<?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-466333641985419568</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:36:34.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow bubbles blow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-7138524151208231182</id><published>2009-05-29T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:54:10.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Quel âge as-tu?"&lt;br /&gt;that was the question that appeared for my&lt;br /&gt;writing test and of course,&lt;br /&gt;for the last time, i wrote&lt;br /&gt;"J'ai dix-huit ans"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah awesooome!&lt;br /&gt;last day for the sem for sec school kids&lt;br /&gt;last day for the term-before-term-test&lt;br /&gt;for poly kids&lt;br /&gt;and of course,&lt;br /&gt;last day for me&lt;br /&gt;to be officially 8een&lt;br /&gt;=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like darn excited but at the same time&lt;br /&gt;darn nervous&lt;br /&gt;cos age is time&lt;br /&gt;and time is not really what i have&lt;br /&gt;what with three totally different projects&lt;br /&gt;to complete in three weeks&lt;br /&gt;ok fine.&lt;br /&gt;theatre research project,&lt;br /&gt;i would say its the nicest to me of all&lt;br /&gt;cos space planning still requires me to draw&lt;br /&gt;seven different layouts for the room requirements&lt;br /&gt;and oh, irdd is the most evil-est of all!&lt;br /&gt;not only, it requires a min 50mins presentation&lt;br /&gt;with a 5mins video&lt;br /&gt;a 3D model&lt;br /&gt;A1 site plan&lt;br /&gt;a couple of A2 drawings&lt;br /&gt;and if possible,&lt;br /&gt;a booklet of our resort&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;w.t.f.&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget ayg too&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised,&lt;br /&gt;its all during school week&lt;br /&gt;nono.&lt;br /&gt;its all during &lt;b&gt;PRESENTATION&lt;/b&gt; school week&lt;br /&gt;darn. darn.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get loa.&lt;br /&gt;HAH. like real laa siaa&lt;br /&gt;wanna get loa for ayg&lt;br /&gt;but im one of the group leaders&lt;br /&gt;soo, must set a good example&lt;br /&gt;chey. bullshiiiiiiiit.&lt;br /&gt;oh and im involved for ncc adventure team&lt;br /&gt;for ncc day&lt;br /&gt;so, YAY. will be doing flying fox again!&lt;br /&gt;hee! i loooooove! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;im on or what siaa?&lt;br /&gt;ndp, nccd, ayg&lt;br /&gt;whooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;careful shima..&lt;br /&gt;you cant afford to flung irdd taaaaaaau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohoh!&lt;br /&gt;i got 19/20 for french listening test ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;heeeeee. but im afraid i didnt score as well&lt;br /&gt;for my writing test =((&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-7138524151208231182?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/7138524151208231182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=7138524151208231182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7138524151208231182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7138524151208231182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2009/05/quel-age-as-tu-that-was-question-that.html' title=''/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5570633991491751549</id><published>2009-05-27T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:44:50.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TERM TEST NEXT WEEK LAA SIAAAAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see laa, shima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SLACK SOME MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luckily, i only have two papers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sheeeeesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY 20th, SARAAAAAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/ShzuxyTVQcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iJ8-28e519U/s1600-h/P1040076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340405797238424002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/ShzuxyTVQcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iJ8-28e519U/s320/P1040076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for being there for me babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i miss you laaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come back to tp soooon pleeease!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and also not to forget another maknenek also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUUNAILAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont have her picture here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;called her at midnight on her birthday but she was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asleep already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;riiight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i bumped into her when i was hanging out at esplanade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=DDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shes still the same suuu that i know years ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daaaang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we need to have a prss full strength outing yaw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5570633991491751549?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5570633991491751549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5570633991491751549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5570633991491751549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5570633991491751549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2009/05/term-test-next-week-laa-siaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/__QWnIgYaLWo/ShzuxyTVQcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iJ8-28e519U/s72-c/P1040076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2369095882720270294</id><published>2009-05-10T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:34:33.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=))</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208603964597778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SgbqdqUkZhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/V8oBl6x_sas/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je m'apelle Nursimah.&lt;br /&gt;j'ai dix-huit ans.&lt;br /&gt;j'habite Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;je suis et singapourienne&lt;br /&gt;je ne travaille pas.&lt;br /&gt;je suis etudiante.&lt;br /&gt;je ne suis pas mariee.&lt;br /&gt;je suis celibatre&lt;br /&gt;je parle angle, malais et un peu javanois =))&lt;br /&gt;j'ai un petit ami =DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;je aime il!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heee!&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥, je t'aime mon cheri!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2369095882720270294?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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lagi kawan kami&lt;br /&gt;yang bukan begitu rapat&lt;br /&gt;tetapi boleh tahan rapat juga ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami sedang menghadapi&lt;br /&gt;matahari terbenam&lt;br /&gt;dan pada satu masa itu,&lt;br /&gt;matahari sungguh silau&lt;br /&gt;hingga saya tidak dapat buka pun&lt;br /&gt;dua biji mata saya.&lt;br /&gt;saya melindung mata saya&lt;br /&gt;daripada cahaya matahari&lt;br /&gt;tetapi cahayanya sungguh terang&lt;br /&gt;hingga mata saya pedih dan&lt;br /&gt;mula berair.&lt;br /&gt;saya pun toleh kebelakang&lt;br /&gt;untuk mendapat teduh dari&lt;br /&gt;matahari tetapi cahayanya masih kuat&lt;br /&gt;dalam semua yang berada di sana,&lt;br /&gt;nampaknya cuma saya seorang&lt;br /&gt;yang tidak boleh tahan dengan&lt;br /&gt;cahayanya, masa pun lalu&lt;br /&gt;dengan lambat yang saya tidak&lt;br /&gt;boleh angkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selepas lama saya menahan&lt;br /&gt;keperitannya, saya dapat membuka mata&lt;br /&gt;saya semula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu, saya sedar dari tidur,&lt;br /&gt;rupanya saya tidur FACING tingkap lah&lt;br /&gt;dengan matahari yang terbenam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dan saya rindu awak lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and to YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dont need your respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and you so dont deserve mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3349690057829653335?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3349690057829653335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-4274486512482510786</id><published>2009-04-25T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:44:03.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;looks like, i'll be doing my attachment&lt;br /&gt;in year 4.1 instead huhh..&lt;br /&gt;timetable is slack for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, had only 3 modules&lt;br /&gt;2 of which are repeated/forward&lt;br /&gt;whichever you may call it and&lt;br /&gt;the other, i missed it during year 2.1&lt;br /&gt;soo decided to take up 2 CDS&lt;br /&gt;and so i'm gonna be learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;French&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Understanding Theatre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;excitement or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to update already&lt;br /&gt;cos i missed out too much&lt;br /&gt;but there wont be NDP rehearsals for the&lt;br /&gt;next three weeks&lt;br /&gt;soo that means, my sat is freeeee! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 57th instructors are planning&lt;br /&gt;a second outing yaw!&lt;br /&gt;with any random peoples invited too&lt;br /&gt;hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and to you,&lt;br /&gt;i'd cross a thousand miles for.&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/466333641985419568-4274486512482510786?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/4274486512482510786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=4274486512482510786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/Sd-Dd2Kjf6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/My83BdPVE_0/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323117833354444706" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/Sd-Dd2Kjf6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/My83BdPVE_0/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since when i got fanclub?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;siaper gi buat niii?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2002844878336002743?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2002844878336002743/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/Sd-Dd2Kjf6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/My83BdPVE_0/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1044384286333816704</id><published>2009-04-11T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:27:26.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>57th! 57th! 57th 57th..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FINALLY,&lt;br /&gt;57th COC is over!&lt;br /&gt;i had a great blast&lt;br /&gt;being my BOTAK boys' APC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they rocked my socks!&lt;br /&gt;with all their uber random jokes&lt;br /&gt;and nonsen ongs which i really love!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh no more being their MUM!&lt;br /&gt;no more being part of their jokes&lt;br /&gt;and doing the super random stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;daven&lt;br /&gt;kelvin&lt;br /&gt;kenneth&lt;br /&gt;raymond&lt;br /&gt;dinie&lt;br /&gt;faizal&lt;br /&gt;helmi&lt;br /&gt;mahyuddin&lt;br /&gt;syazwan&lt;br /&gt;muslim&lt;br /&gt;james&lt;br /&gt;afiq&lt;br /&gt;jonathan&lt;br /&gt;oi&lt;br /&gt;yoke hong&lt;br /&gt;farid&lt;br /&gt;sebastian&lt;br /&gt;wilfred&lt;br /&gt;soon yu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome people, you guys are!&lt;br /&gt;all the best for your future as&lt;br /&gt;Cadet Officers and lets hope we meet again&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they gave me a red rose&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha cos they performed,&lt;br /&gt;fall for you,&lt;br /&gt;for their performace and there was&lt;br /&gt;one part whereby they didnt know what to do&lt;br /&gt;so i suggested that they give out red roses&lt;br /&gt;to ladies in the audience before coming back&lt;br /&gt;on stage and i like the fact&lt;br /&gt;that they are really opened to suggestion&lt;br /&gt;and they did just that!&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha&lt;br /&gt;and after the pop,&lt;br /&gt;the whole syndicate was like on one knee&lt;br /&gt;holding to one red rose&lt;br /&gt;and they were like calling out to people to take a photo&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys many2 siaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the instructors' performance rock tooooo!&lt;br /&gt;we danced to "nobody" by wondergirls&lt;br /&gt;and like, we had a couple of cock ups&lt;br /&gt;but we just danced still&lt;br /&gt;and rock the show!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;you guys are awesome to work with!&lt;br /&gt;=DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1044384286333816704?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/1044384286333816704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-967317662975818252</id><published>2009-03-27T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:00:02.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musically deprived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sooooooooooo music deprived!&lt;br /&gt;gaaaaaaarh.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta keepy myself occupied&lt;br /&gt;just so i wont feel restless siaa&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music has been like,&lt;br /&gt;my personal brand of heroin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEYY.&lt;br /&gt;nak step edward cullen konon.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of 57th aint that bad&lt;br /&gt;i have been sleeping from 0330-0630&lt;br /&gt;daily and like, all the other trainers,&lt;br /&gt;sought the comfort of the PA room&lt;br /&gt;in the theatrette when they have lectures&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APC for Syndicate 1&lt;br /&gt;which is mostly Central&lt;br /&gt;with a couple of Sea people&lt;br /&gt;and since its an all-boys syndicate,&lt;br /&gt;i become their DM arr&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but they gerek boys&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;b&gt;BOTAK&lt;/b&gt; boys&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ndp rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;was short&lt;br /&gt;and encik wee, mathy and SM&lt;br /&gt;are funny peoples&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;and not to mention,&lt;br /&gt;gatal too.&lt;br /&gt;opps.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going jb&lt;br /&gt;then sun book in&lt;br /&gt;hectic or what?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-967317662975818252?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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ringing&lt;br /&gt;and mostly for me of course&lt;br /&gt;and my sisters were pissed&lt;br /&gt;cos half the time i couldnt here&lt;br /&gt;them calling me cos of the earpieces&lt;br /&gt;stuck in my ear =DD&lt;br /&gt;so there was one time,&lt;br /&gt;that i was really tired of answering&lt;br /&gt;the calls too soo i was like,&lt;br /&gt;in a really draggy voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was expecting either malia or mira&lt;br /&gt;to be on the other end of the line&lt;br /&gt;but it was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;girl: uhh, ma'am? ni hazirah.&lt;br /&gt;me: 0.0 hazirah who?&lt;br /&gt;girl: uhh cadet. east view?&lt;br /&gt;me: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;*slaps forehead*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be booking in for&lt;br /&gt;spec course phase one laterr&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent pack&lt;br /&gt;=D hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and michael jackson's songs rock or what?&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and thanks to zzat,&lt;br /&gt;i'm like watching some tecktonik(sp?) videos&lt;br /&gt;and i found the Pussy song!&lt;br /&gt;hahaahhaah&lt;br /&gt;ok those who went to&lt;br /&gt;East District Freestyle Drill Comp,&lt;br /&gt;knows what im talking about&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha till then laaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-8928950195904941900?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/8928950195904941900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=8928950195904941900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/8928950195904941900'/><link rel='self' 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home&lt;br /&gt;and did my warm ups all at the door&lt;br /&gt;and was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kayy, if no mats. start running&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was only evening&lt;br /&gt;soo wasnt expecting any mats&lt;br /&gt;but the moment reached first floor,&lt;br /&gt;my enthu died siaa..&lt;br /&gt;too many mats hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;soo ended up briskwalking all the way&lt;br /&gt;to the bustop at bedok reservoir park&lt;br /&gt;to meet mira&lt;br /&gt;did more warm ups before we started jogging&lt;br /&gt;then we waaaaalk,&lt;br /&gt;then jogjogjogjog,&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaalk before we ran the last 5 - 10 meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day,&lt;br /&gt;malia came down to east view&lt;br /&gt;to wait for me for a while&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to go running with her&lt;br /&gt;but legs still cramming&lt;br /&gt;HEE. =DD&lt;br /&gt;soo was like super excited&lt;br /&gt;asking her to play badminton!&lt;br /&gt;as i asked nafiz anf izzat but both tak bergerak siaa&lt;br /&gt;(both &lt;i&gt;never 'move&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;but couldnt get the badminton court at tp&lt;br /&gt;soo back up plan was:&lt;br /&gt;play Catching! =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh that was the backup plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked irsyad, elfie and nisa along&lt;br /&gt;all of us met at tp triangular park&lt;br /&gt;ari came later&lt;br /&gt;and we had a few rounds of badminton&lt;br /&gt;i super excited caaaaan?!&lt;br /&gt;super loong siaa since i last played&lt;br /&gt;then they evil.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;made me the Catcher&lt;br /&gt;but i purposedly gave up&lt;br /&gt;HAH. opps. then a few rounds of Catching&lt;br /&gt;before we decided to play some friendlier games&lt;br /&gt;after my second fall&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;fell once while playing badminton&lt;br /&gt;"sprained" my left ankle&lt;br /&gt;and the other one,&lt;br /&gt;missed my right footing into a drain,&lt;br /&gt;right ankle hit the curb&lt;br /&gt;before i landed on my right knee&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;yerp.&lt;br /&gt;ok cut that.&lt;br /&gt;and we had ghost stories before we finally went home&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayy fine.&lt;br /&gt;its not interesting.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;no Kinabaluuuuuuuuuuu =((&lt;br /&gt;soo i guess i can dye my hair right after&lt;br /&gt;Spec course!&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and supp papers too&lt;br /&gt;=.= dang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5366716693789881669?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5366716693789881669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1924664084768350682</id><published>2009-03-13T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:07:21.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boohoo, much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;omggggggggggggggggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;jam legend is like SUPER sot noooooooow&lt;br /&gt;im super saded caaaan?&lt;br /&gt;garrh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nononono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;canon rock super irritating or what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1924664084768350682?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-4923207068895469845</id><published>2009-03-11T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:01:41.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tap tap tap strrrrrrrrrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im going to drown myself in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamlegend.com/"&gt;Jam Legend&lt;/a&gt; noow.&lt;br /&gt;stupid gore nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whyyyy&lt;br /&gt;do i suddenly find myself&lt;br /&gt;humming to Dangdut songs?&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;wtfuuuuuuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-4923207068895469845?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3628760319589566242</id><published>2009-03-09T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:34:28.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future bleaks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to career/education fair at suntec&lt;br /&gt;with family yesterday&lt;br /&gt;picked up some brochures and booklets&lt;br /&gt;that i was interested in&lt;br /&gt;one of the first few i picked up?&lt;br /&gt;Diploma in Pastry and Baking&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; kidding, ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loove cooking&lt;br /&gt;but if like, in the business world&lt;br /&gt;and stuff, its hard to succeed internationally&lt;br /&gt;as in, we have the Halal issues, wine etc.&lt;br /&gt;but bakiiing, you learnt all the desserts and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you, just the idea of making&lt;br /&gt;the ideal wedding cake was like supper thrilling laa!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was some hourly show thingy&lt;br /&gt;whereby different booths have different slots&lt;br /&gt;to explain more about their courses and stuff&lt;br /&gt;soo i went to see the Culinary it offered&lt;br /&gt;and the chef was going to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vietnamese Banana Flower Salad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he asked for a volunteer&lt;br /&gt;so who did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME.&lt;/b&gt; =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;excited siaaa!&lt;br /&gt;he was like,&lt;br /&gt;'who would like to be my volunteer?'&lt;br /&gt;me:(smiling widely)(raising hand super high)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;soo yeahh,&lt;br /&gt;helped him do the dressing and get to taste too!&lt;br /&gt;super cool chef, i'd say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was walking around&lt;br /&gt;was stopped to do survey each time&lt;br /&gt;then met mr abbas&lt;br /&gt;he said my results werent good&lt;br /&gt;and i might have to sit for supp&lt;br /&gt;wasnt surprised to hear about it&lt;br /&gt;told family and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the MAX.&lt;br /&gt;cos they were like,&lt;br /&gt;you shouldnt waste your time..&lt;br /&gt;blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;better study harder..&lt;br /&gt;blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kak ina was like&lt;br /&gt;asking me why im not doing well..&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;tp is just not my cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;especially my course..&lt;br /&gt;im an extrovert&lt;br /&gt;by that, it means,&lt;br /&gt;my surroundings play a huge part in me&lt;br /&gt;and i wholly agree cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;it&lt;/u&gt; just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and she suggested some stuff&lt;br /&gt;which really, i dont mind..&lt;br /&gt;but all the money..&lt;br /&gt;wasted siaa.&lt;br /&gt;oh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the night before,&lt;br /&gt;went out with 53rds&lt;br /&gt;not full strength of course&lt;br /&gt;but some of the "prominent" faces there&lt;br /&gt;and there was Mark and Haiqal too&lt;br /&gt;and next time if we wanna meet,&lt;br /&gt;i'd suggest we meet at 1&lt;br /&gt;so that we can come around 4&lt;br /&gt;OHHKAAAAAY?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;57th or Kinabaluuuuu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3628760319589566242?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3628760319589566242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3628760319589566242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like full-on for NCC stuff&lt;br /&gt;went for cohesion night on friday night&lt;br /&gt;after which we ton-ed&lt;br /&gt;to have a late night supper&lt;br /&gt;a late night movie&lt;br /&gt;then just lepak at &lt;b&gt;LOWER&lt;/b&gt; seletar&lt;br /&gt;ehem. ahahaha (inside joke laaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booked in on sat morning&lt;br /&gt;just in time to bathe and change for&lt;br /&gt;East District freetyle drill comp&lt;br /&gt;east view girls had a last min sub&lt;br /&gt;for reserve and one cadet pms&lt;br /&gt;i also pms. pissed siol.&lt;br /&gt;performance not perfect of course&lt;br /&gt;but heyy, they only started practising&lt;br /&gt;on friday itself and the fact that&lt;br /&gt;they were able to execute the whole&lt;br /&gt;routine with not much cock up&lt;br /&gt;was a great achievement to me.&lt;br /&gt;and they almost made me cry laa after that!&lt;br /&gt;pms issues again.&lt;br /&gt;but the fact that they thought they let me down&lt;br /&gt;was like, super touching caaan?&lt;br /&gt;and its ok that we didnt get to the top5 girls..&lt;br /&gt;theres always next year =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hassan then picked dada, hello kitty, annisa and me&lt;br /&gt;for khalis's 20th birthday party&lt;br /&gt;bought her some gifts&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you, we were like kinda high siaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the lack of sleep&lt;br /&gt;hahaha talking nonsense and all&lt;br /&gt;was early for her party so&lt;br /&gt;we helped out abit&lt;br /&gt;izzat was like there super early&lt;br /&gt;then we had a few bites before hassan sent us all home&lt;br /&gt;washed up and i was dead till the next morning siaa&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booked in for campfeast&lt;br /&gt;personally, i never favour campfeast cos&lt;br /&gt;i dont have that kind of patience&lt;br /&gt;ahahah i could be patient but it all&lt;br /&gt;depends on the situation of course&lt;br /&gt;got OC post HEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;and boy, was i like, ever so thankful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i didnt get the pc&lt;br /&gt;but got to work with a handful of 56th&lt;br /&gt;they are still not as crazy as the rest&lt;br /&gt;of east but time will tell of course =DD&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;and feel like an old bird seyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;there were lots of changes but we pulled through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so thats about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for spec course which is&lt;br /&gt;in two weeks' time&lt;br /&gt;i had a hard time siaa&lt;br /&gt;choosing over ADC and spec course&lt;br /&gt;cos i've always wanna be a part of ndp&lt;br /&gt;and be an ensign for parades&lt;br /&gt;but since this spec course is like,&lt;br /&gt;the last camp for most of the old birds&lt;br /&gt;i gotta choose spec course over adc&lt;br /&gt;i know this is like, the last adc&lt;br /&gt;with SM silva&lt;br /&gt;but heyy, like SOMEBODY said,&lt;br /&gt;"family comes first"&lt;br /&gt;and i know i wont regret not going for adc&lt;br /&gt;but i will regret if i DONT go for spec course&lt;br /&gt;soo there,&lt;br /&gt;till next time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, now..&lt;br /&gt;the next question is..&lt;br /&gt;Kinabalu or 57th?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3244955537857116445?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3244955537857116445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3244955537857116445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3244955537857116445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;domestic violence&lt;br /&gt;and alleged victim is rihanna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;come on yaw&lt;br /&gt;chris brown himself said&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to stop domestic violence&lt;br /&gt;after witnessing his momma going &lt;br /&gt;through it during his childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;but its ok baby&lt;br /&gt;im here for you&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://entertainment.sg.msn.com/Celebrity-Gossip/article.aspx?cp-documentid=2423542#toolbar&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-6589359369207207289?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/6589359369207207289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-8601393126131627591</id><published>2009-02-10T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:28:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies and dare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MADE TRIPLE CHOC BROWNIE&lt;br /&gt;WITH KAK INA LAST NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;heeeee. but its not the recipe that&lt;br /&gt;i wrote in the previous entry&lt;br /&gt;we actually tried this new one&lt;br /&gt;from a recipe book kak ina just bought&lt;br /&gt;and its super &lt;b&gt;FUDGYYYY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a very nice crust&lt;br /&gt;i like =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i had no school&lt;br /&gt;as lessons for today was done last week&lt;br /&gt;so i went out with my SG friends&lt;br /&gt;i actually watched two movies yaw&lt;br /&gt;watched bride wars&lt;br /&gt;at orchard cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;with gay boy and fai&lt;br /&gt;and i actually cried&lt;br /&gt;ahahah but im not the only one kayy&lt;br /&gt;gay boy cried too&lt;br /&gt;hahah but it was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;after that we rushed to meet up with shikin&lt;br /&gt;and zeela at dhoby cathay&lt;br /&gt;but zeela was as always,&lt;br /&gt;late, so we ended up waiting for&lt;br /&gt;her over an hour&lt;br /&gt;bought tickets to&lt;br /&gt;Underworld 3 and had dinner at ljs&lt;br /&gt;as we lepak, met faddy, his girl and his friend&lt;br /&gt;he shaved the side of his head&lt;br /&gt;was super shocked but chilled&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;our movie played at Hall 1&lt;br /&gt;which is the Grand Cathay&lt;br /&gt;and zeela was like, super jakon laa!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah cos its like,&lt;br /&gt;super grand, caaaaaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its much HUGE-er!&lt;br /&gt;(note, not BIGGER)&lt;br /&gt;it feels like you're in one of&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade's audi but a lil smaller&lt;br /&gt;theres a stage and curtains&lt;br /&gt;which covered the super huge screen&lt;br /&gt;in short: it looked like a total American kind of theater!&lt;br /&gt;it was super WOW-ing!&lt;br /&gt;reeeeeeeaaaaaally!&lt;br /&gt;i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;its the kind of scene whereby&lt;br /&gt;in europe/states, they did the movie premiere&lt;br /&gt;and the casts would come on stage and talk to the fans?&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH,YEAHH,YEAHH!&lt;br /&gt;that kind of cinema theater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nak watch movies in that cinema again&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and the sound system was soo much better&lt;br /&gt;cos your seat actually vibrate a lil&lt;br /&gt;awesoooooome.&lt;br /&gt;ohh,and underworld super gruesome please.&lt;br /&gt;blood spurting everywhere like fountain.&lt;br /&gt;i almost died.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im dared to ask this dude out&lt;br /&gt;for a date on vday&lt;br /&gt;how bout that?&lt;br /&gt;hahaah i dont even talk to him laaa&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i KNOW he'll say no&lt;br /&gt;so no harm asking&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-8601393126131627591?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/8601393126131627591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=8601393126131627591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/8601393126131627591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/8601393126131627591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2009/02/movies-and-dare.html' title='movies and dare'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-4034505597611203868</id><published>2009-02-06T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:25:08.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a penny for a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;greeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;what a way to a 'great' weekend,&lt;br /&gt;i got Sarah's BUG!&lt;br /&gt;hahah not your fault sweety&lt;br /&gt;but the bug is killing me siaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to stay at least a metre&lt;br /&gt;away from afnan =.=&lt;br /&gt;riiiiiight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know if its the bug&lt;br /&gt;thats speaking or my Monthly moments speaking,&lt;br /&gt;but i talked to sarah about some friendship stuff&lt;br /&gt;and she shared my view but with her clique&lt;br /&gt;of course laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;'ve changed&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like it&lt;br /&gt;but im not the only one&lt;br /&gt;the others seconded it&lt;br /&gt;i dont think&lt;br /&gt;a different environment&lt;br /&gt;a different school&lt;br /&gt;a different group&lt;br /&gt;a different time schedule&lt;br /&gt;is a good excuse at all&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens to&lt;br /&gt;the unwritten rule of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friends before boo?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, perhaps its all forgotten huh?&lt;br /&gt;im not saying so just cos im single&lt;br /&gt;cos right now, being single has never felt so good&lt;br /&gt;as i grow older, i dont see the need for a&lt;br /&gt;significant other anymore&lt;br /&gt;and when i was attached,&lt;br /&gt;i gotta make sure that i made time &lt;br /&gt;for you and that i see to&lt;br /&gt;the freaking unwritten rule&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;its like you're gonna die without him&lt;br /&gt;which i have to say,&lt;br /&gt;is ********.&lt;br /&gt;yerp, down right ********&lt;br /&gt;dont use the 'close/best friends' shit no more&lt;br /&gt;cos girl, you made that shit look dead&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;YOU,&lt;/b&gt;'ve drifted too far&lt;br /&gt;i must say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont say you're busy and stuff&lt;br /&gt;cos look around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; arent the only one&lt;br /&gt;i saw you have time for your other friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said before,&lt;br /&gt;i'll put my foot down if&lt;br /&gt;things go too haywire&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like,&lt;br /&gt;i cant care much anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll say this:&lt;br /&gt;its not me,&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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thought'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1660756521572433879</id><published>2009-02-05T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:27:49.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>triple chocolate brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;U&gt;Triple Chocolate Recipe&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;melt dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;into melted salted butter&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;sugar&lt;br /&gt;flour&lt;br /&gt;*stir stir stir*&lt;br /&gt;add semi-sweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;white chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;pour over baking pan&lt;br /&gt;bake&lt;br /&gt;serve hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1660756521572433879?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/1660756521572433879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=1660756521572433879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1660756521572433879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1660756521572433879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2009/02/triple-chocolate-brownies.html' title='triple chocolate brownies'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2568953352364628451</id><published>2009-02-05T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:23:46.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartpain heartpain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;just checked my tpmail&lt;br /&gt;and got a mail regarding&lt;br /&gt;a study trip to germany and france&lt;br /&gt;*shoot me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than the 'excursions' to&lt;br /&gt;Mercedes Benz Museum, Ritter Sport (Chocolate factory)&lt;br /&gt;and Hochschule Esslingen University at Stuttgart,&lt;br /&gt;the trip includes spending the&lt;br /&gt;first few days &lt;u&gt;in Disneyland Europe and Paris&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shoot me NOW*&lt;br /&gt;not to forget seeing&lt;br /&gt;such landmarks like&lt;br /&gt;Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame and Champs Elysees&lt;br /&gt;*shooooot me*&lt;br /&gt;i super sad siaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thennnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The trip cost is estimated to be around S$3,000 (Air-fare, airport tax, all accommodation in hotels, some food and transportation, optional city tour in Paris could be arranged)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matihidopbalek&lt;br /&gt;matihidopbalek&lt;br /&gt;matihidopbalek&lt;br /&gt;matihidopbalek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EX or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last year's trip was to US and&lt;br /&gt;they get to experience different&lt;br /&gt;types of roller coaster rides&lt;br /&gt;gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2568953352364628451?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2568953352364628451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=2568953352364628451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2568953352364628451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2568953352364628451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2009/02/heartpain-heartpain.html' title='heartpain heartpain'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5622665694360372227</id><published>2009-02-04T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:20:11.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something* Nougat Cornflakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Recipe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small Mars Bars&lt;br /&gt;Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stir stir stir over heat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add in cornflakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transfer into muffin paper cups&lt;br /&gt;refrigerate&lt;br /&gt;and serve cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5622665694360372227?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5622665694360372227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5622665694360372227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5622665694360372227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5622665694360372227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-nougat-cornflakes.html' title='something* Nougat Cornflakes'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2765297754242509485</id><published>2009-01-29T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:21:25.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tick tock tick tock</title><content type='html'>cannot hurrah2 yet&lt;br /&gt;theres still two more projects due next week&lt;br /&gt;quizes.. i lost track of them..&lt;br /&gt;0.0 couldnt remember what on which day&lt;br /&gt;darn. &lt;br /&gt;heck =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;FOUR MORE WEEKS BEFORE THE END OF YEAR TWO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;and heck the previous entry ayt&lt;br /&gt;i just need a venue to let out things&lt;br /&gt;and i realized that watchin movie in between projects&lt;br /&gt;is actually not a bad idea&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;but, really!&lt;br /&gt;it really did destress me&lt;br /&gt;and somehow made me more functional and productive to&lt;br /&gt;complete my tasks even though&lt;br /&gt;it takes a hell lot longer of course&lt;br /&gt;but hey!&lt;br /&gt;if it helps, why not right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realized its like, &lt;br /&gt;one movie for each project&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;so far, i watched &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Speak&lt;br /&gt;Initiation of Sarah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever It Takes&lt;br /&gt;A Walk To Remember&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Kristen Stewart (Bella; Twilight)&lt;br /&gt;starred in Speak and shes actually kinda&lt;br /&gt;a good actress who carried out her character&lt;br /&gt;well and thats the film that she met her current &lt;br /&gt;beau, Michael somethingsomething&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;and if you noiced, the way she act&lt;br /&gt;is how she really talks in real life&lt;br /&gt;the little shrugging and shaking of her head and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initiation of Sarah had that TRL VJ who used to&lt;br /&gt;be Miss Teen USA (and also dated Nick 98degree dude)&lt;br /&gt;starring in the story&lt;br /&gt;its a halloween movie so you might REEEEALLY&lt;br /&gt;hate their background music&lt;br /&gt;cos the suspense music had me jumping alot&lt;br /&gt;=.= and the movie just prove how much i dont get&lt;br /&gt;all the sorority thingy that college kids&lt;br /&gt;are so eager about&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever It Takes, i think all girls should watch&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna see James Franco (Harry Osborn; Spiderman)&lt;br /&gt;in a black G-string! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;he had a hot bod yaw and his smile is &lt;br /&gt;still a killer back then&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEE. I LOIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Walk To Remember, most of you guys might have &lt;br /&gt;probably heard of it much more than all the previous movies&lt;br /&gt;mentioned above, and here,&lt;br /&gt;Shane West is a hottie while a nerd &lt;br /&gt;in the previous movie&lt;br /&gt;and this movie is like super sad laaa&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt. heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo two more projects!&lt;br /&gt;and two more movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song you guys hear&lt;br /&gt;playing right now is from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Nutting but stringz&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a duo who were a finalist at&lt;br /&gt;America's Got Talent!&lt;br /&gt;i never hear them play before actually&lt;br /&gt;=.= but saw their clip when they were listed as the&lt;br /&gt;second runner-up and&lt;br /&gt;DANG. they are like darn good yaw!&lt;br /&gt;i want their CD caaaaaan? =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tock'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5337927165291183488</id><published>2009-01-22T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:27:18.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that was the last straw.&lt;br /&gt;the limit of all limits.&lt;br /&gt;the last wall of defense.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously couldnt take it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i read the letter,&lt;br /&gt;my heart weighed heavily against my chest&lt;br /&gt;never did i feel i have a lot on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;till just now.&lt;br /&gt;it dampen my mood for the rest of the evening&lt;br /&gt;for once,&lt;br /&gt;i totally felt like an adult&lt;br /&gt;with responsiblities that seem too huge for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know what to do&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know where i should begin&lt;br /&gt;i had no plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt suffocated&lt;br /&gt;and thoughts that i shouldnt even think of&lt;br /&gt;went through my mind as a "way out"&lt;br /&gt;but i was opposing it with all the cons&lt;br /&gt;i could think of&lt;br /&gt;all the incomplete dreams if i chose the&lt;br /&gt;pros over the cons&lt;br /&gt;all the people i'd be leaving behind if i chose the&lt;br /&gt;pros over the cons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the letter was my last straw&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my second last,&lt;br /&gt;sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called kak ani&lt;br /&gt;to inform her of the letter&lt;br /&gt;she blamed me for it&lt;br /&gt;but i had been telling her&lt;br /&gt;that this could be the outcome&lt;br /&gt;if we didnt react sooner&lt;br /&gt;but she said its my fault still&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt do as told&lt;br /&gt;but i dont even recall she telling me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i thought hard&lt;br /&gt;what could i do&lt;br /&gt;what will be the worst outcome&lt;br /&gt;if i were to ignore it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kak ya came home&lt;br /&gt;giving me one of her 'infamous'&lt;br /&gt;prep talk again&lt;br /&gt;as usual, no point argueing&lt;br /&gt;i just listened and&lt;br /&gt;kept a 'stone' face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked for the letter&lt;br /&gt;told her where it was&lt;br /&gt;and she sound me so kayy fine&lt;br /&gt;i went to get it&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt there&lt;br /&gt;and she nag a little&lt;br /&gt;and thats when i really lost it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop myself&lt;br /&gt;before i realised that i was&lt;br /&gt;screaming at her already&lt;br /&gt;i felt as if everything implodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop myself&lt;br /&gt;i was consciously aware that i&lt;br /&gt;was 'doing all that'&lt;br /&gt;and curling into a ball&lt;br /&gt;as my last wall of facade broke down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt stop myself&lt;br /&gt;i could only 'do that'&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have ever been through&lt;br /&gt;anything soo.. emotional before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afnan was afraid when he saw me like that&lt;br /&gt;i would too if i saw how i was at that moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum was shouting at me to calm down&lt;br /&gt;but i cant&lt;br /&gt;as 'all that' became my venue to&lt;br /&gt;let everything go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to let go of everything that&lt;br /&gt;i had bottled up in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i looked pathetic&lt;br /&gt;and like some psychomaniac&lt;br /&gt;who just lost her mind&lt;br /&gt;but i really couldnt take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;i felt soo..&lt;br /&gt;empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i staggered to my room and&lt;br /&gt;locked the door&lt;br /&gt;but i guess they thought&lt;br /&gt;i would do something irrational&lt;br /&gt;looking at the state i was just now&lt;br /&gt;so they forced me to unlock&lt;br /&gt;but left me in the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again,&lt;br /&gt;all those unthinkable thoughts&lt;br /&gt;went through my mind again&lt;br /&gt;and i broke down&lt;br /&gt;cos i wont bare to leave all&lt;br /&gt;those things behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed and i asked&lt;br /&gt;for inner peace&lt;br /&gt;cos right now,&lt;br /&gt;that felt like so out of reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may look the same&lt;br /&gt;but i dont feel the same&lt;br /&gt;i havent really let go of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could still feel the ache&lt;br /&gt;cos everything felt like its&lt;br /&gt;'too much'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im in a harsh game&lt;br /&gt;whereby im at a losing end&lt;br /&gt;and i cant quit the game&lt;br /&gt;and it felt im sinking through&lt;br /&gt;a quicksand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was,&lt;br /&gt;by far,&lt;br /&gt;the worst breakdown i ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5337927165291183488?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5337927165291183488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5337927165291183488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5337927165291183488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5337927165291183488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2009/01/breakdown.html' title='a breakdown'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-9167690587908836626</id><published>2009-01-13T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:37:53.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>opps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohhkk&lt;br /&gt;i know i have been gone for uberrrrrr long&lt;br /&gt;but busy with school yaw!&lt;br /&gt;datelines are like super tight&lt;br /&gt;but i'll update by weekend ayt!&lt;br /&gt;=B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no promises, though.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='opps.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2500617045937462207</id><published>2008-12-21T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:46:18.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome ehh rau. hahahah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st week of hols&lt;br /&gt;well spent, i must say =B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hq with atiqah and syaza&lt;br /&gt;for a 'meeting with MAJ Tan'&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha but its actually a surprised&lt;br /&gt;(belated) birthday bash for Syaza!&lt;br /&gt;since the one we planned on her birthday&lt;br /&gt;failed miserably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo yeahh, we were late&lt;br /&gt;cos i THINK syaza learnt from the&lt;br /&gt;past 2 meet ups with me&lt;br /&gt;that when i'm late,&lt;br /&gt;i am late.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha but i was early on that day&lt;br /&gt;and she was late&lt;br /&gt;and so hassan asked us to meet up at central office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when we reached,&lt;br /&gt;hassan told us to wait outside the office&lt;br /&gt;and i had to settle some stuff with fann howe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we proceeded to theatrette&lt;br /&gt;for the meeting. ehem2.&lt;br /&gt;and we were like uber late&lt;br /&gt;and as we walked towards the canteen,&lt;br /&gt;annisa, nat, sham looked kinda pissed.&lt;br /&gt;especially khalis, and she was like&lt;br /&gt;'sounding' us for being late and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i was like answering back and stuff&lt;br /&gt;after that, atiqah was like,&lt;br /&gt;we have alot of apologising to do.&lt;br /&gt;and syaza has that look again&lt;br /&gt;that omg-im-so-scared look&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syaza still doesnt have a clue&lt;br /&gt;even though we saw chairs&lt;br /&gt;that were strategically placed&lt;br /&gt;for games that khalis and all planned&lt;br /&gt;from the steps, we could see nat&lt;br /&gt;lighting the candles on the cakes&lt;br /&gt;that were placed on 2 chairs&lt;br /&gt;syaza STILL doesnt have a clue&lt;br /&gt;till she saw all of us were like&lt;br /&gt;smiling sheepishly and khalis&lt;br /&gt;shouted, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun laughing our arses off&lt;br /&gt;i got chocolate smeared on my face&lt;br /&gt;khalis had chocolate in her ear,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Annisa!&lt;br /&gt;losers were sabo-ed badly after each game&lt;br /&gt;but we still had fun =B&lt;br /&gt;khalis had a water bomb smashed&lt;br /&gt;on her front bottom thanks to&lt;br /&gt;shamsuree! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;but we still had fun&lt;br /&gt;and we then went to ang mo kio KFC&lt;br /&gt;for dinner and khalis&lt;br /&gt;is really like a MUM LAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;shes one of those very few people in&lt;br /&gt;the world that you've GOTTA meet&lt;br /&gt;cos at first you love her cos you hate her&lt;br /&gt;for being so CUTE&lt;br /&gt;but you gotta love her like crazy&lt;br /&gt;cos shes SUPER cute!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;celebrated Anisah's 18th birthday&lt;br /&gt;with Sarah at Sakura&lt;br /&gt;just like for sarah and my birthday&lt;br /&gt;and quoted from nisa,&lt;br /&gt;"For someone who has never eaten at Sakura before,&lt;br /&gt;we ate here three times in this year alone!"&lt;br /&gt;we then went to Parkway Parade to play pool&lt;br /&gt;just like we did for Sarah and my birthay&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha and anisah was like hungry&lt;br /&gt;0.0 so we went to fish and co&lt;br /&gt;she had a platter for one&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah crazy siaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday,&lt;br /&gt;bought most of the stuff&lt;br /&gt;for the BBQ&lt;br /&gt;initially, i bought 10kg of&lt;br /&gt;chickens for 40 people&lt;br /&gt;but SOMEBODY said its not enough&lt;br /&gt;and so i bought another 10kg the next day&lt;br /&gt;marinated the chickens with&lt;br /&gt;three different marinates yaw!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;bought the rest of the stuff&lt;br /&gt;for the BBQ&lt;br /&gt;and am i glad to ask&lt;br /&gt;raudah, malia, elfie, mira and fann howe&lt;br /&gt;to help out and luckily&lt;br /&gt;zul came down to help me carry&lt;br /&gt;the stuff too cos i wouldn't know&lt;br /&gt;how to manage otherwise so thanks guys! =B&lt;br /&gt;ok. i didnt know our pit was beside the monsoon&lt;br /&gt;drain but at least we had shaaaaaade =D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha and i realized our pit&lt;br /&gt;conside with the latest batch of newly&lt;br /&gt;passed out cadet officers,&lt;br /&gt;pit 56E =)&lt;br /&gt;soo yerp, we ad fun&lt;br /&gt;im glad you guys enjoyed the pit&lt;br /&gt;cos i have to say,&lt;br /&gt;i was worried you guys wont like it&lt;br /&gt;but thats not the case! yay.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and yes, next time 10kg of chicken&lt;br /&gt;should be more than enough and&lt;br /&gt;more marshmallows and DRIIIIIIIINKS&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and tonned till 0350h before najib&lt;br /&gt;gave SG farhan, mal, elfie and me a ride home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you soo much for the awesome week you guys!&lt;br /&gt;=B&lt;br /&gt;love you all many2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is exactly why i love NCC =B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2500617045937462207?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2500617045937462207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-8161555143286056900</id><published>2008-12-16T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:04:04.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;GARRRRRRRRRRH!&lt;br /&gt;FOB IS COMING BACK TO PERFORM ON 10th FEBRUARY 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant go&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really feel i shouldnt quit my job&lt;br /&gt;cos i was financially stable on my own&lt;br /&gt;and i get to go for gigs and concerts and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes im soo glad i did cos i heard that&lt;br /&gt;its getting more and more nonsensical&lt;br /&gt;and what do you know,&lt;br /&gt;my cousin is working there now =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='FOB'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3773571235130703846</id><published>2008-12-11T23:51:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:25:28.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICEP Inbound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohhkayy.. now im like really gonna blog the events and stuff ayt..&lt;br /&gt;dang. the previous post is all the stuff that i'm gonna miss now that they are no more here.. garrh. i darn sad laa.&lt;br /&gt;on thursday night, picked the aussie up from the airport..&lt;br /&gt;their flight was delayed =.= but luckily, there were&lt;br /&gt;jack, jill and nafiz who accompanied me to study at BK&lt;br /&gt;we then met up with Shima, Atiqah, Syaza and the SAF people&lt;br /&gt;i had to hold this A4 paper that had the Australian flag and with&lt;br /&gt;the heading, "ICEP Inbound 2008" =.= tell me, who can see from far?&lt;br /&gt;but Shima started waving her arms at the Aussie girl and she was&lt;br /&gt;like confident chop that they are the ICEP people and we were like,&lt;br /&gt;you sure?&lt;br /&gt;and she was like,&lt;br /&gt;CONFIRMED.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and another blonde girl started waving at us too&lt;br /&gt;and we just waved back excitedly. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;but when they exited, they like walked in the opposite direction?&lt;br /&gt;=.= and since i'm their LEO, i approached one of the girls and asked,&lt;br /&gt;me: are you here for the ICEP Inbound thingy?&lt;br /&gt;girl: what?&lt;br /&gt;me: 0.0 uhh. uhhh. ncc stuff...&lt;br /&gt;girl: ohh, you mean the cadet exchange?&lt;br /&gt;me: YES! *phew*(paiseh siaa if wrong no)&lt;br /&gt;then we had group photos and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE4D3uiVCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oQUVDUtFFwo/s1600-h/P1040166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278561877404832802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE4D3uiVCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oQUVDUtFFwo/s320/P1040166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, the rest of the girls went home while the SAF people stayed back to pick up the US delegates. and i dragged nafiz along cos i shy laa (I WAS OK!) and since nafiz is a camp instructor, i let him do all the intro and stuff. hee. xD&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i joined them after school with annisa. my Aussie went swimming and its only the Indian delegates that were in hq. we talked to some of them and i had to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;settle the bunking issues after.&lt;br /&gt;initially, my Aussie seemed like they keep to themselves alot. that i almost died laaaa&lt;br /&gt;but on saturday, after we went to Singapore Discovery Centre and stuff, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE701qzi6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gzoP7gSe0fg/s1600-h/P1040242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278566017200786338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE701qzi6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gzoP7gSe0fg/s320/P1040242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, we had lots of jump shots pretending to reach those berets at the top xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had free and easy and it was right after dinner but the dudes were hungry 0.0 uhuhhh so syaza and i brought them to BK marina square since they really wanted to try the quad burger 0.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the contenders are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278565275911985986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE7JsJyG0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wQBAWEO7Fng/s320/P1040252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bruce Donaldson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE8Z4tD2EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/epZp_yok4RY/s1600-h/P1040254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278566653670709314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE8Z4tD2EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/epZp_yok4RY/s320/P1040254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitchell Stephen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE-Rjp3a6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/9vrHxRRmZcQ/s1600-h/P1040255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278568709604469666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE-Rjp3a6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/9vrHxRRmZcQ/s320/P1040255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sebastian Lambert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE_kd3-XeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/S6GHYowi-vQ/s1600-h/P1040257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278570133982174690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUE_kd3-XeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/S6GHYowi-vQ/s320/P1040257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitcham Cartwright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFADAZjRyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6o5wK8X79qQ/s1600-h/P1040259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278570658645886754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFADAZjRyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6o5wK8X79qQ/s320/P1040259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last but not least, Benjamin Wraight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but DANG. the first to finish was Mitchell, followed by Ben, Mitch was second runner up followed by Bruce. and Seb was the last one to chew it down cos 'it(the burger) was too dry'. thats what she said. HAHAH garrh. miss them. the girls and Ewan didnt have any burger cos like, DUHH we were still darn full from dinner yaw. then i brought them to esplanade and the mini merlion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and if you realized, they did wear the BK crown even after we left BK and there was a gig at marina bay and Seb all did this crazy weird dance that i have to do crowd control for them 0.0 hahahaah and ewan almost pick a fight with punks. luckily nothing happened. phew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thats when we really did break the ice yaw! it all started with the dudes with the crazy in-your-face flashes eversince they arrived but somehow they decided to include me in this insane game yaw and of course, Shimmy gotta have her sweet revenge xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFEm8HyFTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ga_7jnKa1jw/s1600-h/P1040274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278575674019419442" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFEm8HyFTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ga_7jnKa1jw/s320/P1040274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278575968462335378" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFE4FAcbZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L9LBZsWNNUk/s320/P1040284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFFkQ4kd4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7SKjtq60PTU/s1600-h/P1040315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576727564777346" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFFkQ4kd4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7SKjtq60PTU/s320/P1040315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFGU27mYOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Pplv1f1i5vM/s1600-h/P1040328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278577562411753698" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFGU27mYOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Pplv1f1i5vM/s320/P1040328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mitch is sooo gonna kill me if he finds out i have been posting the above picture hahaha but i love you babe. and you're miles away so i shouldn't worry, right? 0.0 hahaah but of course they got unglam shots of me tooo B/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFHltawA8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mKgn2cT_Ggo/s1600-h/P1040290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278578951427457986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFHltawA8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mKgn2cT_Ggo/s320/P1040290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok. showing you guys one is enough xD then syaza went home but she joined us the next day for Sentosa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had a ride on the cable car and since each ride is limited to six people, the dudes; mitch, bruce, seb and ewan asked syaza and i to tag along. aww. its our first ride on the cable car. i happy laaa =D and the dudes purposedly shook the whole thingy and syaza and i freaked out laa! i dont mind them shaking it but the fact that we were over water at that time (remember there was a time the cable snapped and people were lost in the water? yeahhh. THAT freaked me out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and more unglam shots of course. we then had a ride on the sky tower and watched the 3D Pirate Show thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFKMNIq5xI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8QfJ_6cSvkU/s1600-h/P1040387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278581811799844626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFKMNIq5xI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8QfJ_6cSvkU/s320/P1040387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seb had an infection on one of his toes so check out what he wore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFKiXyh83I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PdPeqhbrKbM/s1600-h/P1040373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278582192616895346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFKiXyh83I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PdPeqhbrKbM/s320/P1040373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cute riiight?! hahahahaha but its a good thing i talked him into wearing thongs only. if noooot =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were then given some free time to wander around before gathering back for lunch. thats when syaza and i realized that these dudes have a thing for Subway 0.0 like really, TOTALLY. but syaza and i hung out with SG razif, SG victor, annisa, ewan and ellen joined us shortly after at Saprino's Pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFMFarUQ_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/WF_MPLkVtG4/s1600-h/P1040410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278583894198993906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFMFarUQ_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/WF_MPLkVtG4/s320/P1040410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we then joined the guys back at Subway and they decided to go for the Luge ride but instead of coming back to the meeting point, the guys just have to go to the beach and have some photo taking with some Aussies they met there =.= garrh. so syaza, SG razif and i were left behind as we waited for them like crazy. yerp, my first case of missing cadets. i tell you, i panicked siaa. and i was like going through 200++ photos taken at the Luge to see if they have gotten off the ride and it started to drizzle. syaza and i were like, 0.0 all the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FINALLY, we saw them on the ride and they were waving happily and i was like B/ thanks ehhh. and they were like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dude: Oh, we went to the beach and met some Aussies and took pictures with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: What?! you went to the beach without telling me?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dude: oh? you wanted to go too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: NOOOO. you were like supposed to be here half an hour ago! garrh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but cant stay mad at them of course. hahah so we took the blue line and went to the bus station where the rest were having their lunch and the NZ joined us! they were like hyper even though they just landed hours ago. after lunch, we had free and easy time for 5 hours and i think MAJ Fisher told the dudes to stay with me ahaha and we were like waiting for the rest to join us but apparently the girls went off without telling us B/ so we went to pahlawan beach and Jack and Jill joined us not long after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt want to join them in the water since i didnt bring spare undergarments. opps. but i did eventually. hee xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFOjqJdDaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mfRQkJiI6HU/s1600-h/P1040437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278586612771261858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFOjqJdDaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mfRQkJiI6HU/s320/P1040437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;garrh. and i was bullied, i tell you! bullied!! they threw me into the water and they knew i have a phobia of deep water whereby i started to panic the moment my feet cant touch the ground and my head's not above water. but they just have to pull me back into deeeeeeeep water. especially mitch. GARRH. and they pushed and toppled me over my back. garrh. made me play beach soccer which i sooo sucked at. threw sand at me. and more pulling my legs underwater and dragging me to the middle and wanting to leave me there! 0.0 but of course i'll just grab anyone who's nearest and mitch helped me a couple of times HEE xD even though hes one of the culprit B/ hahah but they are darn cute, i must say. oh, and fortunately i found my tp shirt which i changed into. but of course with no new bra, i had the water mark on my shirt B/ but thats alright cos many other girls had the same thingy too xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we then headed back to bus station and had our dinner before heading to watch Song of the Sea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we had a missing case: Missing officer. and i was like, shiat. cos the Aussie's ticket was with their officer but she was not there and we were like running around looking for her but luckily she came in time. phew. the show was a bit cocky at first but i love the effects and stuff especially the fireballs which we could really feel the heat even though we were far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Monday, they had adventure training in the morning while i had a test to do in school so i cabbed down and changed into No3 to bring the Aussie for their Embassy Visit and we had a phototaking before leaving. Got this cool coin-like thingy from the Embassy which only the MAJ and i got xD wee. hahaha and the bus driver dropped us off at queenstown mrt station for our free and easy for the rest of the day. and like, dang. cos i brought extra clothes to change but the Aussie didnt cos they dont mind walking around in their ceremonial dress 0.0 and i was like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: can i change then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bruce: no. you're gonna hafta wear that. we hardly see you in uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: 0.0 opps. ok then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were like supposed to go bugis street together with the UK delegates but some of them went to the washroom so we separated as we went ahead first. brought them to an army shop at bugis and the guys shopped alot for badges and stuff 0.0 we then headed to Banquet at Raffles Hospital for lunch/dinner before going to bugis street. we realized how hard it is to stay as a group in Bugis Street (even though their head dresses are super outstanding), i let them wander on their own when we reached the 2nd floor and told them to be back there by 2030h. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFTn5jfeYI/AAAAAAAAAII/EdhKnTPVTkI/s1600-h/P1040542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278592183184619906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFTn5jfeYI/AAAAAAAAAII/EdhKnTPVTkI/s320/P1040542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and if you hadnt guess it, i'll tell you. Missing cadets: Case no3. hahah yeahh. the guys were there by 2030h but the ladies didnt turn up. we waited for a long while before moving to the 1st floor and breaking into pairs (mitch paired up with me =B) to look for them and we then moved to bugis mrt station to wait for them but by 2120h when we finally board a train, SG razif called to tell me the girls are back at hq. tell me i shouldnt scream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next day was COC rehearsal so i didnt get to join them for the city tour and a ride on the Sinagpore Flyer T.T but shankar and i joined them for Night Safari. and i didnt regret going cos its free and its totally not worth it if i were to pay. its that bad. i almost fell asleep on the trail ride B/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Wednesday, i had COC rehearsal followed by the actual parade and the ICEP cadets witnessed our parade and they thought we were in pain when we kekanan pusing cos we 'were not smiling' haahah but atiqah said i smiled. thats what she said. ahahaha the aussie dudes went out after the parade for a while to get some clothes for ICEP dinner the next day while i went home to get some clothes and atiqah and i played dress up in the bunk after! yay =B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFW3PthMDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ve14shXvfMc/s1600-h/P1040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278595745365176370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFW3PthMDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ve14shXvfMc/s320/P1040573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to the kayaking place and had a ride on this bumper looking boat and i had to ride with the Bruneians. no issues. but they are boys! garrh. i was quiet during the whole ride even though i have to admit, it was fun! we then went to this place that have all these warships and we went aboard and they told us stuff. and mitch and i had some sharing secret moments hahahah which i kinda regret telling =.= cos he kept disturbing me. garrh. reached back hq and we had an hour to dress up for dinner. we were transported to Park Hotel. at first we thought its some cheap hotel. opps. cos we never hear of it before! but its actually the one in Orchard which has Swensens =B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and to show how tired everyone was,&lt;br /&gt;take a look at Mitch =B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFgkxW15lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WV-QMCcxW-c/s1600-h/P1040574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278606423095633490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFgkxW15lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WV-QMCcxW-c/s320/P1040574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY MITCH! =B &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFX0LGkucI/AAAAAAAAAIY/tZZSXQMeuQs/s1600-h/P1040579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278596792100108738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFX0LGkucI/AAAAAAAAAIY/tZZSXQMeuQs/s320/P1040579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i took photos with my Aussie too! they all looked great laaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFhlUVat1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/OW05BxZxtAQ/s1600-h/icep+dinner+08+aussie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278607531996526418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFhlUVat1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/OW05BxZxtAQ/s320/icep+dinner+08+aussie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us had to put up performance,&lt;br /&gt;the Aussie did a game show&lt;br /&gt;Brunei danced to a traditional song and displayed some martial art skills&lt;br /&gt;Thailand showed their Muay Thai skills. hot stuff siaa&lt;br /&gt;India put up a traditional dance. and darn smooth laa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UK put up like a skit and "promoted" their attraction spots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;USA did the cupid shuffle. CUUUTE =B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NZ did the Haka Dance. another hot stuff. scary. but hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hong Kong sang a chinese song &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of course, the LEOs are not spared too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and our item was a last minute thingy and we decided to sing with the Swiss Band &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=B awesome shit. first time i sang as a back up yaw! hahaah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we had some singing and partying (danced with mitch once =B GARRH.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeahhh.. glad everyone had fun but wished we had more dancing and parteeehhh yeahh! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFkHTGjGVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GozQwna4dqU/s1600-h/P1040689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278610314804533586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFkHTGjGVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GozQwna4dqU/s320/P1040689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mat rep. hahahahaha =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to Hort Park the next day. walked a lot. and Seb fell! hahaha it was hilarious! he wanted to catch the ball and swoop! he fell on his back. and i tell you, its soo not his day. many things happened which i cant remember. and we were supposed to continue our journey to the Alexandra Arch but seeing everyone was tired, we proceeded with lunch instead and dropping them off at Vivo for a quick free and easy session. and its SYAZA'S birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we wanted to surprise her and all but it didnt work. =.= the Aussie wanted to watch Quarantine at Marina Square but Seb was underage but they went ahead with the plan still. At first he got away with it but he was caught when they checked for the second time. bummer. so he was pissed as we chilled at Starbucks. hahah he looked darn funny. and he was like really in need for a game of pool. but you have to be 16 and above so i used my ic instead to get us a table. and mann, hes good yaw. he was like whacking the balls darn hard. but hes a good mentor too =D he helped by giving me lots of tips. and for once, he was being nice! wee. the rest joined us after movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we let the guys took over the table while syaza and i went to play the drum and the guitar machine. and i even let her have a go at the Para-Para dance thingy! it was her first time yaw! ahahaha and we had fun laaa! Right, syaza? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;catherine joined us at the Para-Para machine and she even punched me in the jaw once =.= hahah but thats ok. syaza and i wanted to get dinner for ourselves and we told her to meet there by 2130h. but she insisted on following us so were like, ayt. no problem. and the guys joined us too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went down the escalator, heading towards BK when we found that Cath wasnt tagging along 0.0 so i went back up. didnt see her so i was like crossing my fingers, hoping she'll meet us by 2130h. got our dinner and another round at the guitar thingy. and it was 2130h &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you should guess it by now.. uhuhh.. Missing Cadets: case no4. HAHAH i panicked like shiat laaaa. cos we waited for her till 2300h. we even made several announcements at Marina Square. garrh. kept calling atiqah to see if she saw Cath but her phone died not long after. Luckily i got hold of Shima who was cabbing and THANK GOODNESS, Cath was there at yck mrt station. sorry but i was cursing like shit i tell you. garrh. HAHAHA cos i dont know if i should be mad or relieved or whatever shit. but its ok. and i tell you, their officer is damn optimistic yaw. i'm like panicking. but she was like, i know she'll be fine. she knows her way back. 0.0 cooling siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday was a whole day of free and easy. i gave all the Aussie an ncc shirt, ranks and a personal note from me. we then had some trading (or what we would like to call some swishing party) whereby everyone was like trading stuff for a lil something2 =) i got US badges, US SSG rank, NZ badges, Ewan's crest, Mitch's cadets badge and his whole camo uniform, NZ ICEP shirt, USA air force colonel shirt, Bruce's camo vest, NZ golf ball set (cool ok!) and India's badge, i think. Dont know if i missed out any.oh well. they decided to go for a swim first before going out. Seb and mitchell decided to go to bugis street to buy more souvenirs. Mitch and bruce followed syaza and i to marina square, again. aahahha they had Subway, again. so syaza and i camwhored of course. ahahah and we had a couple games of pool and mitch was kinda high on redbull i think. hahah when i was playing against bruce, he gave me tips and stuff and even when i didnt get the ball in, he'll be like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the rest of us will be like, 0.0 hahaha and laughing our arses off! its darn annoying but super hilarious at the same time xD and he kept saying, 'ohhh.. we gonna have rought sex tonight" 0.0 0.0 HAHAHA wtf! i know! but its hilarious siaa then we played bowling after that. and after every throw, yerp. you guessed it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha see kids? this is what redbull does to you. it made you super hyper. hahaha and after a game of bowling we were like supposed to make our way back to yck mrt station but the guys kept going into shops. garrh. hahah and of course we were late. Seb and mitchell were mad. hahah soo cute. ok then. we went back to base. syaza wasnt in a good mood and went home. so sorry babe =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its Sunday, the day most of the delegates were leaving. we went swimming again in the morning and i let them have their own admin time so they went out for lunch while i went back to base with atiqah. i was darn sad eversince i woke up that morning siaa. could feel things were a little quieter than usual. the hong kong were the first to leave. i wasnt really close to them but i cried when they left. garrh. and madi asked me to hug bruce and mitch for her which i gladly did of course. not long after, the aussie and thailand had to leave too. i cried again. garrh. its darn sad ok. and hassan cried too! and everyone went, aww and gave him a hug. and the NZ did their haka dance for us! its super wicked! i left with the aussie and i hugged everyone too. i thought i wasnt going to come back to send the rest off too so when i cried Arsha and Mar(NZ) were like, you coming back right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i was like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;noo *sobs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they wanted to cry too and they gave me a hug! garrh! i love them caaan?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFyiIgxZJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h4mAffhjAEs/s1600-h/P1040755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278626168980989074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFyiIgxZJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h4mAffhjAEs/s320/P1040755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mar! she damn cute laa caaan! i miss youu =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFxwwS_sSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pUJGpopE7d4/s1600-h/P1040754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278625320667164962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUFxwwS_sSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pUJGpopE7d4/s320/P1040754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsha! i love you laaaa and i miss you babe =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Accompanied the Aussie to check in their luggage and went to MacD at terminal 2 for dinner after Syaza joined us. and its the closing ceremony of Missing cadets again =.= the girls went ahead and we had no idea where they went. so we waited outside the transit area before we realized they already went in 0.0 =.= yerp. hugged the rest who were still with me and when they were like at the counter, i dont know why but i broke down. couldnt help it. and mitch was like trying to capture photos =.= seb and bruce then went to the glass to pose with us as mitch took a photo. hahaah they are darn cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKpuYJi0pI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xcaoCxI3vIw/s1600-h/P1040802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278968327453201042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKpuYJi0pI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xcaoCxI3vIw/s320/P1040802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr gorilla &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SOOO MISS THEEMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;syaza, sg victor and i were like zombies after that yaw. we joined the thailand delegates. took some photos before sending them off. we then joined the uk cadets before sending them off too. shima and atiqah cried as they bid goodbye and i cried too not cos of the UK delegates leaving but cos i thought of my Aussies again. garrh. we then went to tampines to catch a late night supper before shankar, adrian and i rushed back to hq. we made it at 2359h yaw. and the indian and nz delegates were hanging around chatting. hugged arsha and mar! i missed them xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i went to catch a couple of winks before waking up at 2am to send the USA delegates off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok fine, i admit. the reason i wanted to send the USA delegates was due to Robert and Matt. haahah i couldnt leave without saying goodbye yaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKoApAov4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/4VDUojGJ_u8/s1600-h/P1040820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278966442193633154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKoApAov4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/4VDUojGJ_u8/s320/P1040820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Irsai (USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKoUafeW3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Qiz2C5yWWYI/s1600-h/P1040818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278966781893827442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKoUafeW3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Qiz2C5yWWYI/s320/P1040818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Baker (USA) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after sending them off, catch a few more winks at the airport before catching the first few buses home. left home at 1800h to book in with syaza. chatted with the girls till 4am. fahmy was like role playing as a SWAT and it was hilarious cos he was at the carpark but he pretended to be hiding behind walls, dodging bullets, giving signals and stuff. and he ended playing shooting with the NZ dudes and the girls sabo-ed us yaw! with shampoo, detergent and stuff. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;it was great then we had to send them off at the airport. i couldnt cry anymore.. cos finally it felt alright to 'let them go'. i sooo miss them cos hq seems so empty now. we had breakfast after, and it really sinks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKpJMRoReI/AAAAAAAAAJY/n3rfKT5q-co/s1600-h/P1040848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278967688610727394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SUKpJMRoReI/AAAAAAAAAJY/n3rfKT5q-co/s320/P1040848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand dude =B &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that ICEP Inbound 2008 is finally, over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3773571235130703846?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3773571235130703846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3773571235130703846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3773571235130703846'/><link rel='self' 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check.&lt;br /&gt;No more waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;No more sleeping late.&lt;br /&gt;No more being their Mum&lt;br /&gt;No more being a 'woman'&lt;br /&gt;No more being called an 'Asian woman'&lt;br /&gt;No more running up and down flights of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;No more trying to "Speak fda English"&lt;br /&gt;No more correcting my english&lt;br /&gt;No more 'ezling'&lt;br /&gt;No more hair sex, ear sex or whatever other body parts sex&lt;br /&gt;No more missing cadets&lt;br /&gt;No more waiting for missing cadets to show up&lt;br /&gt;No more in-your-face-flashes&lt;br /&gt;No more running and chasing around&lt;br /&gt;No more unglam shots&lt;br /&gt;No more perspiring like, after showers&lt;br /&gt;No more poking and tetetetetetetet&lt;br /&gt;No more BK Quad Burger Competition&lt;br /&gt;No more BK Kings&lt;br /&gt;No more accompanying them to Subway&lt;br /&gt;No more going back to Yio Chu Kang&lt;br /&gt;No more reaching back hq after 'curfew'&lt;br /&gt;No more eyecandy working out at gym&lt;br /&gt;No more playing pool or that soccer table thingy&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out with the dudes&lt;br /&gt;No more "calon-calon" for CPL Muhammad&lt;br /&gt;No more 'shwimming'&lt;br /&gt;No more tanning&lt;br /&gt;No more sunburn&lt;br /&gt;No more yck swimming complex&lt;br /&gt;No more 'That's what she said'&lt;br /&gt;No more having to constantly explain why we take to Marina Bay&lt;br /&gt;No more "SHIMAAAAAAA" or "NO-shima"&lt;br /&gt;No more shush&lt;br /&gt;No more "NIIIIIIIIIIIICE"&lt;br /&gt;No more that white rugby headgear thingy&lt;br /&gt;No more randomly grabbing my head&lt;br /&gt;No more messing my hair&lt;br /&gt;No more ruffling hairs&lt;br /&gt;No more gossiping about them in Malay&lt;br /&gt;No more wrestling&lt;br /&gt;No more bear hugs&lt;br /&gt;No more goofing around&lt;br /&gt;No more teasing&lt;br /&gt;No more crazy dancing&lt;br /&gt;No more exchanging songs&lt;br /&gt;No more "Womaniser"&lt;br /&gt;No more Haka Dance&lt;br /&gt;No more watching Arsha shuffling&lt;br /&gt;No more thinking of where to bring them for free and easy&lt;br /&gt;No more walking around in No3&lt;br /&gt;No more ".. and stuff"&lt;br /&gt;No more laughing my arse off&lt;br /&gt;No more "I got dirt on my butt" or "I got chicken on my face"&lt;br /&gt;No more imitating&lt;br /&gt;No more dancing and jumping around&lt;br /&gt;No more Mitch's butt on our faces&lt;br /&gt;No more dressing up&lt;br /&gt;No more brunei cadets&lt;br /&gt;No more hong kong cadets&lt;br /&gt;No more thailand cadets&lt;br /&gt;No more uk cadets&lt;br /&gt;No more us cadets&lt;br /&gt;No more indian cadets&lt;br /&gt;But most of all,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;MAJ Fisher&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Ellen&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Catherine&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Bruce&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Sebastian&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Mithcell&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Mitch&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Benjamin&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;b&gt;Ewan&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And soon,&lt;br /&gt;No more new zealand cadets.&lt;br /&gt;='((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd knew it be hard to see them off but never did i expect the bond we built to be stronger than what i expected. Thank you sooo much for the wonderful experience =) and to the LEOs who made the whole ICEP Inbound Singapore happened:&lt;br /&gt;Hassan (HASSAN, HASSAN, HASSSAN..)&lt;br /&gt;Syaza&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah&lt;br /&gt;Nurashima&lt;br /&gt;Shankar (Shank-ar/ Skanker)&lt;br /&gt;Annisa&lt;br /&gt;Natasha&lt;br /&gt;Syamsuri&lt;br /&gt;Adrian&lt;br /&gt;Yit Seng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garrh. how i wish all the countries are like, still on one piece of land and we could have reunions and stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5983588543879663023?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5983588543879663023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2876665283627706859</id><published>2008-11-25T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:13:40.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAAAAAAAAY</title><content type='html'>like,&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to donate blood&lt;br /&gt;heheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was rather impromptu of sarah and i&lt;br /&gt;to just like divert to library the moment we saw the blood donation drive signs&lt;br /&gt;when she was like supposed to go to class and &lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt as enthu as last year&lt;br /&gt;for fear of &lt;b&gt;IN-YOUR-FACE&lt;/b&gt; rejection.&lt;br /&gt;but PHEW, i cleared all the way through&lt;br /&gt;heee!&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, it paid for the effort of hitting my arms &lt;br /&gt;a couple of time to let the veins "popped up" xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh so super sorry for the non updates yaw&lt;br /&gt;been busy stressing&lt;br /&gt;been busy studying&lt;br /&gt;been busy hanging out&lt;br /&gt;been busy ncc-ing&lt;br /&gt;been busy helping out&lt;br /&gt;been busy pms-ing&lt;br /&gt;been busy jackNjilling&lt;br /&gt;been busy travelling around Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo yerp&lt;br /&gt;and my home's wireless is down to unknown reasons&lt;br /&gt;and MALIAAAAAA, i'll do that thingy some other time ayt&lt;br /&gt;and FANG XIANG, i know this is like super late,&lt;br /&gt;BUT &lt;B&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so many things coming up yaw..&lt;br /&gt;quizes&lt;br /&gt;term test&lt;br /&gt;COC &lt;br /&gt;inbound icep&lt;br /&gt;and im in charge of the Aussie delegates yaw&lt;br /&gt;so malia, wanna pick them up with me tak?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='YAAAAAAAAY'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1372439110883088612</id><published>2008-11-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:57:33.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not funny.</title><content type='html'>*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;lets be superheros&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;go to the highest floor&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;stand on the parapet&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;let your back face the world&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;and close your eyes and fall back&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;feel the wind rushing past you&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;before you feel the fucking huge impact&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;you're breathing damn heavily.&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;you cant move&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;and youre feeling pain all over your body&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;you cant breathe.&lt;br /&gt;*..::~''{SHIMmy}"~::.._*stressing, much?*_..::~"{JABBAWOCKEEZ}"~::..* says:&lt;br /&gt;and youre fucking dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garrh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. in later stage of stress already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1372439110883088612?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/1372439110883088612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=1372439110883088612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1372439110883088612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1372439110883088612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-funny.html' title='not funny.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2522654946284342160</id><published>2008-11-06T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:58:51.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hotel 626</title><content type='html'>http://hotel626.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go play go!&lt;br /&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;its a psychotic but a super addictive game&lt;br /&gt;so that means&lt;br /&gt;YOU will like it!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you can only play from 6pm to 6am&lt;br /&gt;(to create that scary mood i guess)&lt;br /&gt;DARLING, YOU SHOULD PLAY OK!&lt;br /&gt;dont close your eyes hor xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sound effect&lt;br /&gt;woooo! haahahah&lt;br /&gt;have fun people,&lt;br /&gt;have fun =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2522654946284342160?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2522654946284342160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=2522654946284342160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2522654946284342160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2522654946284342160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/11/hotel-626.html' title='hotel 626'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-8677083718685879614</id><published>2008-10-30T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:53:03.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockhampton.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i thought i was sick of flights siaa&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;after outbound flight to brisbane&lt;br /&gt;we changed to a domestic flight to rockhampton&lt;br /&gt;upon arrival, we stood at the belt thingy to collect our luggages&lt;br /&gt;but you know what,&lt;br /&gt;our luggages were transported to another flight by mistake&lt;br /&gt;=.= grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we arrived at the campsite,&lt;br /&gt;i tell you we looked like a super eyesore siaa&lt;br /&gt;cos everyone else is in no4 and&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! we met two generals in one day!&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that yaw!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, there's at least twenty generals&lt;br /&gt;and i get to meet two of them yaw xD&lt;br /&gt;cooool. and and&lt;br /&gt;we got to ride the Super Puma xD&lt;br /&gt;hahah see the reason why i&lt;br /&gt;thought for a moment i was sick of flight?&lt;br /&gt;for a moment only&lt;br /&gt;but daaang.&lt;br /&gt;can i say i lovelovelove the view?&lt;br /&gt;and opps. people started to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;one by one when we were riding the helicopter&lt;br /&gt;cos of the weather and stuff&lt;br /&gt;but i woke up just in time to see the personnel&lt;br /&gt;beside me grinning as he spoke into his headset&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing i knew,&lt;br /&gt;the helicopter dived to the right before&lt;br /&gt;diving to the left&lt;br /&gt;before diving back to the right again&lt;br /&gt;awesome kaaaan!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;and i saw many kangarooooooooos&lt;br /&gt;like a whole field of them&lt;br /&gt;but its the same species as we have in our Zoo&lt;br /&gt;so mal and ant,&lt;br /&gt;sorry ehhh..&lt;br /&gt;your kangaroo can get at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and my free fifteen minutes of using the internet is almost up&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL. SEE YOU SOOOON&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-8677083718685879614?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/8677083718685879614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=8677083718685879614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/8677083718685879614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/8677083718685879614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/rockhampton.html' title='Rockhampton.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3259681669067425938</id><published>2008-10-29T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:56:56.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i gooooo</title><content type='html'>dakdukdakdukdakdukdakduk&lt;br /&gt;myheartisbeatingdamnfast&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;flipflopflopflipflopflip&lt;br /&gt;butterfliesgoingcrazyyaw&lt;br /&gt;cantbelievethatthisisit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BETTER miss me ar!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;garrh. flight is in a couple hours' time&lt;br /&gt;feeling excited already.&lt;br /&gt;darn. im supposed to feel excited like,&lt;br /&gt;later later seyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys are hurray-ing after i leave&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;garrh. hahaahah&lt;br /&gt;but no matter,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL&lt;br /&gt;enjoy this moment while it last ehhh&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3259681669067425938?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3259681669067425938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3259681669067425938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3259681669067425938'/><link rel='self' 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you&lt;br /&gt;about how things changed&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos you really did feel&lt;br /&gt;like you're "out" from the group&lt;br /&gt;but how can you be when you are &lt;u&gt;part&lt;/u&gt; of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its time&lt;br /&gt;you rethink your priorities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a lighter nooooote,&lt;br /&gt;i got &lt;b&gt;FREE PIZZA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many2 bbq chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;initially i didnt want to take up the offer,&lt;br /&gt;cos not that hungry mahh..&lt;br /&gt;but mum didnt cook and both her and&lt;br /&gt;kak ya wanted so yeahhh..&lt;br /&gt;ahahah but i didnt realized we were that hungry siaa&lt;br /&gt;we finished up the whole damn thing&lt;br /&gt;heee.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EHHHHHH xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-6340942271657319040?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3599100548306927041</id><published>2008-10-28T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:39:56.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bugger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i would say today would have been a perfectly&lt;br /&gt;normal day but it didnt turned out so cos&lt;br /&gt;i witnessed my first ever;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angry Kid in Class.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was this nerdy dude in my last lesson for the day&lt;br /&gt;the tutor randomly chose their table&lt;br /&gt;for each one of them to answer a question&lt;br /&gt;and this dude was the last one standing as he couldnt&lt;br /&gt;answer any of the questions given&lt;br /&gt;at first, he seems to be in deep thought&lt;br /&gt;and have that nerdy look laaa&lt;br /&gt;then his friend finally helped him answer&lt;br /&gt;and the tutor told him to sit down&lt;br /&gt;but thenn..&lt;br /&gt;(Picture in your mind what i'm saying next)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started to look damn angry..&lt;br /&gt;and he had this heavy breathing thingy going on..&lt;br /&gt;(heave ho heave ho heave ho)&lt;br /&gt;and he started to have this really low growl..&lt;br /&gt;(grrr.... grrr.... )&lt;br /&gt;and he started to crush his book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;at my table, there was me and this two other&lt;br /&gt;dudes who came from a different class/course&lt;br /&gt;so we dont really know how to react&lt;br /&gt;I WAS DAMN SCARED LAAA.&lt;br /&gt;but one of the dude was chuckling and even&lt;br /&gt;had the time to make lil jokes&lt;br /&gt;why he grew mad =.=&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but i have to admit&lt;br /&gt;it was funny 0.0&lt;br /&gt;opps.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the rest of the class seemed&lt;br /&gt;immune to his alarming behaviour&lt;br /&gt;but i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;even the tutor was scared.&lt;br /&gt;she tried to continue the lesson&lt;br /&gt;as usual but she made an excuse after a&lt;br /&gt;while and it turned out that she called&lt;br /&gt;the school counsellor who came not long&lt;br /&gt;after and the lady tried to talk to the dude&lt;br /&gt;who was still standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt help but stole glances to look at them&lt;br /&gt;(his group's table was at the back of the class)&lt;br /&gt;and something unexpected happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE CRIED! 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidding!&lt;br /&gt;he did!&lt;br /&gt;and the lady finally made him sat and&lt;br /&gt;asked his friend to move a few seats away&lt;br /&gt;and its quite a drama actually&lt;br /&gt;cos his CP came and all&lt;br /&gt;and i know there were many calls made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but halfway through the drama&lt;br /&gt;i was like,&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD we are in singapore instead.&lt;br /&gt;cos if we were like in US or something,&lt;br /&gt;whereby guns are allowed under the&lt;br /&gt;Second Commandment,&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, i wouldnt be here&lt;br /&gt;cos i might be dead in a massacre.&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, really&lt;br /&gt;if he had a gun,&lt;br /&gt;i think he would have gone on a shooting spree siaa&lt;br /&gt;eek. hibbie jibbies siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3599100548306927041?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3599100548306927041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3599100548306927041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3599100548306927041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3599100548306927041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/bugger.html' title='bugger.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2000350027498151388</id><published>2008-10-25T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:09:53.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recaps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last day of the first week ended on a &lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt; weird note for me&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;you wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;cos i kena stalked laa siaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;why is it funny?&lt;br /&gt;1.cos he is a nerd. 8&lt;br /&gt;2.cos it was the same dude who asked for my no last year&lt;br /&gt;3.cos he asked me at the same stretch of blk like last year&lt;br /&gt;4.cos HES OLD LAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wanted to laugh siaa but then people will&lt;br /&gt;think that I'm the crazy one instead =______=&lt;br /&gt;but this time round hes more persistent yaw.&lt;br /&gt;cos last year he gave up after i ignored him&lt;br /&gt;but this year he followed me all the way to my bustop and&lt;br /&gt;he stood freakishly near&lt;br /&gt;i pretended not to see him and took a step forward&lt;br /&gt;and he did the same thing 0.0&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA i know i was supposed to be scared&lt;br /&gt;but looking at how outdated he dressed&lt;br /&gt;just made the whole thing funny laaa&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm that.&lt;br /&gt;but i skipped Friday's lesson too&lt;br /&gt;and only come for a group meeting&lt;br /&gt;then met up with rau, mal, elfie, fx and nafiz for&lt;br /&gt;HSM3&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE laaaaaaaaaa xD&lt;br /&gt;but what i &lt;u&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt; love were:&lt;br /&gt;- a cinema full of little kids and immatured teenagers&lt;br /&gt;- that BLOODY girl who kept playing with the laser pointer&lt;br /&gt;GARRH. i was damn tempted to throw my slippers at her siaa&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you the audience didnt like the fact she spoiling the good show too&lt;br /&gt;and there was one time that i was too damn pissed that i just shouted at her.&lt;br /&gt;and mind you,&lt;br /&gt;i was at centre back while she's at the front side.&lt;br /&gt;but i was glad it worked siaa&lt;br /&gt;she stopped playing with her bloody pointer.&lt;br /&gt;but the guys looked so buff now 0.0&lt;br /&gt;and they cut some scenes but i can have that &lt;u&gt;Last Waltz&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today had an openhouse at my sis' house&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to invite lots of people but&lt;br /&gt;only 2 came&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;but its ok yaw.&lt;br /&gt;theres still good food and great company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch Oh Baby!(indon movie)&lt;br /&gt;watching it on Monday with jack and jill&lt;br /&gt;and we totally forgot that its Deepavali laaa&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha we were like arguing how the timing&lt;br /&gt;didnt match our timetables&lt;br /&gt;when i realized its a public holiday&lt;br /&gt;xD Heeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a uber LOOOOONG weekend guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2000350027498151388?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2000350027498151388/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5516765743927343938</id><published>2008-10-23T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:24:27.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we won challenge quest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt expect but we did.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we didnt hope but we did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE FUCKING WON YAW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt expect us to win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just told everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Compete and Complete the Race. that's good enough.&lt;br /&gt;cos people didnt seem as motivated&lt;br /&gt;cos people werent as hopeful&lt;br /&gt;and i almost didnt come down for CQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i'm suuuuuuper glad that i skipped school siaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA WOOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i'll now let the photos do the talking ayt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lalalala xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EAST! with TK boys- Overall Best Boys Unit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQBybPLSmVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fnHY36DUh4I/s1600-h/P1020599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260330177024661842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQBybPLSmVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fnHY36DUh4I/s320/P1020599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zac =D who was SG Chua for the race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB4VqIl_hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Wvk5K84fg0/s1600-h/P1020600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260336678251658770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB4VqIl_hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Wvk5K84fg0/s320/P1020600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAMPIIIIIION xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB5V83Wa0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1j3o7Vfnl-I/s1600-h/P1020601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260337782791236418" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB5V83Wa0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1j3o7Vfnl-I/s320/P1020601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tok Kebon (Farmer Man)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB6hKpV88I/AAAAAAAAAEY/8vvp9q--D2Q/s1600-h/P1020602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260339074980770754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB6hKpV88I/AAAAAAAAAEY/8vvp9q--D2Q/s320/P1020602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAZ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB8ERBIs6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/D4rk0Lk1QBg/s1600-h/P1020603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260340777498227618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB8ERBIs6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/D4rk0Lk1QBg/s320/P1020603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Ming laa =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB9CqLhYTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OHtIdFeARWo/s1600-h/P1020606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260341849404563762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB9CqLhYTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OHtIdFeARWo/s320/P1020606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat Som Bong =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB8aIzOyMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v9FPu6VuZw0/s1600-h/P1020605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260341153249544386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB8aIzOyMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v9FPu6VuZw0/s320/P1020605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fann Howe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB-pAgAukI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LZpzOE_c8Fg/s1600-h/P1020607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260343607742741058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQB-pAgAukI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LZpzOE_c8Fg/s320/P1020607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;SG Chua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQCGYs142UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cg0Smm0ozyg/s1600-h/P1020608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260352123680905538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQCGYs142UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cg0Smm0ozyg/s320/P1020608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EAST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQCFTk7R5hI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UJOPdBIuXrE/s1600-h/P1020609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260350936145061394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQCFTk7R5hI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UJOPdBIuXrE/s320/P1020609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ah Wei xD so cuuute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQCHUUzUcOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Vu4HqeTooa8/s1600-h/P1020610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260353148019831010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQCHUUzUcOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Vu4HqeTooa8/s320/P1020610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5516765743927343938?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5516765743927343938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5516765743927343938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5516765743927343938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5516765743927343938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='we won challenge quest!'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/__QWnIgYaLWo/SQBybPLSmVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fnHY36DUh4I/s72-c/P1020599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-925451130072071564</id><published>2008-10-20T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:34:39.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school.. again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; tutor super evil!&lt;br /&gt;there i was early and somehow eager for the 1st lesson to start&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly a whole group of mats came into the corridor and stood at one end of the classroom i tell you, my heart was pounding.&lt;br /&gt;i have issues when theres too many mats.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like. =$&lt;br /&gt;but phew,&lt;br /&gt;their tutor came and apparently&lt;br /&gt;their class is next to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there we wait&lt;br /&gt;and i met 2 of my coursemates who are in the same class&lt;br /&gt;and then we wait and&lt;br /&gt;APPARENTLY TUTOR PANGSEH-ED US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. and so its almost as good as skipping the first day of school cos after the supposedly 2 hour lesson was a 3h break followed by 4h of lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lucikly met wee tao at the library and we went to the 7th floor and just get a random book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plan was to sleep but we ended up reading instead hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPykhgA2SrI/AAAAAAAAADw/YuV7D5iS11o/s1600-h/P1020543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259259360298027698" style="CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPykhgA2SrI/AAAAAAAAADw/YuV7D5iS11o/s320/P1020543.JPG" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Jack's idea,&lt;br /&gt;we had a &lt;u&gt;Welcome Back to School&lt;/u&gt; gift! xD&lt;br /&gt;and its super funn caaaaaan&lt;br /&gt;and cos i finished lesson early,&lt;br /&gt;i bought a highlighter-marker for them xD&lt;br /&gt;and jack bought a similar pencil for all of us&lt;br /&gt;and a red card with a small wooden peg which is super cute laa!&lt;br /&gt;and malia bought a file for both jack and myself&lt;br /&gt;and an eraser for me and a pen for rau xD&lt;br /&gt;funn laaaaaa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mine xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPyeQyM0VCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YNdYeUSA48A/s1600-h/P1020544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259252476052526114" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="198" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPyeQyM0VCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YNdYeUSA48A/s320/P1020544.JPG" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jack's =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPyfXmba0mI/AAAAAAAAADY/fQ_w0xX3qxs/s1600-h/P1020546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259253692663255650" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="191" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPyfXmba0mI/AAAAAAAAADY/fQ_w0xX3qxs/s320/P1020546.JPG" width="116" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jill's =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPygWiGcOwI/AAAAAAAAADg/90DBxlxSqF0/s1600-h/P1020545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259254773833284354" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="134" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPygWiGcOwI/AAAAAAAAADg/90DBxlxSqF0/s320/P1020545.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since neither jack nor me got a file for jill,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she decided to use ours as her background xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPyg-3gbUNI/AAAAAAAAADo/0KeVLyEYYL8/s1600-h/P1020547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259255466774188242" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="145" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPyg-3gbUNI/AAAAAAAAADo/0KeVLyEYYL8/s320/P1020547.JPG" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha but its super funn laa! let's do it again next year =x haahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-925451130072071564?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/925451130072071564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=925451130072071564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/925451130072071564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/925451130072071564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/1st-day-of-school-again.html' title='1st day of school.. again.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/__QWnIgYaLWo/SPykhgA2SrI/AAAAAAAAADw/YuV7D5iS11o/s72-c/P1020543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-7891996743826928514</id><published>2008-10-19T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:42:52.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M ALIIIIIIIIVE.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. you have NO idea&lt;br /&gt;how i felt this past week without lappy yaw.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so restricted, you know&lt;br /&gt;like the kind you in the jacket where you hands are tied back and you try to break free, the one you usually find in mental instituitions?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha yeaaaaaaaahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its like&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened yaw&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhhh. cant really remember actually&lt;br /&gt;but i randomly turned some of my A3 papers to gigantic monthly planner!&lt;br /&gt;its super colourful and messy but its just the way i like it xD&lt;br /&gt;will show you some days ayt xD&lt;br /&gt;thennnnn we had the surprise dinner for elfie and rau too&lt;br /&gt;and i am so not prepared for Wallaby yaw!&lt;br /&gt;but miss me when im gone kayy&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;and cos of wallaby,&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss big walk =((&lt;br /&gt;jack and jill, carry a banner laaaaaaaa kayy&lt;br /&gt;"Walk for Shima"&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, the press would want to know more yaw!&lt;br /&gt;but dont make me sound dead kayy B/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lalalalalalalaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss you, mr lappy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PHEW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and best part?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I CAN SAVE PICTURES AGAAAAAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-7891996743826928514?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/7891996743826928514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5437105501526267759</id><published>2008-10-11T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:23:02.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks to my darling Tat Som Bong, i gotta do this.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but nvm, its not all the time anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) People who got tagged must write the answer on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;(b) Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse.&lt;br /&gt;The person must say who they tagged by and cannot tag on the tag person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;(c) Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;1) Jack&lt;br /&gt;2) Jill&lt;br /&gt;3) Mira&lt;br /&gt;4) Shol&lt;br /&gt;5) anyone xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01 . What have you been doing recently ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang out alot with jack and jill xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02 . Do you ever turn your cell phone off ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, unless my music player goes crazy or when i wanna go hq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03 . What happened at 10.00am today ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep while taking care of Afnan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04 . When did you last cry ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a while back thinking of the second YOU mentioned in one of the previous post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05 . Believe in fate / destiny ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp. but it all depends on our decision-making too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06 . What do you want in your life right now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be carefree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07 . Do you carry an umbrella when it rains , or just put up your hood ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to be all hood but now its umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08 . What's your favourite thing to have on your bed ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pillow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09 . What bottom are you wearing now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refering to my pants or my undiiiiiiiiiiiies? *cheeky grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 . What's the nicest text in your inbox say ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy random texts from jack and jill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11 . Do you tend to make a relationship complicated ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever for? but usually turns out that way =/ isnt that the reason why we have ex-es?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12 . Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't wear it yet but i have nisa's skirt with me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13 . What was the last movie you caught ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bestfriend's Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14 . What are you proud of ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now? achieved nothing recently sooo.. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15 . What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sender: Malia; 21 08 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someone special&lt;br /&gt;who could it be?&lt;br /&gt;This job is too tough for you and me..&lt;br /&gt;it sounds like a job for&lt;br /&gt;a higglytown hero!&lt;br /&gt;a higglytown hero! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp. thats the kind of msg i get from them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16 . What was the last song you sang out loud ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Marmalade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17 . Do you have any nicknames ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18 . What does your last received text message say ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msg by Tat Som Bong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19 . What time did you go to bed last night ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20 . Are you currently happy ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can say so laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 . Who gives you best advice ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nisa? hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22 . Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp! the first &lt;s&gt;and the last&lt;/s&gt; time i did that was this year's SSC during one of our late nights talking sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23 . Who did you talk on phone last night ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan bodybuilder. 0.0 random youuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24 . Is anything bugging you right now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 . What / who was the last thing / person to make you laugh ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now when i was out with jack, jill and nafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 . Do you wear toe socks ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to have! i liiiike, can wriggle my toes xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 . Who was the last person you missed a call from ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira; SORRY! was in the cinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 . Have you ever had your heartbroken ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, duhh? but i got over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 . What annoys you most in a person ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they dont fit in but tried to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 . Do you have a crush on anyone ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i THINK so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31 . Have you ever hone a cocaine ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you mean, hone a cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32 . What is the colour of your room ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white. even if i repaint it, it'll still be white. dad's rule B/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33 . Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can get away with it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34 . Do you believe in the saying of : Talk is cheap ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp. unless you are paid to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35 . Who was the last person to lie in your bed ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afnan, i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36 . Who was the last person to hug you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jill when she left earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37 . Did anyone see that last person you kissed ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. it was dark. o00o. HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38 . Do you have a life ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be here if i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39 . Have you ever think someone died , when they really didnt die ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times.. many times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40 . What is the reason behind your proflie song ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jap student exchange programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41 . Who was the last person you saw in your dream ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one dude whom i know in my dream, but cant remember him now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42 . Last time you smiled ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43 . Have you changed this year ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think soo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44 . What are you listening right now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends ost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45 . Are you talking to someone when you doing this ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting? yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46 . Do you walk with your eyes open or closed ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open, of course but i can stand with my eyes closed xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47 . Is there a quote you live by ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is the best policy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48 . Do you want someone you cannot have ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49 . Have you ever played an instrument ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sec school? many, youuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50 . What was the worst idea you've had this week ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. my answers for Wallaby's interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;51 . What are you doing last night at 11pm ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching LA ink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;52 . Are you happy with your love life right now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im single yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;53 . What song best describe you love life ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Lockdown by Kanye West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;54 . Does the person know that you like him / her ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doont knoooow. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;55 . Who always make you laugh ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;56 . Do you speak other language other then English ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay, &lt;s&gt;and very the lil bit of&lt;/s&gt; java&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;57 . Favourite website(S) ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger, hotmail, friendster and youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;58 . What's your middle name ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BINTE. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;59 . What are you doing tomorrow ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to stay home to accompany Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;60 . What do you think you are like ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a bird *somehtingsomething&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;61 . Who will you choose to die with ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you. MUAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;62 . Where have you been today ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been to Orchard Cineleisure, HMV and Suntec today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;63 . What game do you play often ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind are we talking here *cheeky grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;64 . Who are you missing right now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someooone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;65 . If you have to choose between friend and Love , who will you choose ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends. sorry, Love. but yeahh, friends come first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;66 . What are you doing right now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting laaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;67 . Which primary school are you from ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedok Town and Telok Kurau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;68 . Name 3 colours that you like .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhh. pink, blue, green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;69 . What emotion you like to show ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70 . What is your life to you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is like the song Unwritten-Natasha Beddingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;71 . If you have something troubling you , what will you do ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it to myself and just go "................"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;72 . Who did you last chat in msn today ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;73 . Who do you admire most ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. noone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;74 . Which month are you born in ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;75 . How are you feeling right now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoning yaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;76 . What is the time now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.47am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;77 . What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute laaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;78 . What colour did you use to dye hair ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Medium Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;79 . Why are you doing this test ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the fun, joy, laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;80 . What do you do when you're moody ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll give that B/ look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;81 . At which age you wish to get married ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 pleeeeeeease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;82 . Who is most important to you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother. whos next, my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;83 . If today is the last day of your life , what will you do ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donate whatever i have. get hitched and get BANGING. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;84 . Who is the person you trust the most ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anisah Ahmad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;85 . Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a fact (i think) its just whether you see it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;86 . If you have a dream come true , what would it be ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha that one laaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;87 . What is your goal for this year ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go THUNDER WARRIOORRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;88 . Do you believe in eternity love ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp and i want mine published, make into a movie, and have lots of remakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;89 . What feeling do you love most ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;90 . Do you really think its Global Warming now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, hasnt it been? i'm like, so hot the ice caps melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;91 . What feeling do you hate most ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backstabbing issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;92 . Do you cherish every single friendship of yours ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course unless i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;93 . Do you believe in God ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was what i was brought up to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;94 . Who cares for you most ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;95 . What do you think is the most important in your life ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that precious moments spent with mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;96 . What will you bring when you fight ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taser gun and The Evaporator(CSI:Miami)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;97 . What have you done regretted doing in your whole life ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that thing. i swear i wont do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;98 . What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-reflect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;99 . What if your boyfriend / girlfriend two-timed you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find out if its really true, then he'll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;100 . How do you feel now ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum dum di di dum dum di di. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5437105501526267759?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5437105501526267759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5437105501526267759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5437105501526267759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5437105501526267759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/100-questions.html' title='100 questions'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-4509294256128821257</id><published>2008-10-07T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:46:24.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;throat hurts like maaaaaaaaaaaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;my voice is getting softer and softer&lt;br /&gt;cos its getting harder and harder to talk&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention how much it pains to talk or swallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know if i want to go for the interview tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;no friend to go with T.T&lt;br /&gt;see how laaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;and like, might be meeting the girls for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;dont know if i want to go not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see hows my fucking mood tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;feel like an angry kid right now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, FUCK IT ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-4509294256128821257?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/4509294256128821257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=4509294256128821257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/4509294256128821257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/4509294256128821257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/throat-hurts-like-maaaaaaaaaaaaaad.html' title=''/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-7318010391957434449</id><published>2008-10-07T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T01:52:44.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i too sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;heard too many sad news tonight&lt;br /&gt;that i'm feeling somewhat depressed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;so SORRRRRRRRRRRRY!&lt;br /&gt;that was seriously not my intention&lt;br /&gt;it was my fault though,&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt really typed out what i mean&lt;br /&gt;but please,&lt;br /&gt;come back ayt =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to (another) &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i am super duper sad about what you told me&lt;br /&gt;seriously really hope that &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; wouldnt happen&lt;br /&gt;i would seriously hate that&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardin &lt;b&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt; matter,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether i should be happy or not&lt;br /&gt;if its a good thing or not&lt;br /&gt;but i'll try to do whatever i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to (another another) &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry i broke it&lt;br /&gt;but i dont have that amount of cash to pay for it&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but worst of all,&lt;br /&gt;an &lt;b&gt;insect&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FLEW right up my nose&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was walking to the interchange just now!&lt;br /&gt;darn mad about that one&lt;br /&gt;garrh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-7318010391957434449?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/7318010391957434449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=7318010391957434449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7318010391957434449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7318010391957434449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-too-sad.html' title='i too sad.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3881981623144561734</id><published>2008-10-06T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:38:50.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ridiculous or what</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a lighter (much much MUCH lighter) note,&lt;br /&gt;heard a ridiculously funny story last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinkiiiiiing,&lt;br /&gt;want to go to OB Amsterdam?&lt;br /&gt;it'll be like around,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know end of year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and main activity;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know, visit to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Red Light District?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no worries,&lt;br /&gt;we'll have &lt;b&gt;that guy's&lt;/b&gt; signature&lt;br /&gt;to prove that it is an NCC trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;WTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, now,&lt;br /&gt;who would have thought of that?&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;b&gt;YOUUU&lt;/b&gt; did! xD&lt;br /&gt;how thoughtful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3881981623144561734?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3881981623144561734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3881981623144561734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3881981623144561734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3881981623144561734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/ridiculous-or-what.html' title='ridiculous or what'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-12010438379692383</id><published>2008-10-06T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:09:37.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eff off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn &lt;b&gt;*YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for calling and saying &lt;b&gt;YOU and them&lt;/b&gt; are going to come around noon.&lt;br /&gt;knowing what glutton-s you are, &lt;b&gt;*SHE&lt;/b&gt; cooked alot.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks alot for the No-Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like supposed to go out for our Hari Raya outing but we didnt eventually cos you havent arrived&lt;br /&gt;but how nice of you to tell us FINALLY that you're not coming at late evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS! thanks alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me again,&lt;br /&gt;why i &lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt; like &lt;b&gt;*YOU&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-12010438379692383?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/12010438379692383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=12010438379692383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/12010438379692383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/12010438379692383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/eff-off.html' title='eff off.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1651286406991770960</id><published>2008-10-01T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:07:07.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this year felt different than previous years.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why but we kept thinking of late grandmum&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt that usual high spirit-ed atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;whereby everyone looks forward to gatherings and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went out later than usual&lt;br /&gt;but the moment we reached my eldest uncle's house,&lt;br /&gt;thats when all the chaos started!&lt;br /&gt;of course, my sisters are always the &lt;b&gt;SUPER LOUD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh, we made quite an entrance xD&lt;br /&gt;and me being the usual klutz,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much i tried to keep my outfit away from any mess&lt;br /&gt;somehow i ended up spilling the gravy on myself B/&lt;br /&gt;but family sure know how to hype things up&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;dont know how many times i watched the&lt;br /&gt;praying part of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kecoh Kecoh Raya&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its freaking funny laaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;well, to me at least xD))&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEEEEEE. and i laughed again and again&lt;br /&gt;and we occupied 3 cars this time round.&lt;br /&gt;usually its my uncle who's driving whose car can fit 8-9 people&lt;br /&gt;and the rest will just take taxis&lt;br /&gt;but cos 2 of his sons could drive,&lt;br /&gt;we got 3 different rides yaw&lt;br /&gt;and its freaking chaotiiiiiiic!&lt;br /&gt;it was like an amazing race thingy!&lt;br /&gt;we were like "racing" to see who reached the next destination first and at one point my uncle wind down his window and was chatting with my sister in the other car and i tell you from my ride, which was like two cars behind, it looks like some road rage yaw! ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;and my ride was like blasting Ria and we were singing and making videos of our own&lt;br /&gt;0.0 so fuuuuuuuun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand,&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;s&gt;runaway stray cat we thought shes already dead&lt;/s&gt; cat&lt;br /&gt;came back 0.0&lt;br /&gt;and she look sicker than ever&lt;br /&gt;none of us dare to touch her cos she really look like shes in bad shape&lt;br /&gt;and we dont allow her to come in anymore especially cos theres Afnan now&lt;br /&gt;and Squirrel doesnt come up as often eversince Hitam(Black) came back &lt;s&gt;from the dead.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but shes a nice kitty.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry Hitam..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1651286406991770960?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/1651286406991770960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=1651286406991770960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1651286406991770960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1651286406991770960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/1st-day-of-raya.html' title='1st day of Raya'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3066351379868658299</id><published>2008-10-01T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:23:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EID MUBARAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive me if I have hurt your feelings in anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for my wrongdoings,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if you were at any point of time not happy with me,&lt;br /&gt;the bottom line is,&lt;br /&gt;JUST FORGIVE AND FORGET LAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO ALL MUSLIMS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAY TO THE NONs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a shoutout to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELFIE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALL THE BEST TO THOSE TAKING Ns and Os&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and my time for "collection" is running out yaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dread to think that one day there'll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no more come in, but come out instead&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/466333641985419568-3066351379868658299?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3066351379868658299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3066351379868658299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3066351379868658299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3066351379868658299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='EID MUBARAK'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3775531324072295391</id><published>2008-09-29T06:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T06:18:33.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>springcleaning madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;springcleaning has never been this crazy before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;we, well more like&lt;/s&gt; i am throwing out&lt;br /&gt;everything and anything in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant help it arr,&lt;br /&gt;the moment i set my mind to keep whatever i want to keep,&lt;br /&gt;i'll throw the rest out&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me,&lt;br /&gt;i need to find my certs yaw!&lt;br /&gt;i lost it all after apel1 =.=&lt;br /&gt;daaang. and kak ya wants to put in her sofa bed in our room lagii&lt;br /&gt;which means ALOT of things have got to go&lt;br /&gt;no such thing as sentimental valued stuff anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangseh-ed the jap dudes yesterday&lt;br /&gt;opps. so sorry yaw&lt;br /&gt;didnt sleep cos spent the whole night baking tidbits with kak ina&lt;br /&gt;have i ever tell you i lovelovelove baking?&lt;br /&gt;well now you know xD&lt;br /&gt;and i wont be joining them for the rest of their event too&lt;br /&gt;eek. so sorry jap dude whos under my care =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;another thing that stopped me from going is the atmosphere too&lt;br /&gt;its different, it just is.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know which part of it is fun&lt;br /&gt;and they wanted to start the day with dragonboating&lt;br /&gt;=.= i'll be dead yaw.&lt;br /&gt;plus, theres ALOOOOT of things that i need to settle&lt;br /&gt;by tuseday and theres not much time left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kak ya BETTER buy me a pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;opps. xD yaa yaaa&lt;br /&gt;theres a golden ticket to being the youngest yaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear acting CM,&lt;br /&gt;pleeeeeease be in school today/tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3775531324072295391?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3775531324072295391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3775531324072295391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3775531324072295391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3775531324072295391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/springcleaning-madness.html' title='springcleaning madness'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3792636657735830387</id><published>2008-09-27T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:18:20.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Convo of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis 1: Maybe I should go for breast enhancement&lt;br /&gt;Me: NOO. you need a breast REDUCTION. the one that needs an enhancement will be me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis 2: if she were to get an enhancement, &lt;b&gt;(Name)&lt;/b&gt; will be lost in it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(Topic: Price of raya outfit)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Maaa, i want the 85 ok&lt;br /&gt;Mum: ok, after i get mine ok&lt;br /&gt;Me: how much's yours?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: two six&lt;br /&gt;Me: 26?!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: *cheeky grin* see? its cheaper than yours!&lt;br /&gt;Me: two six.. two six.. 0.0 TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS AND 60 CENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: shhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: $200.60?! MAA! eh wait no, TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY DOLLARS?!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Overheard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sis 1: &lt;b&gt;(Sis 2)&lt;/b&gt; pay for me ok! (pointing to slimming ad)&lt;br /&gt;Sis 2: rather than paying for you, i'd rather pay for myself"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3792636657735830387?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3792636657735830387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3792636657735830387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3792636657735830387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3792636657735830387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/small-talks.html' title='Small Talks'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-6052689923772599591</id><published>2008-09-27T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:06:56.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youtube-ing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;was video hopping when i decided to check out&lt;br /&gt;53rd CLT poc videos and ncc day parade 2007.&lt;br /&gt;there were many videos for the ncc day but how come no one video the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flying Fox?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. but fond memories yaw, fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;yerp.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow after my batch graduated from pasir ris,&lt;br /&gt;there were many video productions regarding smoking, bully etc&lt;br /&gt;so obvious its the work of counsellors and stuff&lt;br /&gt;but it was shot at the Bedok holding school&lt;br /&gt;damn. i miss that place laa&lt;br /&gt;especially our NCC girls room cos we totally put in&lt;br /&gt;effort to paint the room with funky colours&lt;br /&gt;bought pillows and mats&lt;br /&gt;get my sis' friend to graff our names&lt;br /&gt;then jill and i didnt really like the colour comby&lt;br /&gt;and we gave a shot at graff-ing!&lt;br /&gt;and thats where we take a nap&lt;br /&gt;eat during Ramadhan (the room's in the canteen itself!)&lt;br /&gt;bonding sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;raping sessions&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was practically our 2nd home&lt;br /&gt;i miss it all laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my wall mirror is still there..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='youtube-ing.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-7268838613106911267</id><published>2008-09-27T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:46:13.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remioromen - Sangatsu Kokonoka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Romaji Lyrics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagareru kisetsu no mannaka de&lt;br /&gt;Futohi nagasa wo kanjimasu&lt;br /&gt;Sewashiku sugiru hibi no naka ni&lt;br /&gt;Watashi to anata de yume wo egaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangatsu no kaze ni omoi wo nosete&lt;br /&gt;Sakura no tsubomi was haru he to tsudzukimasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afuredasu hikari no tsubu ga&lt;br /&gt;Sukoshizutsu asa wo atatamemasu&lt;br /&gt;Ookina akubi wo shita ato ni&lt;br /&gt;Sukoshi tereteru anata no yoko de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arata na sekai no iruguchi ni tachi&lt;br /&gt;Kidzuita koto wa hitori ja nai tte koto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitomi wo tojireba anata ga&lt;br /&gt;Mabuta no ura ni iru koto de&lt;br /&gt;Dore hobo tsuyoku nareta deshou&lt;br /&gt;Anatani totte watashi mo sou de aritai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunabokori hakobu tsumuji kaze&lt;br /&gt;Sentaku mono ni karamarimasu ga&lt;br /&gt;Hirumae no sora no shiroi tsuki wa&lt;br /&gt;Nan daka kirei de mitoremashita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umaku wa ikanu koto ma are korede&lt;br /&gt;Ten wo aoegeba sore sae chiisakute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi sora wa rinto sunde&lt;br /&gt;Hitsuji kumo wa shizuka ni yureru&lt;br /&gt;Hanasaku wo matsu yorokobi wo&lt;br /&gt;Wakachiaeru no de areba sore wa shiawase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kono saki mo tonari de sotto hohoende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitomi wo tojireba anata ga&lt;br /&gt;Mabuta no ura ni iru koto de&lt;br /&gt;Dore hobo tsuyoku nareta deshou&lt;br /&gt;Anatani totte watashi mo sou de aritai&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;English Translation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of this drifting season&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel the length of the days&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of these quickly-passing days&lt;br /&gt;You and I dream away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my feelings on March's wind,&lt;br /&gt;the sakura buds continue on through spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rays of an overflowing light,&lt;br /&gt;little by little, warm up the morning.&lt;br /&gt;After giving a large yawn,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little shy being by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing at a new world's entrance,&lt;br /&gt;I now notice that I'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;Under my eyelids you live.&lt;br /&gt;How strong it could become&lt;br /&gt;as for you and me, I want to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dust carried by a whirlwind,&lt;br /&gt;entwines with the laundry to be done,&lt;br /&gt;just before noon the white moon in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I was somehow fascinated by how preety it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there are times when I couldn't do it right,&lt;br /&gt;but if I look up at the sky, even they seem small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue sky is sharply clear&lt;br /&gt;the sheeplike clouds quietly sway.&lt;br /&gt;If I can share with you the joy&lt;br /&gt;Of waiting for the flowers to bloom, I'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I want you to be quietly smiling beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;Under my eyelids you live.&lt;br /&gt;How strong it could become&lt;br /&gt;as for you and me, I want to be together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-7268838613106911267?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/7268838613106911267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=7268838613106911267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7268838613106911267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7268838613106911267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/remioromen-sangatsu-kokonoka.html' title='Remioromen - Sangatsu Kokonoka'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-4639948878264374016</id><published>2008-09-27T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:49:42.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old times, good old times..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;was video hopping on youtube&lt;br /&gt;and decided to look up ncc videos..&lt;br /&gt;sooooo niiiice to see my 53rd poc videos even though it was just the march in&lt;br /&gt;=.= opps.&lt;br /&gt;and looked up the 2007 ncc parade too&lt;br /&gt;many videos on the suporting contigent and march pass all&lt;br /&gt;but how come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no Flying Fox video?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-4639948878264374016?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/4639948878264374016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=4639948878264374016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/4639948878264374016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/4639948878264374016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/old-times-good-old-times.html' title='old times, good old times..'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3698705314485459930</id><published>2008-09-26T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:01:03.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its beeeeeeeen a looooooong while since i last updated huh&lt;br /&gt;been iftaring with dudes and dudettes for consecutive days&lt;br /&gt;caught two movies: &lt;b&gt;Mirrors&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors super NOT recommended! its not scary but its gore and psychotic.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like. opps.&lt;br /&gt;it makes sense but at the same time its uber senseless!&lt;br /&gt;not my kind of movie yaw. hahahah but company was great so its kinda worthwhile hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia is a must watch chick flick yaw! hahhahah you can't help but to sing and dance along especially since there's the lyrics written above the chinese subs!&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, COME ON. its ABBA yaw!&lt;br /&gt;even though Amanda Seyfried (Sophie Sheridan)'s acting seem somehow exaggerated its the exaggeration itself that made her so likeable and her fiance's hot bod is like&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOO *all the ladies fainting one by one*&lt;br /&gt;and the part that the guys were all dancing,&lt;br /&gt;that's like AAAAAAAHHHHHH! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;rau and i kept hitting each other xD can't help it yaw but its a total turn on&lt;br /&gt;and can i like, move to the island?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its such a gorgeous place yaw! plus its like steps and slopes everywhere which means a total workout and tight ass!&lt;br /&gt;even though its super awkward to see 3 aged ladies acting young, its kinda cute and funny especially when Donna Sheridan (Meryl Streep) did a split mid air as they sang Dancing Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mamma Mia here i go again&lt;br /&gt;my, my, how can i resist you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3698705314485459930?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3698705314485459930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3698705314485459930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3698705314485459930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3698705314485459930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/recap.html' title='recap.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-579996777252588635</id><published>2008-09-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:41:36.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ew. ew. ew. ew. ew. ew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;EW. EW. EW. EW. EW. EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was bloghopping when i decided to view my senior's blog.&lt;br /&gt;but the guy had the wrong link&lt;br /&gt;instead of wordpress, he wrote it as blogspot&lt;br /&gt;so i changed it accordingly&lt;br /&gt;and i stumbled upon a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PORNSITE INSTEAD.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;still having hibbie jibbies yaw!&lt;br /&gt;*spastic moments*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-579996777252588635?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/579996777252588635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=579996777252588635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/579996777252588635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/579996777252588635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/ew-ew-ew-ew-ew-ew.html' title='ew. ew. ew. ew. ew. ew.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-7256581889505974163</id><published>2008-09-18T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:54:40.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO WELLO YOU DIRTY FELLOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM BACK! hee xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i miss my lappy like crazy yaaaaw&lt;br /&gt;sent it for servicing but its still the same old &lt;i&gt;sot&lt;/i&gt; lappy i get back&lt;br /&gt;but i still love you, lappy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk.. uhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;i might sound super outdated but iftaring with pasirian loves were awesoome!&lt;br /&gt;had my first ever sheesha session and i got the first puff -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;many thanks to rau and malia for making me think that i'm the only who never tried it therefore i should get the first puff.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a new experience though x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had another iftaring sessions with the ncc loves after the east meeting which was super draggy and its like the discussion was going roundandroundandroundandround.&lt;br /&gt;they kept argueing about the same thing over and over again&lt;br /&gt;the main purpose of the meeting was to vote for a new OIC and 2IC&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we only spent 5 mins on the voting thingy?&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhkayy so that was eons new.&lt;br /&gt;so here's a lil updated one;&lt;br /&gt;had a japanese training camp last mon till tues.&lt;br /&gt;iiish. can i say its super draggy?&lt;br /&gt;i'd choose ncc camp anytime than school camp&lt;br /&gt;the company's great no doubt&lt;br /&gt;but it's like, not much enthu and no urgency?&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, learnt a jap song which we have to sing&lt;br /&gt;during one of those days that the japs are here.&lt;br /&gt;TP actually provides the option of homestay for the jap students&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to offer till i hear its likely that all the japs arriving are guys&lt;br /&gt;0.0 hahaha yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;and their stay last from tomorrow till 3rd 0ct&lt;br /&gt;OHOH, the water games were a killer yaw!&lt;br /&gt;i think i grew &lt;b&gt;four freaking shades darker laaaaaa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggggggggggggggg, im beyond tanned!&lt;br /&gt;im daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaark! T.T&lt;br /&gt;pfft. should have brought sunblock siaa.&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta try remember the lyrics of Sangatsu Kokonoka&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-7256581889505974163?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/7256581889505974163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=7256581889505974163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7256581889505974163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7256581889505974163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-wello-you-dirty-fellow.html' title='HELLO WELLO YOU DIRTY FELLOW'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5653009126331418327</id><published>2008-09-10T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:51:26.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malia kental? hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok. that maknenek asked me to announce this&lt;br /&gt;why is she so kental not to take pictures with the good looking people?&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaha she did ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCC DAY DINNER: was fun due to the company xD&lt;br /&gt;laughed our ass off when we get to shake hands with Minister of Defense&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA wthhhhh. and i cut my hair. its freeeeaking short!&lt;br /&gt;grow hair grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSC: rocks my funky wonderball socks yaw&lt;br /&gt;but its more like cf?&lt;br /&gt;Saufi: SECTION FOUR!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahamiss my section especially&lt;br /&gt;and i loooooove working with the EAST/AIR people!&lt;br /&gt;i miss Norfa and Hui Ru caaaaaaaan? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;290908: The most rocking day of the year with the loveables yaw!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha later2 i blog again kayy&lt;br /&gt;i sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5653009126331418327?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5653009126331418327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5653009126331418327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5653009126331418327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5653009126331418327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/09/malia-kental-hahaha.html' title='malia kental? hahaha'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1481135407369582982</id><published>2008-09-01T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:13:34.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumdididum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; many stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; many happenings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; many meetups with LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; many things to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; many things to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; many pictures to upload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; tired to blog about it now&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE be back soooon kayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY FASTING TO ALL THE MUSLIMS OUT THERE AYT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those whoever going ssc, lets make it rock yaw!&lt;br /&gt;(even though we are not booking in till wed xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand LET'S WATCH 4BIA AGAAAAIN!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1481135407369582982?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/1481135407369582982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=1481135407369582982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1481135407369582982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1481135407369582982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/dumdididum.html' title='dumdididum'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2150114989139280674</id><published>2008-08-27T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:14:16.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must.. study..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 more papers to goooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, only had 4 hours of sleep during the last 36 hours.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep last niiiiiiiight..&lt;br /&gt;felt soo sleepy but Major Headache was keeping me up all night&lt;br /&gt;that i ended up studying for my morning's paper instead.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to go revising with my friends for tomorrow's paper&lt;br /&gt;but the moment i got home i slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum &lt;u&gt;threw a pillow&lt;/u&gt; at me to wake me up B/&lt;br /&gt;and she was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum: Shima! you got exams right!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *seeing its broad daylight* 0.0&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOOOOOOOOOD! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, I MISSED MY MORNING PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: huh? i thought you said you got paper in the afternoon?&lt;br /&gt;Me: huh? no. when did i say?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: just now in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Me: noooooooooooo. only one paper in the morning.. tomorrow and fri alsoo&lt;br /&gt;*went back to sleep*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kak ina called me&lt;br /&gt;asking me to accompany her and her students to hq&lt;br /&gt;they were having the performance rehearsals/selections for NCC Day Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;didnt know central was having campfeast..&lt;br /&gt;and i THINK the cadets were ALL-BOYS cos there were a few platoons at the MPH&lt;br /&gt;and they look at us one kind seyy 0.0&lt;br /&gt;scaryy hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were not many people there for the performance rehearsals/selections&lt;br /&gt;but they were having fun jamming after it was over.&lt;br /&gt;and we thought 854 would be a faster route home&lt;br /&gt;after all, the journey is usually 45mins&lt;br /&gt;but WHAT THE HEEEEEEEELLLLLL,&lt;br /&gt;it was almost 2 looooong freaking hoooouuurs laaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long we were stuck at the Ubi/Eunos area there..&lt;br /&gt;but just realized there was an accident&lt;br /&gt;between 2 motorcycles and a van and it was strewn over 2/3 lanes&lt;br /&gt;which explained the snail speed traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling sleeeeeeepy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2150114989139280674?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2150114989139280674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=2150114989139280674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2150114989139280674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2150114989139280674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/must-study.html' title='must.. study..'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2095756540844404659</id><published>2008-08-27T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:22:36.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happyhappyhappy BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SLQtTAAJTZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vtGTKIDAWL0/s1600-h/mal"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238862070980103570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SLQtTAAJTZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vtGTKIDAWL0/s320/mal" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY MALIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Many the thanks for all the random entertainment like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the random msges&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(you still havent complete your Pokemon story yaw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the random singings&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(thats why the ongoing showers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the random doodlings on notes&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(on my ACONHYD notes some more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the random MMSes&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(very &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; motivating but appreciated all the same xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the random embarrasing moments&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(your favourite aunty.. take photo with her kayy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2095756540844404659?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2095756540844404659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=2095756540844404659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2095756540844404659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2095756540844404659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-18th-birthday-maliaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='happyhappyhappy BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/__QWnIgYaLWo/SLQtTAAJTZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vtGTKIDAWL0/s72-c/mal' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1432360169198158744</id><published>2008-08-26T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:43:38.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nafiz's confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SLQkSoz8-RI/AAAAAAAAACw/15A3QfO4cY4/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238852169150298386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QWnIgYaLWo/SLQkSoz8-RI/AAAAAAAAACw/15A3QfO4cY4/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK TO FOR A LARGER VIEW KAYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KHAI who has always been in denial has finally admit that he IS after all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NAFIZ!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1432360169198158744?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/1432360169198158744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=1432360169198158744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1432360169198158744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1432360169198158744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/nafizs-confession.html' title='nafiz&apos;s confession'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/__QWnIgYaLWo/SLQkSoz8-RI/AAAAAAAAACw/15A3QfO4cY4/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-1209886603956635112</id><published>2008-08-24T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:31:09.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's practically what i did on my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;you know, all these mugging thingy somehow affected my biological clock.&lt;br /&gt;0.0 yeahh like, i used to sleep at 1plus.&lt;br /&gt;then 12.&lt;br /&gt;then 11.&lt;br /&gt;and last night i fell asleep at &lt;b&gt;9plus&lt;/b&gt; laaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;and today i slept the whole daaaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;i didnt review my maths but then again,&lt;br /&gt;i think i practised maths too much till i got a lil confused.&lt;br /&gt;but its at niiiiiggggggghhhhhht.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i wont fall asleep while counting or something&lt;br /&gt;i mean, &lt;u&gt;knowing MYSELF&lt;/u&gt;, theres still a probability of me falling asleep "out of the blue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, enough about me x)&lt;br /&gt;did you see the closing ceremony of the Olympics?&lt;br /&gt;its super &lt;b&gt;OVER&lt;/b&gt; right?!&lt;br /&gt;but in a good way, of course.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the fireworks! WHOOOOOOO. its like *hands in the air side to side*-&lt;br /&gt;indescribable!&lt;br /&gt;at least its not as boring as the opening ceremony especially the passing of the torch part. pfft. that part was like a &lt;u&gt;total killer&lt;/u&gt; yaw!&lt;br /&gt;but yeahh, it was interesting though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! army daze was niice.&lt;br /&gt;actually when i was waiting for army daze to start,&lt;br /&gt;i was watching Singapore Short Stories Project&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda good too.&lt;br /&gt;never did i realized that arts central actually has some good shows.&lt;br /&gt;and they showed next week's trailer which is "Singapore Dreaming".&lt;br /&gt;and it touched on Singaporean's real life issues whereby we worried about the 5Cs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cars&lt;br /&gt;Condo&lt;br /&gt;Credit cards&lt;br /&gt;Cash&lt;br /&gt;Country club&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; 5Cs that we should be concerned about are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competitiveness&lt;br /&gt;Cohesion&lt;br /&gt;Compassion&lt;br /&gt;Compact&lt;br /&gt;Choices&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out more what the hell im yapping about, please tune in to Arts Central next Sunday at 10pm!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaah a fine example of &lt;b&gt;Organic Advertisement&lt;/b&gt; which is a "free ad" for the body/company. o000o. i still remember my HTM stuff xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, fine.&lt;br /&gt;if you realized i have been watching television for this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i even went to jb yesterday with mum and kak ina.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i'm beginnning to like FOS(Factory Outlet Store, i THINK)&lt;br /&gt;cos of Banana Republic, GAP and other brands.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, do you know how super expensive these brands cost in their own outlets?&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;u&gt;BOMB&lt;/u&gt;, i tell you. well, at least for me now that i'm not working anymore. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;but at FOS, its like RM20 for a tee which means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUPER DUPER GOOD SAVINGS&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;xD ahahah another "free ad" hee.&lt;br /&gt;so thats how fruitless my weekend was.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, at least i gotta wind down a little&lt;br /&gt;and to think that next Monday is the beginning of a whole month of fasting.&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget SSC too.&lt;br /&gt;whoa. can't wait for ssc! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-1209886603956635112?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/1209886603956635112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=1209886603956635112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1209886603956635112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/1209886603956635112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/lazy-weekend.html' title='lazy weekend'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-3504129641993207419</id><published>2008-08-22T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:54:46.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all in a week's work II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,helloooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i had my &lt;i&gt;semangat&lt;/i&gt; (spirit) up high too early for exams that somehow it has died down..&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;been chiong-ing with malia and rau in school&lt;br /&gt;but malia seems to be on the same book for the whole week except it has gotten much much more colourful and HAVOC siaa! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;rau.. i don't know. opps. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was great study dating with those girls&lt;br /&gt;nafiz and fir joined us once.&lt;br /&gt;and we are a &lt;s&gt;noisy&lt;/s&gt; crazy bunch yaw! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;malia had some affair with the aunty! xD&lt;br /&gt;you can read her &lt;u&gt;August 20th&lt;/u&gt;'s entry to find out more kayy xD&lt;br /&gt;then a friend of rau and malia's joined one of out study dates&lt;br /&gt;and she gave us a brief tip on the proper way of carrying trays&lt;br /&gt;and i was forced to try&lt;br /&gt;then nafiz tried&lt;br /&gt;and fir was so excited that he wanted to try too&lt;br /&gt;and boy, was i glad i was holding on to my drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;cos he spilled the rest of the drinks!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha it was totally comical laaa!&lt;br /&gt;cos fir was like pretending to serve our drinks&lt;br /&gt;but he had to bend down to place the drinks before the incident happened&lt;br /&gt;and of course, malia's good friend aka aunty came by to mop the area&lt;br /&gt;by then, fir was hiding well behind the pillar. pfft. ahahah x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hq with rau after sooooo loooooooong&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday and thursday to helped out for the pre-course ssc briefing and orienteering competition respectively.&lt;br /&gt;when we were on our way there, we reminisce the times when we were still cadets.&lt;br /&gt;totally missed those times, and we kept wondering why we kept coming back even though it was kinda torturous in a way.&lt;br /&gt;and how most of us would have a 100% attendance for NCC during secondary school if not for that &lt;b&gt;one freaking incident&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but its really the very people whom we went through the shits together that made us stay and go through it all together.&lt;br /&gt;after all, its through ncc that i met the best bunch of people x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my ACONHYD papers in the morning&lt;br /&gt;almost forgot about it last night&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i tell you, its troublesome to have an open book paper&lt;br /&gt;cos its really time consuming to refer to the questions and your notes at the same time&lt;br /&gt;and my classmate lost one of my notes! grr.&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time, 2 hours was not enough to complete my paper laa! double GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to evss after paper for the last training before the fsting month&lt;br /&gt;actually, was forced to come down to settle some problems =/&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if the situation's gonna get any better&lt;br /&gt;but they did let the rest of us down.&lt;br /&gt;we cant help but to be mad cos we saved their ass too many times&lt;br /&gt;and its embarrassing, you know.. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;but i hope they'll change for the better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised my entry is not making any sense at alll! pfft. and it was like,&lt;br /&gt;from HURRAH2 happy2 to bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-3504129641993207419?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/3504129641993207419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=3504129641993207419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3504129641993207419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/3504129641993207419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-in-weeks-work-ii.html' title='all in a week&apos;s work II'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-6987884818651709891</id><published>2008-08-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:04:31.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all in a week's work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go jogging with nisa&lt;br /&gt;but i was really drained out that i became a &lt;b&gt;ZOMBIE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to **** that i tried which seems really bad for my body.&lt;br /&gt;but nisa was really in a mood for a jog till she realised she brought the wrong pants to jog in.&lt;br /&gt;and she HAD to cancel it right after i changed my attire B/&lt;br /&gt;thanks ehh nisa. hahah&lt;br /&gt;but we TRIED to make it up by walking all the way toooooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;STARBUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;xD we weren't really hungry so we shared a muffin and a warm chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;hehehe really not helping with the weight loss thingy hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to finish school at 6&lt;br /&gt;but since the last lesson is only presentation,&lt;br /&gt;the class decided to bring forward te class to 11am!&lt;br /&gt;and i was still at home at that time B/ how about that.&lt;br /&gt;rushed down to school and did presentation which i must say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;is the COOLEST and most FUNNEST presentation ever!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just had to present our project to our tutor.&lt;br /&gt;and he dont mind whichever way we wanted to present,&lt;br /&gt;as in powerpoint slides, transparency etc.&lt;br /&gt;but my group didnt. prepare any of that sort cos we wanted to present from our report itself using visualiser(spelling issues?) but the one in the LT was spoilt so our tutor asked us to sit around and just "discuss" with him our project 0.0&lt;br /&gt;and hes so funny, i tell you x) cos he was like switching roles between being &lt;i&gt;our boss&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;client&lt;/i&gt; so he was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;as a boss: So is the budget enough?&lt;br /&gt;as a client: ok. i trust you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;coool. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to class at nine&lt;br /&gt;thought i was late but i'm only the third person to arrive 0.0&lt;br /&gt;and the tutor wasnt even in 0.0&lt;br /&gt;had my project interview&lt;br /&gt;and i was done for the day.&lt;br /&gt;met malia and lunched at Rase 21.&lt;br /&gt;came by my house after that and she had fun playing with afnan who was trying hard to act cute - and succeeded. pfft. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ESFAC lab test which i scored full marks! yay.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get through this module or else i'm out of tp yaw.&lt;br /&gt;then had this killer irdd quiz.&lt;br /&gt;third of the questions given required calculations which i dont even know how to calculate! T______T&lt;br /&gt;but it was mostly MCQs so i had to &lt;b&gt;CAKCAK KUTIIIIII&lt;/b&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRI-FRI-FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TGIF&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;don't have to go for irdd lec but still have to go for irdd lec&lt;br /&gt;which dragged on till half way through my esfac tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;i was like seriously counting down to one o clock but&lt;br /&gt;lucky me, lesson ended not long after i came!&lt;br /&gt;but mr goh was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mr goh: shima did you come for lec yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;me: x) heh. no&lt;br /&gt;mr goh: OHHHHH. it was very important! find out from your classmate ok&lt;br /&gt;me: ok.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was last day of sem but guess what, i just got my (other) classmates' no just to copy the "important" notes 0.0 hahah yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to hurrah2 on the 29th xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-6987884818651709891?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/6987884818651709891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=6987884818651709891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/6987884818651709891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/6987884818651709891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-in-weeks-work.html' title='all in a week&apos;s work'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2665036595717780810</id><published>2008-08-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:58:23.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when ITS ALLLL ABOUT MALIAAAAAAA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yerp.&lt;br /&gt;this post is:&lt;br /&gt;ALLL ABOUT &lt;b&gt;MALIAAAA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah i owe it to her since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHES ASKING FOR IT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD I'm here to promote her actually xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DID YOU KNOW&lt;/b&gt;, MALIA talked to herself alot?&lt;br /&gt;and it doesn't matter if shes talking to people or &lt;u&gt;herself&lt;/u&gt; for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, its preety normal for her to talk to her own reflection too&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH funny laa siaa cos she did a reenactment for me HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DID YOU KNOW&lt;/b&gt;, MALIA likes this guy&lt;br /&gt;WHO SERIOUSLY HAVE CENTER PARTING HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;and, so sorry Mr. Guy but, he look like Mat Malaysia you know&lt;br /&gt;but mally said hes smart and hes quite religous too&lt;br /&gt;which i have to agree since both times i saw him, he was going/doing his prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DID YOU KNOW&lt;/b&gt;, MALIA likes to randomly&lt;br /&gt;message &lt;s&gt;not once, not twice but&lt;/s&gt; SIX times -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i was sleeping like a log by the time she sent those seriously random messages hehehe&lt;br /&gt;but it is still quite a shocker to read it in the morning! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and Malia, want to go into a trance ehhhhh?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah study date again YOK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(appraently, you can find out ALOT about a person through study date)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2665036595717780810?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2665036595717780810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=2665036595717780810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2665036595717780810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2665036595717780810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-its-allll-about-maliaaaaaaa.html' title='when ITS ALLLL ABOUT MALIAAAAAAA.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5965720280399252582</id><published>2008-08-10T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:06:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;celebrated national day with the NCC bunch&lt;br /&gt;not all came but we still had fun yeahh!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;alot of unexpected events but it was still&lt;br /&gt;like what rau said, A-W-E-S-O-M-E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, we sat at Makan Sutra.&lt;br /&gt;that was our initial plan:&lt;br /&gt;to get a seat and a good view of the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;BUT, it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;so the guys shifted our chairs to the pathway leading to DXO&lt;br /&gt;but some of us wanted to watch the supporting contigents march past us&lt;br /&gt;while the rest stayed back to watch over the chairs&lt;br /&gt;when we came back, we got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STRIKE ONE&lt;/b&gt;: we were "shooed away" by the authoritised personnel&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm that. so we moved to the bay so that we can watch the screen&lt;br /&gt;but the guys were taking shelter at the stage beside Makan Sutra so&lt;br /&gt;we joined them and so far so good till it started to rain heavily and&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE was running to the stage until&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STRIKE TWO&lt;/b&gt;: the Police/CISCO whatever SHOUTED at us to get down B/ like, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;cos too many people were getting on the stage but they could have been&lt;br /&gt;a little nicer by ushering instead of SHOUTING B/&lt;br /&gt;its not like we were pushing people and stuff right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nvm, we got down and walked towards the bay, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow we managed to get a spot where we can still see the screen&lt;br /&gt;and i know its like drizzling and stuff but yaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;easy with the umbrellas!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are like carrying the umbrellas high enough to shelter their friends/families&lt;br /&gt;but low enough to &lt;u&gt;BLOCK&lt;/u&gt; the screen pfft.&lt;br /&gt;and we were like, complaining loudly to lower their umbrellas but they didnt seem to hear us&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;and there was this uncle who had a combover with an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;he is super irritating cos he kept shifting and stuff so&lt;br /&gt;elfie was like, EHH UNCLE. lower your umbrella laaaa&lt;br /&gt;and he even passed a comment about the hair which i wont mention here x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this Bangla (no offence, but HE IS) standing beside me with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;and he whipped out camera phone to take a picture of himself.&lt;br /&gt;but SUDDENLY i realised he was raising it higher bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;TO TAKE OUR PHOTO LAAA SIAAAAAA with rau and myself in the photo!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0 SUPER duper scary ok!&lt;br /&gt;and najIb was being evil! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;he was like, AYY BANGLA. the one in stripes!&lt;br /&gt;hahah he really did that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why but people kept walking back and forth non stop&lt;br /&gt;and of course we couldnt help ourselves, so we voiced out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHERE ARE YOU ALL GOIIING?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad no one really answer our question even though&lt;br /&gt;i asked this army personnel guy where hes going&lt;br /&gt;and even HE dont know. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cos of the &lt;b&gt;UMBRELLA&lt;/b&gt; issues,&lt;br /&gt;we had to entertain ourselves most of the times&lt;br /&gt;by just pointing randomly in the sky and cheering!&lt;br /&gt;its a psychology thing you know,&lt;br /&gt;so people were like, looking around anxiously expecting something xD&lt;br /&gt;but of course there was nothing&lt;br /&gt;except this &lt;u&gt;ONE TIME&lt;/u&gt;, rau pointed to the sky and screamed&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, a pair of birds flew by!&lt;br /&gt;it was funny really cos the crowd thought it was the black knights&lt;br /&gt;and they were so excited but only to be fooled by a pair of birds and rau! xD&lt;br /&gt;its super hilarious OK!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had some fireworks watching while having dinner&lt;br /&gt;before we left to meet mira,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KHAI EXCLAIMED: LET'S CAMWHORE!*with his fist in the air!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA yeahhh.. he said that! xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we were supposed to meet mira around marina area there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but she was still on duty so we were standing at the area,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whereby the ndp people were exiting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to decide what to do/go till shes done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but dek was smart, he was like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ayy, we better move or later we kena scolded again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he was right! hahah we were about to move &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRIKE THREE&lt;/strong&gt;: when this security personnel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asked us to leave the premises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and najib, being his usual self, said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for you, i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUPER gay ok! hahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the guy just smiled and walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooo FUN day!&lt;br /&gt;xD hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5965720280399252582?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5965720280399252582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5965720280399252582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5965720280399252582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5965720280399252582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/ndp-08.html' title='NDP 08'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-7065262776276664589</id><published>2008-08-10T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:00:25.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NATASHAAAAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NATASHA CAME TO MY HOUSE ON FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;i totally miss her truckloads seyy!&lt;br /&gt;i got to know why she stopped visiting us last time but i'm not gonna mention it here =/&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos.. when she first arrived, she was like crying and throwing tantrum and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and kak ya was so tempted to whack her opps.&lt;br /&gt;and my sisters were like showing her the "happier times" photos&lt;br /&gt;and slowly she started warming up to us again! xD yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she wanted my teddy Pooh; the one i got for my 17th birthday B/&lt;br /&gt;OHOH, even amalia, natasha's SUPER introvert sister is warming up to us&lt;br /&gt;last time, all she does is cry and hold on tight to her mum&lt;br /&gt;but she waved and kissed my cheek on friday!&lt;br /&gt;well, thats a start right x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-7065262776276664589?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/7065262776276664589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=7065262776276664589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7065262776276664589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7065262776276664589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/natashaaaaa.html' title='NATASHAAAAA'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-2870680875770549465</id><published>2008-08-04T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:42:02.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not feeling much better but still..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a &lt;s&gt;slightly&lt;/s&gt; lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;jogged with nisa around bedok reservoir park after school&lt;br /&gt;at first we felt so kental as we were in "gym outfits"&lt;br /&gt;you know, baggy shirt with shorts/tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, many people decided to go home late today&lt;br /&gt;so we were like taking various routes just to go to the connector.&lt;br /&gt;but it was gooood xD i mean,&lt;br /&gt;after so long, and finally we had our jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad for a first time, but we gonna include more&lt;br /&gt;pushups and situps for the upcoming jog/run.&lt;br /&gt;i need to lose the extra pouch yaw. hehehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-2870680875770549465?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/2870680875770549465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=2870680875770549465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2870680875770549465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/2870680875770549465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-feeling-much-better-but-still.html' title='not feeling much better but still..'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-8368910226738055362</id><published>2008-08-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:34:07.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot me dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;somebody, kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot my lappy's administration password.&lt;br /&gt;i know, how can someone be so &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;dumb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;well, now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to reboot the system&lt;br /&gt;cos i was sooooo smart to throw away the lappy's&lt;br /&gt;box in school the moment i got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can somebody saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaveee meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it loser? nono that was the previous one..&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeeeeeeesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-8368910226738055362?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/8368910226738055362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=8368910226738055362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/8368910226738055362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/8368910226738055362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/shoot-me-dead.html' title='shoot me dead.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-5119906629708895249</id><published>2008-08-03T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:20:35.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a Day's Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DID SPRINGCLEANING THE WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;didnt know it could be such a draining task.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;you know theres always this occasional yellow plastic beg&lt;br /&gt;placed at your gate for the recycle thingy?&lt;br /&gt;well yeah,and my mum was like asking for a "volunteer"&lt;br /&gt;and so i did - but with a deal, of course. hee xD&lt;br /&gt;which is; SHOPPING spreeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum agreed!&lt;br /&gt;0.0 but then again, she tends to agree almost on anything..&lt;br /&gt;recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: Mum, i wana go backpacking.. with friends ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;mum: ok.&lt;br /&gt;me: i wana study overseas.&lt;br /&gt;mum: ok. new zealand?? i've always want to open a shop there..&lt;br /&gt;me: 0.0 erm. erm. i wana migrate&lt;br /&gt;mum: ok. bring me along, kayy =)&lt;br /&gt;me: *bang head on wall*(dont know want to hurray or what..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to where we were!&lt;br /&gt;half a day later, and the beg was literally tearing apart.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i know we have to be &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; but the least they could&lt;br /&gt;is provide a better quality plastic if they want the beg to hold..&lt;br /&gt;to whereever its sent to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i placed the beg in the living room&lt;br /&gt;and my sisters started looking through the stuff that i wanted&lt;br /&gt;to recycle/ give away/ throw.&lt;br /&gt;and they were like,&lt;br /&gt;"you giving away the shirt i bought for you?"&lt;br /&gt;"You never wear this dress, right?"&lt;br /&gt;blablabla&lt;br /&gt;but before i began my springcleaning,&lt;br /&gt;i made sure that i'm only giving away those that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;i no longer use/ never use before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeahh, i mean, why should i keep those that i've not used for years!&lt;br /&gt;i gotta keep making way for new ones (right?)&lt;br /&gt;but they took out some of the clothings which&lt;br /&gt;i guess Mr. Plastic Beg is very thankful for, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;this may sound kinda geeky or whatever you may want to call it but:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I CATEGORISED MY CLOTHINGS! HAAHAHAHAH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i mean, you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;i meant, i've stacked them according to..&lt;br /&gt;style/ event or whatever it is laaaaaaa as in,&lt;br /&gt;ncc shirts - 1 stack&lt;br /&gt;dresses - 1 stack&lt;br /&gt;hoodies/cardigans - 1 stack&lt;br /&gt;formal/ collared - 1 stack&lt;br /&gt;tees - 1 stack&lt;br /&gt;traditional(s) - 1 stack&lt;br /&gt;apparently, &lt;s&gt;some&lt;/s&gt; most of them need to be&lt;br /&gt;broken down to several other stacks 0.0&lt;br /&gt;but i like my wardrobe, for now 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now..&lt;br /&gt;wheres my books?..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-5119906629708895249?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/5119906629708895249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=5119906629708895249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5119906629708895249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/5119906629708895249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-in-days-work.html' title='All in a Day&apos;s Work'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-7924356380911974424</id><published>2008-08-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:54:22.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEYY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;alriiiiiiiiight.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but im feeling super duper drained.&lt;br /&gt;project management really killed my braincells just after 4 pages of report.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. wanted to blog yesterday but cannot laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go study with mira at NP but we changed the venue to KAP instead&lt;br /&gt;thats when i started on pmngt and my brain started to go goooooeeeeey&lt;br /&gt;took a bus from KAP and dropped at dover to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the very last minute went to SP instead&lt;br /&gt;finally went home at night xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------CHANGE OF TOPIC-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go to school this morning! xD&lt;br /&gt;sorry mr goh. went out with fai and shikin to bugis initially&lt;br /&gt;we window shopped after a while and walked around town before this mat asked us,&lt;br /&gt;wheres the rooftop where people lepak?&lt;br /&gt;we showed him esplanade and he looked kinda lost still.&lt;br /&gt;but we walked away towards suntec and shikin was like,&lt;br /&gt;theres a rooftop at esplanade?&lt;br /&gt;0.0 hahaha and we decided to go there and met that mat again&lt;br /&gt;so shikin asked the mat along whom we later found out was mat MALAYSIA siaaa&lt;br /&gt;and it was his 1st time in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;but what took me aback was the fact he came here ALONE and hes only 9teen&lt;br /&gt;0.0 crazy right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. am i THAT boriing?&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-7924356380911974424?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/7924356380911974424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=7924356380911974424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7924356380911974424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/7924356380911974424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/08/heyy.html' title='HEYY'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466333641985419568.post-945541224357109314</id><published>2008-07-31T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:16:02.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALRIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;This will be my umpteenth attempt at blogging. Clever shima, exams are like a few weeks away and here I am trying to get the whole template right again. Oh well, feel like theres a LOT of things I want to write but not now laa ayt xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY BELATED 18th BIRTHDAY, MIRAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked the suprise on Monday x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466333641985419568-945541224357109314?l=imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/feeds/945541224357109314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466333641985419568&amp;postID=945541224357109314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/945541224357109314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466333641985419568/posts/default/945541224357109314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginationsrun-wild.blogspot.com/2008/07/back.html' title='BACK.'/><author><name>olalolabolaWEE.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184113569289799929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
