jrock. WaiTseung brought a Scrabble Guidebook and read it in the bus! ( T___T Boy, don't you ever get a &lt;U&gt;break&lt;/u&gt;?) Hon Fu was practically bullying us (me and Ann), he kept on pulling the curtain to his window, leaving us with no curtain to shield us from the hot sunlight! &gt;__&gt; Ann pulled it back to our side, and he pulled it back to his. Then she pulled it back to our side again, and he pulled it back to his. It goes on until we got fed-up, AHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Arrival&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petrosains was at the 4th floor. So, we took the escalator up 4 times and each time we passed by some restaurants, Ann and Eve drooled, and I laughed at them all the way. LOL. Then we reached the 4th floor, and Eve spotted 2 freaking chio &lt;I&gt;ang mo kia&lt;/i&gt;s at the food court! It was then when Ann and Eve got all caught up with the "spotting an &lt;I&gt;ang mo kia&lt;/i&gt;" fever. Everytime they saw an &lt;I&gt;ang mo kia&lt;/i&gt;, they'll get all excited and shout out "&lt;i&gt;ang mo kia&lt;/i&gt;!" aloud and point to where the &lt;i&gt;ang mo kia&lt;/i&gt; is, and go on talking about how chio the fellow is or how tall or handsome he is. And ZhengJoo, who was walking beside them, sighed. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The queue to enter Petrosains was so freaking long. There were so many kiddies around (they were also having their own field trip there). Kindergarten and primary school children. No wonder I felt so... BIG, and TALL. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not until 15 (or possibly 20) minutes later before we could get into the &lt;B&gt;Dark Ride&lt;/b&gt;. So, the teachers let us out for a toilet break (or loitering break, I should say). Mel and I headed to the &lt;B&gt;Kinokuniya Bookstore&lt;/b&gt; (which was right opposite of Petrosains) and Ann and Eve lead themselves to the sushi shop (which was located a few shops away from Petrosains). In the end, Mel managed to get herself a manga and Eve and Ann got themselves some sushi. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Into the Science Wonderland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with the Dark Ride. DeeDee, ZhengJoo, Eve, Ann, Mel and I got into the 4th "Petroleum Droplet Vehicle". Eve, Ann and I got onto the front seats while the rest got onto the back ones (ZhengJoo insisted on sitting at the back because someone tricked her into believing that the ride is a scary one LOL). We screamed our lungs out for, well, the fun of it. Dang, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got down from the ride, our throats dried out. Thanks to all of the screaming we made, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had loads of fun playing a fool around. We bypassed a lot of stuff, like the helicopter stimulator ride (it was lame anyway, from what I recalled when I last sat in it a few years back) because we wanted to get out of Petrosains as early as possible to loiter around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there was this slide (it was really FAST) which Ann dragged me to have a ride on with her. We were required to wear a sack before we're allowed on the slide. So, we got ourselves a sack each and wore it and WHOOOOOOSH! We went down real fast into the slide. Boy, it was so &lt;B&gt;CHEE KEK&lt;/b&gt; (Not to mention the &lt;I&gt;paiseh&lt;/i&gt;-ness because there was a group of &lt;I&gt;tadika&lt;/i&gt; kids watching us going down the slide, ROFL)!  They must have been thinking...  "16 and 17 year olds still playing with slides?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Exit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel, Ann and I queued up for the Dark Ride again at 11.30am to get out of Petrosains. Eventually, it was a long wait and we only got out at noon. I suppose we're the first ones out, HAHA. Everyone's still stucked inside. *BEG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into some gift shop and Ann and I bought a gift each. We spent too much time choosing the gifts so by the time we paid for the stuffs, it's already 12.30 PM! Then we rushed around, hopping onto any escalator in sight and landed ourselves at &lt;B&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/b&gt;. We thought of buying ourselves some brownies BUT we ended up arguing with the STUPID BIATCHY cashier because she OVER-charged us. Oh, whatever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel and I got ourselves an &lt;b&gt;ice-blended mocha&lt;/b&gt; each from &lt;B&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/b&gt; and a set from McD. Ann and Eve got themselves some sushi (again) and McD. DeeDee got herself something from Coffee Bean too. Then we gather at the entrance of Petrosains with our fellow trip mates. Some of them were sitting on the floor to eat, LOL. So desperate to find a place to sit and eat, eh? XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Bye Bye Petrosains&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the trip had come to its end. We raced 4 floors down to board the bus back to school. Most of us were eating the food that we've bought in the bus and the same old routine sprung alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 chinese girls beside me were listening to the iPod again. WaiTseung's reading his Scrabble Guidebook again. Mel's listening to Jrock again. DeeDee called up her (so-called) boyfriend(s) again and yakked non-stop till we reached school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I couldn't believe it ended so FAST! NOOOOOOO~&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, it's back to school again. Lessons will be back as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio presentation on &lt;U&gt;Thurs&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BM Lisan on &lt;U&gt;Fri&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK, I want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Conclusion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my dear friends... what did you all learn after the trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hydrocarbon stinks like hell. And it's super greasy. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to KLCC on a &lt;B&gt;weekday&lt;/b&gt; morning. It's so EMPTY! &lt;br /&gt;3. Never buy American Brownies from the Secret Recipe, KLCC branch. They OVER-charge you for just a slice of it. Idiot cashier...&lt;br /&gt;4. I lost some weight, YAY! I'm back down to 41.95kg (LOL there's a weighing machine in Petrosains, how cute! And it display readings so accurately with decimal numbers AHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;5. The webcams at Petrosains SUCKS. Our attempt to camwhore FAILED miserably. All we got is some stupid pictures of our eyes looking at all directions. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Petrosains is boring. &lt;br /&gt;7. So utterly boring, it is.&lt;br /&gt;8. You're never too old to get onto a slide. :)&lt;br /&gt;9. Stand beside a primary school girl/boy. You'll feel tall, and old. AHAHA. What an illusion. &lt;br /&gt;10. You wish you could stay there longer... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114396239870536633?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114396239870536633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114396239870536633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/petrosains-klcc-trip-2oo6.html' title='Petrosains KLCC Trip 2oo6'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114336566832737360</id><published>2006-03-26T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg-gy surprise! ^__^</title><content type='html'>I've adopted an &lt;B&gt;egg&lt;/b&gt;! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pickle-green.com/egraphics/main.php?id=eggs" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/egraphics/75859.gif" border="0" alt="This egg hatches on 04/05/06! Adopt one today!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114336566832737360?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114336566832737360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114336566832737360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/egg-gy-surprise.html' title='Egg-gy surprise! ^__^'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114336478606745124</id><published>2006-03-26T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.moox.nl/blogworm/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.moox.nl/blogworm/virus.gif" alt="Blog.Worm" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I'm spreading worm. LOL XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114336478606745124?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114336478606745124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114336478606745124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/infected.html' title='Infected.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114330680097484721</id><published>2006-03-25T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; back, with a fresher look for this &lt;u&gt;dead&lt;/u&gt; site of mine. I'm bored of seeing the same old layout again and again. LOL. Also everyone's like, changing skin &lt;I&gt;everyday&lt;/i&gt;. So, I'm infected with the change-your-blogskin-disease right now. Muahaha. So I got myself a nice skin, with a lame title, but... whatever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you notice I've changed the background music? It's now playing &lt;B&gt;Janice Vidal's Big Brother&lt;/b&gt;, which is one of my favourite-&lt;I&gt;test&lt;/i&gt; song. :) (You've to wait for a while for it to load before you can listen to it though) Isn't the song lovely? Tell me you love it too! She has freaking mad vocals. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going off. I don't know what else to say. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114330680097484721?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114330680097484721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114330680097484721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-skin.html' title='New skin. :)'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114252147512468005</id><published>2006-03-16T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuffs #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Survey Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm a natural blonde&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I saw Titanic more than once&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm ashamed that I saw Titanic more than once&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I actually *like* Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can drive&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I have a lot of cavities in my teeth&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The last movie I saw was Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've cried in the last 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a girlfriend/boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've already picked out my future kid's names&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I correct people's grammar often&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I can't dance&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People often compliment me on my hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I get my layouts from crazy_layouts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm addicted to Blogger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] "Hey kid, move!" Might as well be my name&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I've been on a diet&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My cell phone rings 24/7&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I couldn't answer that question because I don't have a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more cyber friends than real friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch Golden Girls re-runs on Lifetime&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I can roll my tongue&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I've met a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a secret admirer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been a secret admirer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dislike chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm a cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've cursed in Church&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I've never been to Disney Land&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I voted for President Bush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have bangs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've bought clothes from Kathie Lee Gifford's clothing line&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I feel bad for Martha Stewart&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I liked this survey&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I'm subscribing to the site I got this survey from&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hated this stupid survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I'm extremely bored&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can taste the difference between Coke and Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than one piercing in my ears&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been arrested&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have 4 or more siblings&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had major surgery within the last year&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had sex for money any time since 1977&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've attempted to write a novel&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear contacts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been told I resemble a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It makes me uncomfortable when people cuss around me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a country accent&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch Discovery Health Channel&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I enjoy making "Your mom" jokes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own the movie Spice World&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I take a shower every day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would make out with someone of the same sex if dared to&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have made out with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It wasn't a dare&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I go to church on a regular basis&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've flipped off a stranger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've written someone a love poem&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I actually pass on those annoying chain e-mails&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to the Emergency Room&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've walked in on my parents making love&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I like to listen to other people's conversations&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;B&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;] I sing in the shower&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I was dropped on my head as a baby&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm homeschooled&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been called a slut&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a slut&lt;br /&gt;[ ] This survey was fun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ha, no, this survey sucked&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It was alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;These are randomness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Toilet paper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fold, Scrunch, or Wrap?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Scented or Inked?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;neither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever stolen a roll or box of toilet paper from a public toilet?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;heck, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been wrapped up in toilet paper?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever put your finger through the toilet paper in the process of wiping?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;eh, there's no six?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Does the "100% recycled paper" on toilet paper packets disturb you, or do you find it spiritual and environmentally friendly?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you, or would you buy toilet paper to match the rest of the toilet/bathroom? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever had to use a substitute for toilet paper?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did it block the toilet?: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Toast&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you use margarine or butter?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;whatever we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is toast a half-arsed breakfast snack?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Raisin toast?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cold toast?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you cook your toast?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in the toaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of people who eat cheese and pickles on toast?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cheese is okay, but pickles?! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is the best toast maker besides yourself?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the toaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What kind of bread do you prefer to make toast with?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Margarine with Nutella?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Boys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blatant masculine looking boys in make-up?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hahaha... no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Six packs and bulging muscles?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;six pack is nice.. nothing that bulges though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pete Burns?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;who's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oeyd?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Asian boys: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Clothes?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no clothes. haha jk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sexiest image of a boy that first comes to mind?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;LeeHom &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cars are always girls, what are boys?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Older men?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no more than 2 years older than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you were ever stupid enough to have children, what would you name a boy?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;stupid enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Desk&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is on your desk? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;desk stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Lameness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like these tests?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;when i'm bored, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. So why are you making one up and filling it out?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;coz i'm bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Does it disturb you that you're telling yourself to shut up on a survey you are currently creating and filling as you type shut up and this, and what is typing now, and so forth?: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;huh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114252147512468005?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114252147512468005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114252147512468005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-stuffs-2.html' title='Random Stuffs #2'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114234835732429937</id><published>2006-03-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuffs #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Chin Yin --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;[noun]:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An immortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114234835732429937?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114234835732429937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114234835732429937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-stuffs-1.html' title='Random stuffs #1'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114226660699476420</id><published>2006-03-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theory exam... it's OVER</title><content type='html'>I'm tired, so let me make this entry a short short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7pm today. So, you can imagine how sleepy I am right now. I know, I know it's the holidays. I don't even get it why do they have to have the theory exam today. We're having holidays, come on! I didn't even have a beauty sleep for like, a week already. I always wake up feeling so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my exam centre was at SMK USJ 8 this year, which is kinda good because for the past few years, they've been assigning me to primary schools. Primary schools' tables and chair are so freaking small, and low. And also, kiddish. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, SMK USJ 8 is a smart school. I see air-conds all around the classrooms, and then envy starts to build up inside of me. Why can't our school install air-conds in every classrooms so that we don't have to endure such unbearable heat EVERY SINGLE DAY? Hello? Malaysia is a tropical country, not a seasonal one. Hot sun all year kills man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok... where was I again? Oh yeah, so SMK USJ 8 compound is so darn freaking huge. It's kinda like the design of the school in SOY, if I'm not mistaken. Maybe I'm just dreaming, lol. Everything looks so nice and clean, and new. Which is so unlike our school. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when we arrive upon the school's lobby, (haha serious, this school has a lobby! So cool) we're suppose to check where we are assigned to and where are our seats. Guess what? I first  thought I was suppose to sit in front of the examiner because there's another girl with the same name as me! Yeah, I mistooken her name as my name but later I realise that she's a 7 grader so I'm not suppose to be seated there. Then I finally found my name... the last candidate. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, those people who set the seats of the candidates are so stupid. How come I'm always like, seated at the VERY front, right in front of the examiner or at the VERY back, being the LAST candidate? Well, this year, I'm the last candidate, so that means I'm sitting right at the back of the hall. Oh well, oh well... *groans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so cut the craps... bla bla bla... and OH! I saw &lt;B&gt;KaiChing&lt;/b&gt; (is that how you spell her name?) and &lt;B&gt;Desmond&lt;/b&gt;. And also, a Form 1 soprano girl from choir (I dunno her name though). Not to forget some 3rd formers or 4th formers from my school. Haha, what a coincidence. Didn't get to say hi to them though. They were seated so far away from me. How sad... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours in the exam hall was like... eternity. But it's now over, and I'm glad. Muahaha, my music teacher cannot bug me anymore for not doing my homeworks! Woohoo! Isn't it good? No more theory stuffs to do anymore, yay! I'm free, I'm free, I'm FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, I'm just over-excited. Sorry about that. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel like sleeping right now? Because I'm exactly in that mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z z z z z z&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114226660699476420?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114226660699476420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114226660699476420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/theory-exam-its-over.html' title='Theory exam... it&apos;s OVER'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114226215440596372</id><published>2006-03-13T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lonely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Jill Vidal - Lonely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;God help me, help me to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time you left me all alone?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sad and bad&lt;br /&gt;I was hiding in my zone&lt;br /&gt;All I could do was to wait for your date&lt;br /&gt;But it was running late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I wanted something sweet like candy&lt;br /&gt;So I grab some cranberry&lt;br /&gt;Put it in a blender&lt;br /&gt;Half a minute later &lt;br /&gt;I got myself one big sweet Cranberry Milkshake&lt;br /&gt;With my shake in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV like an old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog came along starts singing me his new song&lt;br /&gt;"Woof woof woof woof woof" &lt;br /&gt;WHAT?! &lt;br /&gt;You want a sip of my shake?&lt;br /&gt;NO! NO!&lt;br /&gt;Though I love you so&lt;br /&gt;But I can't give you everything you ask me to&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get what I really want also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有了你等於單身 愈近人愈高深&lt;br /&gt;似處太空裡沒法做人 你兩臂箍得很緊&lt;br /&gt;但像人造商品 你與我她也沒法分 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;I am so lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;I am so lonely, lonely in my life&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jeremy (my dog's name)&lt;br /&gt;Spinning like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Kept on barking and barking for sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;That's my shake!&lt;br /&gt;Don't you understand you make me sick?&lt;br /&gt;No, I should calm down&lt;br /&gt;Coz I know what goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;Why you have to make me so blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All by myself"&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm hearing now&lt;br /&gt;But you used to sing me something like&lt;br /&gt;"I can't live without you!"&lt;br /&gt;You lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I cry?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I get some nightlife?&lt;br /&gt;I should move to a beat&lt;br /&gt;So I won't feel so deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you come and have a sip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上你很孤單 就像呆站車站&lt;br /&gt;我怕我等到就要企爛 吻過你的孤單&lt;br /&gt;就像濃霧空泛 你去了想法便轉彎&lt;br /&gt;即使我已與你一起 苦過我不識你&lt;br /&gt;我有我擁有自己天與地 總可天天上機&lt;br /&gt;不必怕碰到你 再次去緊你是否很美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;God help me, help me to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely, lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;God help me, help me to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114226215440596372?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114226215440596372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114226215440596372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-lonely.html' title='I&apos;m lonely...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114200632703462032</id><published>2006-03-10T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can barely walk.</title><content type='html'>OMG. I can barely walk now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Cross Country Day.&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 5km around the whole USJ 2. That's how far we had to run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I ran, walked, ran, jogged, walk, ran, jogged, walk... oh, you can imagine. It goes on forever. I know, I know, I have very low stamina. Haha, but hey, at least I actually exercised. 40-something minutes. Not bad, not bad... considering the fact that I rarely move about outside. I think I fared better than the years before. What an achievement. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanks to all of those people who cheered me on (although I was lagging so far behind). HAHA. Was practically spotting and pointing out friends' houses and talking to Jay the whole time. So, yeah... it's so good to lag around. *BEG* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are aching &lt;U&gt;greatly&lt;/u&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, great. I lost my phone strap while running.&lt;br /&gt;I was carrying my phone while running... but somehow, the phone strap &lt;I&gt;dis-attached&lt;/i&gt; itself from the phone. I got no pocket to store my valuables so I carried it along while running lor. What to do, I somehow couldn't just leave it lying around at the counter... right? I'm utterly terrified of those &lt;I&gt;long-hands&lt;/i&gt; people. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I need a rest. Wasted too much energy. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;PS : Like what Ann said, I think I may need a body massage. Am so so desperate for one. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114200632703462032?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114200632703462032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114200632703462032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-can-barely-walk.html' title='I can barely walk.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114157103496173321</id><published>2006-03-05T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little short update...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I couldn't resist. Just a lil short update here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Latest Creations&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/rontavia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, look at them! RT are just so sweet! &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/soler.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, the picture of Soler in this banner was actually manipulated, haha. No, they are not gays. The actual picture is suppose to be like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/se09a021403_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/se09a021403_big.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha. *BEG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Soler&lt;/b&gt;'s so freaking HOT. Gosh, and that jawline of theirs. &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;33333333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, Justin's a &lt;U&gt;leftie&lt;/u&gt; TOO? Damn, why are lefties so &lt;I&gt;goddamn&lt;/i&gt; talented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;B&gt;HAPPY ONE-DAY-BELATED BIRTHDAY, LI JEN!&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114157103496173321?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114157103496173321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114157103496173321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-little-short-update.html' title='Just a little short update...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-114092730341626109</id><published>2006-02-26T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So dead. x_x</title><content type='html'>This &lt;I&gt;blog&lt;/i&gt; is so &lt;U&gt;dead&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, I've finally blogged. Are you guys glad? I'm sure you are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and I'm surprise! This blog gets pretty good traffic for not being updated at all. LOL I'm lazy, what more can I say? XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's been more than a week (or maybe, two... erm, idk, I can't count. I suck at maths) since I last wrote an entry. LOL of course, many many things can happen within two weeks, but I couldn't possibly type them all out, ya? You know me, I'm a lazy ass. Typing &lt;U&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; a chore to me, HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are just over. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ I'm 100% positive I'm gonna &lt;I&gt;flunk&lt;/i&gt; my BM, Sej, Chem and Bio papers.&lt;br /&gt;_ I yelled at my mom over my maths results. Gosh, she's even more &lt;I&gt;kiasu&lt;/i&gt; than me! Parents... *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops... I just realized that I haven't make &lt;B&gt;lipin&lt;/b&gt; the skin that I promised her the other day. My bad, lipin, my bad. Could you like, wait for a week or two? I need to finish up these projects below first... before I can proceed with your skin. Don't get angry, kay? _)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ BM and English oral presentation (this coming Thursday and Friday, respectively)&lt;br /&gt;_ Bio chart (9 March)&lt;br /&gt;_ Moral Kerja Amal and Tugasan Harian (1 March, which is... this WED?!? WTF?!! Where're my photos, jamie?)&lt;br /&gt;_ Maths powerpoint (6 March)&lt;br /&gt;_ Theory exam (13 March)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*groans* May I &lt;U&gt;shoot&lt;/u&gt; myself in the head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;SEVERAL FACTS YOU DON'T (or SHOULD) KNOW ABOUT ME...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ I have long, dry hair and will never cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;_ I am short and getting fat.&lt;br /&gt;_ I am super shy and quiet.  People think I'm mean, but honestly, I'm just very shy.  If you don't talk to me first, then I won't ever approach you.  I don't say hi to anyone unless I really, really know them.  I had some bad experiences with saying hi to people so I don't smile and say hi to peoples anymore unless i know for sure they will say hi or smile back.  So I'm not mean - just very very shy.&lt;br /&gt;_ I love to watch TV and movies.  I love just about any tv show on any channels.&lt;br /&gt;_ I listen to any music! American, Chinese, Korean, Japanese... I also confess that i like rap music nowadays.  I love listen to LMF's music, but I pretend I don't understand the lyrics. They're my guilty pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;_ I am a very girly girl.  I do not like profanity, drugs, alcohol, smoking, sexual music videos!!&lt;br /&gt;_ Grades and school are very important to me.&lt;br /&gt;_ I am super competetive. I love being &lt;I&gt;kiasu&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;_ My most loveable possession is my computer &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ I am a sucker for Justin.  Listening to his songs make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;_ I am also a sucker for Lee Hom. &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ I love myself more than anything in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;_ I stay up late at night just to be online.&lt;br /&gt;_ I hate responsiblities.&lt;br /&gt;_ I get jealous way too easily. It's my nature, I just can't help it. &lt;br /&gt;_ I think guys with strong jawlines are CUTE and HOT. &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ I laugh at almost everything. People think I'm weird, just because they do not find the things that I laughed at funny. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;_ Oh, and don't you dare stare at me. I &lt;U&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;_ I absolutely &lt;U&gt;HATE&lt;/u&gt; bugs/insects. I loathe them hella lot. I've killed ants, beetles, mosquitoes and even spiders before. And it's &lt;I&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; a bad thing to do, okay? I hate it when people stare at me when I killed a bug... it's as though they've never seen anyone do that or killed one before. Like it's the strangest and weirdest act on earth. Funny, do you people ever have a life? It's just a bug, come on. It's not like I'm killing cats, or dogs. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, no one knows who's that cute lil girl (in my previous entry)? That girl so cute, I swear. She's the daughter of the famous HK superstar, &lt;B&gt;Eason Chan&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Hilary Tsui&lt;/b&gt;. Her name's Constance Chan. ^___^ She looks more like her mother to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/easonhilary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/200/easonhilary.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/constancenic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/200/constancenic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, is Nicholas Tse her godfather? Idk, but he was always seen with her. It's  a sad thing she's still so young, because she doesn't know how &lt;B&gt;HOT&lt;/b&gt; he is. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT, but I simply 'heart' this avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/130/544688kk0019xj.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, a dancing Kenix! So cute! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and look, it has my chinese name imprinted on it, lmao. (The avatar is not mine, so &lt;U&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt; simply take and use it elsewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;PS - A new song is up. It's now playing &lt;B&gt;Wang Lee Hom's W.H.Y&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;33333&lt;/font&gt; Lee Hom makes the world go round. :)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;PPS - Alright, I'll update in 5689745623 days. Till then, bye!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-114092730341626109?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114092730341626109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/114092730341626109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-dead-xx.html' title='So dead. x_x'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113967647537199245</id><published>2006-02-12T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My "brown" hair...</title><content type='html'>Oh, my gosh... my hair went brown! And I'm not kidding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking around in &lt;B&gt;One U&lt;/b&gt; this afternoon and I passed by a mirror (well, it wasn't exactly a mirror, but still, I could see myself through it). I was feeling rather bored at that time, so I stared into it... and guess what? My hair looks so &lt;I&gt;brownish&lt;/i&gt;, as if I've just dyed my hair. &gt;&lt;" Since when did I dyed my hair? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people came to me and asked me... "Hey, ChinYin, you dyed your hair ah?" before, and of course, I denied by telling them, "NO, I didn't". I'm just so confused... do I look like I've dyed my hair? I know, I have a few strands of brownish-colour hair (Dee joked that I don't even need any highlights, I've already got them, LOL), because I camwhored my hair before and I saw them. You know what? I've those brownish strands of hair since I was five. My aunt said so. I guess it's all because of the swimming lessons I had in kindie. Too much of chlorine water is &lt;B&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; good for your hair, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img387.imageshack.us/img387/1600/constancechan4nq.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, guess who's this CUTE little girl... ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure, she's &lt;B&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; me. HAHA.&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'll tell you who she is... in my next update. So, keep on guessing. LOL! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;PS: OMG! ANN! You forgot to bring your baby photos for me to have a look at! How could you?&lt;/i&gt; &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113967647537199245?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113967647537199245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113967647537199245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-brown-hair.html' title='My &quot;brown&quot; hair...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113967326283552363</id><published>2006-02-11T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh...</title><content type='html'>I've been reading almost everyone's blog just now... and I'm left with a shameful feeling after doing so. I'm amazed at how good you people write. I'm serious! I was reading every single entries that you people posted, and when I looked back at my own entries... I felt that my writing skills are like, let's say, a small, rough rock... whereas your writing skills are like, the Pearl of the World. (sigh) You people are so gifted in writing, I have nothing much to say. HAHA. Creativity, amazing vocabulary, fanstatic grammar... you have everything that I could ever ask for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to &lt;U&gt;re-learn&lt;/u&gt; how to write again! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I feel like strangling you people right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*holds out a knife at your throat* Give me your talents! HAHA! And I mean it! *BEG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give me a break. Somebody, please, pass me a &lt;B&gt;KIT KAT&lt;/b&gt;! Oh yes, I'm desperate! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Assignments yet to be done&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. EST project (due on 15 Feb, and we haven't start a thing on it YET!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Moral &lt;br /&gt;   - Kerja Amal 4 and 6 (due on March, I think)&lt;br /&gt;   - Tugasan Harian 7 (due on March too...)&lt;br /&gt;3. Bio Chart (due on 9 March)&lt;br /&gt;4. English Oral presentation (I don't know when will that &lt;I&gt;I-got-the-most-cynical-smile-in-the-school-hahaha&lt;/i&gt; teacher pick us... but hopefully, I wish we could do it after the monthly exams... we're &lt;u&gt;seriously&lt;/u&gt; not prepared for it, considering the fact that I haven't read through the script yet... hopefully, we won't be the next "LUCKY" pair to be called out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;tian ah...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;B&gt;HELP!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113967326283552363?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113967326283552363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113967326283552363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/02/gosh.html' title='Gosh...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113894358580317671</id><published>2006-02-03T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New background music...</title><content type='html'>I'm back, with a new background music! It's now playing &lt;B&gt;Lee Hom&lt;/b&gt;'s &lt;I&gt;Heroes of the Earth&lt;/i&gt;, featuring Jin. Turn &lt;U&gt;ON&lt;/u&gt; your speakers out loud, kay? I simply 'HEART' Lee Hom's latest album, &lt;B&gt;Heroes of the Earth&lt;/b&gt;. He's so awfully talented, &lt;B&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; of course, my dear &lt;I&gt;Justin&lt;/i&gt; is wayyyy more talented than him, haha. I agree, he's the HOTTEST guy I've ever laid my eyes on, and his &lt;B&gt;HOTNESS + TALENT&lt;/b&gt; make him a near-perfect guy every girl could ever dream of. Plus, he's LEFT-HANDED, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;HE MAKES ME DROOL...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/1393/320/263145732_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/1393/320/263145732_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;333333333333333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113894358580317671?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113894358580317671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113894358580317671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-background-music.html' title='New background music...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113887199632224184</id><published>2006-02-02T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Lunar New Year!</title><content type='html'>Psst, &lt;I&gt;I &lt;U&gt;was&lt;/u&gt; online a few days ago but was too lazy to blog, haha&lt;/i&gt;. I &lt;B&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; feeling rather lazy to type these words out now, but just for the sake of not letting my friends down (ok, they're the ones &lt;U&gt;forcing&lt;/u&gt; me to blog... oops!) I shall blog today, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I would like to wish each and every one of you a Happy Chinese New Year (oops, the correct term should be Lunar New Year)!!! Did you enjoy your new year? I hope you do, because mine sucks. Sheesh, I &lt;I&gt;cried&lt;/i&gt; on the first day of the new year (please, &lt;B&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; ask me why). Oh, as for the money part? I only received 3 &lt;I&gt;lai see&lt;/i&gt;s so far. Very few, ain't it? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you should have guess, because whenever I started this shameless self-promotion topic, it means that I have created a new site, haha. I've finally decided to start my own &lt;U&gt;portfolio&lt;/u&gt;! Basically, it's a site where I (ahem) show off (I think the correct word should be "display") my designs or artworks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my portfolio &lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://blooming-petals.blogspot.com"&gt;H E R E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think I shouldn't be blogging any longer. It's raining rather heavily right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113887199632224184?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113887199632224184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113887199632224184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-lunar-new-year.html' title='Happy Lunar New Year!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113844203048914458</id><published>2006-01-28T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd entry of the day...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm here again for my second entry for the day. The previous entry was just for laughs, no harm intended, get it? Everyone needs a laugh once in a while! Of course you can't go on frowning and stressing yourself out all day, right? Just have a break (preferably, a KITKAT one &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt;) and R E L A X! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;One whole week of holidays spells BLISSFUL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! The Chinese New Year (or I shall say, Lunar New Year because some people think the term "Chinese New Year" offends those in the other ethnic races who are celebrating it as well) is just a few hours away! Tickity tock, tickity tock... does anyone here agree with me that time moves so slowly when we're anticipating something? And it moves so freaking fast when we're having fun! Gee, sometimes, I really think that time is just an illusion, a deceiving thing. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hmm.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm anticipating the money, that's all. Can't wait till it's tomorrow. I hope to receive LOTS and LOTS of &lt;i&gt;lai see&lt;/i&gt; (red packets, in canto)! Of course, with &lt;B&gt;money&lt;/b&gt; as its content, DUH! I don't want a &lt;U&gt;EMPTY&lt;/u&gt; one... (ahem, Ray, do watch out man, don't try me with your stupid jokes again &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; I won't fall for them this time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you may be wondering how on earth do I have the time to type this, when everyone's so busy packing up and travelling all the way back to their respective hometown... Psst, I'll be celebrating the LNY here, in the city this year! Yay! I just can't stand going through all of the hustle and bustle of travelling for hours, (8, to be exact) all the way up to the eastern coast of Peninsular Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hometown is so freaking farrrr, and I hate it. Everyone gets to sit in the car for like, 2-3 hours only and they get to reached to their destination very fast. It's a different case for me, because I need to be up very early in the morning just to get myself into the car and the travelling starts and then reached at my paternal grandparents house by the evening. Tell me, what can you do in a car for 8 whole hours? Sleeping? Yes. Talking? Yes. Listening to music? Yes. Looking out of the window? Yes. Eating? Yes. Drink? Yes. But seriously, in that crampy lil spaces you had in the car, would you enjoy doing all of those stuffs? Heck, NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is off-topic, but I had just realise that my form teacher's also a Kelantanese (my mom's one too). Shit, shall this means that I'm so gonna be in trouble? My mom extremely good in terms of conversing with the other Kelantese with, of course the Kelantanese dialect. I've overheard my mom's conversation she had with some salesgirl in a supermarket and they were like, talking so happily like they know each other when they don't. Oh no, I must behave... in case my teacher reports baddddd stuffs on me when they meet up for the Hari Terbuka (Open Day) thingy... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I love my form teacher, Pn Robita. At first, I think she's just another ordinary malay teacher, who will just come into the class and talk talk talk and then ask us to do some work, like what Pn Siti Rohana did to us. BUT, she proved me wrong.  She's just so cute, and I simply love her teaching style! She enjoys telling us stories, and like what DD said, she's a 'drama queen'. Haha, she always uses her hand gestures, facial expressions, and some sound effects when she told us her stories. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/love.gif"&gt; Interesting, ain't it? And like some other ordinary Malay teachers, she talks a lot (sometimes, going off-topic as well) and in the end, didn't give us any work to do! Maybe it's just the beginning of the year... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, where were we again? Oh yes, LNY. Will be having the &lt;I&gt;tuan yuan fan&lt;/i&gt; (reunion dinner) in an hour. Mmm, I expect it to be a delicious affair, since we're going to be having sharkfin's soup and roasted duck! Yay! I dunno what other stuff will my mom prepare for dinner, since she has only revealed those two dishes... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall be going off soon. Need to shower. I want to condition my hair, because it's been a long time since I last did it. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; Oh, before I go, here's a lil something for you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/cnycard.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I got this from 8tv's newsletter! I'm just to lazy to make one. THANK YOU 8TV, and sorry for using your card... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hee.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113844203048914458?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113844203048914458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113844203048914458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/2nd-entry-of-day.html' title='2nd entry of the day...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_tongue.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113843801230466890</id><published>2006-01-28T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha, perverts crack me up!</title><content type='html'>Woah, haven't been online for only 4 days and I've been missing out on so many juicy news? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/shocked.gif"&gt; Hey, that's a bit unfair, ain't it? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;KENIX'S AS PERVERTED AS I USED TO BE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a few promotional function for "A Pillow Case of Mystery" (APCOM, for short) and those jokes Kenix and Bobby made during the event cracked me up when I was reading the news archives just now! Hehe, I love Bobby, he always makes the craziest joke on earth. Ok, I'm exaggerating, but I do love his sense of humour! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/love.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the article stated that Bobby started some pervert jokes and made fun of the younger leads during the events. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; Looks like they had so much fun during the event, I just wanna watch it! Hmm, I'm wondering if there's anyone who DID record the whole event on a DGcam or a MP3 stick or whatsoever... it would be interesting if I could hear or watch it! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hee.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, here's the whole translated version of the article. I'm dying to share this piece of news with you all. It's so funny, and it makes me wonder how does the jokes sound like in Canto... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yesterday Bobby Au Yeung, Kenix Kwok, Tavia Yeung, and others attended the first promotional function for series 'A Pillow Case of Mystery'. Bobby has always been a joking person and during the games time, he continously told perverted jokes and Kenix was almost affected by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the function yesterday, Bobby continued to tell jokes, but this time it was perverted. When Kenix was playing the game of squishing the pillows, he said, "Just pretend he's Frankie Lam! Hold him tight!" When it was the bed game, Kenix counterattacks, "You're used to being on top!" When it was Tavia's pillow scene, he said, "Girl's strength now-a-days are really strong and muscular. You really can't get away if you're squished by a girl." When Tavia was biting at the pillows, he also said, "Wah! You won't let go! Your boyfriend must be very tired!" Afterwards Bobby and Kenix didn't think the sayings were perverted, "It's normal for a wife to hold a husband down!" Kenix says, "It's not perverted. Everyone thinks differently. Tavia just think it's perverted." When the reporters said Tavia hasn't found a husband yet, Bobby said jokingly, "She's already biting, but just not hard enough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pillow Case of Mystery was planned for it to be in the 10 o'clock time slot but because LWOLAP didn't reach its ideal ratings, they will be switched, with LWOLAP at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, HK citizens used to be so conservative, I'm surprise they aren't afraid to say these sort of jokes aloud in public... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hmm.gif"&gt; But, I'm so glad they decided to change it's time slot to the 9PM one! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's another article on another APCOM function. Read it, it's hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yesterday Benny Chan was played by others in the promotion function of A Pillow Case of Mystery and were playing the game of imitating the 12 animals of the Chinese Zodiac. Benny was organized to imitate a snake and Bobby immediately brought up the rumors, "We especially organized you to be Ah Sheh (Charmaine Sheh)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine's mom will be returning to Hong Kong this Chinese New Year and Benny was asked whether he will go visit her. He said, "Really? Auntie came back? I will go visit her if I have time but I have to see if she's busy. I've already seen her once!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bobby and Kenix got off the stage, they continued their jokes. Bobby said that he had to have a fat figure for the series, he said, "My face is round, but my 4 limbs are 'flexible'. Kenix then said, "You have 4 'sticks'?", which caused Bobby to laugh out loud and responded, 'It's round and long!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, remember? Charmaine's surname, Sheh sounds so much like snake (sheh, in canto). Heehee... and those jokes, sheesh, they reminded me about my jokes I used to make a few years ago. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wink.gif"&gt; I am rather &lt;i&gt;dirty-minded&lt;/i&gt; (ahem)... right, Sayoko? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, with the exams coming, I seriously dunno whether I've got the time to rent APCOM or not... I'm desperate to watch Kenix in an ancient drama series! (I didn't watch GR, tsk tsk...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113843801230466890?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113843801230466890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113843801230466890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/haha-perverts-crack-me-up.html' title='Haha, perverts crack me up!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113792148925748832</id><published>2006-01-22T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! New skin!</title><content type='html'>Don't cha love love love love love the new skin? It's now white, pink and grey-ish in colour (which are my favourite colours!). &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/love.gif"&gt; Oooh, yes I absolutely &lt;U&gt;LOVE&lt;/U&gt; white layouts (and loathe those black ones =P)! I somehow manage to stumble into this lovely blogskin (I did not make this skin, mind you) and I think it makes my creations look like a piece of SHIT when I compare them with it... I admit, I'm such a loser at blogskin-making (which is one of the reason why I don't think I should change host for now)... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sigh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous layout? I've chucked it into the trashbin already. I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE it. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;SCHOOL LIFE IS A VERY HECTIC ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it is. I guess that shall explain why I can't find time to attend to my sites these days. Bleh, I hate school life. I'm SERIOUS. I believe you wouldn't like it too, especially when there's soooooooooo much homework to be done. Thank god CNY's just around the corner, at least I can finish them up throughout the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank god once again, for PMD's going to be held from tomorrow till Wednesday (for the first 5 periods only) &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; so I'm expecting lesser school work for this week. I haven't finish up any of last week's school work and assignments yet because I procrastinate a &lt;U&gt;LOT&lt;/u&gt;. Oh no, looks like I can't keep up with my resolution for the year 2006, and it's only the 3rd week of the year? Sheesh... show me a big 'L' and stick it right onto my forehead. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/no.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;CCA SUCKS...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, they kinda are... First, there were &lt;U&gt;TOO&lt;/u&gt; many 1st and 2nd formers. I know, it's a good fact that there are many many juniors in the club but I bet most of them will drop out one by one, sooner or later (or either way, they'll become inactive members). Plus, most of them were sooooo blur-looking, I feel so helpless. I mean, being a senior member, I certainly can't stand there and do nothing about those juniors, right? I've tried to help them to get used to the tranings and stuffs, but some of them were so uncooperative (maybe they're scared or shy). Am I &lt;i&gt;thattttt&lt;/i&gt; scary meh? *scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am now in charge of the Choir Club's costume. Pssh, why am I always have to be tied down with the things that I don't like? *shrugs* I hate those costumes, you can steal them (if you want to). &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; &lt;B&gt;NOT!&lt;/b&gt; I'll be so dead if you do that, but seriously, any living thing with a brain on earth wouldn't even think of it... &lt;I&gt;unless&lt;/i&gt; you don't have a brain! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hmm.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I'm having leg aches now, all thanks to the foot-drill training yesterday. And I'm still unsure whether or not to take up the Adult First Aid exam this year... the classes will surely affect my choir training (and then, you'll know what will happen to me and Pn Loh lah)... BUT if I don't take it, my grades for SJAM will surely suck. I don't want another 'D' for it again! &gt;&lt; Decisions, decisions... HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;AT-LEAST-ONE-TERRIBLE-TEACHER-PER-YEAR POLICY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, this is just random. I've just come to realise that we have at least &lt;U&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt; terrible teacher each year. (I said &lt;I&gt;at least&lt;/i&gt;, so there could be more, but I'll only point out those really really a-pain-in-the-ass ones) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Form 1, we got that useless Pn Magdalene Chai to teach us Maths. I couldn't remember much about her right now (sheesh, who wants to remember her?) but all I could think of is that she's such a blur teacher. Boo to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 2, we got another blur teacher, Pn Fong. She teaches Moral Studies at that time, and everyone used to bully her. Haha, I can remember those funny funny bits regarding her. She pronounces the word "ciri-ciri" as "cilli-cilli" and "bantuan" as "panduan". She was reading out aloud the notes and we had to write them out into our books, and most of us wrote the wrong words because she pronounced those words wrongly. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sweat.gif"&gt; She's not exactly a terrible teacher (she's a retiree now). She's kind, and she had this eye operation to remove something from her eye during the end of the year. Suddenly, a bunch of us (including me) were so interested to listen to her story (about her operation) and how she's adapting to a new life (her eye that has been operated on couldn't function well, so she could only use the other un-operated eye to see things). &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sigh.gif"&gt; I wonder how is she doing right now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 3, we got that Doris as our History teacher. It's interesting the way she teaches us, because she loves to tell lots and lots of stories (of course related to what we're learning) &lt;B&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; the thing is, she ENJOYS threatening us. There's this recycling campaign and she forced us to collect 20 newspaper and 20 aluminium cans (or something like that) so that she'll give us "extra" marks for our exams. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/doh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got that Doris lady as our teacher yet again in Form 4, but she teached us EST this time. We had a bad bad time and again, she threatened us every now and then. Pssshh... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/angry.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for Form 5, it's Pn Phung for now. Her smiles are so creepy, yet so fake. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/grr.gif"&gt; Don't get me started. I don't like her, period. Which makes me think, are there any other teachers trying to take over her spot? I hope NOT! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the school administration is trying to play a fool with us? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/doh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;MY PREVIOUS CREATIONS ARE BETTER THAN MY CURRENT ONES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prove? Here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c183/tvb-blends/winners/bronzech01a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?! I got a bronze for it? Gosh, it's really unexpected... REALLY! You should have seen the other entries, they're wayyyyyyyyy nicer than the one that I've made. There are 2 bronze winner, FYI. Whee, I'm so happy... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/glad.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c183/tvb-blends/winners/goldch03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hee.gif"&gt; I've won a gold for another category! (Yes, I have many many alias). Oh, if you're curious to know what creation I won the gold medal for, click &lt;a href="http://img525.imageshack.us/img525/2884/tvbch03hazel9jx.jpg"&gt;&lt;B&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made those stuffs for the challenges ages ago. Sheesh, my graphic skills are getting rustier... you should have seen my current ones that I've made. They're all rubbish. Total rubbish. I wish I can shoot myself dead by now. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/dead.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;CNY TABOOS AND MUST-DOs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Do List:&lt;br /&gt;1. DO NOT clean your house during the New Year's Eve (Jan. 28) or clean your house during the new year (Jan. 29). It is consider as BAD LUCK! Don't do it!&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't wash your hair on the New Year's Day! Don't dye it either!&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't use bad language! Yeah! No bad comments here! &lt;br /&gt;4. Don't cry during the Chinese New Year (Jan. 28/29/30) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do List:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jan. 20-22: Clean your house, best timing!&lt;br /&gt;2. Pay your bills before the New Year's day!&lt;br /&gt;3. Celebrate all 15 days of the Chinese New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113792148925748832?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113792148925748832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113792148925748832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/yay-new-skin.html' title='Yay! New skin!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_love.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113725404907971824</id><published>2006-01-14T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy girl, I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I'm just too lazy to update/blog these days. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My excuses? 'No mood-lah'. 'No inspiration'. 'No idea on what to blog'. 'There's nothing going on in my life'. 'No time-lah'. 'Typing is such a chore'. 'I'm sleepy'. 'It's a waste of time'. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/cool.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;So why am I blogging now? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't know why. *pokes brain* Do you know why? *brain shrugs* &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sweat.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, I'm really &lt;I&gt;mo liew&lt;/i&gt; these days. Ignore those stuff that I've typed above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;SCHOOL LIFE IS NEVER GOOD&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tons of homework. Tons and tons. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/shocked.gif"&gt; Nah, I'm just exaggerating. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hee.gif"&gt; But life's never good when you've homeworks to do. Teachers just don't understand us, do they? Everyday, we're sure to have something to be done at home. I'm now stuck with 2 bloody Kerja Amal and 2 Tugasan Harian, Eng lit, Maths, and Physics, all thanks teachers who couldn't help but make our life more miserable. And this is just the beginning of the year. Oh, I can just imagine the workload we'll be having throughout the whole year. I "can't" wait... *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;WHAT DO YOU GET IF YOU CROSSED A DUCK WITH A TEACHER&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A teacher who resembles a duck. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/haha.gif"&gt; It ain't funny, but it's the truth. That's what Ann, DD and Thum thinks lah, but I somehow agree with them. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; Take a good look at Pn Phung. Now, LAUGH. Oh, you don't get the joke? *hits your head* Don't you think Pn Phung looks like a ... duck? Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not the one who started it. Ask those people sitting around me. They're the ones who started it. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; But really, she does look a bit like a duck... don't believe me? Then, you should really look at her closely for youself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD made fun of her(Pn Phung) when she came into the class. She was imitating the sound that ducks made (ngap ngap or something like that lah) and I almost laugh out loud, right in front of Pn Phung. She (Pn Phung) was walking in between Mel's and my desk, but luckily I managed to control myself. I just let out a few ha-has and then glared at DD... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lmao.gif"&gt; DD always make me laugh at the wrong time. I shouldn't have sat next to her... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; NOT. I can't live a day without her jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst, Pn Phung can be soooo freaky at times. First, she laughs at her own jokes. Sometimes, I find them amusing, but at times, I don't understand what she's laughing about. Besides, her smiles are ALWAYS creepy. One minute, you can spot her with a smile. Then the next minute, her smile immediately turns into a frown. Gosh, it gives me shivers whenever I saw her doing that... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/eek.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;MY TEACHER SOUNDS SOOOO LIKE MY MOM&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My add maths teacher, to be exact. Whenever she comes into the class, she'll start to lecture us on how important it is to do lots and lots and lots of add maths exercises. Then she'll go on and tell us that she's worried for us, and bla bla bla... Like I hadn't had enough already. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/doh.gif"&gt; She's exactly like my mom. Not the looks, but the way they think. Gosh, I already got enough of lecture at home, and yet this teacher always comes into the class and produce more and more noise pollution. Come on, my ears need some break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;CNY IS WHEN YOU WILL BE BROKE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Don't be fooled by all of those "SALES" or "50% discount" or "20% discount" at the shopping mall. The truth is, you can never get enough of them. You may think the stuffs on sale are cheap and affordable (isn't it better to buy stuffs at discounted price than normal price?). Instead, it's very temptatious indeed. You may go on thinking "Oh, this is quite cheap, can buy-lah" or "hey! got discount! come, let's go inside and see if there's anything to buy or not" and you may end up with several huge shopping bags on your way home. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hee.gif"&gt; Oh, and not to forget the bank overdraft that you'll receive by the end of the month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's lectured me (because I'd made her credit card 'pow-ed' or gone over-limit). She said I spend too much. "RM500 and still not enough? I don't see you wearing all of those clothes you bought last year. Buy so much for what? You never used all of them, they're just going to be collecting dust in your wardrobe!" and bla bla bla... but hey, I only shop during festive season, especially during CNY, and at least it isn't sooo bad. Mom, you're very lucky to have me as your daughter, because other girls spend way much more than I do. Just stop complaining, you should thank god for blessing you with me as your daughter. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/haha.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm dying to get some good sleep... waking up early every morning isn't my habit.  So off I go, XOXOs! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/glad.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sleep.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113725404907971824?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113725404907971824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113725404907971824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/lazy-girl-i-am.html' title='Lazy girl, I am...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_cool.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113656518662408914</id><published>2006-01-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school...</title><content type='html'>Ah, the pleasures of touching and typing on the keyboard... I miss my computer soooo much! It's been 4 whole days since I last sat here, staring into the monitor of my computer... bleh, school life's so friggin' hectic! Everything's so fast-paced, with teachers trying to finish up (or you can say, rush through) the whole Form 5 syllabus before the trials starts, which will be held in early August... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/cry.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;FIRST&lt;/b&gt; day of school - One word to describe it -- SUCKED. Yeah, I'm not kidding. New school rules, new teachers, and super bad results (It's really not good to start a new schooling year with such horrible results, mind you. My parents are really giving me a hard time... ) &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sad.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this new and &lt;U&gt;STUPID&lt;/u&gt; school rule this year, I dunno what you call it but it has got something to do with the rubbish in the class. We're NOT, by any chance, allowed to throw anymore junks like plastic bottles, plastic bags, tin, and so on into the wastepaper basket except for papers, dust and dirt... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wtf.gif"&gt; It's very troublesome for us, especially for those who are in charge of emptying the wastepaper basket... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/grr.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have to sit individually, no more joining tables with our friends anymore... Ah, I somehow love this new rule though, I can get to &lt;I&gt;bolot&lt;/i&gt; one whole table for myself, and our elbows won't clash with each others anymore when we write... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/haha.gif"&gt; BUT the downside is, we can't get to share text books anymore... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sigh.gif"&gt; I don't want to bring so many text books in a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's this new recess system. There's only one recess session this year, and boy... the school suddenly seem so darn flooded with students ranging from Form 3 till Upper Sixers during recess. The canteen's soooo FULL, the &lt;I&gt;koperasi&lt;/i&gt;'s crowded, the toilet's crowded, everything seem sooo disorganized. I prefer the old system, with two sessions of recess. At least it wouldn't be sooo darn freaking packed with people... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/eek.gif"&gt; I heard that the canteen food taste horrible... haven't try it though... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, we have moved on to &lt;B&gt;5 Cekap&lt;/b&gt;!! Haha, we got a new (and rather dusty) classroom, but the people in it didn't change! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/happy.gif"&gt; Oh well, if you count in the teachers, that's a different story... we got Pn Phung and Pn Ung as our English and EST teacher respectively this year. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/shocked.gif"&gt; Gosh, what a nightmare... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; Also, we got new teachers for BM, Bio, Chem, Add Maths, and PJK (woohoo! no more that freaking-blur-lady anymore, can't stand the sight of her... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/no.gif"&gt;). We have the same old teacher for the rest of the subjects... but I just can't believe that Pn Latha's actually teaching us again for Moral Studies... haix, there goes my Moral paper... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/dead.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; . . . . . . . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, got my report card today. Bah, my end year exam results are sooooo BAD. There's no improvement in them, but serious deterioration... I'm not kidding, I got a C6 for my Physics, and that's badd... My Chem marks isn't very encouraging too, but the one and only paper that surprised me is EST! Yeah, Pn Doris actually gave me 90 marks for it! (She's a well-known &lt;I&gt;markah-kedekut&lt;/i&gt; teacher and she even gave me a freaking C5 for my EST before, while everyone else gets an A1 for it) Woohoo, surprise, surprise... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/haha.gif"&gt; My overall percentage is 75.75% and that's quite bad, because of my lousy results I got for Physics, Accounts, Chemistry and Moral... they pulled my percentage down... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/cry.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst, let me tell you all something... my name's not on the duty roster! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/woot.gif"&gt; And YiJien's name's on the duty roster TWICE! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lmao.gif"&gt; Szeluan's name's not on it too... somehow they must have forgotten to put our names on it? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; Thank god I don't have to do any cleaning, I wish we could stick to that new duty roster, but it would be so unfair to the other people... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more stuff happening in school but I'm just too tired to type them all out... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/haha.gif"&gt; Nah, I'm just plain lazy! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hee.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113656518662408914?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113656518662408914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113656518662408914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_cry.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113619483404631762</id><published>2006-01-02T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww... I don't wanna go back to school!! T____T</title><content type='html'>2nd day of the new year. Guess what will happen tomorrow? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/blank.gif"&gt; Clueless? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/huh.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bummer, school's reopening! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sad.gif"&gt; Gosh, time really does fly... right? It's been two months already, since I last stepped into the school compound... Bleh, two months passed so quickly! Aww, I wish the holidays were longer... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/cry.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/argh.gif"&gt; I need to adapt the school lifestyle yet again... thank god it's only for ONE more freaking year. Waking up early in the morning is such a chore. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/angry.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hmm.gif"&gt; I wonder what's in store for me in this coming new semester... I really hope my class can get better teachers (especially for EST, PJK, Maths, Chem, and Bio) coz most of the teachers we got last year are... terrible. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/doh.gif"&gt; Our school are seriously in need of more dedicated teachers, like Pn. Hoo! She's the best teacher ever. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/love.gif"&gt; They should fire all those teachers who only know how to TALK TALK TALK and not WORK WORK WORK. *ahem* You should know who I'm referring to by now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sigh.gif"&gt; I don't feel like going back to school. (imitates a 7-year-old kid) "Mommy, I don't wanna go to school! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/cry.gif"&gt; I wanna play play PLAY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, life goes on and on... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/haha.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you people at school again tomorrow! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wink.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signs off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113619483404631762?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113619483404631762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113619483404631762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/aww-i-dont-wanna-go-back-to-school-tt.html' title='Aww... I don&apos;t wanna go back to school!! T____T'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_blank.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113612839614596293</id><published>2006-01-01T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of the year 2006.</title><content type='html'>Alright, it's the first day of the new year. Year 2005 is gone for good. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/haha.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something for you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/newyeargift.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/glad.gif"&gt; This year's the year of &lt;B&gt;dog&lt;/b&gt;, FYI. So all the people with dog as their Chinese Horoscope will going to have a great year this year! Anyways, I just hope that this year will be a better year for everyone and all the best of luck for everything! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt; To my visitors... thank you for always supporting me until now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Happy New Year, once again!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113612839614596293?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113612839614596293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113612839614596293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-year-2006.html' title='First day of the year 2006.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_haha.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113603905017761145</id><published>2005-12-31T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:18.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auld Lang Syne, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>Come on everyone! Let's start the countdown and SING ALONG! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;B&gt;Auld Lang Syne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should auld acquaintance be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;And never brought to mind?&lt;br /&gt;Should auld acquaintance be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;And auld lang syne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne, my dear&lt;br /&gt;For auld Lang syne, We'll take a cup o kindness yet,&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne!&lt;br /&gt;And there's a hand my trusty fiere,&lt;br /&gt;And gie's a hand o thine&lt;br /&gt;And we'll take a right guid-willie waught,&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne, my dear&lt;br /&gt;For auld Lang syne,&lt;br /&gt;We'll take a cup o kindness yet,&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, if you don't know what it means, go and visit this site &lt;a href="http://www.importantscots.com/auld-lang-syne.htm" target=_blank&gt;&lt;B&gt;HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. You can view the translated version (modern english) of it there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I feel like crying now... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/cry.gif"&gt; Now I know how ShinYing felt that day... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wink.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=+3&gt;Goodbye 2005, Hello 2006!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/woot.gif"&gt; Wishing all a &lt;B&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/b&gt; May god bless us all in the new year ahead! Best wishes to all! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/glad.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113603905017761145?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113603905017761145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113603905017761145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/auld-lang-syne-happy-new-year.html' title='Auld Lang Syne, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_yes.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113592867756764793</id><published>2005-12-30T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:15.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2006 New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>2 more days till the arrival of the new year! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/scared.gif"&gt; Heck, time really flies... right? In just a few days time, I'll be back in school (yet again) and yes, next year will indeed be a terrible one for me. (gasps) Yeah, with the &lt;B&gt;SPM&lt;/b&gt; examinations coming, you'll know what will happen... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/sad.gif"&gt; Erm, let's just not bring up the topic of school for now, okay? I just wanna chill out during the remaining days of my holidays... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/cute.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the new year's just right around the corner, I shall make some resolutions. Erm, don't ask me about my resolutions for the year 2005, I don't think I've made any... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/tongue.gif"&gt; Oh, okay okay, you got me. I &lt;I&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; lazy to make them. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/grin.gif"&gt; Oh, nevermind. I shall be able to acheive my resolutions for the upcoming year, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jesslynn's Year 2006 Resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;I&gt;Lose some weight and maintain my ideal weight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained about 2-3 more kilos during the holidays. I know I look okay, and some of my relatives even said that I look rather skinny &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt;, but I really want to kill those fats around my body! Especially those in my abdomen and thigh. I'm like 44 kg now, and I want to be back to 40 kilos and maintain it. I dunno whether I can acheive it or not, because the more I eat, the more weight I gain. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;I&gt;Get more exercise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I hate sports. I'm just not good in sports. That's why I rarely go out and play. I'm quite a couch potato myself, and I rarely move around. It's no wonder I gain weight rather fast... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;I&gt;Stay healthy throughout the whole year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, this is rather difficult. But I can't afford to go through another awful period, especially when I am going to be sitting for SPM. I really don't want my history to repeat itself again (FYI, I was sick when I took my PMR examinations, and I think I disturbed my fellow peers during the exams because I was sneezing and coughing a lot while answering the questions). I must not fall sick again, NEVER! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/stubborn.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;I&gt;Stop procrastinating.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's bad, but I can't help it! It's actually one of my bad habits (ah, I won't tell you much about my bad habits, because it's really baddd, and embarassing as well). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;I&gt; Stop being lazy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help it either. I'm a well-known sloth, which is one of the 7 Deadly Sins. Hehe. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/sick.gif"&gt; Laziness can also be considered a sin. Life can be cruel sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;I&gt;Improve on my chinese.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I need to improve on my chinese, because it'll help me later on, especially whenever I need to read and understand an article containing the news of my favourite celebrities. News translation are too slow, and sometimes, they even skipped some of the interesting news. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/irritated.gif"&gt; And secondly, I would like to be able to sing chinese songs &lt;u&gt;without&lt;/u&gt; the help of pinyin. Ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;I&gt;Improve on my graphic skills.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, no matter what, I'm still gonna continue to make more graphics and improve on them! I feel so terribly sad to see how awful my skills are... there's no improvement in them... maybe it's because I don't practice much? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;I&gt;Get a job after the SPM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that's if anyone wants to hire me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;I&gt;Meet either Kenix, Leila, Janice or Ella in person!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, it's quite impossible. I think it won't be acheived... if only I had free plane tickets to HK... then I can go and stalk them! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/grin.gif"&gt; I'm just joking, of course I can't stalk them! I'm not stupid, I don't want to embarass myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;I&gt;Learn a new language?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe will, maybe not... I dunno. I think I wanna take up japanese, cause it's really cool to speak it. I'm just so fascinated by the way japanese actors and actresses speak the language in those japanese drama series. Very fascinating indeed... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/wink.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;I&gt;Grow at least 5cm taller&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, I'm petite. I hate it when I see people, especially those in my class (ahem)  who are taller than me. I'm quite short for my age, and I really wonder why couldn't I grow up... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/whatever.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;I&gt;Let me pass my Grade 8 Piano Theory and Practical Examination.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE! I desperately need to pass these exams, my mom will (literally) KILL me if I don't. Besides, the exams are only a few months away, and I still haven't memorise all of the music history and facts! Yet alone to differentiate the difference between choral homophonic texture and orchestral homophonic texture... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/dead.gif"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;I&gt;Last but not least, study hard, study smart!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a MUST! SPM is coming! Must work harder, no matter what! *full of determination* &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hee.gif"&gt; But the sad thing is, I'm easily distracted, plus, there's just too many distraction nowadays... so I'm afraid... don't know whether I could keep up with this resolution of mine... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you have any resolutions for the upcoming year? I've shared mine, so now it's your turn! Come on baby! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113592867756764793?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113592867756764793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113592867756764793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-2006-new-year-resolutions.html' title='My 2006 New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/th_scared.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113587426121573510</id><published>2005-12-29T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:15.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, what a day...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went out with my mom to the USJ 9 Business Complex (the one opposite Taipan Triangle, if that's what it's called). I followed my mom because she had to pay up some insurance stuff. So, as we're were walking our way to the insurance company, guess what I noticed? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/shocked.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Marie France Bodyline&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;B&gt;Unisense&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;B&gt;Bella Skin Care&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;B&gt;London Weight Management&lt;/b&gt;, all in the same row. Yup, they're all either slimming centres or beauty centres. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sweat.gif"&gt; Oh, and I spotted &lt;B&gt;Terimee&lt;/b&gt; (the slimming centre that Charmaine's endorsed in) somewhere in the centre of the complex. I mean, for god's sake, you don't have to have &lt;I&gt;sooooo&lt;/i&gt; many slimming centres at one particular spot! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/no.gif"&gt; Heck, what were they thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've changed the background music. It's now playing an instrumental rendition of &lt;B&gt;Eason Chan's Today, Next Year&lt;/b&gt;. I couldn't find any nicer song, so I guess that shall do for now. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, could someone help me to clarify something? What exactly is the title of this song by Eason? Is it "Ming Tin Kam Yat" (Today, tomorrow) or "Ming Nin Kam Yat" (Today, Next Year)? I got so confused because some said it was "Ming Tin", not "Ming Nin", but I dunno... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/huh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new poster, by the way. It's not really good though, because it's been quite some time since I last touch my PSP. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; Heck, I always say that, don't I? Haha, I'm still trying hard to improve on my skills, but I dunno... I don't see any improvement in me... I think it's time for me to take up some challenges and brush up on my skills again, &lt;I&gt;before&lt;/I&gt; school reopens again... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt; Okay, cut those craps. The poster is &lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/lameposter-fbbsample.jpg"&gt;&lt;B&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop for now. My left index finger is hurting me now. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sad.gif"&gt; I don't know why, but whenever I press something using my index finger, it'll start to hurt. Also, I don't know why my hands are all in pink-reddish shade. It's so weird... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113587426121573510?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113587426121573510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113587426121573510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-what-day.html' title='Oh, what a day...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113578826460313211</id><published>2005-12-28T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2005 Christmas pressies!</title><content type='html'>Bleh, this post is just random. I don't have any idea on what to post on, so maybe I shall let you have a look at all of my Christmas presents I got for this year? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; I don't have a lot of them though, mainly because I don't celebrate Christmas. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sad.gif"&gt; Yeah, it's kinda sad, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, must stop crapping and post up those gifts, gifts, gifts! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; So, what shall I start off with? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hmm.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall start off with the very first gift I received! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt; It's a candy cane, got it from my beloved music teacher! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/love.gif"&gt; She always gives me a present on Christmas every year! Yeah, my teacher &lt;U&gt;SPOILS&lt;/u&gt; me... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lmao.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/angelic-xmasgift1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/320/angelic-xmasgift1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/angelic-xmasgift1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/320/angelic-xmasgift1b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I shall 'show off' my belated present. It's from my parents, and I just got it yesterday. That's why I called it a belated one. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wink.gif"&gt; It's a new wristwatch! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/woot.gif"&gt; Yup, I've been eyeing on this particular watch for quite some time, and now I finally owned it! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; I'll let you have a peek at it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/angelic-xmasgift2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/320/angelic-xmasgift2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/angelic-xmasgift2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/320/angelic-xmasgift2b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and not to forget those gifts my online buddies made for me! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/love.gif"&gt; Thank you so much, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/christmas-gift3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/christmas-gift3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/christmas-gift2.gif"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/christmas-gift1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/christmas-gift1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/christmas-gift4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/320/christmas-gift4.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/bubbles_sweet99/friendsgift.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think there's more gifts... but somehow, I dunno where it went too... so sorry guys, if your gift/gifts aren't in my post... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113578826460313211?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113578826460313211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113578826460313211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-2005-christmas-pressies.html' title='My 2005 Christmas pressies!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_tongue.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113550172790091273</id><published>2005-12-25T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY X'MAS EVERYONE!!!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! It's finally Christmas! Haha, sadly, Santa drank all of my beer!! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/whatever.gif"&gt; He didn't even get drunk! And worse still, I have no presents at all!! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/annoyed.gif"&gt; Stupid old man, am I thattt naughty this year?? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I received some gifts from my online buddies as well as my beloved &lt;B&gt;Sayoko&lt;/b&gt; jie and &lt;B&gt;Sam&lt;/b&gt; jie!! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/love.gif"&gt; Love you all to bits!! Will post up those gifts I received later, because it's going to rain heavily in a few minutes... can't use the computer for so long, am afraid that the lightning might struck the modem... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/stubborn.gif"&gt; I couldn't live without the internet!! No way!! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was Christmas Eve. Ahh, did I ever told you people about the "kwai lo" I met yesterday? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt; No? Oh okay... guess I shall to tell you about it now... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/wink.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, when I was getting out of my house because I had to attend my music lessons, my mom was confronted by 2 caucasians (kwai lo-s). They're were talking about something that's got to do with some christianity stuffs, and you know what? They spoke FLUENT mandarin to my mom. Yeah, I'm not kidding, they can speak mando! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/scared.gif"&gt; I was surprised, their mandarin are soooo much better than mine! WTF?!? Hey, come on, I'm a pure chinese girl! How can a "kwai lo" speak mandarin more fluently than I do? I didn't say anything to them though, I just stared at them in awe. Yeah, I'm amazed, yet so embarassed at the same time. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/rolleye.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough rantings already. It's raining now. Better go off before the lightning strucks anything. Also, I need to watch the japanese drama, &lt;B&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/b&gt; that's currently airing on tv. Sounds familiar? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/grin.gif"&gt; It's named after the famous christmas song, Last Christmas! And the themesong of the drama is the japanese version of 'Last Christmas'. Blahhh, I LOVE that song sooo much! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/inlove.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113550172790091273?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113550172790091273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113550172790091273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-xmas-everyone.html' title='MERRY X&apos;MAS EVERYONE!!!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/th_whatever.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113552259033245792</id><published>2005-12-24T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chat chat chatty day...</title><content type='html'>Woah, I'm sooooo busy. There's no time to blog for now. I'm chatting to like, 4-5 people now. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/shocked.gif"&gt; Sheesh, why are there so many people who wants to chat with me now? Normally, I'm the one who would start disturbing those people and urge them to chat with me, but now? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; The conversation windows kept on blinking at the bottom at the taskbar for like, every second? Sorry, but I can't rant on for long in here. Need to keep those conversations running... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT // Woah, thank god one just went off. So I can spend some time in here for a while. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopsie, I shall take back my words. Someone just came online and started this conversation with me. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sweat.gif"&gt; Sorry, got to go again. Maybe I'll blog again tomorrow, kay? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The lesson of the day&lt;/b&gt; - MSN can really be a very distractive tool. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113552259033245792?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113552259033245792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113552259033245792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/chat-chat-chatty-day.html' title='Chat chat chatty day...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113535265360492633</id><published>2005-12-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, congrats people!</title><content type='html'>First of all, PMR 2005 results were out yesterday. Yeah, ain't it early this year? Last year we got it after Christmas. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt; Anyways, I feel so happy for my fellow friends! They're a bunch of smart people! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/cute.gif"&gt; Most of them got straight! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/love.gif"&gt; Love you all, smart gurls! Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I even rang up my 'long-lost' best friend, Ling to know what she got for her PMR. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; We haven't contact each other lately, because we're both so tied down with our own life... gosh, was she so happy to talk to me again! And I'm happy because she still remember who am I! Ahh, she's so sweet as ever! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/love.gif"&gt; Can't believe the days where we used to spend time with each other, playing pranks and calling each other names were now gone... only our memories of each other are left now... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really used to regret the choice that I made, that is, accepting the double promotion I got for excelling in the PTS examination. I can't believe I left her behind... But I think I made everything up by dropping by her class when I was in Standard 5 and she was in Standard 4 during recess, inviting her to have recess with me... She didn't blame me for the decision I made though... Then, I remember the time when I was going to be in Form 1 at that time, and she's going to be in Standard 6... she used to cry in silence, afraid of being alone... I didn't know about it, until one of her classmates told me... I ran to her, wanting to find out why she cried... but I can only watch her from outside of her classroom... I feel... so helpless... I really don't know what I can do to help her... she told me that she's afraid... afraid that I'll never be there for her again... I tried to console her... in the end, both of us ended up in tears... and more tears... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lets snap back into reality... thank god, she hasn't change her number till now... I was really afraid to call her at first, afraid that she's stiil mad at me for what I did to her last time... But I finally got the guts to call her, and her cute little sister picked up the phone. Ahh, that little girl... she's now more fluent in English! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/wink.gif"&gt; She used to interupt my conversation with Ling whenever I called Ling. Haha, now she's all grown up, I wish I could meet her again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she passed the phone to her sister. It was Ling. Definitely her. I can recognise that voice. Oh, thank god she's not mad at me... She knows how sorry I am for her... Gosh, I just don't know what to say through the phone... we were like, "uhh... ahh... erm... haha... so... erm..." &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/grin.gif"&gt; We were both trying hard to find a topic to talk on... Maybe that's what you get for not calling each other for a long long time... I wish I could be with her again... I really wish I could make up for everything that I've done to her... By the way, got to know her results... and she's a real smart girl! She scored 5As and 2Bs (she's done good enough!) and I'm so happy for her! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/love.gif"&gt; Although she's a little disappointed, but she's happy... happy because I still remember her as well... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/smile.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling, if you somehow stumbled into this blog of mine, read this... &lt;B&gt;You will always be my true best friend!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/wink.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, I so sorry people... I'm a bit carried off today... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sigh.gif"&gt; I kept on reminiscing (is that how you spell it?) about my past today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have a MERRY MERRY and LOVELY CHRISTMAS PEOPLE! Oh, and a happy happy new year as well! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/cute.gif"&gt; May the new year brings us all better luck. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113535265360492633?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113535265360492633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113535265360492633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahh-congrats-people.html' title='Ahh, congrats people!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/th_thinking.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113509520489941866</id><published>2005-12-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming, so do you have a wishlist? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;My 2005 Christmas Wishlist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A digicam.&lt;br /&gt;2. New glasses. (I dunno whether I can wear contacts &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sad.gif"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Shoes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ella Koon's Ellakadabra.&lt;br /&gt;5. New clothes.&lt;br /&gt;6. The 'new arrival' Wild Channel bag.&lt;br /&gt;7. A plane ticket to HK.&lt;br /&gt;8. A white christmas.&lt;br /&gt;9. New computer.&lt;br /&gt;10. Detective Investigation Files Series 1-3, DVD.&lt;br /&gt;11. Reaching Out, all episodes. (I'm not sure whether it's available in DVD version)&lt;br /&gt;12. MONEY MONEY MONEY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hmm.gif"&gt; that's all for now. But I doubt I will get anything this year... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113509520489941866?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113509520489941866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113509520489941866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_tongue.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113496512760651815</id><published>2005-12-19T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I have a gift with me today, and it's for all of you! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wink.gif"&gt; I don't care whether you're my affies, friends, visitors, or even stalkers (ahem)... you are all welcome to have this little gift of mine! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/christmasgift.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go! Ain't it lovely? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; It features the cute cute &lt;b&gt;Cinnamoroll&lt;/b&gt;! Oh, please do take it, as this is the only gift I can offer you. Psst, let me tell you a secret... I'm officially broke! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lmao.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Got to go... toodles! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/cute.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113496512760651815?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113496512760651815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113496512760651815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_wink.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113489591346224803</id><published>2005-12-18T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise books and wallet...</title><content type='html'>Went shopping yesterday with my family (for those back-to-school stuffs) and got myself a new milk teddy wallet! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; It's pretty cheap, as it only costs me RM19.90 (not including the 10% discount I got for it). &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; Wait, I'll let you have a peek at it...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/1600/angelic-wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8059/906/320/angelic-wallet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! My new wallet. Ain't it lovely? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I didn't get to buy anything else, because I had to follow my mom and my bro to shop for a pair of new school uniform. Oh, yes, my annoying lil bro is going to be a first former next year, so we are going to be sharing the same school. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/whatever.gif"&gt; Yeah, I know it sucks. Good thing he's in the afternoon session... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt; Gosh, ain't I so mean? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; Talking about school uniform, I didn't bought any though. Why waste money buying them, since it's gonna be the last year for me (if I'm not gonna continue with Form 6 education) to be in that school? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sigh.gif"&gt; Two more darn weeks till school reopens... hope that day won't come so soon... I'm so gonna miss my blissful holidays!!! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113489591346224803?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113489591346224803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113489591346224803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/exercise-books-and-wallet.html' title='Exercise books and wallet...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_laugh.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113470576639291632</id><published>2005-12-16T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate insomnia.</title><content type='html'>I hate insomnia. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/whatever.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; I don't really have insomnia, I think... but who cares? I have problem sleeping and that's that. Ahem. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt; So, anyway, I dunno what the heck was wrong with me, because I got up this morning, feeling all drowsy-like and somehow I would like to collapse onto the floor any moment from now... I think it's due to fatigue, thanks to my sleeping pattern... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/irritated.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/sigh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sleepy... I slept at 2am++ for the last two days and woke up at about 6am++... SEE? I &lt;B&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; have insomnia. I told you so. Well, I woke up at 7.12am this morning, and couldn't get back to sleep again. But I finally went back to sleep again for like, 15 minutes?! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wth.gif"&gt; and I woke up again at 7.36am+ then slept again, then woke up again... I think that whole process (of waking up and going back to sleep) lasted for like, 5 times?!? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/wtf.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, but I think I have very huge eyebags by now... I didn't even bother to look into the mirror to check... I practically ran out of my room to switch on the computer... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get a good bath later, so maybe shall feel more energised and fresher by the day... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/cute.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113470576639291632?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113470576639291632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113470576639291632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-hate-insomnia.html' title='I hate insomnia.'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/th_whatever.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113462025147383409</id><published>2005-12-15T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Background music...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I've put up a new background music already! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/yes.gif"&gt; It's a lovely christmas song, sung by Eason Chan, entitled &lt;B&gt;Lonely Christmas&lt;/b&gt;. I guess you people think that there aren't any nice asian Christmas songs in this world. Now, I shall have to prove that you people are wrong! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; This song is indeed one of the most wonderful asian christmas song ever! Trust me, you wouldn't get bored listening to it again and again... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/smile.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, can you hear the background music? I think it works perfectly well in IE browser, but somehow it wouldn't loop itself in Mozilla Firefox browser... ain't that weird? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/hmm.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113462025147383409?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113462025147383409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113462025147383409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/background-music.html' title='Background music...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/th_yes.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14135291.post-113457882748018410</id><published>2005-12-15T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:32:14.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting anew...</title><content type='html'>Oh, where's all of my previous posts, you may ask? &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/thinking.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally decided to start anew. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/smile.gif"&gt; I been reading my archives today and I realised something... I rarely post anything about myself, my life, how I view life, and so on. Yeah, I know that's sad, because this is suppose to be my blog, where I'm suppose to talk and discuss about my personal stuffs, my life and so on here. I realised how bored you all have been, reading my previous lame entries... &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt; I feel so bad for doing so... Anyway, since now I've finally come to realise it, I have to do something about it. No more lame entries from me anymore! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/cute.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I'm back with a new layout (again), and it feature Mr Snowman and some pine trees. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/lol.gif"&gt; I'm just sooo in a Xmas mood lately, and I shall put up a background christmas music for you all (and I) to enjoy! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/wink.gif"&gt; Besides, I am going to be using lots and lots of emoticons in my entries from now. They may take some time to load (if you don't have a fast internet connection) but they're so cute! &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for now. If you have any sort of inquiries or comments to tell me, hit the taggie on the right, okay? The taggie's not there for display purposes only, mind you. &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies1/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14135291-113457882748018410?l=angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113457882748018410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14135291/posts/default/113457882748018410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelic-dreamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/starting-anew.html' title='Starting anew...'/><author><name>chinyin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8677/c67oi8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/cherrywinter29/smilies2/th_thinking.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
