<?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-22341787</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:36:54.445+08:00</updated><category term='Guys are disgusting?'/><category term='what cg mates sia. *jkjk*'/><category term='the problems lies with you or me?'/><category term='Far from good'/><category term='byebye FTMS heartofGodchurch'/><category term='Good from far'/><category term='Elgin was noisy. 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SHANNON ANTHONY WENDY CHERIE ANGELINE BAOER SHAWN ALSON SIMIN EMERLYN'/><category term='EYE&apos;S PAIN'/><title type='text'>ReBuNdAnTxMiiE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>312</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2027321903144453680</id><published>2009-02-25T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:01:20.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's bad day.</title><content type='html'>Today's a bad day. Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 15 years of life, its my very very first time that saw a teacher cry infront of me. Well, the teacher is too emotional. She cried because the class is rebellious, she cried because she feel bad punishing the rebelious guys. She's weird. Very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, today's tiring! Freaking tiring, alot of homeworks and stuff to do. Preparing for N levels? SHIT. N levels, faster come and faster end! I guess it will be f stress during the days. Well guys, Jiayou :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time pass very fast if we look back at time. My sec 1 life just seems so yesterday. The days I met Jianhui in a very funny way. My sec 2 playful life seems so yesterday, the days where I didn't even pay attention in classes but play a fool with Jolanda. Causing my results to drop like SHIT. My sec 3 seems to unforgetful, got alot of comments from friends that I seems very different, I start to know how important is studies and put effort into studying. Shandong seems so yesterday, I miss drinking with Sheena, Ks, Jh. Yes, just the 3 of them, no others which is rebundant, you guys should know who. *Lips like Sausages.* I got back from Europe for a month and it just seems so 1 hour ago :X The times where you got no stress of anything during the start of our journey. But sad to say, its preety stressful as the journey comes to the end. I'm afraid that I can't catch up for my studies. Tears just come as I start thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is tough, but we still have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : What are you going to do, if you are dying tml?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2027321903144453680?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2027321903144453680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2027321903144453680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2027321903144453680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2027321903144453680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-bad-day.html' title='Today&apos;s bad day.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8293792245869188266</id><published>2009-02-18T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:48:01.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the opportunity</title><content type='html'>To realise the importance of something, is to lost it once. Grab the opportunity before its too late. In a relationship, is it a must for guy to take the initiative? Through Europe trip, aunts and uncles told me that in Western side, its the girl who take the initiative and guys are just as shy as asian girls. For what I think, just grab the chances you had. If you saw a $1000 dollar note on the floor, will you pick it up? Just like you saw a great guy single, will you pick up? Even the $1000 dollarnote might come back and claim the money. At least you attempt to pick up right? You won't feel regret or heartbroken if other people pick it up and enjoy life with the $1000. Same goes to relationship. At least you tried rather than regretting in the future about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8293792245869188266?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8293792245869188266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8293792245869188266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8293792245869188266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8293792245869188266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/take-opportunity.html' title='Take the opportunity'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-1582844919170858282</id><published>2009-02-16T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:37:37.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe photos.</title><content type='html'>Most of the Europe photos in my facebook. Not all of them, but most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links below ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=219718&amp;amp;id=524160253&amp;amp;saved#/album.php?aid=219693&amp;amp;id=524160253"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=219718&amp;amp;id=524160253&amp;amp;saved#/album.php?aid=219693&amp;amp;id=524160253&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=219718&amp;amp;id=524160253&amp;amp;saved#/album.php?aid=219718&amp;amp;id=524160253"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=219718&amp;amp;id=524160253&amp;amp;saved#/album.php?aid=219718&amp;amp;id=524160253&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-1582844919170858282?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1582844919170858282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=1582844919170858282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1582844919170858282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1582844919170858282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/europe-photos.html' title='Europe photos.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4468671850932013755</id><published>2009-01-28T04:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:31:33.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BElguim</title><content type='html'>I want to stay right here in BElgium with my Cousins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4468671850932013755?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4468671850932013755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4468671850932013755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4468671850932013755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4468671850932013755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/belguim.html' title='BElguim'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-803097503670472915</id><published>2009-01-13T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:42:07.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese?</title><content type='html'>Wahhhhhhh, I'm so irritated by Chinese homework lah. I have been doing Chinese since last wed or so? Everyday! Finish the stupid chinese report of "sickness after the long holidays" Than, I tht everything is over till next week. But, sad to say. Need to chiong the stupid 30 compre and luckily, I got Joses and Jolanda to help me copy it. AFTER ALLLLLLLLLLLL! Now what?!&lt;br /&gt;Chinese COMPO! WTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. My chinese teacher always loveee to give homework and I dislike to write Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After people getting back their O levels, some how people felt discouraged. Suddenly, I felt that even people who has the ability to pass their Ns and go Sec 5, eventually they O levels marks are like 30points?! Somehow, suddenly I start to decide ITE. Welll, no doubts. ITE is never a school I considered in my life. But right now, somehow really felt being discouraged. AFRAID AFRAID AFRAID &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT GOING TO DO MY CHINESE COMPO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-803097503670472915?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/803097503670472915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=803097503670472915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/803097503670472915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/803097503670472915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese.html' title='Chinese?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6984448376290079773</id><published>2009-01-12T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:35:22.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O levelsss</title><content type='html'>Backbackback. Well, today's the release of O level results, there's of course people who are happy and sad. People who done well in their Os, congrats! Peope who don't really do well, continue working hard! HAHAHA. I was kinda shocked that Yanzhang was the topstudent of 5NA! As I heard from teacher that the top student is from 5a1'2008 a guy. At first I was thinking, Linus? Then when I was doing my chinese homework during Geog lesson and suddenly crapping that, what if its yanzhang? WAH, was totally very shocked when they announce its him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who scored 30 points, I think you guys can try Republic poly, with deduction of CCA points and others. Aiya, looking at those O level students getting those results, I myself also feel abit scared. Although, you have the ability to pass your N levels but its seems that most 5NA students will also end up in ITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, I don't know what to say any more. I WANNA GO STEAMBOAT! WED! WED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6984448376290079773?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6984448376290079773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6984448376290079773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6984448376290079773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6984448376290079773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-levelsss.html' title='O levelsss'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4207680039370491957</id><published>2009-01-11T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:54:30.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days?</title><content type='html'>5 more days to France! I'm so excited about MEATBALLS SPAGHETTI, BELGIUM CHOCOLATES. Last but not least, LOUIS VUITTON !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so sleepy now, but still got english homework not done. I think later or tml morning than do ba. Chinese homework too, but just copy from wl tml. Most prob is later around 11pm or 12 am? I want to eat steamboat before I leave for Europe. I'm going Chinatown mostly on tues or wed after school. Well, Go there myself -.- I might be going to school on Friday and leave aound 10.30am to cab home and head to airport. My flight is around 1.55pm and reach Charles de Gaulle, Paris international airport around 2am plus to 3am in Singapore and 8.50pm in Paris. Its gonna be a long flight, God bless. My butt gonna rot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz, I WANT WATCH INCREDIBLE TALES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4207680039370491957?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4207680039370491957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4207680039370491957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4207680039370491957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4207680039370491957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-more-days.html' title='5 more days?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6723811150014883914</id><published>2009-01-11T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:53:27.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys?</title><content type='html'>Well, I was wondering in the era is it possible that girls are much more independent and stop relying on guys. Somehow, I might just dislike some disgusting guys? I wonder why guys treat someone they like specially extremely good, but towards a girl-friend they are like SHIT! Pouring cold water, treating girls like SHIT, not gentleman at all! Afterall, right now, I don't understand what SHIT I'm typing. SHIT SHIT SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I see double? A week ago, I saw a guy in Ncore, a shop in Scotts Road. Today, I guess I saw the guy in Stage, a shop in Scotts Road. As I proceed to Ncore, I saw another similar guy. Well, I know they are brothers, as they are once in SGS. Right now, since Pet Society in Facebook is on maintenence, I'm going to take the time to recall whether the guy I saw last week in Ncore, issit the guy in Stage or Ncore today? Hahahaha, don't know what I crapping? Well, I don't know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes, brain kinda tired after doing tons of chinese cloze passage. Having thoughts of giving up after 5/6 of them. But just have the mindset that, just 2 or 3 more than tml will have less homework to finish. But after, still alot homework! I'm gonna get the answers from wl about the chinese cloze passage and finish all 50, so next time no need do myself * SMILES!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, suddenly I felt that I'm so clever! * just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Orchard today with Jianhui, walk till my feets are getting so painful. HAHAHAHA. Jianhui should stick to me on Monday! Just because, LINUS GONNA VISIT ME ON MONDAY! I guess Jianhui must be crying right now, someone's attached. But Jianhui having her love blossom now! Well, she understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gtg le lah. Hopefully pet society is working right now! SHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6723811150014883914?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6723811150014883914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6723811150014883914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6723811150014883914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6723811150014883914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/guys.html' title='Guys?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6183070215653911276</id><published>2009-01-09T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:30:29.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breezer</title><content type='html'>I just finish a bottle of Breezer. Yet I'm feeling damn HOT now! Itch over the body, legs, hands and body. Even small parts like toes felt the itchness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A SLEEP RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;29 more chinese compre to go. *done 1.&lt;br /&gt;1 more social studies essay to be done.&lt;br /&gt;1 more english vocab worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;8 questions of maths to do.&lt;br /&gt;1 more trading, profit &amp;amp; loss account to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MUST BE COMPLETE ON MONDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6183070215653911276?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6183070215653911276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6183070215653911276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6183070215653911276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6183070215653911276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/breezer.html' title='Breezer'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6845845404385987205</id><published>2009-01-08T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:52:45.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>France.</title><content type='html'>I leaving to France in about 8 more days! But excluding today should be 7 days. I have no idea why am I not updating my blog. Btw, there's lots lots lots of homework for me to do! I was suppose to make my IC ytd, unfortunately I didn't have the time to went down to ICA building. Oh yea, in the end I reach home around 10pm and chiong my maths homework till 10 plus and I sleep like a log ytd night. I went to Chinatown today to make some Chinese New Year goods. Then came back reunion dinner at home :D That's early. My bro bought a Crumpler Messenger Bag for 190 plus? He said, its for him to enjoy abit. Hahahaha. By the word enjoy abit, I tht of getting myself a Fred Perry or Head Porter bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 8 more days to France. And now its snowing heavily, there of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't accept the fact of waking up early to attend school!&lt;br /&gt;She bangs, she bangs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6845845404385987205?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6845845404385987205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6845845404385987205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6845845404385987205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6845845404385987205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/france.html' title='France.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4711223189784938871</id><published>2009-01-02T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:52:01.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date me out please!</title><content type='html'>Although, holidays are over. But I hope that, nothing seems different. We can go Orchard at night or even Shopping anytime. As well as, Manage our time well! DATE ME OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People who really hurt you are those closest to you, because you trust in them but they failed you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The reason why there is failed relationship is because people just wanna be loved by other but not love others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4711223189784938871?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4711223189784938871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4711223189784938871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4711223189784938871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4711223189784938871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/date-me-out-please.html' title='Date me out please!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3323535236503599128</id><published>2009-01-01T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:28:17.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new year</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back to blogging now. Hahaha, no more first post 29Nov le lah. For the past month, I was quite "busy". Well, I''m not sure busy with what too. Anyway, I really great birthday celebration. Thanks for those who wish me for birthday, thanks for those who celebrate for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year really pass super fast. A great change too. Still remember the last year new year celebration in church. Well, was abit worried for school too, whether how I interact with new classmates and get along with them. If I'm not wrong, I shared with Zach? Hahaha. Slowly, as Chinese New Year pass, Sengsang and I backslided from church. Sengsang was super agitated by someone's react. My ever first time seeing Sengsang nearly flare up? As so, we didn't really contact each other. Then slowly, as times goes by, Jianhui and I got to Shandong. Well, I was super happy that somehow I can go overseas by our schoolname. At least, I'm not someone who contribute nothing to the school. * &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that was my dream that period of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got to know people from the Express stream, Adele, Sheena, Joan, Kahsheng, Zheming and many more. For more info, during my sec 1 and 2, I don't even know a single friend from express. Hhahaha. I know I'm Anti-Social! Then slowly, we got to hangout together more often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhahaa. Anyway, I very tired to blog anything le. Next time then continue.&lt;br /&gt;Where's my birthday present!? KILL YOU ARH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3323535236503599128?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3323535236503599128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3323535236503599128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3323535236503599128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3323535236503599128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/brand-new-year.html' title='Brand new year'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-7308485227357342922</id><published>2008-11-29T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T02:08:06.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not asleep?!</title><content type='html'>WoooooooooooooOoOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;After so many days of being so busy and tired, finally I'm backed here. Well, past few days has been meeting up belle and been around Tampines area or SengKang. My parents are good or free enough to sent us around. Then back to uncle's house and my parents make friends with him! Just because uncle's job is to construct stuff and my mum wants him to make a changeover in our house. I've no idea why she's doing it as we are moving house in less than 1 year time. Maybe we are not moving? Maybe we move back to Kovan after few months of inconvenience for me going to school if we stay in that condo. Well, if we really move to the condo and happy with it. Jian gonna be very privilege about it. She can come swimming, gym or going school together if I really move there. Geeeeeeee, there's still a long time to go for moving ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been visiting Vivo City for 3 times in a week! The first time I went there was with Karin and Gregory and we took bus 80 there. Really felt so irritated and dizzy for the 2 hours bus ride. Just went there for Karin's pen! Anyway, in the end she didn't get it. We went back and I was complaining and nagging everyone to accompany me to chompchomp as I was really craving for cockles. Well, as Greg heard that I want to eat cockles and he got real afraid that he immediately rejected me. As the previous time we went a nearby coffeeshop around Adrian house for stingray and cockles and everyone there really got damn &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;irritated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by how I'm eating. Gosh, am I that scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time I went was on Thursday, went there with my lovely Karin again but this time with Vivian and Huiting. That day was real fun and didn't want to leave them to meet belle. But in the end, I went. Wahahaha. We played so hard in Vivo City. Walking in water, squeezing each other with toys. Trying to decide which restaurant for lunch. Many many more! Let's go Kbox soon okay!? I want Cineleisure outlet de :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third and last time of the week I went VivoCity is with Sheena, Weeliang and Kahsheng. Well, Sheena is bad enough for wanting us to meet at VivoCity as she's going chalet later on! I set 11.45am for my alarm and we are suppose to meet at 12pm. Goodness gracious. Sheena who rang me up at 11.30 and I start doing things slowly, bathing, lying on bed, walking and stuff. In the end, I was only late for 20 mins! We went playing with small little mini basketball. My dream is to be a basketballer! That's was what I told Weeliang and Kahsheng but they end up ignoring me. Sheena was pathetic enough to be bullied by us. Throwing balls, hitting with the styrofoam long stick. Next, Sheena went to her Godma's chalet and we train backed. Weeliang and Kahsheng stopped at Dhoby Ghaut as they went to eat. I didn't want to tag along as I was real tired and wanted my bed so badly. Actually I intend to watch ten-brothers, but I end up sleeping to 8.30pm when my dad calls me and I run downstairs to get my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was great, meeting up with fellow best friends. After months and months of busy-ing and putting aeroplanes. I finally got to meet them up. Well, I guess I want to meet up with Primary School friends too? Except Stephanie which sometimes I get to meet her up in uncle's house but we seldom really talk. Wahahahaha. Anyway, Next week gonna be a BLAST! I don't think I have any dates from Monday to Thursday. So I might be staying home to rest for a day or so? Then spend a day going down Tampines to shop alone. Sounds pathetic? The other days, date me out yea?! Let's go town. I miss the scents and everything of Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this days please really pardon me for saying "DARLING" or even "love you, love you" I do mean it but as a friend. Wahahaha. Jiehan and Jianhui should know about the love you, love you joke I had with my brother at home. They really laugh so hard about it and I start getting used to it and start spamming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I going off blogger. So tired and nothing to blogg!&lt;br /&gt;TAAAAAAA-DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;love you love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-7308485227357342922?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7308485227357342922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=7308485227357342922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7308485227357342922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7308485227357342922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-asleep.html' title='Not asleep?!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2278705289145134592</id><published>2008-11-25T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:13:40.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You guys know what?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, today I went for my eye checkup and waited for 2 hours! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, that's not the point. During registration, I gave the nurse my ez-link * no ic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then she did all the registration and everything. My birth year is 1993 yet she typed wrongly as 1933. Which cause my 74 years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then when I went in for doctor, She actually asked me " are you Lim Si Min? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mum and doctor started laughing. Went for eye checkup and congrats to me that I'm clarified colour blind. I can't see colours between brown and green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After eye checkup, My parents and I went to bank. For some condo stuff and to open my new account. But the prob is, I DON'T HAVE A IC! Most prob opening the account next year ba. After bank, we went for lunch and I went home. Was happily watching Hotshot and suddenly I fall asleep! Well, Belle called me and went down to meet her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most prob going Vivo with Greg and Karin tml. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Dec faster come! I'm going to start shopping during Dec! Wish me luck ah :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2278705289145134592?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2278705289145134592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2278705289145134592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2278705289145134592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2278705289145134592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/old.html' title='old?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-1877644770905230921</id><published>2008-11-23T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:04:42.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great is our God.</title><content type='html'>Is it time for Lim Si Min to grow up? Well, for friends among me, hanging out with me, going out with me, fooling around with me. Issit Si Min has grow up? Guess what?! I seems to start growing pimples on my cheeks. Not really sure is that pimples leh. Wtf -.- for the whole 14 years of life, my ever first time growing pimples on my cheeks. Well, I seems exaggerating but its somehow truth! I'm growing, I'm growing. Lim Si Min is growing up : D I'm turning 15years old soon, cheers for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to go town so badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to shop at Fareast so badly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to go shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my classmates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to force Zhenyu, Yuanjun to go toilet with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suddenly I miss screaming, shouting, singing How Great is our God with Sheena on the phone. Well, heard Pastor How has ordained to Reverend How. Gosh, that's so cool. Sadly, I didn't got a chance to attend the ordination or watch live telecast from CHC as I was still sleeping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was having a conversation with Siti, Why do people work? I means youths like us. Work for what sia? In our age, we don't really spend alot things. But why do youths work? Even people from very good family background work. But afterall, I don't really agree that youths work for part-time or full-time. I mean there's job that lets you work anyday you wants right? No limit that one week must must work 3 days or so? Well, we are still youths right? In every life, there's only a small little period of time being youth. Its either choose working or playing? In our age, ofcourse we choose playing lah! If not wait till our bones break and start playing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Afterall, maybe I have some disagreements with people. But that's only my part of view lah. No point quarrel over stuff ba. Well, do to others what you want others to do to you. Well, I've nothing to say anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-1877644770905230921?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1877644770905230921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=1877644770905230921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1877644770905230921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1877644770905230921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-is-our-god.html' title='Great is our God.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4704737159415862242</id><published>2008-11-22T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:23:24.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored : D</title><content type='html'>Wooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;First thing to say, Sengsang is comfirm now at Cambodia. After 17 days {?} of missing, finally he told me he is now at home. Somehow, really hope that he don't transfer over to PHS. Maybe I'm abit selfish but that's what I hope. Let God make the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second stuff, I'm really don't know what I'm thinking. When I have no dates out with friends, I feel super duper bored. But when I have dates continuously, I will feel damn sian that I feel like rotting at home but endup can't. As I don't really like to cancel dates when its setted. Why am I feeling that way? Well, I have no idea too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, How you guys going to celebrate Christmas?! For me, I don't know! But hopefully, its like crazy as last year. Afterall, its still all church stuff. Now, I'm off it. Well, most prob if I'm celebrating with my family, will be going out for dinner. But if I'm celebrating with my friends, lets go orchard and CHAO HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Sheeena is at Macau now! Makes me think of Macau stuff lah. The times when I dash into the casino. Which is really a great experience for me, looking at alot tables with don't know what stuff they gambling. Well, Sheeena becareful that you struck at Macau airport like me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, I'm damn dumb and stupid lah. When people talks to me on Msn, I easily felt irritated and annoyed. But when no one talks to me, I tends to talk to teng on msn but shortly, I stop replying her. Well, WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging also damn sian lah. Like nothing much to post de lah, I wonder why people can blog so much things. I really crack my ass brain blogging what's above. Well, I guess my brain cells are dying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Taiwan! Suddenly feel like taking planes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4704737159415862242?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4704737159415862242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4704737159415862242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4704737159415862242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4704737159415862242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/bored-d.html' title='Bored : D'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3422265317949292494</id><published>2008-11-22T01:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T01:23:40.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neh going Macau!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, Went out with Jesslin and Sheena today. We went Bishan for PastaMania and it was Sheena's treat. I don't know why. But anyway, thanks Sheena! Maybe because of Jesslin, so I got the treat by Sheena, anyway thanks Jesslin! Wahahah. I sounds so weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Just some words to say for next year 4 express. Which are Sheena's batch. I've got a great news for you guys! You guys most prob going to have best buddy to accompany you study next year! You guys gotta pass you O levels results with flying colours with *scroll now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271159477262147106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SSbrneSk3iI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bNSIS9nq-Cw/s200/Frog-" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Closer look!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;300 plus small frogs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271160986778465170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SSbs_VrT85I/AAAAAAAAAXw/6i3sBfHAhBw/s200/Frog+by+5a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh, I'm so envy of you guys. Got 300 plus good buddy to accompany you guys for O levels. Jiayou ah! Comfirm can get flying colours with the Whoop whoop whoop sounds. Hahahaha. If you want to know whose the culprits of letting those frogs into the pond. Well, ask me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3422265317949292494?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3422265317949292494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3422265317949292494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3422265317949292494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3422265317949292494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/neh-going-macau.html' title='Neh going Macau!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SSbrneSk3iI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bNSIS9nq-Cw/s72-c/Frog-' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2012625511384000596</id><published>2008-11-19T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:22:46.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss siti!</title><content type='html'>Gosh, as what Siti says holidays are too long. Well, for me. I don't have any feeling or comments about it. I'm given 2 months of break and of course I enjoy this 2 months and use it wisely. But of course, I miss Siti Nur Aini! Wow, if you meet someone everyday, talk to someone everyday, don't you feel weird about not meeting or talk anymore? Well, its really totally awkward -.- I miss chatting with Siti in class, fooling with her, scolding teachers among me and her, talking back to teachers when I feel unhappy. So many great memories. Sec 3 life will go. The best year to play and learn. As long pants/upper sec won't get bullied easily. Sec 4, although won't get bullied, but national exams are coming no choice but to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did went out of my house to take a look at the outside world! I went to Marina for Seoul Garden today with Belle. We totally stinks when we got out of the restaurant. As she needs to work tonight, so we went home at 4pm. I went to meet up with Greg and Karin at superbowl around 5pm and there we play till 6.30 then went for greg dinner. Meet up Zhiqiang and both, Zhiqiang and Greg came my house gambling till 10.30pm. Of course I won alot alot lah! Thanks to the song. Hhehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Hong Seng Sang? I guess he is either in Hong Kong right now or Cambodia. Goshgoshgosh, I feel so weird that suddenly because of timing differences, the common people I used to talk, all missing! Aiyo, Jolanda faster come back lah! We go out eat steamboat. Seng Sang faster come back lah! We go eat Japanese food. Joses faster come back lah! Say want to meet up before you go back, now you in indonesia. Aiyo, everyone come back don't go overseas lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is back from ShangHai! My pay is here. $150 here I come! : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2012625511384000596?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2012625511384000596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2012625511384000596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2012625511384000596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2012625511384000596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-siti.html' title='Miss siti!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-825640529803669961</id><published>2008-11-18T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:37:43.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a good friend?</title><content type='html'>I WANT TO SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this days I have shitting everywhere I go. Really have a hard time for it. Maybe I got influence by my classmates. Hhhahaha. Adrian, Kittisak, Jianhui, Jiehan and many more which always go school toilet and shit! Saving every little piece of tissue paper just to go toilet to shit, asking around for tissue. Some even smoke and shit at the same time! And come back telling me, its damn shiok -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, I argee with Siti alot alot. I miss Geography, Physics lesson. Ahhhhhhhh, all those fun times, we had together esp during geog lesson. Which I show my attitude, my rebellious side. Hhehee. But still, I'm a good student! Using handphone infront of teacher yet didn't got scolded but in fact others who use it at the same time being scolded. Sleep during geog lesson and don't know what to do for works. Asking around, in the end my friends told teacher that I was sleeping and wanted her to explain again. Yea, she got pissed off to explain again. Talking and playing during physics lesson, but together learning new things too. I love the way of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for the new year with new challenges. But yea, that's still a fear inside me. My parents never pressurize before or during the paper. However, they do that after all the papers, always asking me whether can I get scholarship or whatever shit. Damn irritating. I don't want to be like Jianhui's face. $.$ Well, she do everything for the sake of money! She study hard to get good results for the sake of bursary! She work because of money! Aiyo, money face lah -.- I know Jian will be reading this. Hhahahha no offences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This days I really in love with Pussycat Dolls. Don't you find them HOT and their dance are super attracting. Their songs, can really hear piano or drum beats. The 5 girls, Nicole, Jessica, Kimberly, Ashley, Melody. I find Ashley damn chio and sexy. Kimberly legs are super amazing! Afterall, I miss those drum beats. Where's the hi-hat, right tomtom, left tomtom, crash, snare, bass? Ahhhhhhhh. I miss lessons at Yamaha, every thurdays got to sit infront of the drumset and really go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzz. I don't know what to post le lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-825640529803669961?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/825640529803669961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=825640529803669961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/825640529803669961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/825640529803669961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-good-friend.html' title='What a good friend?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6747881203759846187</id><published>2008-11-17T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:43:39.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit!</title><content type='html'>Wahhhhhhhhh, life without my dad is super boring de lah! I mean, no income for me leh -.- But, one actual fact is that, we have been having international food! To seize the chance of my mum using the credit card given from my dad. Since sunday breakfast/lunch, we went to have HongKong's dimsum. Then we head over to Cineleisure to meet my brother's friend, we went Chinatown to get cheesecake. After that, we went to have Thai food. We had Mcdonald for lunch as my mum wants it. Then I was nagging, complaining, pestering my mum to bring me for Japanese food. Anyway, my dad will be back in 2 days. Seriously, I also can't stand eating so much restaurant food, I mean, I'm abit sick of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what job I'm taking at my dad's office. Well, my job is to keep my mum accompanied? But sometimes, helping to carry stuff if my bro wasn't there. Well, I hope to have this job forever but staying in office is damn bored! I'm so so so bored that I nearly rang up my dad at ShangHai to tell him that " daddy, I very sian leh! " Ofc, I didn't lah. I'm not that lame or childish *although I'm still 14. Well, most probably I will rang up my dad tomorrow ba. Miss him too much ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bored, damn bored, damn bored. Wooooooooo, currently chatting with Sheena. She's totally so so so crazy. Keeping singing singing singing about the song, Hot N Cold by Katy Perry. Alrights, Its really a rare chance to hear Sheena singing pop songs as all she sings is Christian musics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I want to recommend this Music Video. However I can't find it on website. Well, check up Imeem or Youtube okay?! The song is, 对不起（棒棒堂，王子）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEENA! STOP YOUR WOMANISER-ING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6747881203759846187?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6747881203759846187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6747881203759846187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6747881203759846187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6747881203759846187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/shit.html' title='Shit!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2781079050246117873</id><published>2008-11-16T18:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:12:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Lamborghini</title><content type='html'>Well well well, I got something IMPORTANT to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, went town with my mum, bro and bro gf. Andand you know what? When we are about to leave. Thanks godness we walk the long way to the carpark. We saw a ORANGE LAMBORGHINI! Gosh, suddenly everyone on the street was stunted. I start screaming at my mum. Lamborghini leh! My mum still went, " aiya, you name yourself red lamborghini lah -.-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since young, I have always been telling my parents that they should buy me a red lamborghini when I turn 18years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SR_91isxgzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2b1cgXBTrdU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269209185336263474" style="WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SR_91isxgzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2b1cgXBTrdU/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lamborghini Murciélago LP640 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SR__KL5wGVI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/PGE51wvZrwY/s1600-h/1999%2520Lamborghini%2520Rinspeeddiablo%252001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269210639505561938" style="WIDTH: 446px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SR__KL5wGVI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/PGE51wvZrwY/s200/1999%2520Lamborghini%2520Rinspeeddiablo%252001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SR__XTKYGuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/5WZTco3hq_s/s1600-h/2005_lamborghini_gallardo_spyder_concept_06_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269210864792640226" style="WIDTH: 496px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SR__XTKYGuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/5WZTco3hq_s/s200/2005_lamborghini_gallardo_spyder_concept_06_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2005 lamborghini gallardo spyder concept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think those cars are so much cooler. I mean looks cool. That's my dream car! In future, I'm going to woo after guys who drive those cars. Whoever, going to buy this car. Tell me! I go be your girlfriend ah. Oh btw, who buy me Lamborghini. 100% chopchop plus stamp, I married to you. Hhahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2781079050246117873?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2781079050246117873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2781079050246117873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2781079050246117873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2781079050246117873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/orange-lamborghini.html' title='Orange Lamborghini'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SR_91isxgzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2b1cgXBTrdU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5841480590591570058</id><published>2008-11-15T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:27:59.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat and steamboat!</title><content type='html'>Gosh, Waste time, waste time and waste all my time!&lt;br /&gt;This end year holiday doesn't seem a holiday for me. Well, I'm asking around whether how do i spend my past holidays. I guess, its still like, rot at home, rot rot and rot. But after June holiday, it starts to grow flowers rather than rotting. Yeah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seems to be quite busy for the oncoming holidays. Monday &amp;amp; tues, going dad office to help my mum. Woah! Gonna get 150 bucks for that. Then, wed going down for my eye checkup. Thur gonna rot at home and wait for Sheena to come staying overnight at my house. Friday! Going out with Jessslin and Sheeena. Suddenly, excited about it &gt;.&lt; Like damn super long never meet up with friends already. After outing with Jesslin and Sheena, Sheena is going Macau. Hope that she got stuck at Macau airport too. Then she will know how pathetic, bored, irritating I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that this holidays many friends are going overseas, one after one. All dumping me away. Some work, some travel, some got BF/GF! Go lah Go lah, spend your precious time with your stead lah, don't want me liao lor. I go and be my lonely old hag le. What best friends sia. Good lor, found your happinese then throw friends. Rich lor, Holidays keep travelling around world. Pangseh me this poor assss in Singapore. Wahahahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bored damn bored. When want go gym? when want go swimming? when want go sentosa? when want go play pool? when want shopping? when want go play basketball with class clique? when want ton and play cards at someone's house?when my birthday chalet coming?when i turn 16? WHEN I'M GOING TO GET MY HOMEWORK STARTED! Weeeeeeeeeeeeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at some senior's blog and it sounds so exciting, sad, fun to graduate. Whole class taking photos around parts and parts of SGS. With teachers, security and many many more. Being a naughty student for the past 4/5 years. Being kicked out of classes by teacher and went to move the ants structures, taking photos of being punished. Running away from classes and teachers. Oh man, those sounded so so so bad. But it really do happen. Guess some of them should be guilty? Culprits, 5A1. Next year, I'm going school alone, I'm paying every thing for myself, etc food, water, books, taxi fare. *only if i got a rich boyfriend* I'm not going to see my brother wearing school uniform. Goshgoshgosh! I'm excited for the results taking of theirs. But sadly, I don't think I can attend. Nevermind, Jian will also be excited to see Linus in uniform. Wahahahhaaha. her biggest dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5841480590591570058?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5841480590591570058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5841480590591570058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5841480590591570058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5841480590591570058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/steamboat-and-steamboat.html' title='Steamboat and steamboat!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-1212901255975149871</id><published>2008-11-13T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:54:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hellll!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I'm currently damn bored lah. Wth. Jo is currently at San Francisco, I guess she is still sleeping or just awake ba. Cause its only 7.30am over there. The stupid timing differences really sucks hell lot. No matter what, now I'm alone at home. I guess my bro and mum went to Terminal 3 to send my dad off. Btw, his going ShangHai for some exhibition. Wthhhhhh! He's not bringing me over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bored, damn bored. Aiya, why is this world full of relationship problems. Damn sian de, you know? Tolerance, give in and take is part of a relationship. Its no point keep giving in and the other party won't give a damn but still asking for more. Most importantly, whenever facing any problems just speak up. Don't ever wait until problems start piling up to a state that no one can help the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, I also don't know what I'm saying lor. Crap so much, I'm also a failure in relationship. Sometimes, I enjoy being lonely. Taking bus alone, doing things alone. Or doing things with any friends, no such things as report to my boyfriend. But of course there's time, when I feel like having a boyfriend being with me. Duh -.- someone I likes lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder sometimes, people insisted that they don't care about the person anymore. But will they actually still care about him from the bottom of their hearts? I won't deny that although I say don't care, but somehow still will think about it ba. I always say I hate him, I dislike him, I don't want to see him. But sometimes, the actual fact is, I still will think back about the past we had. But never do I ever regret breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah! I say what's from my heart. Hhehehe. DAMN BORED NOW! This 2 weeks, I have friends travelling over the country playing hide and seek. The whole world becomes our playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pardon me awhile, as I'm damn bored that I going to twit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiiyahhh, dunchh caree soo muchhx larhsz. Frrom my bottomm ofx moiixx heaarttx, iiex dunchh noeeex whadd tuhh do siaals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, that's killing me, I took 10 mins typing out those words. Super twit lah! Hopefully you guys can understand that. Cause I somehow dunno what I'm typing. Anyway, I'm excited for the future. What's going happen. AHhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-1212901255975149871?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1212901255975149871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=1212901255975149871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1212901255975149871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1212901255975149871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-hellll.html' title='What the hellll!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2119317002140742979</id><published>2008-11-12T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T15:28:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great life?</title><content type='html'>How great my life can be? Well, kinda rotting at home. I don't deny that I miss church, somehow with church it seems to have mission to accomplish. Which really makes life meaningful. Still remember my June holidays? Everyday waking up at 7plus to go school for record challenge. It's not really a mental challenge and also physical challenge too. No matter what, I'm still trying to make my end year holiday meaningful and useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went back to school ytd for some checkup and to meet up with Mr Paul. Then head over to have lunch with belle. Tht of meeting Siti for movie but she's sick, take care. After that, we headed home. Btw, on my way home I was looking at some Xinghua Primary School mates with their report books. Which really makes me think back about past in Primary school. Times where we bullied some juniors and got scolded by Discipline Mistress. Everyday talking about nonsense in class, being punish by teachers and being sent to counsellor or Principal.&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the way walking home, I saw Welna! She really changed alot. As I was looking from far, I was wondering. Whose the girl in such trendy looks and high boots. Then she walked pass me, of course, SHOCKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, People growing, people changing. Rmb once Welna was my sec 2 maths tutor. But now, I'm growing sec 4. Suddenly, I'm excited for the new year to happen. Different year, Different challenges, Different stress, Different consequences. Newly year, Sheena and friends getting prepared for their O levels. Jianhui, Siti and classmates together with me getting prepared for our N levels. Getting on our nerves. Right now, I still have the dream of being an Accountant. By now, I guess we should have already set our targets and goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeeeeeeeeee. It's really all craps. Oh yea! Most of my friends have been already back to their country or overseas now. Jolanda is back to America and she asked me what I want for my birthday! Hhehee, I want Obama. Joses is back to Indonesia yesterday, he send me msges which is really from the bottom of his heart ah. Kittisak is back to Thailand yesterday and a few couple days later, he's going Taiwan. I guess, Sengsang is already back to Cambodia, as he currently missing. The last day of our chat is 4th Nov or 5th Nov. Which really makes me weird as he always used to msn me everynight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2119317002140742979?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2119317002140742979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2119317002140742979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2119317002140742979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2119317002140742979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-life.html' title='Great life?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5832703381501348611</id><published>2008-11-08T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:58:21.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misses.</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I miss all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I miss all my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Siti, for always chatting about stuff during lesson time yet teacher never ever punish us. She always listen to my naggings, complains and still there for me always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jianhui, for always listening to my naggings, complains and got irritated. We didn't really quarrel throughout this year. She's one of the 5 ShanDong clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jiehan, for she will always brainwash our brains. Still remember those days, although I had a boyfriend. But it seems that I never noticed how fortunate I'm to others. Devotion for Jiehan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Annabelle, for she will always advice on me. Whenever I meet any problems or feel sad. I can easily find her on msn. Yup, She gave me a phrase lately which makes me think positively. Which is " He will be yours, if he's yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Felica, for she never fails to bring smile upon us. Her aunty aunty action makes me laugh like a crazy woman. She's the one accompany through Maths lesson whenever I'm alone. She's the one sharing Greentea, fans, formula, m&amp;amp;ms during exams period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Gregory, for he really doesn't have any difference between guys and girls. Although, he's a guy and I'm a girl. I never hesitate to ask any guy problems when I'm having dilemma. Mostly, I get to know how a guy feels through greg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Yongsheng, for his is my god-brother. As he is my god-brother and that's why we are close. There's no other meaning! He is someone that I can sms anytime, any day, any where. Whenever, feeling bored or troubled, he will be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Joses, for his my best best buddy. We knew each other since sec 1. Whenever, I'm facing any problems. I can talk to him on msn. A great Christian friend. He never fails to bring happiness, laughter to the class and to teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sheena, for she never fails to call me every night. She's there for me whenever and I hope to be there for her whenever she needs me. She never fails to be a Siao Char Bo with me. I appreciate her, I'm jealous of her that she's strong. Every one faces problems, just that how we handle it. Moreover, she's one of the 5 ShanDong clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sengsang, for he never bring lonely to his world. I knew him since last year. A very cute young little boy, which can be bullied easily. I'm envy of him that he doesn't have any relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's really too many to go. If you guys are really interested than, I continue on next post.&lt;br /&gt;Its really a very random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It will be yours, if its yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will feel happy for you, for no matter what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Although we might not be together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But maybe I will want to let you know, 我喜欢你.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Loving you is a greatest ever sin, I ever made&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5832703381501348611?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5832703381501348611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5832703381501348611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5832703381501348611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5832703381501348611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/misses.html' title='Misses.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-372390082134182070</id><published>2008-11-07T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:27:47.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian.</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhh. Today is like what-a-day. Got a call from Mr Paul De Souza for about the letter of going to see doctor. Freako, going checkup liao lah. Stop chasing me for checkups, I got so many checkups to go for. Going for Eye checkup, the dental checkup. Woah, broke alr lah! Woke up at 1.30pm and start to get ready to Wisma. Actually I tht of rotting at home today. Since so many people going overseas on the same day and I was like "lets rot at home and miss those people". But in the end, I didn't know how to reject Jian, so I went out to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that I have 4 friends going overseas today! The 2 best boy friends cliques, my ex-churchmate, my classmate.Should know who issit ba? Ex-churchmate is Sengsang and classmate is Siti. The 2 best friends, easily guessed. BORED! It makes me wonder what are they doing over the small part of the world. Sengsang - Cambodia. Siti - Genting Highland. Mari - Batam with Kittisak &amp;amp; gang. Calvin - Japan. I don't deny that I start missing them. Suddenly so many people lost infront of me. Maybe its really time for me to learn how to let things go and come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm suddenly in-a-mood of not doing anything. Maybe because, I knew somethings. Aiya, he got the choice of being with which girl ma. Moreover, being with a girl doesn't meant anything. I should have confident and trust in him. Dang, sometimes in people's mind, " You want to read something, but you know you end up get hurt but still you have the curiousity to read it "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet him up, but somehow, I scare meeting up and end up he do small things to make me feel a little sad. So I didn't went to meet up. But somehow, I miss him. The feel of missing him but didn't want to meet him. Aiyo, I hate it sia. Why can't everything rewind to days that I never ever thought of having a boyfriend. Those days which are really carefree, there's no such things called, relationship problems. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, When did I started to have relationship. The stupid guy whose corrupt my life! You know who you are, one of the 5 Shan Dong clique. But of course, I still thank him for letting me strong and know more about relationship. Moreover, I get to know someone through him : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Off I go to start missing people who went overseas : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-372390082134182070?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/372390082134182070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=372390082134182070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/372390082134182070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/372390082134182070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/sian.html' title='Sian.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2323659202504396470</id><published>2008-11-06T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:41:56.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing hide and seeks.</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhh, this coming 2 weeks alot people are playing hide and seeks around the world. People going overseas, come back and I will be away or the next day people will be away. Its like, all playing hide and seeks around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's nothing much to blog about ba? Just that this days have been abit boring. Still remember that those weeks after exams. My days will be book fully. But nah for now, perhaps I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play pool!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going gym later on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2323659202504396470?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2323659202504396470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2323659202504396470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2323659202504396470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2323659202504396470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/playing-hide-and-seeks.html' title='Playing hide and seeks.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-850725717670694480</id><published>2008-11-04T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:15:30.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300th post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What the. Life is really like what the. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I afraid really afraid. No one there for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening to other stories, placing me into their positions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't be that strong.&lt;br /&gt;How do they overcome it?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still finding alot stupid excuses, reasons to just bluff myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-850725717670694480?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/850725717670694480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=850725717670694480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/850725717670694480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/850725717670694480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/300th-post.html' title='300th post.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4207776571712447693</id><published>2008-11-04T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:36:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall again.</title><content type='html'>I'm weak again. I dislike this feel. Its just that I have fall again. I once this feeling and it really sucks. I have to face everything by myself. Where's my brother? He's having his O levels. Where's my friends? All busy working. I'm dead beat. Can I find a corner and hide myself? I really very tired. Although, I have friends around me. But I still feel the emptiness in me. Although, I have my family with me. But I still feel the emptiness in me. Its like totally super empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finally know how weak I am. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I not the strong girl, everyone sees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I really have someone just beside me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm really very tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to face everything by myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there a time where I can take a break and have fun or go wild with friends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss the time where I'm drunk and go crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I have some friends to support me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4207776571712447693?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4207776571712447693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4207776571712447693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4207776571712447693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4207776571712447693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall-again.html' title='Fall again.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3395178325608649453</id><published>2008-11-01T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:34:52.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Afterall, its still 自作多情. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;好想哭，但却哭不出。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;只好默默的等待。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;好孤单，好孤独。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;好想好想知道，你对我的感觉。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I'm dead. I really need to return school one day. I haven submit my form. Anyway, I have not start or take a look at my homework! Craps! There's quite alot homework. But I guess the most difficult is the Chinese book. Its like? Might just get some help from friends. Hahaha. I'm really super pathetic, noobshit, lonely. Woke up at 2pm and need to go out and buy food alone later on! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3395178325608649453?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3395178325608649453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3395178325608649453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3395178325608649453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3395178325608649453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/afterall-its-still_01.html' title=''/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2363873025153285566</id><published>2008-10-31T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:55:21.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored life.</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Life is damn damn super duper uber bored can? Suppose to meet up with Karin but she sms me that today's meeting is cancel. At first I didn't really wanted to attend as I was real tired, slept at 5am and waking up at 11.30am to meet her? But I didn't say anything as its been real long since we go out together. But who knows? She might have read my mind. I slept all the way to 1pm. As my bro got home and wake me up. Dislike him! So I woke up and watch Hotshot till 4.30pm and was super hungry as I didn't have any thing for the whole day. But sadly, no friends wanna accompany me. Hiax, the rest of my life will gonna be a old lonely ah ma le :X Yes, I sounds pathetic right? I got no friends :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siansiansian. Life is super boring. I don't know what my life gonna be. When I have dates going out, I turn out to be super sian and wanted to stay home. But I don't have any dates and end up rotting at home, I will also turn out to be super sian. What my life is man!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darndarn. How great is life, if I can control love. Make people I like, to fall for me too, so we live happily ever after. Moreover, make people I dislike to go far far. Its super duper miserable that you feel hurt and wanna cry out. But just your tears keep inside you and cannot drop out from your eyes. Even you want to cry also cannot :X That's super duper miserable. I guess, the only way is to make you, yourself as busy as possible. So you are very very tired and sleep, next day get busy again! Everyday is the same so you wouldn't have anytime to start having wild imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is no proud. It is not rude, It is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoice with the truth. It always protect, always trusts, always hope, always perserves. Love never fails. 1 corinthains 13: 4-8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2363873025153285566?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2363873025153285566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2363873025153285566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2363873025153285566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2363873025153285566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored-life.html' title='Bored life.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3292071062998367493</id><published>2008-10-30T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:33:54.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored bored bored.</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday seems so bored. Life is getting boring. How great if I stay over the chalet, but nah. Hhehehe. I got the Hotshot part 2 dvd. I'm gonna watch it real soon! But, I'm kinda busy. Meeting up with Karin at Hougang interchange tml at 1pm. I'm very afraid that I will overslept. As this few days I woke up at 1pm or even 3pm. Will set my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play pool today and meet up with Kittsak and his friends. While I'm playing with Jianhui, Kittisak suddenly appear. Which makes Jianhui's total of 7 balls to me losing to her. Ohoh, got laogong come visit you than can win me :/ hahahahs, anw Jianhui and Kittisak are fake couple. Just for the sake of entertaining. No other meaning. Don't get the wrong idea. For any, Jianhui and Kittisak secret admirer, relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. Yes, we are playful. That's 3A1. Anw, goodluck for every 3A1'09 peoples! You guys will get it from teachers. Then you will know what's stress uh! Hahaha. Right 3a1'08 peeps?! *ahem* " 3A1 IS THE FIRST TOP CLASS OF THE NORMAL ACADEMICS, WE MEANS THAT YOU GUYS ARE THE POTENTIALS TO GO SEC 5, WHY ARE YOU GUYS GETING THIS MARKS?!" Hahahaha sounds familiar or rather familiar right? Stressssssssfulllll uhuh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sengsang! You gotta get from me, if you leak any of my secrets out. Zzzzzzzz. You gonna get from me. Don't let the cats out of the bags ah! If ever dare to spill the beans, IM GONNA CHOP YOU INTO MANY MANY PIECES AND THROW YOU BACK TO CAMBODIA! Wahahahaha, so damn paiseh lah. Want to know just ask me over msn or face to face. I don't mind telling anyone about it. I mean, why I'm paiseh for :/ Infact people will get bored after I reveal the answer! Dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, did he wasted his 15 years of life being so crude and rude? It just simply reflect on his family and parents. Ain't it disgraceful of your parents? So what I'm bias over him? I picked up his call even my hands are wet and yet he screamed shouting, asking for other people, not even a Hello or Please, just straight away " where is him!!?" I'm really very sick and tired about it lah. Get a life man. Why issit everytime, we communicate and end up quarreling. It only makes me hate you even more. The one asking to be back friends, is you! The one who say don't talk is also you! What you want man. Moreover, its nothing related to you anymore le ba? STFU. You know who you are. __&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3292071062998367493?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3292071062998367493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3292071062998367493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3292071062998367493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3292071062998367493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored-bored-bored.html' title='Bored bored bored.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4094159778512426012</id><published>2008-10-30T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:49:09.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bad day.</title><content type='html'>Today today, 29 October 2008. What a bad bad bad day! Although I woke up on time, but however I'm still late meeting Siti and Azureen. But Jian is even later. Btw, on the way to AMK hub, I fall down while walking the stairs. There was two Lao Ah Mah beside me, all I do was to smile at them and run away! Thenthen, busstop, both of them came to talk to me. Saying that my skin is fair. I was like laughing all the way. Then, We waited for Jianhui for around 30mins? What a day -.- I dislike to wait. After High School Musical movie, we head down to Gerald's Chalet. Don't really want to go at first, as its far and kinda bored. But, overall its kinda fun. After 3 years of friendship with Chuen Kiat. Its the first time I said "happy birthday" to him. Yes, I'm a lousy friend. Ohoh, btw while walk beside the pool of the chalet. There was one lady who jump off the pool and water splash on me. All I did is scream! Jianhui was like " -.- your reaction so big for what" I just continue walking. And I nearly drop into the drain! Somehow, although the chalet is kinda bored bored. But I find its a great chance for schoolmates to meet up. If not I will not get to see Alvin, Adrian, Gerald, CK, Annabelle, Christine and etcetc people. I went home alone and I got off the wrong busstop and end up walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, My phone went dead at the chalet and I went to charge it. The stupid asshole, Chng Yong Sheng, don't know where not happy. So coincidence, sms-ed me. My phone vibrated and drop down from more than 1metre high for 2 times -.- Gerald and his friends then told me. And the side buttons are abit faulty now. Hate him! Sian then contact me, not sian dont contact. Just nice, contact and cause my phone dropped. Of course, I'm so angry that I ignore his msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is really what a bad day. Btw, High School Musical is a nice movie, I mean nice ending. Yes, I argee with Jesslin that what High School Musical is what everyone wants for High School. Hahahhaa. Once Wildcats, always Wildcats. Same goes to me, not only for High School. Even for now, 2 more years to graduate. Wonder what will happen. Ahhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mama, She pass me my cheque le! Means I got money money money le le le!&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahhaa. Loves loves loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4094159778512426012?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4094159778512426012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4094159778512426012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4094159778512426012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4094159778512426012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-bad-day.html' title='What a bad day.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-55292486080441213</id><published>2008-10-28T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:19:38.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3more days to my newly monthly allowance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh, faster next month lah! I got no more money le lah.&lt;br /&gt;Left with 20 pathetic bucks. Tml still going watch HSM3. How to survive ah!?&lt;br /&gt;I pray that my MAMA faster pass me the Cheque lah! and hopefully I got extra allowances.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe. I kinda spend alot for this month lah? My mama give me the montly cheque, yes I banked in. Andand! Now, my brother lend me money. My papa gimme money. Zzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is kinda good. If he walk to me asking whether I'm going out. I just tell him yes and he will ask " you got money meh?" Ofcouse I no money lah. And he automatically gimme 20 bucks or half of his wallet money. Heheheh. Although he always point middle finger to me : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My papa, I will always ask money from him. Till he gets irritated. Then guaiguai gimme 20 bucks or more. Depends on how much I ask from him. Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 3 more pathetic days to go!&lt;br /&gt;No money, no food, no shopping, no gaming, no movies, no clothes, no life.&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-55292486080441213?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/55292486080441213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=55292486080441213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/55292486080441213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/55292486080441213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-more-days.html' title='3 more days!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-190372461578235300</id><published>2008-10-28T15:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:22:15.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>Dang. I have not been blogging for days, as I was kinda busy? or I can say LAZY! Wahahaha. Btw, I need to save money nowadays for my Europe shopping. Our first stop is Paris, LV and etc etc branded stuff will be cheaper by 1/4 there and newest model which have not appear in Singapore. Wahahaha, hopefully my parents will buy me the wallet, as it them who tempted me leh! Zzzzzzzzz. Moreover, we will be going Belgium at the last few stops. And I gonna get alot Belgium chocolates! My mum wanted me to do some research about Europe. I'm kinda looking forward for the trip, but not after the trip. Paris, Eiffel tower, Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was about to sleep at 2am and Sheena the stupid woman called my phone. Then all the way we chat to nearly 3am. Finally she let me off and sleep! Happily sleeping to 3pm in the afternoon, a totally of 12hours sleeping. Cool huh -.- andand, I'm here yawning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I will most prob staying home today! Cause no one wants to go out with me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So no choice, I'm going to stay home, playing comp games and hopefully there's people chatting with me over the msn :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, some stupid photo of me and Sheena webcamming :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of our unglam photos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SQa8cE1s9QI/AAAAAAAAAWI/CPuN4HpyDFo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262100405150348546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SQa8cE1s9QI/AAAAAAAAAWI/CPuN4HpyDFo/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SQa9O_AVlrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/3QCJ3zIquiM/s1600-h/untitled(1).bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-190372461578235300?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/190372461578235300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=190372461578235300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/190372461578235300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/190372461578235300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SQa8cE1s9QI/AAAAAAAAAWI/CPuN4HpyDFo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-1110994944943585056</id><published>2008-10-23T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:26:37.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of sec 3 life.</title><content type='html'>The last day of sec 3 life. But I don't feel being graduated. Am I going up to sec 4? The word 4 makes me fear. Sec 3 life was great and short. Rmb those days when I was abit terrified with Adrian and Alvin as they both of them are living in their own world. But as times goes by, we bond together and we chat like siao now. The 2 orange gays sitting next to me. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard which is someone which always emoemo. Although sometimes me and Siti really get irritated by him. But we still tolerate everything. For me, I tolerate as I think he is lonely. Sitting next to me, trying to talk to him. But it seems that our conversation is about dull and suck-ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another class clique, Siti which is someone I knew since sec 1, but not as close as now. Its really my pleasure to sit with you. I learn not to be racist, every moment of lesson when I'm having some compliment, I will nag at her. End up, we will not listen to lesson but we knew it. Great isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 great class cliques of us. Felicia, Annabelle, Jiehan , Jianhui, Gregory, Yongsheng and Me! Its really great to know you guys this year. Everyone coming from different classes and we have the fate to meet each other in our secondary 3 life. Through this year, our life is going up and down like a rollercoaster. There's times with relationship problems, friendship problems, result problem and many more. No matter what, we will be together okay? As for relationship problems, all of us can shared together and solve the problems. If anyone really wanna breakdown, go ahead! You will feel better. Results, although the current results, I will feel abit lonely in Secondary 5. But next year all of you guys must work hard! Then I won't seems to be lonely. Jiayou : D  8 of us are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is super bored for the lesson before recess. The three of us, Jianhui, Kittisak and Me. Chatting over stupid things. Fighting around during POA and Physics lesson. Its really great that we secondary 2 classmates are still bonding great together. Hehe : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Arman is leaving. Although he didn't teach me. But today its the last day we are talking together. Next year, I won't get any chance to talk to him anymore. The last phrase we said to each other, GOODLUCK! I said good luck to him and he said good luck to me too. Its seems that we didn't bid a goodbye. Anyway, I seems to miss him, talking to him around corridors. Great knowing him. Although he had never teach me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's too much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Joses Micheal should be coming back to sgs next year ya?&lt;br /&gt;Not to be a bad girl, hopefully he don't go Australia : D&lt;br /&gt;Cya guys next year : D 2 months never see you all leh :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-1110994944943585056?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1110994944943585056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=1110994944943585056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1110994944943585056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1110994944943585056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day-of-sec-3-life.html' title='The last day of sec 3 life.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4947358278853788983</id><published>2008-10-22T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:58:10.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a school day -.-</title><content type='html'>What a bad school day. I was suppose to wake up at 6.30am to get ready for school. But who knows? I slept all the way to 7.10am as my mum called me. Then I start rushing to wash up and into uniform to dash to school. As I promised Jianhui to come to school today, so no choice. If not I will say, PON again! But lucky, I wasn't late but on time :) School was really a waste of time. Chit-chats all the way for most of the lesson and loitering around the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Sengsang after school to meet Siok and went Lasalle. I find the environment there are great. How great if its just like sgs. Students lying on every patch of grass. Btw, I kinda miss school's vending machine. Still rmb the days when I'm in sec 1, spending 40cents for one cup of drink. Still rmb once, the school are getting rid of the vending machine. And I tht there are still supplying water and I went to use it. Guess what?! Its not favour drinks and its plain water! Zzzzzzzzz. I sound abit dumb, secondary 1 ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch Eagle Eye at night. I find its a great movie. Alot of exciting parts, which some makes me jump up. Feel like hitting people who are beside me -.- Do fighting in the theatre. I feel like watching coffin, house bunny and some others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school tml : D&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I get good grades and go out play lah.&lt;br /&gt;With my parents to supply money $_$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4947358278853788983?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4947358278853788983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4947358278853788983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4947358278853788983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4947358278853788983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-school-day.html' title='What a school day -.-'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-7342249056822844381</id><published>2008-10-20T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:07:47.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House bunny!</title><content type='html'>Rainrainrain. Its raining now and suddenly I got so excited for the late night. Awwwwwws, so boring lah, only Sheena wants to talk to me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, went to watch house bunny today! Its was great! The movie is totally amazing, which teach us about don't judge people by its appearance. Andand the musics, make me even excited, screaming shouting shocking in the movie threatre. As mostly, I know all the songs. Through the movie, I was keep thinking of food food and food! Cause I haven got any meal since last night? Wahahaha. Anyway, catch house bunny! Its quite a great show with great happy ending. Moreover, the moral of the movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshgoshgosh, I seriously BROKE! But luckly, my parents still sponser me money and I requested not to gimme more. As I know I had enough? Wahahaa Good girl :X Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, there's school tml leh? Go school for what? Check answer for paper?, marks key into comp le leh -.- Go school sleep?, home got aircon plus bed and blanket leh -.- GO SCHOOL FOR WHAT SIA?! Kill time ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha, I sounded so so so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-7342249056822844381?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7342249056822844381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=7342249056822844381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7342249056822844381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7342249056822844381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-bunny.html' title='House bunny!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6525811778211180532</id><published>2008-10-19T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:43:59.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a job!</title><content type='html'>I need a job asap! My bank got no more money as I spend too much le. Although I know by next month, I will have new income. But I know that's not enough for me to shop! I wanna buy alot things. Argh. The more window shopping, the more desires, the more money spend! Since my parents can't satisfied my desires of "branded" stuff. Why not I work? Or I can say, sleeping at home, waiting for sky to drop? Why not find work and earn money? There's also other choices, which is get a rich boyfriend! Wahahahaha. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can get bursary for this year. Then I don't have to work till I die. Btw, my parents are going to kill me when they found out that my bank has lesser and lesser money. Aiya, go out need to spend money ma?! If not money drop from sky meh? Comfirm come out from ATM machine right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzz. I'm just crapping. Gosh, I'm super duper bored. No one wants to talk to me! Where on earth is everyone? Joses just sms-ed me to ask whether there's school tml. Sounds kinda stupid right? Yea -.- And I gave him a little scolding, by asking him not to be stupid, there no school tml. Wahahaha. I want to get a job! To kill my time. To earn money. To satisfied my desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things to buy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;I want get a new earphone!&lt;br /&gt;I want get the nike bag!&lt;br /&gt;I want buy some clothes!&lt;br /&gt;I need save money for Europe trip shopping!&lt;br /&gt;I want to save up to 3000 by the end of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do. Killing me man. How great if parents just give money like running taps. Everyday update my bank account lah! I also everyday go ATM update my own wallet -.- I spend nearly 200 for this week. I don't know where I spend, but money just run like tap water from the taps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobsjobsjobs, Experience? Uh-huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6525811778211180532?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6525811778211180532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6525811778211180532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6525811778211180532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6525811778211180532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-job.html' title='I need a job!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5926121210082452876</id><published>2008-10-19T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:45:42.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, I can just simply talk to my brother friend, Linus easily. He seems to teach me alot skills and tactics. Although I still don't have the courage to do but at least its still a advice that I will heed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at your msn nick, don't have the courage to open up and chat with you. I don't even know how to start to chat with you. Looking at my phone contacts, no courage to start with a msg. Maybe I'm afraid of the results, thats most probably, no replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, whatever. Sheena and Sengsang are pestering me to do my QT again. Once again, I seems to be lazy to do. I don't know where to start from. New testaments? Or Old testaments? I don't know. Or by what Sheena said, from 40th purpose of driven life first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back blogging later or tml? Off with Olivia Ong songs :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5926121210082452876?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5926121210082452876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5926121210082452876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5926121210082452876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5926121210082452876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3042997117943299921</id><published>2008-10-18T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:16:45.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the problems lies with you or me?'/><title type='text'>Bigger Courage!</title><content type='html'>Yupz! Went out for the whole of the afternoon. Seems to be travelling around Singapore. First was Bugis then FarEast followed by Marina Square. Really seems to be travelling around Singapore. Btw, I saw a very very cute vintage tee which stated "My ex sucks". I scream to Jianhui when I saw it. Just merely want to walk off and Jianhui keep pestering me to buy that tee to wear -.- Cute! Then we went walking around for dresses. Oh, we are quite crazy. I used to prefer going out with guys cliques but now, some how I still back to my girls cliques. Esp Jianhui, we go shopping together and we won't feel awkward by going into which shop. We just keep chatting on other things and we just merely walk in to the same shop or direction. Maybe that's the difference with girls and guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I just read Sengsang's blog. Yup, I totally argee that it really took a bigger courage to go back to church. Although its just a little courage to leave God, church, God's family and Pastors. Without being with Huiting and cliques to go church together, I don't think I will get to know whose Sengsang? Whose Siokmei? Will Terence be in SGS? I really regret leaving once again. But just that we can't find the courage to go back. How great life will be if I didn't leave church. I won't be crop up with any relationship problems. As I know with church, I won't have time for relationship and I will say NO to it too. Although my life now quite fine, but somehow I still very miss all my spritual bros and sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that I really love people patting on my head. Its really like grandma stroking a lil kid hair and yes, I admit I'm still small. Esp some of my classmates always pat on my head. Ahhhhh, love them, love them who pat my head. Wahahahaha. Will be quite busy this days. Anyway, I might not go out with any boy clique for the time being, cause its totally -.- I love going out with girl clique, cause we can really go crazy with caps, earrings, necklaces. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I wanna go shopping. I wanna buy things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really takes a lil courage to leave but bigger courage to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3042997117943299921?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3042997117943299921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3042997117943299921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3042997117943299921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3042997117943299921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/bigger-courage.html' title='Bigger Courage!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5266383861960429053</id><published>2008-10-18T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:39:44.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results.</title><content type='html'>I think I got back all of my results, some good and some bad. But I won't post it up here maybe I will for my overall results. Anyway, this term there's 3 top for combined humanities! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaoz&lt;/span&gt;...... Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jianhui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Azureen&lt;/span&gt; share the same marks. Therefore, I still thinks that my class standard is low low low low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are cute cute cute! The way they do things, they way they play, the way they talk, the way they come to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, Can't resist temptation but to say that they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cuteeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;. Esp, some of them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Both of my form teachers are cute! This 2 days in school, I was sleeping in their lessons. But they didn't even scolded me and suddenly congrats me for having distinction for combined humans and the other form teacher wake me up to gave me presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ytd&lt;/span&gt; was a day of miserable. I got home at 1pm and intend to sleep. But who knows? There renovation just next to my house. But I still try to sleep like a pig for 3 hours. Although there's times when I got jump off my bed. And my bro came home telling me to do the Chemistry O level book. So I just merely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;argee&lt;/span&gt; as I was sleeping. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, My mum is scolding me for drinking mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I go out. Maybe I will have to cut down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. All to blame my stupid skin that goes red red red so easily. My mum even seems to not to let me out of the house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;KAO&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;comfirm&lt;/span&gt; scold her like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;, as there renovation next door! How pathetic to stay home fighting over the sounds. With musics and television sounds on to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm missing someone!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jiayou&lt;/span&gt; everyone for your O level. All I can say about it is " Na Ni Na Ni Po Po, I got no more examination :)" But anyway, your breaks are longer than mine. So no matter how miserable now, just persevere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5266383861960429053?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5266383861960429053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5266383861960429053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5266383861960429053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5266383861960429053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/results.html' title='Results.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8876852639629190082</id><published>2008-10-16T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:07:29.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crashed.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I got back some of my results and totally so unhappy about it. Mostly didn't meet my expectation. Anyway, whatever it is. Just a summary about my results, don't be shocked okay. I argee that I deproved alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1. 37/70&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2. 35/60&lt;br /&gt;Paper 3. forgetten.&lt;br /&gt;Overall. 54/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1. 35/60&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2. 32/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA.&lt;br /&gt;69/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog.&lt;br /&gt;44/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics.&lt;br /&gt;32/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have this particular matter in mind for quite a long time, maybe I will just nag abit more here. Its seems that the person is super duper selfish lah. All he thinks is about himself. He gets upset when I with other people which is close to him. But don't I get upset when he being close with my classmate? All he thinks is about himself? Sometimes I will also be thinking that he over estimated himself. Btw, I don't know why I can't get over thinking about those things I not happy with. First, attitude. Second, selfishness. Third, disgusting. Fourth, overestimated himself and of course many many more. Maybe you can say I'm biased toward him. So what, because I seriously dislike him -.- I'm been telling myself let the past be the past. But I, myself keep purposely finding fault on him. Maybe I'm just being bored, childish, innocent or whatever. I JUST WANNA FIND FAULTS ON HIM IN EVERY SINGLE THING HE DO. So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, My results really did shocked ba? So suckish lah. Argh, going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;My brother going point middle finger to me again &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8876852639629190082?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8876852639629190082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8876852639629190082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8876852639629190082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8876852639629190082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/crashed.html' title='Crashed.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3899547676183813404</id><published>2008-10-14T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:14:53.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of holiday.</title><content type='html'>The taste of holiday is here. The boredom at home kills me. Being a good girl today and spend my whole day at home. Woke up at 11am and scream at my parents as they haven go for their work! My dad was laughing away, "wah sleep until 11am sia". Both of them went off to work and leave me alone at home. Started to edit my blogskins and the clock strikes 1pm. Look for food and went to watch a ghost movie alone. I seems so pathetic lah ): Was playing comp all the way till now. Hahaha thats my holiday life ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams ended, playing time started. What do you need in order to play!? MONEY LAH! Currently I'm super broke lah. Will be going Sakura tml along with Jianhui, Jiehan, Teng and Belle. And yes, I do the paying for all. Because its what I promise them if I broke off with him. Yes, I know we are lame. That's the temptation not to break off or need forcing to break off. We as a class clique, Jianhui, Jiehan, Simin, Annabelle, Yongsheng, Gregory is COOL! Other than paying for the Sakura, I still need to buy birthday presents. Huiting's and Annabelle's, prehaps some I forgotten? Yes, my pocket got burn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day to bear with, and all our results will be out. I'm excited for the results. Wonder I will appear happy or sad. Will I get scolding from my brother? Can I met his expectation of getting 4 A1s? Siti seems to found out that I wanna be first in class. But actually I dont think I'm fit to have the position. As if its so lucky that I got it, means that my class standard is low! Because I didn't put effort to study and lazy to think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha, btw you think you big deal ah. Want me to get jealous over you. Fat hopes, dream on! You're just a small fry :D He sucks. Oh no, He don't sucks. I sucks to the core and I'm KANNA SAI to have chosen him. Noobshit to have chosen him. Man should be independent and not show their weak side to girls. Even to girls they don't like. Its just simply shows to people that he are more depend on girls and not girls depend on he! HolyMama, such a disgrace of the word holy. I can't find the word holiness in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guys out there. I'm simply very fine and living my life happily and carefree. Don't worry about me. Esp my cute SengSang! Came asking me Am I okay? Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3899547676183813404?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3899547676183813404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3899547676183813404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3899547676183813404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3899547676183813404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/taste-of-holiday.html' title='Taste of holiday.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8229887203640819953</id><published>2008-10-13T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:20:20.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guys are disgusting?'/><title type='text'>靠,好恶心哦!</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally all over. Wahahaha, actually I do admit that I may not score well for my EOY. Cause during every paper, whenever I'm struck in any question. I'm lazy to think and end up filling up craps. Yeah, I know I'm lazy. 2008 has really pass very fast, next year we are all sec 4. Everyone going to grow up another level. Oh craps :D Oh btw, killer paper of the year, I guess its chemistry? Cause I think I totally flunked it. Seriously don't know how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk, super disgusting man. Guys always act pity to get the sympathy of the girls. Super disgusted by it lah. Just use true heart cannot meh? Always seems to act one very very very pity than girls being more sentimental will show care. Like that guys win le lah! I really hate guys alot. I feel like strangling them. I feel like tearing their skins. Go back home to your mother to act one weak de lah. Stop your acts and craps to win sympathy from girls. Really very disgusted by it lah. Maybe people will say, if you feel disgusted than don't see lor. But, I don't know why, just have the urge to look at it and end up feeling disgusted. Oh craps. Hongsters never say die, tiong xim first to die. I agree with this sentence but I don't argee that guys should than be hongsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwws, how great is the world full of faithful people. With loyalty and righteous. Anyone out there? Is this society full of good people or bad people. I know I'm stupid to ask that question. Cause I don't know how to see which is good and which is bad. The world is scary, but no choice. I still have to live in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that life is a come and go. About adapting a new lifestyle. Every part of life is about adapting new lifestyle. Just like, for the period I quite close with Jianhui but after we graduted we might just seldom meet up and hang out with new friends. Which we have to adapt with new faces, new looks, new character, new attitude. Same goes to schools, primary school is different from secondary school. We have to adapt to new appearance, new rules, new timetable. Everything new. Which I mean come for new things, go for old things. Is that the definition of life to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going off le. Tongue tied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8229887203640819953?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8229887203640819953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8229887203640819953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8229887203640819953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8229887203640819953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='靠,好恶心哦!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3663129824195084030</id><published>2008-10-12T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:31:36.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's good from you?</title><content type='html'>What's wrong, what's wrong. I always tht I'm fine with everything. I used to say it easily but when it come to face it. Its difficult. I don't know what I'm feeling now. Although I'm having sore throat and running nose. But I just feel like eating chocolates chocolates and more chocolates. Tml is the day of freedom. 2 more papers and I haven study. Seriously, I don't have any mood to study. Maybe later I will ask my bro to tell me everything and not read from the notes. That's the privilege of having a fishball brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, whats the point of boasting that you got a girlfriend! Not big deal okay. If you seriously want to "inform" me about it. Why not give me a invitation to your house and tell me. You don't have to ask someone to tell me. Or telling me on msn. Tell me infront of my face lah! Or just bring the preetaye lady to boast infront of me! What's the point of boasting that you got a new girlfriend and keep emphasizing that the girl is from outside which I don't know. You think, I still love you meh?! Shut you off lah. I also can boast that I got millions of suitors, just that they are from other country/sch, you don't know de. Get a life man. If got a girlfriend, just last long with her. All I can do is to give my blessings. Goodbye, that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好好的对代她，哇哈哈哈哈.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3663129824195084030?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3663129824195084030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3663129824195084030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3663129824195084030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3663129824195084030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothings-good-from-you.html' title='Nothing&apos;s good from you?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-7456285033412475952</id><published>2008-10-11T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:49:11.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy ):</title><content type='html'>Okay, I heard from Mrs John about our Geog paper. Gosh, So what I'm a lil unhappy? Whatever lah. Once again, I'm kissing people's ass again. Everytime its, Jianhui. 你更我小心! Wahahaha. Sadly, this time I'm also kissing Azureen's ass. Which means, from the mid-year 2nd in class, I drop to 3rd in class. Damn pissed off. @$@#%$^%&amp;amp;#@%@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one to blame, only me. Its me who didn't really put effort to study. Intend to wake up at 4am to study. But, in the end sleeping like a log to 6.30am and rush to school. Holding the notes like a ass freak. Wahahaha. That's my fault for not memorising how to draw ox-bow lake and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat are hurting like anything. Felly complained that I keep coughing during the paper. Me, being a hungry ghost or an idiot. Was really super hungry and went to eat chocolate which I found in my fridge. Causing my throat to worsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm craving for ice creams! Awwwwwwwws, anyone wants to get for me!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT ICE  CREAM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-7456285033412475952?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7456285033412475952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=7456285033412475952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7456285033412475952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7456285033412475952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/unhappy.html' title='Unhappy ):'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4050251645902221999</id><published>2008-10-09T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:35:25.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flunk?!</title><content type='html'>I wonder i wonder, how will I fair for my EOY. After every paper, I felt the relieve inside me. No more that subject for the year! But I'm also excited about the results. Although my parents doesn't seems to have high expectation on me. But, my brother do. His my cute brother, someone who point middle finger to me when I said wrong formulae for my physics. Someone who will scold me if I say I dunno how to do provision for doubtful debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, English, Chinese, POA, Physics, Geog, SS.&lt;br /&gt;English- do whatever I can (:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese- 洪老师说他教我到现在我退步了！All thanks to my paper 1, seriously dunno what to write ma. What you want me to do? SIAO AHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;POA- Paper 1 was easy, paper 2? All thanks to Provision for doubtful debts.&lt;br /&gt;Physics- still manageable, except I forget some formulae.&lt;br /&gt;Geog- I forget about deltas and how to draw ox-bow lakes.&lt;br /&gt;SS- Tried my best for whatever I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I do well for my Chemistry and Maths? Esp maths, I know I just adding stress to myself. I must pass it well ahhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油吧！在这世界没有男人不会死的，只少还有朋友。&lt;br /&gt;放假我们以起作同志。 哈哈哈哈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4050251645902221999?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4050251645902221999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4050251645902221999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4050251645902221999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4050251645902221999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/flunk.html' title='Flunk?!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-962073640429542238</id><published>2008-10-07T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:02:42.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throat Infection!</title><content type='html'>Dang, I'm having that stupid throat infection again. Its like a few monthly routine, so damn miserable lah. Its just like something struck at your Oesophagus. Gosh btw, I'm not a biology student. Btw, I feel like eating KFC later! Gonna ask my brother along too, so most probably I will be soundless tml? wahahaha. Not emo hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like studying for POA paper tml. Okay lah, I'm just having a bad terms with my paper. Everytime I say I don't wanna study, in the end the one study until so crazy will be me. But this year is gonna be amazing. My brother gonna coach me on EOY! Wahahaa. That's the privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going off le lah. Cannot tahan my throat. Needa get a drink &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-962073640429542238?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/962073640429542238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=962073640429542238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/962073640429542238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/962073640429542238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/throat-infection.html' title='Throat Infection!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5912711749543443954</id><published>2008-10-06T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:44:06.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate chinese!</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I really do hate Chinese. Why do I have to be a Chinese?&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 1hr30min for my mother tongue paper 1 which is 2hr. Imagine Si Min sleeping for 1hr30mins and spend the other 30mins to finish letter writing and compo? Amazing right? Because, I don't have a dictionary as I forgot to bring it. No one to blame except for me. Anyway, thanks Beverley for your dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 is rather manageable. Mr Ang always set paper which is very meaningful. Although the passage is saying about roads. But actually its decribing about roads in our life, our life there will be narrow roads, big wide roads. But no matter what, when people face problems in the middle of the road, they tends to give up or find reasons like they walk enough or they're satisfied. But all are none reasons but excuses! They are just afraid that the roads behind are more difficult to walk. So they tends to give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a short post. Gotta study for Geography now :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5912711749543443954?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5912711749543443954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5912711749543443954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5912711749543443954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5912711749543443954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-chinese.html' title='I hate chinese!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-599102571962999484</id><published>2008-10-06T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:58:31.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ BY JESSLIN TAN!</title><content type='html'>I decided to do this quiz since I'm so lazy to revise my geography :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20(a lot) people you can think of:(not in order)&lt;br /&gt;1. Jian Hui&lt;br /&gt;2. Annabelle&lt;br /&gt;3. Jie Han&lt;br /&gt;4. Seng Sang&lt;br /&gt;5. Sheena&lt;br /&gt;6. Gregory&lt;br /&gt;7. YongSheng&lt;br /&gt;8. Siti&lt;br /&gt;9. Adele&lt;br /&gt;10. Joan&lt;br /&gt;11. Felicia&lt;br /&gt;12. Hui Ting&lt;br /&gt;13. Karin&lt;br /&gt;14. Ya Ting&lt;br /&gt;15. Beverley&lt;br /&gt;16. Gek Heong&lt;br /&gt;17. Jesslin&lt;br /&gt;18. Adrian&lt;br /&gt;19. Alvin&lt;br /&gt;20. Ferronne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 14? (Ya Ting)&lt;br /&gt;We are classmates for 2 years :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met 1? (Jian Hui)&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how to start my Secondary life :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if 9 and 20 are fated? (Adele &amp;amp; Ferronne)&lt;br /&gt;Erm, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 6 and 14 date? (Gregory &amp;amp; Ya Ting)&lt;br /&gt;Nope, unless its our class outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3. (Jie Han)&lt;br /&gt;Straightforward, Fun, Love to brain wash ppl :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 8 attractive? (Siti)&lt;br /&gt;Yes! That's why she's sitting next to me in class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 7. (Yong Sheng)&lt;br /&gt;Act big? Oh, he dotes on ppl :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know 12's family members? (Huiting)&lt;br /&gt;I do know that she has brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if 18 confess that he likes you? (Adrian)&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha, It will be a joke &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us has someone in mind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speak? (Beverley)&lt;br /&gt;English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is going out with 9? (Adele)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16? (Gek Heong)&lt;br /&gt;15years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last speak to 13? (Karin)&lt;br /&gt;Few hours ago. In school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's 2 favourite singer? (Annabelle)&lt;br /&gt;Lee Hom? I guess so :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 4? (Seng Sang)&lt;br /&gt;He's my -------! He knows, i knows.&lt;br /&gt;But we are impossible :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 1? (Jian Hui)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we planned to be lesbians together, right? :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 19 single? (Alvin)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, orange gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 10 last name?( Joan)&lt;br /&gt;Joan Kow Xiao Hui :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What is the school of 3? (Jie Han)&lt;br /&gt;Serangoon Garden Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 6 live? (Gregory)&lt;br /&gt;Hougang but moving to SengKang soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of 5? (Sheena)&lt;br /&gt;Active woman that can go wild and crazy with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:X Have you seen 2 naked? (Annabelle)&lt;br /&gt;Whole body? Nope :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Choose 5 people to do the test. Annabelle, Gregory, Seng Sang, Jianhui and Jiehan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-599102571962999484?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/599102571962999484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=599102571962999484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/599102571962999484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/599102571962999484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-by-jesslin-tan.html' title='QUIZ BY JESSLIN TAN!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4625848296548079606</id><published>2008-10-04T21:22:00.044+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:46:32.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Are you still caring for me?'/><title type='text'>Being a child again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOd-29CYH0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/OHWW_f1qwGg/s1600-h/04102008410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253306972913540930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOd-29CYH0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/OHWW_f1qwGg/s200/04102008410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOd2_yb2THI/AAAAAAAAAM8/eLaMc8rrtOA/s200/04102008362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOd2yp8m05I/AAAAAAAAAM0/guo1xlH6lI8/s1600-h/04102008361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253298102976566162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOd2yp8m05I/AAAAAAAAAM0/guo1xlH6lI8/s200/04102008361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah. Life was quite already. Social studies exams source based question was like anyhow do. But hopefully can pass. Woooooo~ Jesslin miss me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After exams went to town with Gregory. He bought a shirt at heeren and we went over to wisma for topshop! I bought a hoody that which cause me $71 because of Greg. Just because after I bought the hoody, Greg could get a 10 dollar voucher. So he keep pestering to buy it. Then we head over to taka for our dinner. Jianhui and Belle then came over to meet us. We headed to Wheelock place to look for Ipod stuff then to FarEast for shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today went to VivoCity for Belle's jacket. Then we head to Toy'rus to have our toy playing! Cool stuff. Next we went to Potong Pasir estate to search for long lost food. All of us are just walk around the estate with alot Bangala there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, gotta go bath soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4625848296548079606?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4625848296548079606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4625848296548079606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4625848296548079606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4625848296548079606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-child-again.html' title='Being a child again.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOd-29CYH0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/OHWW_f1qwGg/s72-c/04102008410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8469786531047992820</id><published>2008-09-30T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:57:01.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!?</title><content type='html'>Fish. I was absent from school today. Heard from Siti that she actually saw me before 8am. What a joke =.= Btw, If you really want know why I'm not around in school. Ask me personally (: Awwwwwwws, being home is comfortable. But sometimes I prefer being in school. Can witness everything by my own eyes and not keep asking friends around. KimMeng, being the "kind" one. Scanned the Geography river notes that Mrs John has prepared for us and he has send it over to me by MSN. Thanks lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOHpngaK7_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ug0vmdleKy4/s1600-h/1_332767521l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735505414582258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOHpngaK7_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ug0vmdleKy4/s200/1_332767521l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that what we learn in school!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*photo taken long long time ago*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8469786531047992820?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8469786531047992820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8469786531047992820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8469786531047992820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8469786531047992820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams.html' title='Exams!?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SOHpngaK7_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ug0vmdleKy4/s72-c/1_332767521l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8266575487477125367</id><published>2008-09-29T19:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:15:21.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely 29th</title><content type='html'>Its again 29th of the month. Its our 4th month since we got back from ShanDong.&lt;br /&gt;What a lonely 29th again. This month 29 is very different from the others. Maybe I'm just thinking too much again. LIM SI MIN, just wake up and stop dwelling on the past. As the past will never be back to me. Can anyone just wake me up and carry on with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will he be worried when I'm sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will he be anxious when I'm home late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will he be serious when I'm just saying casual remarks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will he be unhappy when I'm unhappy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will we still have the chance to share everything together again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* if you have any ways to read that. Just wake me up for not dreaming again! Although dreaming is free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really nothing you want to say to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, Lim Si Min WAKE UP! You and your fat hope! Poke away all those stupid dreamy bubbles! ASSHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fcukfcukfcuk, ihatethisfeeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELLE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This year has been great being with you. Shared things together. You advice and many more. Thanks for everything you gave. Hope you get a pleasant 15th birthday. Pass you your birthday present soon kay?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8266575487477125367?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8266575487477125367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8266575487477125367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8266575487477125367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8266575487477125367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/lonely-29th.html' title='Lonely 29th'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6952163823453892220</id><published>2008-09-25T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:59:07.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is running out ):</title><content type='html'>Seriously, time is running out. So many things left undone.&lt;br /&gt;1. Exams are drawing near.&lt;br /&gt;2. 40 days of living purpose, stuck.&lt;br /&gt;3. Quiet time not done.&lt;br /&gt;4. Spend times with friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Alot asking help for accounts, didnt really help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, alot alot more. But I'm just lazy to list out. Heard that some friends will be transfering school. Of course, I hate to see you leave. Although we always seems so far but our hearts are always bond together. We do have same topics. Remember how we get to know each other.  We are always best best friends. Maybe transfering to other schools, you will get your future pathway bright and clear. Although, I hate to see you leave but its okay if its for your own good. Pursue your dreams. No matter what, rmb the days we had together. God has better plans for us! Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so tired. Why didn't I have the courage to open up the bible. Start with my quiet time. Its been a week since I prepare for a quiet time, but everyday I just simply forget about it or I can say lazy to do. I felt so ashamed. Am I still the important daughter of my Lord and King? Am I able to serve Him again, in any ways? Will He make the full use of me before the day of my death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss His presence. Rmb the days I got prayed for, in church. Being baptism in the Holy Spirit. The scene will always be in my mind. The peace in me, can it be found again? I do wonder, what will I be if I continue being in church. &lt;em&gt;I miss worshipping him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He reigns in heaven and on earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6952163823453892220?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6952163823453892220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6952163823453892220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6952163823453892220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6952163823453892220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-is-running-out.html' title='Time is running out ):'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3348812138812904572</id><published>2008-09-23T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:38:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary days.</title><content type='html'>I felt that my primary has been quite a success education in my life. As in I seriously learn sometimes important in lifestyle, although I'm lazy to study for my whole entire life. But in primary school, I learn somethings like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Do to other what you want other to do to you"&lt;/span&gt; I will bring this phrase in the part of my life. Sometimes, you seriously need to place yourself inside other people's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, I just wanna focus on my examinations. Friendship problems, Relationship problems and alot alot more problems, hopefully can be gone now. Esp, friendship I seriously dunno what happening this days. Maybe sometimes I move away from my classmates as I need a quieter atmostphere in order to study well. But I don't know what I'm doing already lah, maybe its truth that my attitude really changed. Hopefully I can change it backed ba. Sometimes, I'm kinda lost. From an emo attitude changed to a carefree attitude. Which sometimes makes people feel irritated and annoyed. But, I tht that was the real me when I'm in sec 1 and 2s? Ofcourse, the start of sec 3s lifestyle. I don't know what wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really feel tired. But I can't stop working working and working. Still as the old phrase, After exams want do what also can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything can be solved after exams ba. Or better, before exams. Friendships, relationships. Sometimes, I seriously don't understand when you actually wanted this, but you just refused saying it out. How I wish I can read your mind. Hiax....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3348812138812904572?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3348812138812904572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3348812138812904572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3348812138812904572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3348812138812904572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/primary-days.html' title='Primary days.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4352314144916521744</id><published>2008-09-18T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:19:02.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shandong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhh. I know I'm abit lag behind time. Its september and I blog more about our ShanDong trip. Its because I had nothing to do and I was staring at my desktop pic and found out this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SNJQuF5yjjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mfz51ipibts/s1600-h/DSCF0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247345268628819506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SNJQuF5yjjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mfz51ipibts/s200/DSCF0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOW YOUR TEETH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247346701183200722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SNJSBelXrdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PtY9w9E0JDE/s200/DSCF0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random. Candid! Love this pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haaaa! I'm super duper lag of time :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lazy to post any photo. Blogger is super lag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was staring at this pictures as I had nothing to do. Staring into blank cause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FLUNK MY CHEM COMMON TEST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miracles is that, I pass my Chinese Common test well. 39/50 I tht I would had fail the test. As for Physics, whole class only 5 passes. Marvellous right? C'mon lah, everyone just buck up lah. Running away is never a solution. Brave up and face the situation. If you think that you are fcuking stress now, think about those classmates that faccing the same stress as you. Or how about those express kiddo or O/N's levels seniors? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciaoz. I feeling like sleeping lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4352314144916521744?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4352314144916521744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4352314144916521744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4352314144916521744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4352314144916521744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/shandong.html' title='Shandong!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SNJQuF5yjjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mfz51ipibts/s72-c/DSCF0403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5992178899870302171</id><published>2008-09-17T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:00:10.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcome. Forget. Future.</title><content type='html'>This days had been total disaster. I'm facing so much things and you guys know what? Those things are actually what I gave myself and not what my parents expect from me. So much things, Studies, Relationships, Friendships, Expectation and of course somethings I had been rewinding in my mind every sec. I know no matter what, I will be the one walking down the road myself. My friends, family, mates will only be someone guilding me through the race. For the moment, I want to be a lil alone. Sometimes, I seriously hoping to move out from Kovan house and to St' Michael. I don't wanna step into my room. The fear, get out of me! My mind gonna burst soon. But hangon, God will always be with me. Presence of God :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastric been killing me. I hate the feeling lah. Maybe its because I been skipping meals or late meals. Btw, I went basketball with Joses, Linus, Jiehan, Jianhui, Tengteng and alot of other indonesian guys. I reach home around 11pm? After bathe and everything, I went out to Mac with my brother to have other dinner cum supper. Powerful right? Reach home 5mins before 12am. I hate to have regular meals. But thats the system of our body, unless I'm someone irregular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I think I flunked my Chinese common test. The first page and I nearly gave up. I hate chinese so so so much. Btw, I got my geog test marks back, 25/30. My friends are like, SLEEP ALSO CAN GET 25!? I got study lah. I found out that 5A1 and 3A1 geography lesson is join together. I mean, its either 3A1 geog lesson then next period 5A1 or vice versa. I wonder what will life be after the sec 5s graduted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhh, I've been so random today. Anyway, got to study for Chemistry lahzxzxzxzzxzxzxxzxzxzx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing QT later:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5992178899870302171?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5992178899870302171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5992178899870302171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5992178899870302171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5992178899870302171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/overcome-forget-future.html' title='Overcome. Forget. Future.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-9030339084966576666</id><published>2008-09-15T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:57:02.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an unlucky day.</title><content type='html'>First day of school for the week. My school days wasn't that peace, I was totally so torn out. I believe that overnight studies is doing good, although its bad for health to stay up late. But today, I was so emo and attitude. I was sleeping during the reading period and revision of geography test. When I woke up, I saw the whiteboard full of geography and Mrs John has already done with the revision. Awwwwwwws, toobad. I was so tired that I just stare in the blank and not revise for my geog test. Through out, I find the paper quite manageable or I can say its easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the geog test, one chinese teacher was talking so loudly that everyone in our class just stop on their test and look up. Sometimes, I don't understand why can't they be more considerate? If you think that your class needs to study, how about us? So what if you're Express and we are Normal Academics. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*no offences&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. C'mon lah, we are having a test leh?! The worse of all, being in the foul mood, giving attitude to everyone in 3A1 including teachers, trying my best to speak nicely to people which are not from 3A1. In the end, I was being tick off by the word &lt;em&gt;Fcuk&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You always say I don't think before I do? How about you? You are always being the biggest of all. Control people's mood. As what I learn from primary school, Do to others what you want others to do to you and Do not do to others what you doesn't want others to do to you. Always seems to be that, being in relationship and in our friendship. Its just because of your hot-tempered which cause makes everyone to tolerate. But how will you feel? Sms-ing to people nicely and added a SMILEY face. In the end, the straight next moment. A word Fcuk appear in front of you. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's mood was foul foul foul. What an unlucky day I have. My Ipod was lost by my friends. My phone was dropped on the floor by my friends. Someone who just came near me and I will scream them off by saying " MIND YOUR OWN BUSSINESS!" My day is so so so ruined. I'm totally so torn off and feeling so dead. Sometimes, I feel like hugging someone and burst out of tears. I was chatting with my brother about his O's prelims. Guess what? I nearly cried out when talking to him. He scored four A1s. Which is freaking scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I know that I'm giving myself high expectation which lead myself to stress out. But I don't know why, because of pride? getting good results? Or whatever it is. I guess I'm clear on what I'm doing. No worries man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, Sorry to those people that I attitude on. Esp 3A1 people, first to be killed by me. Anyway, needa do revision for Physics and Social Studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-9030339084966576666?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9030339084966576666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=9030339084966576666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/9030339084966576666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/9030339084966576666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-unlucky-day.html' title='What an unlucky day.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-1729675438791895846</id><published>2008-09-15T04:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T04:50:15.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake?!</title><content type='html'>Awwwwwwws, I should be sleeping like a log now. Its 4.45am and there's school later. Gosh. Tengteng and Jianhui is now at my house sleeping. We suppose to watch ghost movie from 11pm-2am and go Mac for overnight studying. But before the clock strikes 2am, the 2 pigs are already knock out! No choice, but they went to my room to sleep together. Lim Si Min, being the strongest one. Overnight study alone from 2am to 4am and watch tv till now. I'm the strongest lah! As its around going 5am, I don't plan to get back to bed. But maybe play some computer games or watch some taiwan dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprising, I not yet tired to lie on my bed sleeping. Hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I don't knock out for lesson tml :D&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou for my Geography and Maths test later on :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-1729675438791895846?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1729675438791895846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=1729675438791895846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1729675438791895846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1729675438791895846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/awake.html' title='Awake?!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5762162448371864212</id><published>2008-09-12T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:10:22.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Chemistry class!</title><content type='html'>A week has passed. I love Ms Munira's lesson, She so adorable, can't stand her. Gosh, she helped us on the EOY notes and I find it quite useful but its too thick. 31pages leh, but useful ^^&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry lesson is fun. All thanks to Joses Micheal, who do stupid things to make us laugh. Which Ms Munira always say "SIMIN!" Then I give her a HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand! Next week will be a hectic week man! Can't imagine that, I wonder how many tests to be taken next week. Anyway, wish me luck man. I believe there is Social studies test, Account test, Geog test, Chinese test, Maths test etcetc. Can't really rmb. Btw, when I stress or unhappy, I will start eating eating eating. Hopefully I won't grow fatter cause I think I am. GOSH! I consuming M&amp;amp;M chocolates like medicine pills. Everyday, a pack of it will be inside my bag. I tht I could resist the temptation for not eating M&amp;amp;M chocolate on Friday. But who knows, HongBoon give me M&amp;amp;M which makes all my classmates jealous. I realised that he become more and more H-A-N-D-S-O-M-E. Awwwwwwws, don't forget! Jealousy kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese test leh! I'm gonna die for it le lah. I hate Chinese alotalot. As what alot people said, Why can't just be &lt;em&gt;angmoh.  &lt;/em&gt;Not to take Chinese, You guys know what?! Those angmoh's can speak fluent Mandarin. I'm dead for sure! Nevermind, prepare to see me fail Mother Tongue language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to BoonKeng mac later on with Huiting, Vivian, Siti and Jianhui. Hopefully I can spend my time studying there. Oh yea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to Kittisak (Joe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Elyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5762162448371864212?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5762162448371864212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5762162448371864212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5762162448371864212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5762162448371864212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-chemistry-class.html' title='I love Chemistry class!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8124345583323064887</id><published>2008-09-10T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:00:58.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Previous post deleted!</title><content type='html'>Previous post will be save as draft. Already say its past le ma :X Thanks to all who comfort me. You should know who you are, thanks for the days of accompany. I believe my night syndrome is getting better. Oh yea, only those who accompany through the difficult days will know about my night syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty busy this few days. Had so much things to prepare. But life is still so bored and carefree. Everyday after school, homed :) Either I went home sleeping, or friends coming my house to play while I'm there sleeping. Therefore, my friends named me sleepyhead. I love my cliques of friends, though I'm not that close with them this days. In class, I seldom sit with them. After school, I will be home sleeping. The only time we spend together is during recess. I'm sorry about that. Cause during lesson seriously I need concentration and after school I will be home preparing for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks before exams, here everyone mugging! Jiayou everyone okay! Its the last exams in our beautiful sec 3 life and just give the best ever shot. Still the old phrase,&lt;em&gt; After exams want do what also can.&lt;/em&gt; We can go do our chiong-ing right?! Oh yea guys! I still do remember about the celebration. No worries man. But sorry still, this month's money about tied. Next month, after exams we go eat &lt;em&gt;New York New York.&lt;/em&gt; Yes, I do the paying. I do the agreement as said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine my nights, sitting infront of the comp, listening to musics and doing my work. Accounts, Geography, Social Studies, English. The time will pass super fast. I always start work at 7.30pm and suddenly it strikes 10pm. Of course, I do take a few mins break chatting on msn, sms-ing. So during the night, mostly I will online. Of course, doing my work but still chat up with me on msn okay? If not I will be bored doing my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I will be helping some of my friends on account or maths tml. Anyone can drop by to reward me with M&amp;amp;M. It motivates me to work. My bag is always with at least a pack of chocolate. Always munching it before recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, post up to here.&lt;br /&gt;WORK SIMIN WORK!&lt;br /&gt;Try your best to help up with friends!&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou YangFan! Everyone is worried for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8124345583323064887?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8124345583323064887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8124345583323064887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8124345583323064887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8124345583323064887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/previous-post-deleted.html' title='Previous post deleted!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8340570606091378313</id><published>2008-09-04T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:43:25.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeahness!</title><content type='html'>Ohohoho,&lt;br /&gt;Hello Earthlings! Abit lil special to post up this as mostly what I would do is to write out big essays in my blog and update what big things going on in my life. But this time round, a lil different but still blogging out about holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwws, this holiday has been a short and nice one. I still rmb my june holiday? That holiday was cool, not wasting a single sec in my short life. This sept holiday is kinda playing? But everyday seems to be pack-ed for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, went off with Jianhui planning to go Novena to meetup with Joses but he overslept! So we went to meetup with Jiayun and Fiona around the basketball court. We did some studies okay! But through out, i was still memorizing the Constructive and Destructive waves. At night, Joses called. As for bad, ruin mood we decided to go basketball with Joses and his friends. Its was fun. Didn't knew that Jianhui's skill is kinda good. Went home around 10pm. On the journey home, called Sheena and she wanted me to call HongBoon. But he was watching tv/sleeping? No choice. Ring up KahSheng. His a great guy man, accompany me to chat while his playing games. Keep losing. Reach homed around 11pm. Chatted with KahSheng, WeeLiang, JianHui, JiaYun on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, finally I got some heavy problems solved. Of course, I feel sad and cried out. Rang up Kahsheng. Although he feel like comforting me but I know he dunno what else to say. Nevermind nevermind): Soon, Tengteng and Jiayun wanted to came over my house for studies. Due to the prob happen in the morning, I don't plan to study for that day. Then around 7pm went to meet up Jianhui and Belle together with Tengteng at Esplanade. The 3 crazy women went there to emoemo! 3 crazy women are Jianhui, Belle and me. We bought some Volka and Breezer. Rang up Weeliang to plan about Wednesday stuff, his so cool. Everything okay okay. 10mins later, Weeliang called me. Was chatting with Kahsheng and Weeliang on the phone for around 30mins? And I think I spout nonsense. I totally forgot what I said to them. Not my fault, Breezer fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Fine mood. Was chatting on msn for awhile waiting to SengSang to end his lesson and meet me up at Kovan mac. Soon, we study awhile at Kovan mac, half done with my accounts, crashed up my compo, done with Constructive and Destructive waves and some Chemistry revision. Around 4.20pm, went off to Serangoon to meet up Kahsheng and Weeliang. Sengsang accompany me to Serangoon and during the journey I was teasing and bullying SengSang. Pokepokepoke him. Saw Jianhui and we went to meet up with the guys together. Haha. I can say, Its perfect for guys to wait for girls! Then we head to Bugis for shopping! Awwwws, didnt bought any clothing because of no money lah! 3 days of holiday and I spend $140 dollars. Went Kinokuniya, can't resist the temptation and bought a book, which Weeliang says its &lt;em&gt;dirty. &lt;/em&gt;Then, Calvin and SenChi join us. Went for meal and went shopping around Bugis Junction. Was quite attracted by guys clothings. But, no matter ask Calvin or Weeliang to try on collar shirt. They refused. Soon it strikes 10pm, journey home! Quite bored. But thanks to Belle, Jiayun, Siti, Sheena, Sengsang and Kahsheng to accompany me Msging and Phoneing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Vinson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Didn't manage to go for Zone bbq to celebrate Vinson's birthday. Sorry. Cause got too much homework not done. So today, stay home! Try to clear up homework and maybe night time going out with Sheena for dinner cum supper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sengsang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Toobad, cant help SengSang to celebrate his birthday because he got band! Darn. Nevermind lah. No matter what, we still best friends right?! I got alot alot best friends de hor! Might be going for Eric Pak's Birthday bbq if nothing crops up :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to BoonKeat and Yating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Eric Pak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Awwwwws, so many people birthday. Some will be able to make their IC. Some too young, some way too old! But be patience, wait for my birthday to come 31 December. Estimated 130days to go. Can't blame me for being the youngest in the Sec 3 batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Anyway, going off le. Watch tv ^.^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Shall post some over due photos!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9xTUl0BbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/RvhdZLGqZOw/s1600-h/03072008074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242033068041307570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9xTUl0BbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/RvhdZLGqZOw/s200/03072008074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is bored!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242033359051410242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9xkQsBy0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/gVNiOp0LEl4/s200/08072008094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhengdao's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242033642857024290" style="CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9x0x8jyyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/RIPYXzOZIP0/s200/12072008107.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His my brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9yDNimSxI/AAAAAAAAALE/hjSwMWCbWkg/s1600-h/15062008018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242033890782497554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9yDNimSxI/AAAAAAAAALE/hjSwMWCbWkg/s200/15062008018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June holiday, Class bbq! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9yi5lRPeI/AAAAAAAAALM/urAfg4Zh4D0/s1600-h/21072008122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242034435180805602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9yi5lRPeI/AAAAAAAAALM/urAfg4Zh4D0/s200/21072008122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle. During Racial Harmony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9yqKLJalI/AAAAAAAAALU/XmMCq1tIW6I/s1600-h/21072008123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242034559893727826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9yqKLJalI/AAAAAAAAALU/XmMCq1tIW6I/s200/21072008123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yongsheng Kor. During Racial Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9zrm-B19I/AAAAAAAAALk/CH9efUIRNvU/s1600-h/21072008126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242035684314830802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9zrm-B19I/AAAAAAAAALk/CH9efUIRNvU/s200/21072008126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuanjun, Racial Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL90UBPbSBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nWgIgL0BxDg/s1600-h/29062008063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242036378561890322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL90UBPbSBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nWgIgL0BxDg/s200/29062008063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my hair colour ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL90N1VhlfI/AAAAAAAAAME/mN5v8wmtBgg/s1600-h/26062008059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242036272287028722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL90N1VhlfI/AAAAAAAAAME/mN5v8wmtBgg/s200/26062008059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hair colour ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9z-p31KvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WUp4ZjffMOc/s1600-h/23072008137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242036011511655154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9z-p31KvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WUp4ZjffMOc/s200/23072008137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9z1ASrARI/AAAAAAAAALs/kJjM9kMnxzY/s1600-h/23072008130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242035845731123474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9z1ASrARI/AAAAAAAAALs/kJjM9kMnxzY/s200/23072008130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL90FaF4fuI/AAAAAAAAAL8/sgXvMpUtrVo/s1600-h/23072008152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242036127534710498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL90FaF4fuI/AAAAAAAAAL8/sgXvMpUtrVo/s200/23072008152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8340570606091378313?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8340570606091378313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8340570606091378313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8340570606091378313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8340570606091378313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeahness.html' title='Yeahness!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SL9xTUl0BbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/RvhdZLGqZOw/s72-c/03072008074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6164622170681362403</id><published>2008-09-02T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:21:39.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Istillloveyou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, my love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's alot I want to say, but not now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiayou for your exams. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will take care of myself not to skip meals. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till now, Istillloveyou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6164622170681362403?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6164622170681362403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6164622170681362403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6164622170681362403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6164622170681362403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/istillloveyou.html' title='Istillloveyou.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-261049185898954784</id><published>2008-08-31T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:06:37.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird feeling.</title><content type='html'>Feeling so weird. Although I know from other's physical eyes, we are totally perfect. Totally couple. Totally close, fortunate and alotalot more which I don't feel like &lt;em&gt;describing.&lt;/em&gt; I know i know what im doing. Im trying my best, forgive and forget. But we are just drifting apart. I don;t feel anything when people chat with me and tell me about his past. Everyone makes mistake but most importantly we must learn from our mistakes. You never know how hurtful is it until you experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate being alone waiting waiting and waiting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're don't seems to be there whenever I need you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing much to say. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But for sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Istillloveyou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-261049185898954784?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/261049185898954784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=261049185898954784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/261049185898954784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/261049185898954784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-feeling.html' title='Weird feeling.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3422052877877523935</id><published>2008-08-28T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:31:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill my time!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my reasons for being bored. I need to get some things to fill my time, finding tuition teacher! Shall talk to my parents about it soon. I thought of going back to British Council. I miss those friends Anthony, Shannon, Baoer, Shawn and ofcourse alot alot more. Every semester, different people, different teacher, different notes, different classrooms but everytime, same bonding! Great friends in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with Belle on msn. Found something which we loveeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the feel of people patting on your head. Stroking your hair. Awwwwws, the feeling is totally &lt;em&gt;fantastic. &lt;/em&gt;It totally makes me feel like a baby, letting grandma doing all those things. A baby that being doted. &lt;em&gt;Love the way man!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, i think stop all those craps. My coming holiday! Great great great! Friends and friends, date me out k? We can chill out at the quiet Starbucks cafe. Or going to town searching for food! Moreover, way to study too! Jiayou everyone! After exams, you can do whatever you want le! Just tolerate for one more month! Very fast over de.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3422052877877523935?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3422052877877523935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3422052877877523935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3422052877877523935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3422052877877523935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/fill-my-time.html' title='Fill my time!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2723522382393682989</id><published>2008-08-27T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:39:40.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored life.</title><content type='html'>Life has been quite bored. Everyday seems to be like between school and home. School's like a fun place. Actually not really, every hours, mins, sec pass so fast. After school, slack awhile and back home around 3 plus? Watch abit of tv and study at night. Slowly time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, time has been passing quite fast. My God, this year is coming to the End. I going to appreciate the days lefted for the O levels students. I think after their O levels they will start not coming to school. Ahhhhhhhhhh. Im afraid I will start missing them. I must start to learn to be independent. Next time go school, no brothers. Next time no calculator or in troubles, no brothers. Quite sad for them to Graduates. Bye brother, bye friends, bye funny jokes. 3 years being with you guys in the school. Great pleasure and of course brought alot fun to all our lifes. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry! I believe Jianhui will still miss Marlinus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaa, whatever it is. Exams are near the corner! Study study study.&lt;br /&gt;Its the last path of your life. Lets all give it a best shot! Jiayou jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2723522382393682989?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2723522382393682989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2723522382393682989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2723522382393682989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2723522382393682989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/bored-life.html' title='Bored life.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2084191967258457260</id><published>2008-08-20T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:00:59.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE MYSELF.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today has been a suckish day. I hate it so much. I hate myself for being so weak. I told myself to be strong and never show my weak point to anyone in public. But today, I broke down. All things started to pile on me. Problems and problems come crash on me just like lorry running over me. I not a iron man okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after the heavy broke down, I feel better. I know people out there cares about me. People who doesn't really appear often in my life came to show their care. People like Adrian, Alvin, Siti, YongSheng, Annabelle. All my class cliques that really care. But why? No matter how to try calling me to smile. Nothing came out. But for him, a word can make me smile for hours. But sad to say, he even some sort scolded me for crying. His words were being repeated in my mind through and fro. Why? Where is the care he used to show? I want to hug him so much. But he doesn't seems to always be with me whenever I need him. When typing out all this, how am i feeling?&lt;em&gt; I hate this. I hate myself to be so weak. I HATE MYSELF!&lt;/em&gt; Seriously, I hate myself so much that I feel like banging the wall. I seems to be much happy to see myself in the state of lying in the coffin. &lt;em&gt;Fcukfcukfcuk. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whats the point of carrying on with my life if it is so miserable?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I just end up my life?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2084191967258457260?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2084191967258457260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2084191967258457260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2084191967258457260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2084191967258457260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-myself.html' title='I HATE MYSELF.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5319144393121955096</id><published>2008-08-17T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:23:19.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should go Europe?</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, my brother, my uncle, my boyfriend, my family.&lt;br /&gt;My parents always coming close to me persuading me to go Europe with them.&lt;br /&gt;My brother always ask my boyfriend go Europe with us.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle keep talking to Europe stuff to me.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend kinda persuading me to go. Just because my parents ask him to do it?&lt;br /&gt;My family driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid twits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5319144393121955096?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5319144393121955096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5319144393121955096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5319144393121955096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5319144393121955096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/should-go-europe.html' title='Should go Europe?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-7569484815200507004</id><published>2008-08-13T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:43:07.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the days!</title><content type='html'>This few days have been quite fruitful and happy. Prehaps I spend my time wisely? Haha. But was kinda sad over somethings. Shall elaborate more later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As why I'm happy this few days is that, I am able to spend my time understanding the accounts and everythings. I can spend my time sitting alone doing the task teacher gave to us. Thats totally so cool lah. Imagine how alone I am lah? Belle, Yongsheng, Felly, Greg, Jiehan having discussion on stuff and I didnt join them. Hhaaha Im super happy lah. I totally tried to change my attitude as much as possible. Even MrAng, my chinese teacher said that I have improved. But just that a lil out of track ^^ hehe. Nevermind de. I believe as times go by, I will improve in more ways. Sitting position, no lying on table, doing work etc etc. Haha. Way to go ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the only thing I dislike alot is that, you are suppose to answer teachers with answer when they asked questions right? But whats the feel of answering and being shoot back? Dang! Forget it. I hate the feeling. The feeling is just unbearable. Imagine that you have 2 weird form teachers. Totally unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days, my mum have been asking whether I want to go Europe anot. I kinda in a state where Im struck lah. I wish to go Europe but the time where they fly to Europe, I wont be able to leave. Btw, they are going there for half a month or more during 2009 chinese new year. Which is the year of my N level. I dont think Im afford to skip school for half a month? Although Im always saying loud and clear the IM NOT GOING. But of course, heart sanks. I tht of getting someone to have some conversation and helping me decided of going anot. My mum is still pending for my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, as what I say, this few days have kinda sad things. Which is, I felt that I have treated my friends badly even since I have him. As what tengteng was saying, treating her as a replacement. Jiehan, Belle, Jianhui, Felly and other classmates has been picking on me lah. Just because I chose bf rather than friends. I want to manage well in both sides, but how? Rah. Maybe this few days, I will spend some time with them during weekends. The feeling is totally &lt;em&gt;dunno-how-to-say. &lt;/em&gt;I, myself doesn't want to treat my friends as a replacement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangdangdang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I eager for more and more days to pass. Faster faster faster! I know there's more and more things for me to learn, for me to know, for me to change. Hopefully, I can manage everything well. Friends, Bf, Studies, Family and other things to. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get going! Move, Accelerate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-7569484815200507004?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7569484815200507004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=7569484815200507004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7569484815200507004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7569484815200507004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-days.html' title='Love the days!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5038906375970950362</id><published>2008-08-03T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:45:12.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT TO WATCH PROM NIGHT SO SO SO SO BADLY :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE WANT GO WITH ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5038906375970950362?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5038906375970950362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5038906375970950362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5038906375970950362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5038906375970950362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want.html' title='I want!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-599145544964886541</id><published>2008-08-02T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:13:41.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's life without love?</title><content type='html'>Kinda bored now. Have been thinking of alot alot things. Maybe since last tuesday, where Jiehan, Jianhui, Belle and me said together for chit-chats at Nebo. Maybe its right that I shouldn't dig out all the past. I may get hurt or kinda regret. But now, a brand new thinking! I dont wish to dig out all the past to let myself hurt or I can say I dont want to dig out as the moment I just treasure now. The past is just too hurting. And I believe, anyone will do wrong things or just at the point of moment, immatured takes place. But whatever it is now, I learn to forgive and forget. The brain in me, will be taken up by beautiful memories of ours. But not being used for the past. Past is just past, Why not forget and use a overwhelming hands to welcome the future. As I said before, our futures gonna be amazing and it will be no matter what happen. Hereby, I said to myself, I wont asked about past and also even I hear anything will treat as nothing. This is a vow I made in myself and it will also always be a reminder to me. Not any news from friend. Not a sound from anyone. I believe in every words you said. If you ever stop loving me, tell me. Love is so simple. Just as I see you smile or feeling happy, I will feel happy and smile like nobody business. But as I see you moody and unhappy, same. I will just get moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, a lil prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I pray that he will be living his life happily. No matter what happen in life, next few months, next few years. We will still be together. Regardless as a couple or as a friend. I will always think that the future will be amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-599145544964886541?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/599145544964886541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=599145544964886541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/599145544964886541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/599145544964886541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-life-without-love.html' title='What&apos;s life without love?'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-217820642162792234</id><published>2008-07-31T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:17:02.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>I wonder, what does my form teacher wants. Everyday there will be at least one hour of his lesson and everyday he will do something bad. Screaming, scolding, bringing people of to DM. The worse of all, he cant speak his mind. He said he wont have enough time to go back to staff room to get the social studies notes for us. While students are setting his computer, he ran out of the class. Without telling us what happen. Like ??????? What does he wants man. Recently, he has keep giving us stress. Unhappy plus angry. If you spend time doing his homework and passed up. Days after, he turn to you scolding that he didnt received. Its not the first time, his always denying. I dont understand. His the only teacher who shouted at us for such loud. Recently, he told us. Its important for us to bring the social studies textbook every lesson. But whenever we bring, he dont use. We dont bring, he purposely want to use. And after few mins, he turn to us saying, actually its okay not to bring the textbook as the notes is summarise by the text. Like helllllllllll, what he wants man? Fcuk stress on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weakest point moment, will you be there with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-217820642162792234?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/217820642162792234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=217820642162792234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/217820642162792234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/217820642162792234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2442618640628519648</id><published>2008-07-26T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:33:07.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im in love!~</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Im gonna to say something out loud since Jianhui and guys are in my house and they are eating! They wont know that im blogging now! WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOSH, IM IN LOVE WITH HIM MORE AND MORE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2442618640628519648?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2442618640628519648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2442618640628519648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2442618640628519648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2442618640628519648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-in-love.html' title='Im in love!~'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5028557581106506871</id><published>2008-07-24T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:22:07.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody idiot.</title><content type='html'>Shut up lah, bloody idiot asshole.&lt;br /&gt;BIG ATTENTION SEEKER! You never know how irritating you are man. Past and now, never ever changed. Its not that we want to make fun of you or bully you. Its just that you are bloody annoying lah. People try to leave you alone and concentrate on studies and you bloody idiot nag nag nag. Your mouth not tired meh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GET OFF BIG ATTENTION SEEKER, BEFORE I START SPEAKING NASTY WORDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5028557581106506871?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5028557581106506871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5028557581106506871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5028557581106506871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5028557581106506871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/bloody-idiot.html' title='Bloody idiot.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4155964540246442353</id><published>2008-07-22T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:26:24.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion unstable.</title><content type='html'>Emotion very very very unstable. How I wish, how I wish. Im feeling weak. Its been long since I have this feeling. I don't really know what I actually going to do. I dont really want to be anythings. Im afraid, very very afraid. 1 sec, 1 min, 1 hour passed. I still don't get my plans ready. Soon, its gonna be 8pm. I have been wasting my time from 5 plus since I get home from compass. I don't really know what im gonna type lah. But just that im very scared that I can't get the things done well. I don't know how to face people around me. Its been like long long time ago since I ever have this feeling. Soon be last year, the days where I dont get to study. I failed my maths, I failed my geog. I remember the days I broke down in my class, just because of my MYE results. I remember the days I broke down secretly in my room, just because of my geog test. Im afraid that those days will be back. How am I going to face my teachers? How am I going to face my parents? How am I going to face my brother? How am I going to face my family members? How am I going to face my friends? I dont know. Maybe Im just feeling very very tired now. Looking on my brother's pencil case, with the notes " lets pass "O"s together " make me kinda regretted for not studying well during my primary school times. I suddenly hate to stay for another year from the others, secondary 5. But of course, I hated most to go into an ITE school. I have plans inside my brain, taking O levels next time as a private candidate. But thinking of taking O levels. How about my N levels? The format of N level wont be that easy anymore. N level question are more straightforward but during my batch. Question given to O levels is almost the same in N level. Maybe you can call me "kiasu" I wonder how am I going to pass my N level. Ahhhhh, making me going crazy of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody asshole. Its you, its you! Nearly make me cry infront of whole class. What the bloody hell you want? Do you know how hurtful is my nose? Asshole! Better get off my life before I ever shout at you. I knew you since sec 1. Quite close friend. But dont make me to end this friendship which I dont want to see. Bloody asshole. Get out of my fcuking life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want other to do to you. If you hate people to throw apples at you. Then you dont throw apples at people. How issit fair that, people not to throw apples at you and you throw apples back at people. Just do to other what you want others to do to you. And of course, do NOT do to others what you dont want others to do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY TO ADELE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4155964540246442353?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4155964540246442353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4155964540246442353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4155964540246442353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4155964540246442353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/emotion-unstable.html' title='Emotion unstable.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6632054696833675105</id><published>2008-07-18T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T18:42:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im going crazy!</title><content type='html'>Back here after one week, I seriously hate this week. A bad nightmare man. How I wish to erase it from my mind. Everyone not happy, facing problems and many more. People around me, how i wish everyone will be as crazy as Joan. Yes, Joan is always hyper. Can I pray for everyone to be happy and hyper everyday? We can chose to be happy or sad right? Not only just hate this week, but also hate friday! Its been long, since I had a great friday. Although today, school life was great. But Im just having a pounding heart towards friday! Im always looking forward for life after friday. But sad to say, its been long since I have a great friday, why why why? I hate it alot, i try to tolerate everything. I rather get a bad school life and had a great life after school. Can everything change? Looking at the past on how crazy we are and the differences from now. But I know, I cant change the time back to the past. But if I could, I will always like to change it back to the life in Shandong, but I must accept the fact that life still must be going, Earth must still be revolving. But seriously, I want everyone of us to be as hyper as possible. Better than emo or moody around. I don't really know what Im typing now, but im so sure that I want to good friday! Not the day that Jesus died, but a nice,peace, pleasant, happy friday. Can I have it? Maybe to some, this might be something big and impossible. But I please you, can I have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I miss the days in church. Where everyone get hyper, smile and fun! We knew that each every of us have problems, family problems, school problems, friends problems or others. But I can never see any of them showing it out. People like Genghis, Siokmei, Bernard, Ryan the ones that always making people laugh. How I wish people in church is just as hyper as people in school. Although everyone have problems but they dont show it out. They never attitude people, get emo and always smiling there. Maybe I must learn some skills from them, smile to a person and wait till the person smile back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever it is, past is past. Seriously no use thinking about it again and again. I must remind myself that past things wont be back again, but it will be beautiful memories in our mind. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I think im going crazy about it man! Where can I get everything out of my mind or anyone that I can get everything out! I dont want it to be this way. Sometimes I know that the answer of getting people out will be see first, don't know or something related but I still give it a try. Better than not trying right? I want everything to get off my mind lah. Can I just have a day of fun? Just like before?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM SERIOUSLY GOING CRAZY SOON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6632054696833675105?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6632054696833675105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6632054696833675105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6632054696833675105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6632054696833675105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-going-crazy.html' title='Im going crazy!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-8922809545607867169</id><published>2008-07-12T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:51:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday school life sucks</title><content type='html'>Okay. Friday timetable somesort &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUCKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But just bear with it, cause it will end 12.10pm! Friday, a timetable which makes people cant sit still. Maths was okay, learning and talk in a go. Got back my test, 29/30 was super angry about it. Cause I wrote in the working that the answer is 300km and I submit the answer as 30km! Lose one mark. My full marks flew away. Nevermind, maybe a lesson to teach me to be more careful next time. After Maths, Social studies, super sian, listen to teacher chanting here and there. Medisave, medisheild and medifund and britain medical facilities. Can fall asleep man. After which, Chemistry. The notes was like damn thick lah. But its just a part of it. Listening to teacher HCL, Metal and acid to form salt plus CO2. Best man. Turning to the way of Kittisak, his eyes was like closing. Turning to the front, there goes Joses sleeping! Lesson pass in like 1000 years time, finally recess. Had a lil chat with Sheena at the Amphi-theatre. Sounds weird right? After recess, was English. My GODDDDD, finally a lesson which the whole class quiets down. All busy doing compo about someone who overcome adversity and acheive sucess. I wrote the compo as the true story based, which is Jim Carry, but not of all his family life and adversities. But of course a little change of stories to my ideas. Soon, I was the first to finish and wanted to go toilet. Of course, if I finish my work, what would I do?! Yes! RUN AROUND THE CLASS! I went around asking people to accompany me to the toilet. No one wants to care about me =.= But luckly, Annabelle volunteer to go with me! Which is when I scare her with those ghosty stories about toilet. Hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There which is my school life! How sucks can it be? Of course, some lil small matters are not written out. Somesort of throwing things with my friends and lots more. I gets more excited for after schools matters rather then school lifes matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-8922809545607867169?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8922809545607867169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=8922809545607867169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8922809545607867169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/8922809545607867169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-school-life-sucks.html' title='Friday school life sucks'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-1377573934417694315</id><published>2008-07-10T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:45:13.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life alright.</title><content type='html'>Back here. I know quite a lot of you guys screaming and nagging about me for posting something here. So here I am. Life is still alright. Gonna get something BIG done tomorrow! Yes, TML! 11July2008. Pray that I can sucess. It will be something very very BIG and shocking. Its been so long since I open my bible, but tml is the day, a special day. Looking forward to know it? Haha, Its a secret of me and Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that our China buddy are coming over to Singapore on 14july which is the coming monday. And Im excited to see them again! My buddy, her friends and its gonna be exciting! When Im in ShanDong, they brought me around the school for handsome hunks. Here, now is the time for me to do that. I will bring them around to let them see the " handsome guys" in my school! Gosh =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I miss the times in ShanDong's school. Getting used to be in their school hours. A suffering man. Haha. But although sometimes I dislike china people. Not that I bias or what, its because some of them are so proud of their chinese language. Being in my class, going around to compare the chinese marks and say people lousy or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times flies, its been like one day and one day passed. Currently, I'm having quite a pile of homework stacking up, rather then that, also tests coming up. Next week there would be Physics test on Monday and Geog test on Tues. But I think its will be okay if I study on it? Sometimes, I wanted to be Ch-EE-NA! Being excited for the Olympics coming up, Hanging China stuff around. But sometimes it will come to a Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever Im trying to say. Im lazy to post anything up here or I can say I had nothing to post up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-1377573934417694315?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1377573934417694315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=1377573934417694315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1377573934417694315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1377573934417694315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-alright.html' title='Life alright.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2865099732414507382</id><published>2008-06-17T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:19:38.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not dead!</title><content type='html'>Yes, my blog is not dead! Its just that Im busy with things in school. Yup, in school not holiday for me! Been returning to school for record challenge. Which will make you hectic and tired. Yes and that the reason why i didnt update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we had our class bbq, from outer appearance its quite sucessful but behind every scene there will be stories. Which means the the inner appearance is not really very nice. People backing out, people quarreling, people not coming etc etc. But moreover its quite fun to meet up friends asking how's china and stuff like how's life and all craps. Afterall, the bbq was quite fruitful as I remember there was alot of fighting and quarreling for those who organise this bbq, throwing chairs infront of teachers, walking out of the class without teacher permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week will eventually come to the end. Which also means that holiday will eventually come to the end. I believe that there will more things coming up next. New stuff to learn, new learning skills, new thing, new everything. New NEw NEW! New chapter coming up, prehaps new teacher for account man! Please, I seriously need a new teacher for accounts, if not get Ms Ong BACK! Who in the world can stand a teacher wanting 100% attention on her during lesson where all of us went dull, bored and trying to stuff what she is teaching into our brains? Why not let us have a relax lesson by 70% or 80% of perfect attention? Where I can talk craps and also learn in the same time? Oh, craps craps craps. Hope there will be a new teacher for accounts man. Bless us with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school starts, I will have to wake up at 6.30am every morning. Although its nothing much different from now. But when can I seriously find a perfect day to slack and rest at home? I tht I have used to do that for every previous holidays? Going Bugis with Jianhui, Sleeping at home, Playing computer, Sleep at late night which is early mornings. But this pathetic june holiday, No more Bugis with Jianhui, No more sleeping! No much time playing computer. Although there seems to be so many pathetic things happening, but it seem that I have growth from a someone who is nothing in school, to someone that can help in school. I mean I can help in doing something for the school. Prehaps only people that are CCA-less can experience this type of feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By serious, I didnt really appreciate this holiday, One day after another day. One by one. And its gonna gone now. Okay whatever craps it may be, Im gonna find one day to stay home and rest. Maybe I can find a day to pon school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2865099732414507382?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2865099732414507382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2865099732414507382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2865099732414507382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2865099732414507382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-dead.html' title='Not dead!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-7336546879730735159</id><published>2008-05-31T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:49:56.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from ShanDong.</title><content type='html'>Okay, im officially back from ShanDong. Had fun there with the cliques (Jianhui, Hongboon, Sheena, KahSheng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I believe this trip is much better than the previous ShanDong trip. Just because we can drink beer. We had beer mostly everyday. Second day, alot of them were drunk, doing stupid things. But I still cant stand the taste of beer, taste so sucky, smell so yucky. The beer there are CHEAP! One big bottle, Guess how much? RMB 3.50! Which is 70cents in Singapore, one big glass bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will be thinking, oh Exchange Program, being with China buddy and family. Oh bore bore bored! But I can reply, A BIG NO! I start missing my buddy now, Oh she is so cute, her caring family, her cute parents, her friendly classmates, start to miss DianLiu No.1 High School. Even HongBoon start missing my buddy, My buddy caring grandparents, knowing that my throat isn't that well they prepare water for me at night, gimme some medicines, switch off the fan for me to prevent me from fever, help me to on the heater for my daily routine morning bath. Her cute parents who brought me to have stupid chicken at restaurant, Her friendly classmates, Bringing me around to see those Shuai Ge in their school. The school, when people are having PE lesson, we wouldn't bother and walk out of the school to buy drinks as their school doesnt have a canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a pig. I have been sleeping through out the whole journey. Morning when I got into the bus, screaming that Im so sleepy, sometimes I really just Knock out. Than Afternoon, after lunch and scenes got back bus, SLEEP! Night, played truth or dare with beer! We are real daring man! My zai cliques. Except Jianhui, she dont dare to do anything =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this journey, I have learn to appreciate Singapore better. The food, the short school time, the short bus journey, the toilet with doors and locks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-7336546879730735159?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7336546879730735159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=7336546879730735159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7336546879730735159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7336546879730735159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-from-shandong.html' title='Back from ShanDong.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3238747122084918600</id><published>2008-05-20T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:33:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post before I leave for ShanDong.</title><content type='html'>Ha, this might be the last post before I leave ShanDong, time flies. When the time we are discussing about going ShanDong in the staff room, Im have sore throat. And now, 2 days before I leave, I down with sore throat again. The only way to cure for my sore throat is Strawberry pocky! *hinthint* Anyone who get it for me will be my new update good friends. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was discussing about dying in China. All craps like, before entering the room. Hang your undergarments around the hotel room. Stupid SengSang was saying, the moment we landed in ShanDong, JiNan. We will be able to feel the effect of earthquake. What if I die there?&lt;br /&gt;What if my body is lefted unfound and become rotted and stiff? What if Im alive but left unfound under obstacles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, Im looking forward for the day we left ShanDong. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, byeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3238747122084918600?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3238747122084918600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3238747122084918600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3238747122084918600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3238747122084918600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-post-before-i-leave-for-shandong.html' title='Last post before I leave for ShanDong.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-7856786281470232048</id><published>2008-05-16T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:11:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random random random!</title><content type='html'>A random post after few days of slacking in school. Totally waste of time going to school, no point lah. Had napfa today, Nafa or Napfa? Ha, was quite shock for my standing board jump. Anyway, heres my result for napfa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit &amp;amp; Reach, 33cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull ups, 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing board jump, 173cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit ups, 32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.run, 11.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napfa totally sucks, wanted to pon for it, but dont want to take it alone. Its about the class spirit, how the class helps to motivates you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for shopping soon! I want that Zara's sandals! I want it so badly. Jianhui want the Zara's bag. I need to get a earphone soon. I was walking home from school, a total 45 mins of walk. While walking, shaking my ipod for fun, the earphone I change from Joses snap! Which means, its time for me to get a new earphone! Okay, anyone want to sponser me for that?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to do shopping soon soon and soon! I find that Mango things are like, so aunty lah. So ugly. Dorothy Perkins broken bangle is much more style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever, will be going Marina with Jianhui tml. And and and!&lt;br /&gt;Marlinus will be going out with my brother and im going to act to meet them! Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route of school to home is Far FAR FARRRRRRRR! I took 45 mins. I got home and straight lying on the bed. The moment I got up to bath. The left side on my head got a very bad headache. Totally very bad. So miserable. But it will go after few mins. But 2.4km is much more worse worse worse than that okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats about Radio Wave Exposure?&lt;br /&gt;Why off your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Will get cancer?&lt;br /&gt;If its about the electricity, than we should have blackout now, so we wont have the chance of getting cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Is it means that I have to off my television, laptop, aircon, ipod, phone, lights, switch off the lightbox? Be safe rather than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE, TO OFF MY TRAP MY LIGHTBOX IN MY HOUSE! *pray that my parents wont scold me for that stupid act *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-7856786281470232048?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7856786281470232048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=7856786281470232048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7856786281470232048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/7856786281470232048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-random-random.html' title='Random random random!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-813486200345610022</id><published>2008-05-13T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:49:51.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im starting to hate.</title><content type='html'>Okay, today was the worst day I ever had. I start hating people in my class. You guys should know who, I just start hating. I have control as much as possible for not hating or dislike but this few days I simply got so irritated. I got irritated in Accounts lesson, got irritated with the pig. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I dont give a damn. Probably, time will prove everything. Time is the medicine for the irritates. Time is the cure. I shall not go to school unless I have something important. But I seems that the left over days wed, thur, fri, tues, wed, is all important for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed- Have dance for ShanDong ( Pon ten )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thur - Have dance for ShanDong ( Perhaps going?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri- NAFA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues- Need to pass up my passport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed- Maybe taking report book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thur- Off to Changi Airport and bye bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be very busy for the days coming up. This coming weekends, I might be going Malaysia and after Malaysia, I will be going ShanDong back on 29 may and 2 jun off I go to Macau, be back at 6may hopefully. Mum might extend the days there. She wants me to see how the villagers live there &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So excited man, woahhhhhhhh~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I wont be going to school tml. Dont miss me okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my results and off I go for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English paper 1- 32/60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English paper 2- 37/80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total- 49/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maths paper 1- 41/60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maths paper 2- 34/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total- 75/110&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Geo- 47/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Social studies- 18/30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total- count yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Physics- 24.5/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chemistry- 35/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total- 59.5/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Accounts - 66.5/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese- 58/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-813486200345610022?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/813486200345610022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=813486200345610022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/813486200345610022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/813486200345610022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-starting-to-hate.html' title='Im starting to hate.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2925600615829113600</id><published>2008-05-08T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:45:07.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last paper!</title><content type='html'>Woah, after a hectic and sucky week, finish the mid year exams will end in 24 hours from now. Damn pissed off for my maths paper 2.Cause I totally forgotten that im having a paper today! Damn it lah, was happily playing my computer game, watching teevee with my mum home at midnight asking me whether have I studied? And I go " AHhhhhh I forgot about it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper 2 isn't fruitful lah. During the start of the paper, Kimmeng and YongSheng at there fighting =.= Ms kwok cant do anything, everyone was pissed by KimMeng. Than 3 people are late for maths paper. And Ms Kwok didnt realise that she didnt gave the paper to them. Rather than that, I feeling so stuffy throughout the paper! Although the fan is just on top of me. Moreover, the paper is quite easy but its just that i think i will fail. People are there complaining that the paper is difficult, but think over, it will be easy if you had study and well prepared for it. If we are given more time, to stare at the paper to think of answer, like what I do. I believe we will have some ways to solve it. Maths is just about thinking. Sometimes, if you think the paper is easy, you do it fast and you felt that the time is too much. Sometimes, you think the paper is difficult, you need time to think and you felt that the time is too little. People are all like this with dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough talking of paper 2. Went to Amk hub with Jianhui, Jiehan, Huiting, Vivian and Gregory. Went for window shopping, spotted a cap and shades from 77th street. Anyone want to buy for me? I am going to pon school for shopping next week. Anyone want to join? Travelling around Singapore. Going amk, vivocity and bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to vivocity to get my forever 21 hoodies. Than to Bugis to get Bf tee and nf shorts. Than will be shopping around. Ahhhhhh Seriously, im in love with that cap lah. Althought im here typing this post, but my mind is thinking of that cap. I need to get it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my dad with bless me with some extra money, currently broke! Im left with 100 bucks to buy things. Theres so many thing i need to get and need to do.&lt;br /&gt;I want ruby graphfruit breezer!&lt;br /&gt;I want have a midnight movie!&lt;br /&gt;I want to dine for chocolate fondue!&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy some stuff for ShanDong trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I want the cap and the ruby graphfruit breezer! Ahhh, im so into breezer this few weeks. Through out this month, I have been drinking every saturday or friday night with fail. How I wish to maintain it! Haaas, eventually my liver will go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blog another day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2925600615829113600?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2925600615829113600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2925600615829113600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2925600615829113600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2925600615829113600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-paper.html' title='Last paper!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-9110732277074385345</id><published>2008-05-06T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:34:18.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die for Account.</title><content type='html'>Ha. Account is so so so difficult. Whatever teacher teach dont really being given in the test paper. What is external partner? Whatever studied like, what is balance sheet. What is cash account? Whatever. All didnt come out. Ledger to ledger not a single.&lt;br /&gt;So irritated with that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Dui Bu Qi Eleven's Principal of Account book. Anyway, POA is seriously sucks. And I cant afford to fail that subject! Even if its just pass, i cant afford for that. What so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be Chemistry and Maths 1 for tml paper. Here I am wasting my time. But I will get to studys at night. Maybe I should get a afternoon nap? Than wake up at evening or night, practise on mathematics sums, and there I goes for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fed up for the Super MS game. Darn it. I created a new account and it got dc. But when I enter again. I became a Level 1 cleric. With alot alot of equipment and skills. But now? It roll back and my account is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Attack my fever and headache! Feel so tired about it. Seriously I hate global warming. Have more panadol extra and overdose and sleep forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-9110732277074385345?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9110732277074385345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=9110732277074385345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/9110732277074385345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/9110732277074385345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/die-for-account.html' title='Die for Account.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6398131181728282855</id><published>2008-05-05T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:47:21.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My irritating mum!</title><content type='html'>Okay. I have enough of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school work. (exams and every upcoming thing)&lt;br /&gt;My mum who alway shout from downstairs. (5 mins once)&lt;br /&gt;My bro who try to persuade me from telling my mum about what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Enough of that. Im dieing soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When im young, I don't ever have the feel of headaches. But this current few days, headaches and stomachache has been attacking me. Don't know if its any sickness or phobia toward exams. Its always in the mid of the examination, I got a stomacheache. But all I can do is TOLERATE! And before the exams start, I will have headaches. Regard memorising social studies, reading up geography notes. I can remember vividly that during my english compo, I was attack my stomachache too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that tml accounts paper will be easy. If not you will see how im going to die. People are now mugging for accounts and for me? Now? Playing computer! But I have to admit that I have got nothing much more to revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the Kia Su-ness. I studied my Physic Chemistry since last 2 weeks. And being afraid of failing Principal of Account. I studied for it last night! When im suppose to study Geography! Anyway, My class seems to hate Principal of Account so much. The fans are not working during account lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubts I hate Principal of Accounts too. But, It is a important subject for me. I cant afford to fail it. I cant afford to lose to SOMEONE. Perhaps Im just giving too much pressure on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just revise a little bit more when I get to school tml. Cause Im currently being attack by headaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6398131181728282855?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6398131181728282855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6398131181728282855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6398131181728282855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6398131181728282855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-irritating-mum.html' title='My irritating mum!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3578886757571424800</id><published>2008-05-04T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:14:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accounts!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Exams are so so so boring &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously growing phobia towards examinations. Dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiaz. My account test is this tues and I have not read my theory. AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;I so afraid of it. Please guys, dont put high expectation on me. Dont think I will pass just because of my test marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going out to "study" and playing computer games at home. All thanks to my bro and his friends. Marlinus and Chongxin. Influence me and my bro to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to Novena ytd with Siti,Jianhui and Joses. I seriously tht I could study but, after drinking. My face got so red and being very tired out of the moment. And I realise that I have been drinking very often. Train myself not to get drunk easily. With just 4.8%, my face got red =.= I tht I could absorb some Geography in my mind. But who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke at 11.30am and play computer game again. After went Toa Payoh to have lunch. Went to Aunt's house after lunch and went home to play game again. Read my geo notes and found that it was lost! Called Jianhui and she said its not with her. Sms-ed Siti and she was looking for her pencil. Thought it was with Joses and suddenly Jianhui sms me that my notes is with her. Ha. I request to her to reach school at 6.30am and im gonna let her come school to wait for me! Evil evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall stop here and try to play my game, if it seriously cant start. Than I shall read my Principal of Account!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3578886757571424800?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3578886757571424800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3578886757571424800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3578886757571424800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3578886757571424800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/accounts.html' title='Accounts!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6134954040306760488</id><published>2008-04-30T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:47:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Jianhui!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIANHUI, JIANREN, JIAN PO NIANG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks for being my friend for 3 years.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Quarreling is the most common thing we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quarrel and we get okay with it. Ha. Long long way to go for us together man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We LOVE you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6134954040306760488?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6134954040306760488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6134954040306760488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6134954040306760488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6134954040306760488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-jianhui.html' title='Happy birthday Jianhui!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3262663545033665368</id><published>2008-04-28T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:29:51.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>Hello Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got the urge on blogging about sickness and not about the exams on today. English =.=" No point saying, cause its past means past. So point crying over a spill milk. I mean, I dont care. Eh, I mean, once its over and I wont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Everyone surrounding me get sick easily, Jianhui has fever, Jiehan which doesn't know whats wrong with her stomache, Joe which always saying he has a stomachache. Joses who got attack by fever recently. And me, just suffer some stomachache from no where.Last few weeks, Karin suffer from fever too. Rather than that, I believe some other people got some illness, Sengsang? Patricia? or anyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sitting on the bus and I came with the thoughts of praying for all friend being attack by illness. Lord, listen to my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had some thinking on the bus home today,if one day ur friend leave you for private university or we graduted? was rather thinking that everyone has played a very important role in my life. Without anyone of you, my life seems to be not in a full shape. Im very afraid of what will happen after our secondary life. Maybe now we feel that secondary life is like, "Oh so boring, hair colour, skirt, pants, work, carrying heavy books. But by the moment we leave Serangoon Garden Sec, we will be thinking. "Oh, I miss school so so so much, the time we sneak out of classroom to buy food, the time we quarrel with teachers, the time we spend together" Maybe I am afraid of our future but im eager to look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For friends that spend 3 years with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its great knowing all of you guys, every year, every month, every day, I get to know more and more of you. Some of you are weak, some are strong. Sometimes, we get irritated by KimMeng, but have you ever imagine our lives without him? Ain't our class be very quiet? I thank God for blessing me with such great friends around me, Siti, Azureen, Jianhui, KimMeng, Joses, YuanJun, YingChing and many many more. Althought I may not spend time with some of you this year, but without you, my live will never be complete. Even if any of you leave during the mid of secondary life, I will be very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For friends that spend 2 years with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its happening for us to be in the same class, its the same, without you I felt a missing in my life. Something is wrong. I don't know who to express the feeling. But I thank God for having us in the same class and believe that we will excel in studying more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For friends that spend 1year/months with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, way to go man. Dont worry! 2 years for us to be together. Maybe our relationship bonds are not so strong, but I believe as times go by, its will prove everything. Hope that all of us in the class can work hard together and promote to sec 5 together. All for one, One for all. (NCC) We can actually help each other in studies. People who are stronger in some subjects can help the weaker ones. I hereby thank God for giving be such a friend being in my life, Dont worry man! Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that im afraid of my future, but eager to look forward into. The way I do in my studies, the way I do my relationship, the future of mine working in the society. Maybe my relationship with my friends with just end after we graduate from school. But I promise that you guys will always be in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys! and work hard for the upcoming obstacles and problem coming towards! Go friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3262663545033665368?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3262663545033665368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3262663545033665368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3262663545033665368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3262663545033665368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-3479232526204065186</id><published>2008-04-27T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:13:26.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying is bore.</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is so damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you try to plan to study, eventually you will feel sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it man. Than we try to make something to let you feel awake and study.&lt;br /&gt;BORE BORE BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I start loving to drink. Ha Ytd went out with Jiehan and Jianhui about the class tee thingy. We went to 7-11 and I just go straight to beer section. Took out breezer (i forgot) and Jiehan said she go to the counter. Amazingly, the cashier let us buy!&lt;br /&gt;So I drink it in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Jianhui said that im drunk, nearly hit by car.&lt;br /&gt;Did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish there is a beer now, to make me high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-3479232526204065186?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3479232526204065186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=3479232526204065186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3479232526204065186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/3479232526204065186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/studying-is-bore.html' title='studying is bore.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-70864857883374036</id><published>2008-04-24T14:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:09:31.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Photos on the meet with Hakim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SBAj8-WhBKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eHW-WOBIi98/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192689900794741922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-70864857883374036?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/70864857883374036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=70864857883374036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/70864857883374036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/70864857883374036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmxpBPHhvKU/SBAj8-WhBKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eHW-WOBIi98/s72-c/DSC00021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6839605566525682955</id><published>2008-04-23T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:59:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Im exhausted, very very very tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are breaking, my knees are killing me. Going up and down the stairs, such a torture. I wonder if one day, I walk around the shopping mall and just fall with my knees kneeling down. What will that feeling be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I just run for my 2.4m run and unfortunately, I FAILED! !)$%@$%@$%$#&amp;amp;*#  No one is put to blame for that, all I can say is, I shouldn't have walk for the 4th round and waited for friends, with that i guarantee pass.  No forgetting, theres only 6 girls in my class who pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than having muscles ache. My brain is like fcuk! I seriously hate today. I went to Nebo at AMK, just because Gerald Goh is working. And all I goes, doing maths and playing board games. NOW, I not done with my timetable studies. ZZzZzzZ Forget about it man. I shall just read my social studies notes and chem notes. Tml is than the day I finish all my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing this post and there my eyes go closing. Its just 9pm and I already tired. Im not catching enough sleep. I wish that I would have one spare day sleeping, just one day will be enough. Throw my studies aside, my comp aside, every single thing aside! But, I believe I can't. I can only do that which is only after mid year exam. There I go pon-ing schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha I think I better get back to my studies, not like PIG who don't study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6839605566525682955?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6839605566525682955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6839605566525682955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6839605566525682955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6839605566525682955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4345352267172776367</id><published>2008-04-19T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:11:27.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing.</title><content type='html'>Last outing before the exams starts. Oh mama~ so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went SengKang at 7.45pm to meet Annabelle. Ha than Siti came and we went to Starbucks to slack. Also waited for YongSheng, Jianhui, Jiehan and Hakim. They are so late. Nevermind, ha Siti was like, so impatience when waiting for Hakim. The moment Hakim came, she felt like crying. MyGod, Red eyes. Than we went to Arcade to play, sort of gambling for YongSheng and Hakim. Joses called than I found out Jianhui took Joses' ATM card, 2 of them. Than Jianhui and Jiehan arrived, called Joses and they were like scared. In the end, they were scare and pass the card to me. We then went to Bugis for dinner cum supper. Was cheap lah. But the prawn noodles is sucky. I tried the vinegar. Yucks. It taste totally so yuck. Extremely yucks. I vomit out. After, we than went to 7-11 for vodka and whiskey. Than proceed to Esplanade. Joses was like IRRITATING! Every 2 hour or less, he sms me saying to bring us ATM card to toapayoh. I was like chiong-ing the whole devil. Was not really very shiok with it. Wanted to go DXO, but there were some police looking at us. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Jianhui than ask me "what time issit?"&lt;br /&gt;ME : " 1,71am. (one-seventy-one)&lt;br /&gt;Jianhui : HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;ME: aaaaaa, Its 1.17am (one-seventeen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always drunk that time okay. Is just that I suddenly forget how to pronounce or read out the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yongsheng went to talk to strangers girls. Caroline. Around 20years old. Asked for number but, she was attached! Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 mins later,&lt;br /&gt;Jianhui &amp;amp; Jiehan : Now what time?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 4.24am&lt;br /&gt;Both : HUH!? You seriously drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Than they start questioning me things. Soon, there was a heavily downpour. We run off and Annabelle was tired and cab home. We than stand for 15 mins thinking to go where. Suddenly got the idea of taking bus to anywhere. Which means taking any bus. We took to bedok. And than to Pasir ris. We slept in the bus till the last stop. We were discussing where to go. Thought of going Joses house, but he slept. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We than cab from Pasir ris to Newton Circus to eat. Early Breakfast when it was 4.45am. Was like, DAMN! i want to sleep liao lah. Tolerate with 1 hour plus and off we went home. Jiehan came my house, we were like watch tv, than KO! I must watch tv to sleep. Ha, Jiehan and Jianhui understands it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept all the way to 10pm. Joses sms again. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH! hate him sia. Asking about the ATM card again. Of course I dont care him. All the way to 2pm, he than call and sms. Jiehan and me was like super scare of him and dont care about him. He than sms that he call police. ME and Jiehan just went LMAO! Laughing very loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than dad came to fetch Jiehan to Kovan and went to toapayoh to fetch mum after her facial. Joses was luckly. If not I would care about him. I wait for him about 30mins, around toapayoh. "eh meet fairprice" "eh meet library" "eh meet Bata" Total of 30mins. Damn. wasted my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off me and mum took MRT to Orchard. Mum bought a Guess wallet for me. Looks okay. Than we went to had brownie and drinks and we proceed to Dhoby Ghuat and train to BoonKeng to look for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited about 45mins for my dad. Called the 3rd time and he say " I let you all shop longer mah" But when we called him, we are already going to BoonKeng, how to shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We board the car and I start saying "you want us shop longer, so mum can swipe more of your credit card ah?" And he went ~~~ Went to grandma house to have dinner and to fairprice to buy fruits for tomorrow prayer. It cost 16.65 and I paid for that! I told dad about it and he said, we buy for God, so you ask God for money lah. I was like ZzZZzZz, my money =.= But I went, " nevermind lah, You are my fortune God" (cai shen ) ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, post will be on other days, cause blogger having problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4345352267172776367?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4345352267172776367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4345352267172776367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4345352267172776367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4345352267172776367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/outing.html' title='Outing.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4900857400009777450</id><published>2008-04-15T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:05:13.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So boring.</title><content type='html'>Was just wondering, why do people get stress? Than I just found the answer recently, which was yesterday. Not because of thinking Joses the stupid pig. But just suddenly found out that Im having alot of tests and after the tests, EXAMINATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn. Why is school giving so much stress to us?&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday : Account test&lt;br /&gt;Wed : Chinese listening compre, Physics test.&lt;br /&gt;Thur : Social studies, Chemistry test, Maths test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, how am going to survive in such condition. Not only that, with Mr De Souza on MC untill 5th May, which is after exams. How our English and Social Studies gonna survive? Can you imagine you have 1 month of relief teacher coming in for everyday?! I seriously hate the feeling. Trying to control myself of not playing during relief lessons. But, ofc there will be times that you felt so tired and bored. The feeling of screaming out everything if I have the ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianhui asked, why am I not worried for my MYE. Ha, what if I failed badly. Cry like last year, so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, IM NOT GOING TO REVISE THIS WEEK! Im gonna die!&lt;br /&gt;I shall revise everything next week. Oh btw, I have not revise on my Kinematics test tml!&lt;br /&gt;Ohmymamaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4900857400009777450?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4900857400009777450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4900857400009777450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4900857400009777450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4900857400009777450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-boring.html' title='So boring.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-6092276636422415153</id><published>2008-04-14T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:03:47.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>told to do so.</title><content type='html'>Ha, Im told to blog about the speech day. So boring, I met Annabelle at 3pm at busstop and went up to report. Went to tie my hair but teacher was demanding, was super unhappy and very irritated and went to pin my whole fringe up. The speech of the G.O.H and principal was quite long. Me and Syawzi was irritated. Ha! Jianhui and friend, cheered for me when I was about to get the prize. * so pai seh* NCC performance was great. Was so proud of Zhengdao, gummy. Last few weeks, I got the chance to ask Daniel for teaching me how to spin the rifle. Ha But I dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speech day, went walking around with annabelle, saw alot of people. Dont wanna blog it out. Than went to toilet to change and bring down my hair. Bus-ed to garden to meet Joses, Jianhui. Both of them are late, went cafe cartel for dinner.*sucks* from friday till now, the feel of vomitting is not vanished. Kittisak and Yongsheng join us. and Annabelle went home as she was afraid of ghost. Was persuading Kittisak to join us for movie. In the end, he went home. We than cab down to cineleisure to meet Joses friend. Ehhh, his friend was anti-social. Me, YongSheng and Jianhui went to check out for movie slot. Saw HOGC peeps, C2 and C9 with Nicholas. Was shocked, had some chat and went to buy the tickets, Run PAPA Run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to arcade after that, play daytona&lt;br /&gt;1st, Joses&lt;br /&gt;2nd Jianhui&lt;br /&gt;3rd me.&lt;br /&gt;4th Yongsheng.&lt;br /&gt;It should be me to be second but Jianhui crash me from the back. So evil. Ha, Joses and YongSheng played tennis, Yongsheng was lousy. Than Yongsheng played mahjong. Than we play the dunno what game. Lols. Me and Joses VS Yongsheng and Jianhui. That was fun lah. Joses elbow hit the thing and drop into it. Super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cinemas hall 5. The cinema was very cold. Dying of freeze. The show was quite boring. Rate 3/5. Dont really understand the story. Perhaps blame on YS? He played popcorn war. Jianhui throw Joses and he was like? no reaction. So YS start pouring at us. He was irritating in the cinema! Cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, went walking around Orchard, which all the shops are closed. Walk and all the way to Newton Circus, discuss about how the route of going home, but I don want to go home. Theres only 2 choice.&lt;br /&gt;1) Go home!&lt;br /&gt;2) Go Joses house!&lt;br /&gt;Who in the world will want to go Joses house and wait for the bus to start at 5am and he sent me home? Our route was Newton, Toapayoh, Amk, Serangoon north, Kovan. But I was last girl. Joses never want girl to go home themself, great guy. But also troublesome. He asked YS to sent us, but he was like ????????? No choice, Joses got fed up and changed our routes. Amk, Serangoon north, Kovan back to taopayoh. Ha. I knock out during the cab. Lols. Tht that I can have a short nap. But the guy beside me, wake me up! argh. In the end, i reached home at 4.30am and i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its so boring now, im gonna watch lollipoppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp!&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-6092276636422415153?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6092276636422415153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=6092276636422415153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6092276636422415153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/6092276636422415153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/told-to-do-so.html' title='told to do so.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-2420175993385701186</id><published>2008-04-10T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:25:42.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ~&lt;br /&gt;I seems to not blog very often, but I can say whenever I came online or have the urge to on the computer I will come blogging. Ha sorry about that. But I'm just lazy to turn on my laptop. Ha I know Im lazy =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exams are round the corner. Mr De Souza is still not back. Ha. Shall blog about today's lesson. Which I have not been doing it for like months years? Cause I changed my style that I will blog of something of overall and not about some small little ant thing. But just suddenly got this feel of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson,&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue. Was so luckly that the teachers have meeting and we slack in the netball court. Ha So we wont have to face the Mr Png, which always scold us Si Zui Ba ( dead mouth). Just cant stand him for cursing us to die. Nevermind, see him old, give him face. The worse is, when the lesson ended, he didnt want to leave and stay to look for water bottle to throw away, unfortunally, he throw away mine! hate him so much. As upper sec recess is super late and everytime we gets hungry easily, so WATER is the only survive for me! How can he throw away my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second lesson,&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry. Was studying covalent and ionic bonding, oh can I say its a revision? Had a quiz about it, althought I dont seems to understand, but the miracle is, I CAN DRAW IT ! woah. Ha. Anyhow, the lesson ended very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third lesson,&lt;br /&gt;Maths. Greg wanted to go canteen. So I walked with him as Ms Lee wont start the lesson so early. But when I knew he walk to canteen just for strolling, I turned. Lols. Whats the point man. ZZzZZzz. Alvin and Gerald poke my Patrick! damn it, and now, my patrick look so so so skinny. Lols. Sometimes I dont understand Alvin, he ask whether I stead with person A. After few hours, he said I like person B. CRAPS! Rather than wasting time, why not study maths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was okay.As Huiting and Karin quarrel and i dunno who to chose. In the end, I didnt choose anyone. I wanted to chose huiting but they doesnt have enough seats. So no choice with Karin. So its not me ~. Sometimes its so difficult to be someone fair, or someone in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies. Wasnt at aircon room, abit dissapointed. But nevermind, we still had fun and played some games. Mr Wong lose and had to pole dance. ha. which he owe us =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Slack. Was doing worksheet that Mr De Souza gave. Was slacking all the way after the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had conferencing with Mrs John after school. Was so boring. Nearly sleep. Had lunch and went to BoonKeng to collect something and went home. So amazing that when I reach home, I didnt fall asleep but watch the show lollipop! ha. So amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to end my post with the word "ANYWAY" everytime, think of something new.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the life of mine in school. Sound boring? But you will never know the fun we had in class! Together with my family tree. Ha dont ask me about it as i dunno whats happening. Whose my ah gong? whose my ah ma? I dunno. Ha I only know,&lt;br /&gt;Zhengdao, my gummy kor&lt;br /&gt;YongSheng, my gummy kor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-2420175993385701186?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2420175993385701186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=2420175993385701186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2420175993385701186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/2420175993385701186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-1558725334295596445</id><published>2008-04-04T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:17:37.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home is bored.</title><content type='html'>Staying home is ultimately bored bored bored. So boring =.= Suddenly got the feel of this, I seems to be too protected in the past year. Which means, I wont be scare or know anything. Now? I keep asking friends about things. WHy why why? Aiyo. Suddenly feel that I'm lack of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is kinda BORED =.= I love Friday very much. Cause its the last day of the week ^.^ Actually I loveeeeeeeeee Monday, as all the lesson are so slacky. But I dont really like it cause its monday, The start of the week. Argh BOREDDDDDDDD! Thurday lesson is fun though. With Mr Steven Wong, playing the handphone game. Our group name earn alot of points. Ha. Fly without wings. Actually I thought of I lost my Ipod, which we could win even more points. Just got this ideas as Joses told me that He lost my ipod thats why he was headache of =.=" But in the end he took out of his bag and gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im going Ipoh last at midnight. I will be kinda boring trip. So, just looking forward for Monday! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Gonna trim my hair soon, cause Mrs John not happy about it . No choice. Rather than that, Im having rehearsals that Mr Tan will scold. RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover! BYE!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-1558725334295596445?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1558725334295596445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=1558725334295596445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1558725334295596445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/1558725334295596445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/home-is-bored.html' title='Home is bored.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-4541812178867649710</id><published>2008-03-28T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:09:32.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah. back</title><content type='html'>Woah, Im back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, Was fun in school. Perhaps as usual? Yups. But lessons will abit slacky, that the point of studying for me. Having fun during lesson not just mainly having fun but just learning when you are having fun. Which means, you can make some craps in lesson to make the class wake up and continues with the lesson happily. Its always fun. Sometimes, during Physics lesson as there are about less than 15 people in class? Its always slacky and happy to absorb all acceleration and deceleration or even time-speed graph or whatever. Sometimes I will be thinking, we look like those university students in movies (high school musical) as there will be files, pens and always copying notes. Poly students will never enjoy such fun in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But knowing this bad/good news, which is Mr De Souza is on Medical leave for 3 weeks. Perhaps its a good new or bad news? Its just how you are thinking. Ha, for me, If Exams are not coming which is like January, Feb, July or even August. I will find that my form teacher is not coming! WOAHHHHH! SHIOK MAN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now? Exams is only left of 5 weeks. And Form teacher which is our english and social studies teacher is just on 3 weeks mc which is almost 70% or the exams weeks are missing. I dunno what will happen for MYE. Perhaps, Joses will go crazy and ask me to sms his mother for a whole load of 100 smses? Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, on thurday, Jianhui got a SHIT smell. It stinks like helllllllllllllllllllll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gtg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-4541812178867649710?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4541812178867649710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=4541812178867649710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4541812178867649710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/4541812178867649710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/03/woah-back.html' title='Woah. back'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22341787.post-5398345566627740073</id><published>2008-03-22T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:47:33.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year anniversary.</title><content type='html'>Ha, Tml is the one year anniversary for me in/out church. I counted it as Easter day to Easter day. So if strictly, Its not one year. Ha. Anyway, no matter what, I will consider going church. But never ever go back. hahaa. As what I say previously, I make a little vow inside. Which is never ever go back church. Which is never ever. If I break this vow, something bad will happen to me. Even I go invite church but i will never ever stay there. There isn't the place I should be staying inside. If you have some serious thoughts. Probably you may think that they are doing things for some motive. They dun show true care but they are just wanting you to be in the church for the name of serangoon garden sec. Those outing, probably are just mainly about asking ppl to church. Sometimes, I will be thinking. Im asking Jolanda, Jiahao and guys to church are letting them to know god or make them into trouble or irritants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Today i went bugis with Jianhui and met siti and vivian. Ha I bought a square bagpack. I bought 3 vintage tees. And also Ipod cover. and some sweets. After went back to bugis street and buy Elango birthday present. The moment I went to the cd shops and saw lollipop old album selling at $8 and the format of the pic i dont have! Ha. Without hesitation, I bought it. Ha Jianhui was Buay Ta Han about it. hehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22341787-5398345566627740073?l=pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5398345566627740073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22341787&amp;postID=5398345566627740073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5398345566627740073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22341787/posts/default/5398345566627740073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkalicious-freaks.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-year-anniversary.html' title='One year anniversary.'/><author><name>SiMin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02710885841791244279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
