<?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-5191509283703500088</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:55:28.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promiscuouslove</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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>390</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-4774886820432260318</id><published>2010-01-01T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:23:42.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll change all the shit tomorrow. Okay. Erm. Technically is today la. Aiya whatever it is la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-4774886820432260318?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4774886820432260318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/ill-change-all-shit-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4774886820432260318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4774886820432260318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/ill-change-all-shit-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-5039573380847280177</id><published>2009-12-31T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:47:46.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szx0spIPARI/AAAAAAAABNo/S6mpcWq9xd0/s1600-h/Nonsense185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szx0spIPARI/AAAAAAAABNo/S6mpcWq9xd0/s320/Nonsense185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421336361750692114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bleah i just like the colours. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha today while me, Heng Ning and Rachel were walking to school we were discussing about PSHH and PSST. Hahaha! And, not so much millipetes le. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOMP STOMP. Eh no. Today, no STOMP. Cause we got cheated by the BB!!!! So, we helped the brochure people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love love playing with the glue. At the end i go put the glue on my palm and slowly peel it off. Super shiok i tell you! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH YES I WANT TO TELL YOU GUYS A BAD NEWS. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;OUR SEC2 CLASSES IS IN FUCKING WORDS!!!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like, responsibility, righteousness and all the fucking long and hard to write words!!!! FUCKKKK. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND MINE IS FUCKING RESPONSIBILITY I SOMETIMES NEED TO ACTUALLY READ OUT TO SPELL IT CORRECTLY I DONT CARE IM NOT GONNA WRITE 2 RESPONSIBILITY IM JUST GONNA WRITE 2K I DONT CARE I SAY I DONT KNOW HOW TO SPELL RESPONSIBILITY. Bullshit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sec2 still must words. Wth la. I wanted faster sec 1 end one of the reasons is cause the classes no more integrity, blablabla. AND THEN HAVE. WTF. So bloody WHAT THE FUCK LA. WE'RE FUCKING SEC 2S! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I bet, if we go sec3 and still have this shit, many people's gonna be not happy like shit i tell you. Sucker. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kkk please give me time to cool down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12345678910&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! Done. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to normal posting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 11 plus me, Heng Ning, Jasmine, Rachel, Shimin went to 85 to buy food for brochure people. And, i realised something, im really really blur. I cannot, i repeat, CANNOT buy things for many people alone. Luckily Rachel was there. (GOSH IM THANKING RACHEL D:) Oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shao ji tui rocks i tell you. Pwn all the shao ji. HA HA. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love love green apple ice blended also. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that we had to pump. Hmm, 40 today. Still owe 30. Haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND AND ME NEED CUT FINGER NAILS LE. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit but i dont feel like cutting. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh fine. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that me, Jasmine, Rachel went to Bras Besah's popular to get some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were walking to the MRT, we walked past this tree, the one always the sell ice cream auntie is there (NEAR), and 4 or 5 guys were standing around it. Then we didnt see anything so we just walk walk walk then suddenly, the guys called us, and said there's a monkey on the tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so shocked! So we ran to the tree and see and OMG THERE'S SERIOUSLY A MONKEY THERE. The monkey was eating an apple. Think the guy gave it to him. The monkey super cute la! I wanna touch it but cant. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szx0sHisF7I/AAAAAAAABNg/1_0uRidnQcA/s1600-h/Nonsense186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szx0sHisF7I/AAAAAAAABNg/1_0uRidnQcA/s320/Nonsense186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421336352734844850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dare tell me not cool?! How often do you see monkey in TANAH MERAH, not BUKIT MERAH but TANAH MERAH. Hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah that was like the 5th or 6th try cause it's hard to see its face, keep moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Finally, we went off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Bras Besah's popular to get some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my plastic file thingy, painty, flash cards, envelops &lt;i&gt;(i wanna do some thing for Heng Ning and Jasmine and Rachel and Shimin. Something really simple and dumb, and maybe a little big of sweet. Smiley face)&lt;/i&gt;. Hahaha dont ask me tell you now. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But before that went to eat at niwa sushi with Rachel. Shall eat Udon next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My right eyelid kept twitching. Okay fine only twice, but still... Once in school while eating, and another time in the MRT. Right = bad, right. Nothing bad has happened until now. Maybe later? I dont know. Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i feel dizzy easily nowadays. No idea why man. It's like, after you do something, your head will start to spin and after maybe like 5 sec, it stops. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya! On the 7th of Jan im going eat Sakae Sushi with Ronnie and Sharon and Thashah and maybe Elton to celebrate Thashah's birthday. Erm. No. Not birthday. BELATED birthday. :) But shit. Im broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes im broke. K. Let's see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piggy bank- 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GB people owe me- 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GB sec 1 owe me- 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy owe me- 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me owe Rachel- 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me owe Sherilyn- 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me owe Nan Xin- 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I owe people money i will return de. Cause i record down. So must trust me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K anyway. So total, i will be left with 19. Walao. I need around 20 for the Sakae Sushi and after that we sure go play so need money also. AH FUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I know. I shall, start saving money. Walao at first i have like 150 +++ i spend spend spend until left like that. Haiz. Stupidddd. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. When school reopen, 4th to 6th, im gonna save like 2-3 everyday. No sweets/chocolates, no can drinks, no fruits, no tibits, no nice food. Everyday eat cheap food. Or better still stay in class, dont eat. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyo, sian leh. I very scared school reopen. I scared i no friends. Then stupid Rachel you bu yao reply my messages. ): ): ): ): Shimin all tell me not to be so myself during first day of school, so that equals to me being a super emotional and anti-social girl. I shall try. Dont know can a not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk. Must reply my message if i sms you all hor!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Counting down to school: 4 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is 2010 im not a least bit excited, hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk. I want to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make more friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more chill and not so angry everytime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont slack. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try not to stay back until so late everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;in school. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i WILL try to do it. When i want to do it i will do it. Just that this only happens maybe 1 time out of 10 times. :^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish you and me happy 2010! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-5039573380847280177?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5039573380847280177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5039573380847280177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5039573380847280177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-rainbow.html' title='Over the rainbow'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szx0spIPARI/AAAAAAAABNo/S6mpcWq9xd0/s72-c/Nonsense185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-3855868342445748348</id><published>2009-12-30T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:57:40.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIDZUAN BROKE HIS VOICE!!</title><content type='html'>Okay was conferencing with Audi, Fatin and Ridzuan. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIDZUAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BROKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VOICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he call me and say HELLO? i was like, HUH?! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!?! Ridzuan. HUH?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao! The difference is really.... I all the way dont believe him. So, i asked him something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's me and Fatin's height?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Cause he's an ass who calls me shortie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway back to the point. His voice is super .... HE TOTALLY SOUNDED LIKE ANOTHER PERSON OMG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were laughing and laughing and he was like, "Hey im a man."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the conference was really quiet. O_O So weird la, haha. BUT again, it lasted for 1 hour 17 min 27 sec. Not bad k. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K i miss all 3 of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUDI!! WHY MEETING CANCELLED? THEN I CANNOT SEE YOU. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk let's wait to the next meeting then. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIDZUAN BROKE HIS VOICE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3855868342445748348?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3855868342445748348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/ridzuan-broke-his-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3855868342445748348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3855868342445748348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/ridzuan-broke-his-voice.html' title='RIDZUAN BROKE HIS VOICE!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6669127823449035059</id><published>2009-12-30T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:16:05.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello blogskins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=301424&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=301424&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=311644&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=311644&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=313096&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=313096&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=280356&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=280356&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=317108&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=317108&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello hello help me choose one blogskin! I think all these are nice, hehe. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I will edit them. The words, colours (maybe), font, font size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6669127823449035059?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6669127823449035059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-blogskins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6669127823449035059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6669127823449035059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-blogskins.html' title='Hello blogskins'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2611751570886931335</id><published>2009-12-30T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:34:57.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzsxGRlLAWI/AAAAAAAABNY/g7Y5P-fscM0/s1600-h/Charis%26Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzsxGRlLAWI/AAAAAAAABNY/g7Y5P-fscM0/s320/Charis%26Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420980560338813282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Avatar is nice! ;D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Rachel were early so we went to buy Auntie Anne first, while waiting. Once again, i didnt drop any that thingy on my pants. I didnt drop a lot. I didnt eat until very dirty. I didnt lick my finger and wipe it on my shirt. I didnt do all those things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, meet Charis and Jasmine at MRT. And quickly went to buy our tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we have to wait for around 2 hours. So sian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to eat. I didnt have my Tom Yum soup cause i have not enough money. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Open Plaza the room, cause very very hot. Shiok sia the aircon. :D :D Okay never mind. Took pictures, but all with Charis. And played snake and ladder (the one printed on the table).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzsxGJykoYI/AAAAAAAABNQ/DpG2woIiSUc/s1600-h/Nonsense184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzsxGJykoYI/AAAAAAAABNQ/DpG2woIiSUc/s320/Nonsense184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420980558247534978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We used coins, clips to play. And Rachel's phone. Cause got dice thing. So, perfect! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel won first, followed by Charis, then ME, then Jasmine. Walao. Keep restarting. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to stay longer but realised that the room was getting warmer and warmer. Yes, the stupid air con was off-ed. I think the person see us inside go off. Idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah. I scolded this Fengshan girl cause she was playing catching and she came in WITHOUT TAKING OFF HER BLOODY SHOE. Walao. So inconsiderate. K, i said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oi. Take out your shoe la. Walao eh come in dont want take out your shoe. So inconsiderate."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE DAO ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OI. TAKE OUT YOUR SHOE LA. SMACK YOUR ASS AH. ASS SO BIG." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously her ass is big! And she wear the pants so bloody tight can totally see how big her ass is la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry if im being mean (okay i am). but seriously. so idiotic.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah it was hot hot hot so we went out. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So slacked around outside and it was seriously hot so we decided to play arcade. Ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played Air Hockey, and this hitting hitting thing, and this throw ball thing (which we got cheated -.-). Exchanged the thing for some chocolates and tibits. Then, went to buy some food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went in to the cinema. Nobody was inside, only us. :) So we decided to take some photos first! Yes, all with Charis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha i tell you. When we heard foot steps + people talking we were like, "eh faster faster go back!!" *run back to seat* xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah we got quite good seats. Second row from the back, the right side. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon the movie start and i got freaked out a little by the advertisements, lol. Rachel too la k! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The front part of the movie i was spamming popcorn and the food i bought so very quickly i finished everything, except popcorn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting unglamly is my forte. :D This point applies to when watching movie too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel was being super extra by making random noises ACCIDENTALLY. :D Idiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The front part of the movie was boring, until the back back then nice. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay got this part, i got so into the movie that after i put back my drink my hand was still there and i was like somehow day-dreaming. I froze there. When Rachel wants the drink she was like shaking the drink and i didnt realised it, until she "oi tiffany what you doing?!" me. Hahaha. I have no idea what happened. I just froze there. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the way i was holding that stupid 3D glasses so that equals to me having only one hand. Sucks i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha got another part i was so into the movie (, again) that i supported my glasses with both my hands and look retarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K this is not so stupid. Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. Quite nice. But very annoyed to hold the glasses like that. Sucks to wear specs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WALAO, MY MAMA DONT ALLOW ME WEAR CONTACTS, UNTIL WHEN I GROW UP. WTH. SEC 3 ALSO CANNOT! FUCK! SHE SAY SHE SCARED I DONT KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THEN SOME UNLUCKY THINGS HAPPEN, BLA. HELLLLL. D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that we walked around, walk walk walk. And they all love my champagne grape ice blended! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna go Urban Write get my Post It sticky notes and pencil case soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so, now, is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cut hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go urban white&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna make my hair tip sharper. Cause now it's like one whole shit there. I dont want. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay finally we go home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the MRT stupid Rachel keep pinching me. And arm red sia, when she pinch. ): Ke lian de Tiffany. Please save me. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHH IM DEAD. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she bend my fingers backwards. FUCKING PAIN. I "OW OW OWWW" and laughing at the same time. So weird. People looked i think. Suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOMP tomorrow. So lazy go. So lazy play. So lazy wake up early. But if tomorrow i dont go for STOMP then so boring eh. Hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's think of what should we do after that tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzsxFiXKPVI/AAAAAAAABNI/QNLNIWNywUY/s1600-h/Charis%26Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzsxFiXKPVI/AAAAAAAABNI/QNLNIWNywUY/s320/Charis%26Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420980547663576402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. (R).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2611751570886931335?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2611751570886931335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2611751570886931335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2611751570886931335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar_30.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzsxGRlLAWI/AAAAAAAABNY/g7Y5P-fscM0/s72-c/Charis%26Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-845232639874143585</id><published>2009-12-29T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:48:26.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im such an ass</title><content type='html'>Ass ass ass. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had STOMP today again. Yeap. But, weren't so boring. :P Today we tried out the real whole thing, with all the bins, buckets, and all, quite cool la. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went Simei, East Point. Heng Ning Rachel Shimin me. Jasmine didnt go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First 18 chefs. Sian. Sat outside, cause no space. At first hot like crazy, but after that very windy. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I TRIED THE SCRAMBLED EGGS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. It's nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid Shimin. She was like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not like you never eat scrambled eggs before right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since she was eating the sausage, i replied, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not like you never eat sausage before right?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i go on to Heng Ning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not like you never eat mushroom before right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! Kkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's ice lemon tea tasted different. So much sweeter. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly we turned and saw sec2s and 2 sec3s and 1 alumni at the door. My Jee Lee over there so i went to call her and her first reaction was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"NI BEI PAN WO. HAI SAN GE REN." Hahahahha! But anyway she used to it le la. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya today Jee Lee during STOMP told us something. Hahaha. So cute. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, i love Jee Lee. Although i bei pan her dont know how many times i still love her. Cause she LIKE dont care we junior or whatever. Hahaha. Love to bully her. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anywayyyyy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that, we went Popular! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a green pen, highlighter, permanent marker, uniball signo pink (but they wrote red no idea why -.-), green (a bit blueish also), and blue (all angelic). Haha i fell in love with them. Wanna buy many different colours next time. And, the thing is, this is super easy to erase from your hand. Just use water, rub a few times jiu OK le. :D Awesome. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 of us bought the same file. :) I bought the pink one! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, it was like, 2pm. So we decided to go to Rachel's house. Play cards, muahaha. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHIMIN SUCKS IN COUNTING. STILL DARE SAY IS I COUNT WRONG. I USE CALCULATOR OKAY. :P :P :P xD xD xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K yeah. Taidi. Asshole. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay got this round, super ...... . I was the asshole (yeah. hey i asshole once only okay! :P) that round, Rachel was the king. At first when i look at my cards. I scan through. All numbers, then suddenly a 2 spade pop out. So i was like, yes, in my heart. Then i continued scanning. WALAO. NO PICTURES?! Finished scanning. OH FUCK. REALLY NO PICTURE. So i took out the biggest 2 cards. And guess what, they are 2 spade and 10 spade. I took out, i was already almost bursting into laughter, then when Rachel took the cards, she looked, SHE LAUGHED. HOLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tada! Unglam Tiffany appears! And unglam Tiffany started laughing non stop. Gosh. No idea why she react that way. It's just 2 spade and 10 spade whad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EH BUT DIFFERENCE BIG LEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She continued laughing, and laughing. Gosh. I guess she cant control her laughter during that time. So i guess it's not her fault. Continued laughing, THEN SHE CRIED. CRAZY GIRL. BECAUSE OF A SMALL LITTLE SHITASS THING SHE LAUGH UNTIL CRY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K so, finally, she cooled down a little, but still got laugh a bit at some point of time. Haha. So unglam Tiffany's friends looked at her like some i dont know what, but if im not wrong Rachel was laughing as well. Hah. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. That round Tiffany was not again the asshole, she was the toilet cleaner. Heng Ning was the asshole. xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao. So unglam i tell you, that stupid girl. Think she only dare unglam in front of those people. :) If other people see, she will feel uncomfortable. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay okay NORMAL TIFFANY PLEASE COME BACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Yeah. Unglam Tiffany appeared and i feel very happy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that i was starting to get high. Then since we were playing songs, i sing, AGAIN! And, i dont care if i go off tune or i sing very not nice i just like that song, i just want sing. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Rachel purposely go on songs that i dont know. So that i cant sing. Mean right? ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that Shimin told me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh. You know right. Just now the song Cry came out, then Rachel faster go change. I ask her why. She say cause you know the lyrics." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEEE. SO MEAN RIGHT. &gt;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K ya. Went home at around 5 plus. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch Avatar 3D (WATCHING TOMORROW!!!! :DDD)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cut hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Buy stationery&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. So happy. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;I think i shall stop being so conscious about what others say about me. Stupid me. &gt;(&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5191509283703500088-845232639874143585?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/845232639874143585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-such-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/845232639874143585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/845232639874143585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-such-ass.html' title='Im such an ass'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6972599804228628901</id><published>2009-12-28T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:13:59.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What pull up must with rope</title><content type='html'>Haha! Okay. I suddenly remembered something really stupid.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year, we had this competition. (i was together with Nicholas (Sim) and Ivan) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the competition, you first have to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One person fix the rubix cube. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whole group complete this thing where they give you a picture, and you have to guess a phrase (??). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example, they show you a picture of an apple and beside it 3.14..... so that means, the answer is apple pie. Get it? And of course they will give this- _ _ _ _ _     _ _ _. Yeah. Apple pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something like that la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the question actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whole group complete a really really hard sudoku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the thing i want to talk about is at the second part that one. Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first question, they gave us this picture of this pulley, and the word 'WHAT' was up and the word 'MUST' was down. And the number of letters thing was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_ _ _ _     _ _ _ _    _ _    _ _ _ _    _ _ _ _    _ _ _ _.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we thought very long for the answer. And finally, our answer was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT PULL UP MUST WITH ROPE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA. The answer is stupid to the max and i still thought we got correct, hey the answer is logical la. Pulley, has rope. And WHAT is obviously pulling MUST. HEHEH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer was WHAT GOES UP MUST COME DOWN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. So cool huh. Actually i dont even know most of them. I only did the rubix cube and sudoku. This one mainly is they all do. If im not wrong i only bombed words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our school sent in 5/6 groups. None of us won, hahhaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk. This is so stupid. When i think of it i actually laughed. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The _ _ _ _ thing, er, they gave us according to the number of letters in the word. But when i type out and publish post it doesnt come out like that but whatever la, you guys understand right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6972599804228628901?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6972599804228628901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-pulls-up-must-with-rope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6972599804228628901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6972599804228628901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-pulls-up-must-with-rope.html' title='What pull up must with rope'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-7913155055806406599</id><published>2009-12-28T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:31:24.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avatar 3D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cut hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get new stationery (YAY IM GOING TO GET THEM TOMORROW :D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah. Me want those 3 things. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-7913155055806406599?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7913155055806406599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-3d-cut-hair-get-new-stationeries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7913155055806406599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7913155055806406599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-3d-cut-hair-get-new-stationeries.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-3772204340605215981</id><published>2009-12-28T15:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:47:12.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May</title><content type='html'>My 400th post. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kopped from Charis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;→ Change the font to red for anything that doesn’t apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;→ Bold the five that best apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;→ Copy to your blog, livejournal, xanga, wordpress, blogger.&lt;br /&gt;→ Tag 5 people from your friends list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. &lt;b&gt;Easily angered*. &lt;/b&gt;Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Beautiful physically and mentally. &lt;/span&gt;Firm Standpoint. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Needs no motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Easily consoled. &lt;/b&gt;Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Good imagination. Good physical. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Weak breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Loves literature and the arts. &lt;/span&gt;Loves traveling. &lt;b&gt;Dislike being at home. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Restless. &lt;/span&gt;Not having many children. Hardworking. &lt;b&gt;High spirited. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spendthrift.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;* but easily calm down also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3772204340605215981?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3772204340605215981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3772204340605215981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3772204340605215981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/may.html' title='May'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-4781458721016082069</id><published>2009-12-28T12:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:56:23.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched by an angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello people! Long time no many pictures le wor. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Shopping @ Orchard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6f8d4-6I/AAAAAAAABNA/DTuODabuugQ/s1600-h/Rachel%26Tiffany17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6f8d4-6I/AAAAAAAABNA/DTuODabuugQ/s320/Rachel%26Tiffany17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146472022244258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6fv83FqI/AAAAAAAABM4/-5Nv2Ywm0_8/s1600-h/Rachel%26Tiffany16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6fv83FqI/AAAAAAAABM4/-5Nv2Ywm0_8/s320/Rachel%26Tiffany16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146468662482594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6YJP2kAI/AAAAAAAABMw/o-NTrxB9ORE/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Tiffany18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6YJP2kAI/AAAAAAAABMw/o-NTrxB9ORE/s320/Jasmine%26Tiffany18.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146338014072834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6XpUQr6I/AAAAAAAABMo/0zQsWneclvE/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Tiffany17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6XpUQr6I/AAAAAAAABMo/0zQsWneclvE/s320/Jasmine%26Tiffany17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146329442627490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6XShEsoI/AAAAAAAABMg/WX6Db8CPWGU/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6XShEsoI/AAAAAAAABMg/WX6Db8CPWGU/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146323322352258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6XJfq7MI/AAAAAAAABMY/iG1kiyrL5_8/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6XJfq7MI/AAAAAAAABMY/iG1kiyrL5_8/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146320900549826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6W5XczUI/AAAAAAAABMQ/Es86H8GBoCw/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6W5XczUI/AAAAAAAABMQ/Es86H8GBoCw/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146316571102530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg504peoQI/AAAAAAAABMI/DS-AAlGctRY/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg504peoQI/AAAAAAAABMI/DS-AAlGctRY/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145732262732034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg50uikrSI/AAAAAAAABMA/iqGVxRLSLtQ/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg50uikrSI/AAAAAAAABMA/iqGVxRLSLtQ/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145729549413666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg50DM-jsI/AAAAAAAABL4/mkAaMq_d_ks/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg50DM-jsI/AAAAAAAABL4/mkAaMq_d_ks/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145717916110530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balls. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5z52735I/AAAAAAAABLw/Qsg32tA2reM/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5z52735I/AAAAAAAABLw/Qsg32tA2reM/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145715407740818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look what's behind us. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5iKzWiFI/AAAAAAAABLo/hyXMuXudahs/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5iKzWiFI/AAAAAAAABLo/hyXMuXudahs/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145410718468178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG LOOK AT MY TUMMY. IT'S LIKE BULGING OUT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5h9prTrI/AAAAAAAABLg/-b6xr_Rk7Bk/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5h9prTrI/AAAAAAAABLg/-b6xr_Rk7Bk/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145407188225714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha this one i suck in de. No idea why my tummy in the first picture so damn big. Ha ha ha Tiffany has a big tummy. Woohoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just list out the places we go to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;313 &gt; Centrepoint &gt; Central &gt; Paragon &gt; Taka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Central, something cool happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PA: Ladies and gentlemen can i have your attention please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;US: NO. *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PA: .... Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;US: WELCOME. *laughs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(GL MUCH?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha fine we're so lame. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought a blue cardigan from Cotton On and a red and white shirt (found by Rachel) (Rachel bought black and white, Jasmine bought grey and white) from Bossini, really cute pencil case from More Than Words, really cute nail clipper from Cactus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chicken rice at 313 (food republic) was okay but Jasmine's meat tasted like vomit. Mine was okay. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about our future, hahaha. Like, we're gonna earn lots of money and go shopping together LIKE CRAZY (woah, shiok). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feet hurts when we're going back to Jasmine's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played Taidi at Jasmine's house a little. Changed into my new shirt cause very hot, and zao geng-ed!! D: OH NO. Jasmine... You... You... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your blog is screwed! Where the hell is your blog? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K but i changed back to my long sleeve one before we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sg idol finals @ SG indoor stadium:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5hi5-TvI/AAAAAAAABLY/UzxvEI7G2_o/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5hi5-TvI/AAAAAAAABLY/UzxvEI7G2_o/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany14.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145400008822514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5hSHEY4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/m1wXOlxhUwg/s1600-h/Nonsense183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg5hSHEY4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/m1wXOlxhUwg/s320/Nonsense183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145395500344194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ticket. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place was cold. I wore long sleeve plus jeans and im still cold. I dont know how Jasmine survived with short pants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching live was much more awesome. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want Sylvia to win but i think Sezairi should win. Hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. we should've bought food in. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE SITTING AT THE SIDE, THE SIDE OF THE SIDE. Urgh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes! Finally i remembered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind us, was this 4 china peeps (hey no offense to china people okay). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCKING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY KEEP KICKING OUR CHAIRS! WALAO TURN BACK LOOK AT THEM DONT KNOW HOW MANY TIMES STILL KICK. KNS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another thing, at Cotton On. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were queuing and queuing, then this Auntie and her daughter go pretend pretend stand behind us. Walao. Although never cut our queue but cut so many people behind's queue eh. I looked at them, the daughter happily still trying her cardigan. Idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K anyway, thats not the point. When we were around 6/7 people away from the counter, this guy, happily walked in front of us. Idiot. Then he go called his girlfriend come. The girlfriend still looking at dresses. WALAO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THEN, it was this Auntie, who speaks i dont know what language. Go cut our queue, again just walk in front of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I "Fuck, she fucking just cut our queue." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So angry already, i go tap her shoulder and say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Auntie you just cut our queue."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She mumbled dont know what shitass shits and push me and Rachel in front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WALAO. DONT NEED PUSH RIGHT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked at her with that ... face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously NO OFFENSE to those type of people, im just really angry la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao she push us eh. And she's fucking impatient la. She keep pushing Rachel. If im not wrong 7 times i think (Rachel told me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine la, it's a sale, but, come on la, dont have to cut queue right. Fucking inconsiderate can. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K. End of rant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K so overall yesterday was fun. But im kinda, KINDA broke now. I left 30. I think. And i want to watch 3 movies, ASAP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EH EH EH!! AVATAR! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K new moon can cancel la. But if want also can la. Alvin i want. BUT AVATAR MOST ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XC is ... He used porn to describe Avatar. -.- to the max. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K but, whatever! I still wanna watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idiot la dont know say how many times liao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RACHEL SAID SHE DREAMT THAT I MOVED HOUSE AND THE HOUSE HAS 11 TOILETS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah, if my house have 11 toilet, i rather cut away some of the toilets and make them into a room. Hah. Crazy. 3 people, 11 toilets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, k. Dreams. Dreams are supposed to be stupid, (okay fine, not all.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La la la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done. I finally blogged. :) HAPPY A NOT? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5191509283703500088-4781458721016082069?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4781458721016082069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/touched-by-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4781458721016082069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4781458721016082069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/touched-by-angel.html' title='Touched by an angel'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Szg6f8d4-6I/AAAAAAAABNA/DTuODabuugQ/s72-c/Rachel%26Tiffany17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-6524866592095076944</id><published>2009-12-28T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:17:37.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No post, but quiz. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STEP ONE:&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name with songs.&lt;br /&gt;T- Tik tok&lt;br /&gt;I- If my heart was a house&lt;br /&gt;F- Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;F- Future love&lt;br /&gt;A- Apple and cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;N- Need you now&lt;br /&gt;Y- Your guardian angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP TWO:&lt;br /&gt;-- Name: Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;-- Birth date: 210596&lt;br /&gt;-- Age: 13&lt;br /&gt;-- Nickname: Dont know. Many many. :D&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair Color: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;-- Zodiac Sign: Gemini/Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP THREE:&lt;br /&gt;-- The shoes you wore today: Black flats.&lt;br /&gt;-- Weakness: Stares, tickles.&lt;br /&gt;-- Your fear(s): Many many. D:&lt;br /&gt;-- Your perfect pizza: Hawaiian. I always eat the same thing. :P&lt;br /&gt;-- Goal you would like to achieve: A lot la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;-- Your bedtime: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;-- Most missed memory: I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;This Or That...&lt;br /&gt;-- Pepsi or Coke: Coke.&lt;br /&gt;-- McDonald's or Burger King: Mcdonald.&lt;br /&gt;-- Adidas or Nike: I dont buy their things.&lt;br /&gt;-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: I dont drink ice tea. :P&lt;br /&gt;-- Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;-- Cappuccino or coffee: Anything la. Dont drink them also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP SIX:&lt;br /&gt;Do you...&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoke: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Curse: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dance: NO.&lt;br /&gt;-- Do you think you've been in love? Er. Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to go to college: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Like high school: Er...&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to get married: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Get motion sickness: YESYESYES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-- Think you're a health freak: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Get along with your parent(s): Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month...&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone to the mall: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Kissed someone: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten Sushi: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Been on stage: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Been dumped: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skating: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Made homemade cookies: No.&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone Skinny dipping: HAHAHA WTH, NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;Ever...&lt;br /&gt;-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: NO. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;-- If so, was it mixed company:&lt;br /&gt;-- Been beaten up: Like, literally, no.&lt;br /&gt;-- Shoplifted: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP NINE:&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: 24/25.&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of Children: 2.&lt;br /&gt;-- Describe your Dream Wedding: Dont know how to describe lah.&lt;br /&gt;-- What country would you most like to visit?: Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP TEN:&lt;br /&gt;In the opposite sex..&lt;br /&gt;-- Best eye color?: Im not good at this, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;-- Best hair color?: Im not good at colours.&lt;br /&gt;-- Short hair or long hair?: Short.&lt;br /&gt;-- Height : Taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP ELEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of people I could trust with my life? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of CDs that I own: 0&lt;br /&gt;-- Are you a fast typer?: Not so fast.&lt;br /&gt;-- About how many people have you liked/had a crush on?: .&lt;br /&gt;--Have you ever moved?: Moved? Like, moved house?&lt;br /&gt;--Have you ever won an award?: Dont think so leh. P:&lt;br /&gt;--What do you want to do right now?: Stop that itch.&lt;br /&gt;--Are you listening to music right now?: No.&lt;br /&gt;--How long 'till your birthday?: around 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;--When was the saddest day in your whole life?: That particular unlucky day. But, shitass, i wasnt so sad actually. Er, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;--Do you use ebay to buy or sell?: No.&lt;br /&gt;--What makes you angry?: You. Just kidding. xD&lt;br /&gt;--Have you ever heard a song written about you?: No lah.&lt;br /&gt;--Something you want to happen in 2009?: 2009 like ending soon hor?&lt;br /&gt;--Summer 2008?: .&lt;br /&gt;--Honestly, do you miss 2008?: Kinda. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Honestly, what's on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;- Obviously i cant say it here rightttt.&lt;br /&gt;- ''&lt;br /&gt;- ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Honestly, what are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Msn, and this lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Honestly, have you done something bad today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I scolded used the f-word many times cause of some idiot auntie and this guy and his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Honestly, who is the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Shimin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Honestly, what makes you mad most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, irritating people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Honestly, do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, yes but i dont bite them off, but i enjoy biting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Honestly, are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Honestly, do you want to see someone this very moment?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, okay la, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Honestly, are you keeping a big secret now?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, not sure leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Honestly, do you have a friend you don't actually like?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Honestly. who are your best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6524866592095076944?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6524866592095076944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-post-but-quiz-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6524866592095076944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6524866592095076944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-post-but-quiz-p.html' title='No post, but quiz. :P'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-4944187985544735283</id><published>2009-12-27T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:57:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please tell me i haven been blogging. K, i'll blog tomorrow. Really. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-4944187985544735283?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4944187985544735283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/please-tell-me-i-haven-been-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4944187985544735283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4944187985544735283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/please-tell-me-i-haven-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2341355463586665688</id><published>2009-12-26T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:32:53.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I shall not blog today. I shall blog tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2341355463586665688?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2341355463586665688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-shall-not-blog-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2341355463586665688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2341355463586665688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-shall-not-blog-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-772671757357735548</id><published>2009-12-26T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:49:07.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised something. I have a small waist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-772671757357735548?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/772671757357735548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-realised-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/772671757357735548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/772671757357735548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-3493789788476948179</id><published>2009-12-26T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:44:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROAR MY MUM IS COMPLAINING HOW LATE I SLEEP NOWADAYS. STUPID. AND SHE THREATEN TO CANCEL THE FREAKING THING IF I KEEP SLEEPING SO LATE. SHE ALWAYS THREATEN ME ONE LOR. WHEN I DONT PICK UP HER CALL (CAUSE I DONT EVEN KNOW MY PHONE WAS RINGING IN THE FIRST PLACE, NOT LIKE I PURPOSELY DONT WANT PICK UP HER CALL), SHE THREATENS TO CANCEL MY LINE. THEN WHEN I SLEEP LATE CAUSE I SPAM COMPUTER, SHE THREATENS TO CANCEL THAT THINGY FOR THE COMPUTER. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idiot. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to ask her get me a webcam today but, think forget it. She seems pissed. If i asked her, she may scream at me and i will scream at her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i really want a webcam. Me and Jasmine say, when i have a webcam, we'll webcam whenever we're online. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall sleep late today again and see what my mum say. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3493789788476948179?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3493789788476948179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/roar-my-mum-is-complaining-how-late-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3493789788476948179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3493789788476948179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/roar-my-mum-is-complaining-how-late-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-3452780293446777487</id><published>2009-12-25T23:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:35:17.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture small, little things together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzTgRL3pzEI/AAAAAAAABLI/ehL2UISha9k/s1600-h/Billy%26ShiMin%26Tiffany1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzTgRL3pzEI/AAAAAAAABLI/ehL2UISha9k/s320/Billy%26ShiMin%26Tiffany1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419202837482163266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sherlock Holmes today with Billy and Shimin at Orchard Cineleisure. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See my previous post, that, 'IMLIKEFUCKINGBOREDNOW' post. Hahahaha after that my phone vibrated, i see, Billy. I was like, er why he call me. Random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hello?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh i today no plans eh, want meet up?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OKAY!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOAH SHIOK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i called Shimin. SHE STILL SLEEPING. -.- Already 2 plus leh i tell you. PIG. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, in the end we decided to go watch a movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The MRT was fucking packed and we had to squeeze like shit. And in the MRT i suddenly feel very very short. They both super tall la, walao. Then they keep saying im short. ): So sad. I really short ah? Kns. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were walking to that place, it started drizzling, THEN, IT STARTED POURING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy ran all the way. Me and Shimin used the umbrella (hey we did ask him to share with us is he dont want) and we got stuck at the thingy in the middle of the road. All the car go past splash water like crazy and my whole flats and the below of my jeans were wet. Like, WET. URGH. Retarded rain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i walk, i can totally feel that URGH feeling in my flats, like im stepping into a puddle of water. Disgusting. And it's really umglam to take out your shoe and tries to empty the water inside. Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to buy our tickets and then walk walk and eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than words sell this, you know the chicken, when you press then it gives off this really irritating and disgusting sound. Yeah that. They sold a woman version. The woman is totally not sexy. She wore a bra and panty and her waist is super small but has really huge hips and arms and boobs. Disgusting. -.- AND, PEOPLE WEAR BRA TO NOT SHOW THEIR NIPPLE RIGHT. THIS CRAZY WOMAN, SHE WORE BRA, BUT CAN SEE THE NIPPLE. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy went to smack my head when i told him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to eat at this Jap stall. I ate this fried noodle thingy, not bad. Shimin ate this i dont know how to spell it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WE PLAYED CARDS THERE. WE'RE CRAZY. But a while only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to the food court to eat desserts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played Taidi meanwhile. :) Tsk. WE'RE NOT GAMBLING. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally someone came to us and say we're not suppose to play cards there. So, we left, and went to the, this place, where we can sit down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked about many many things. It's really nice talking to them hahaha. And i told them something which are not supposed to tell. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk so spent the rest of the time there until 7.10pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was cool and awesome. But i got really bloated cause of the popcorn and the drink. Really uncomfortable. AND POPCORN KEEPS DROPPING INSIDE MY SHIRT. Shimin also. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noticed something &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; but not gonna say it here. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so after the movie end, we were the last to leave. And Billy lead us to wrong exit and i got really freaked out PLUS, HE SCARED US FROM THE BACK AND WE SCREAMED, a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to 313 Somerset to walk walk a little. A little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah and soon we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think im gonna have a music lesson from Billy cause i said he was my dog. SHIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home at around 11pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent my christmas with this 2 crazy people. :) Funnnnn. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i shall end off with a picture of what we gave to our sec4s seniors this year. (SUPER CUTE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzTgQjD5VGI/AAAAAAAABLA/M5S6mqUzQBg/s1600-h/Nonsense182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzTgQjD5VGI/AAAAAAAABLA/M5S6mqUzQBg/s320/Nonsense182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419202826527659106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TADA! THE BLUE AND WHITE THINGY = MUFTI PLUS SCHOOL SKIRT! THANK YOU SEWING TEAM. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I told Billy i want to be as smart as Sherlock Holmes and he replied "Woah. Hard lah." Idiot. I is smart de okay! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3452780293446777487?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3452780293446777487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-small-little-things-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3452780293446777487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3452780293446777487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-small-little-things-together.html' title='Picture small, little things together'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/SzTgRL3pzEI/AAAAAAAABLI/ehL2UISha9k/s72-c/Billy%26ShiMin%26Tiffany1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-6389534694601038098</id><published>2009-12-25T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:39:54.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas</title><content type='html'>Oh yay it's christmas! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so sad. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause everyone is out and im not. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DOGSHITTTTTTT. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept at 5am yesterday and woke up at 12.46pm today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven eat my breakfast, or lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not good to say like that during christmas but im still bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell am i gonna do for the rest of the day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6389534694601038098?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6389534694601038098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6389534694601038098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6389534694601038098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry christmas'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6106884459035538004</id><published>2009-12-24T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:14:21.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont ask why</title><content type='html'>Tell me that my background + everything dont look weird.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah im changing blogskin and url on 1 Jan 10. (: So, suffer for 5 more days (if you think now my blog is very ugly). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6106884459035538004?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6106884459035538004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-ask-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6106884459035538004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6106884459035538004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-ask-why.html' title='Dont ask why'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-273120552192875131</id><published>2009-12-24T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:43:58.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If a guy replies to your text messages while playing dota, he really loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True a not ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-273120552192875131?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/273120552192875131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-guy-replies-to-your-text-messages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/273120552192875131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/273120552192875131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-guy-replies-to-your-text-messages.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-4920143410367948260</id><published>2009-12-24T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:37:36.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History is repeating itself (fuckkkk)</title><content type='html'>Movies i want to watch:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alvin and the chipmunks 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avatar (3D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New moon (not so but i still want)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today i went out. Went to Adrian's house with Jun Han (my future classmate). He's tall, the colour of the hair is really nice, from scouts. O.O SCOUTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adrian is such a not good guy. He made me wait for him for more than 30 mins. &gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, minus one owe, so, good. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent so much time at Mac and end up reaching his house at 4 plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened at Mac? Let's see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First Adrian bought meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Jun Han desperately want his fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Jun Han started kopping his fries like crazy (and finished it in the end).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile they were taking each others' stuffs and not talking and keep keep keep laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly there's this auntie go walk to us, say want give us fries cause cannot finish. We laugh laugh laugh (cause they were busy snatching fries and there this auntie giving us fries). I said thank you and she walked away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we realised that it was the seaweed shaker! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i ate maybe half of them and Adrian finished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end Jun Han didnt get any cause he ate the whole packet already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusion: Never steal people's stuff. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent so much time there cause we did nothing except laugh, not even talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went there, first thing Jun Han did was to on the computer, and go play his mousehunt. Walao boys are obsessed with mousehunt. No idea why. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. I took out my ying yong wen, wanted to start, somebody initiated to play Taidi. So, i half half, playing Taidi, meanwhile doing my ying yong wen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes i haven finish. -.- Exactly 10 more days to school reopen. And i left 3 chinese 2 english. I think i can finish them if im not so lazy hehe. I really dont have the feel to study/do schoolwork. Sian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scratched Adrian's wrist. Oops. He was like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Woah you want kill me ah! At my artery there leh!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i looked at my nails carefully and said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh i didnt know my nails so sharp." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah im so mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K but it's not my fault. And he keep "Siiii siii siii", make me feel so regretful. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wound was quite ... like how a cat scratched someone like that, the sides all zhong3 qi3 lai2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SORRY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Han's first time at Taidi and he pwn me. He king so many times. He cheated. He last card nobody know cause he go hide his cards with his bag. Cheaterrrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first i keep thinking he's really shy or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then i have to go. 7 plus already. Mummy and mama rushing me. So when we wanna leave already, Adrian's mum came in and gave us both marcaroni. Gosh. And we had to sit down and eat. Jun Han eat super super fast. So i hurry up eat. Walao super awkward i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND, SOMETHING VERY EMBARRASSING HAPPENED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mistook his sister for his mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucking embarrassing i tell you. -.- Like, URGHH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay drag drag until we leave at 8.15. At first at 7.50 like that want leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great christmas's tomorrow. Im not excited (sorry to people who is looking forward to christmas), AT ALL. How. Tomorrow's gonna be a boring day. Everyone will be out celebrating. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt prepare any presents, lol. Im such a meanass. &gt;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i bet some of you didnt too lor. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... YOU GUYS ARE VISITING MY BLOG BUT NOT TAGGING!!-!-!-!!!-!!!!-!!-!-!-!! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Better ending, please. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-4920143410367948260?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4920143410367948260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/history-is-repeating-itself-fuckkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4920143410367948260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4920143410367948260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/history-is-repeating-itself-fuckkkk.html' title='History is repeating itself (fuckkkk)'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2630558755787358406</id><published>2009-12-24T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:46:57.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Avatar. New moon. Alvin and the chipmunks 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2630558755787358406?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2630558755787358406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2630558755787358406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2630558755787358406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6257178704650031605</id><published>2009-12-24T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:38:52.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are dreams made of</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Haha im so bored and sorry if the answers are very qianbian. P:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Pick a scar and explain how you get it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;My knee. Fell down at basketball court and also, that time when training for captains' ball (TKPS), i fell and my knee slide against the floor. Aiya how to say. Then it was already injured, so, ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;2. What is on the wall of your room?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Nothing. Just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;3. What music do you listen to?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Im fine with anything actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;4. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;This girl blowing bubbles. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;5. What do you want more than everything right now?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I want a mind-reading power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;6. What does your phone looks like?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Not very pretty, but the keypad is awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;7. What time you were born?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Afternoon. 12 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;8. Are your parents still together?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Yeah. (but...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;9. Are you scared of dark?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;10. Who is the last person that makes you cry?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Er... Haha i dont wanna say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;11. What kind of eye/hair colour do you like on the same sex?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Brown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;12. Do you like painkillers?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Er. Not say like la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;13. Coffee or energy drink do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;14. Fave pizza toppings?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Eee i dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;15. If you were to eat anything now what will you like to eat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont feel like eating anything now i feel full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;16. Who is the last person who makes you mad?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;17. Do you speak another language?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;18. What is the last gift someone gave you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;19. Do you like someone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;20. Are you double jointed?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Heh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;21. Favourite friends?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Hmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;22. What is your dream car?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I dont know. I dont know about cars and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;23. Would you fall in love even if the person is leaving?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;24. Say a number 1-100.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;25. Blonde or brunette.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;26. What is the phone number that shows up on your phone the most?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Er, as in call or sms? Call- Mummy/Rachel. I clear my call list. Sms- Adrian, then Rachel. See Rachel, xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;27. What annoys you the most?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Irritating people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;28. Have you been out U.K?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;29. Your weakness?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Stares, tickling, you name it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;30. What was the last gift you gave?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Oh shit. I dont know eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;31. What was your favourite holiday?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;The one to Korea, which is dont know how many million years ago. Dont know how long never go overseas le lor. Sian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;32. Ever done a prank call?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;DUH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;33. What were you doing before this?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Watching videos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;34. What do you get compliment the most?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;35. What do you do if alcohol becames illegal?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;36. What do you want for your birthday?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;37. Were you named after anyone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Not someone but something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;38. Do you wished on stars?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Heh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;39. Do you like your handwriting?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;NO! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;40. What is your favourite vegetable?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Cabbage, broccoli, and this vege i dont know what name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;41. Any bad habits?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Shake leg like crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;42. What is the most embarassing CD you have on your shelf?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont buy CDs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;43. If you were another person, would you be friend with you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Er, maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;44. Have you told a secret you swore not to tell?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I rarely swear to not tell secrets. And nope i dont tell secrets out, even thought i didnt swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;45. Do looks matter?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;46. How do you release your anger?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;47. Where is your second home?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;48. Do you trust others easily?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;49. What is your favourite toy when you were little?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Mickey mouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;50. Are you afraid of growing up?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;A bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;51. Do you use sarcasm?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No, i dont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;52. Are you religious?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;53. Do you get along with your parents?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Ehhh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;54. What is the most pain you ever have experienced?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No idea leh.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;55. Do you un-tie you shoes when you take them off?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;56. Last thing you spilled?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;A LOT of rice, all spill from my mouth (unglam to the max).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;57. Do you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;58. Favourite colours?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Pink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;59. What is the last book you read?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Bo li jian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;60. Do you want everyone to answer this quiz?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;61. Whats your dream vacations?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;62. Last thing you ate/drink?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;63. Last person that you talked on phone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;64. You believe love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;65. Favourite drink?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Many many. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;66. Favourite Zodiac sign?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Actually i like mouse. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;67. What is your favourite sports?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;68. What is your hair colour?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;69. Eye colour?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Black. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;70. Taller or shorter?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Taller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;71. Siblings?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;72. Favourite month?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Feb, may, june, dec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;73. Do you like sushi?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;74. Last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Grinch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;75. Favourite day of the year?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;21 May. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;76. Are you too shy to ask someone out?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;77. Summer or winter?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Both. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;78. Relationships or one night stands?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;79. Who is the most suitable to answer this three questions?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;80. Who is at least suitable to answer de?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;81. Is anyone in loved with you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;82. Biggest fears?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Insects, height, paranormal stuffs, dark. Aiya so many. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;83. Loud or quiet?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;84. Favourite movie?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No favourite movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;85. In your life have you met someone that has changed in your life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;86. Have you ever rejected someones call on purpose?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;87. Facebook or myspace?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Dont use myspace. So, Facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;88. Morning or night?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Night. Night cannot sleep, morning cannot wake up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;89. Do you spend your life on facebook?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;90. Describe yourself in one word.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Indescribable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;91. Dream job?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Lawyer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;92. Do you believe in after life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;93. Do you think of marriage?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;94. Have you done something you've regretted in past years?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;DUH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;95. Is there anyone you want to be with right now?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;96. If you could get a plastic surgery now what would it be?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I dont know. I dont wanna get plastic surgery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;97. Who is the last person you watched movie with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Rachel and Shimin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;98. What is it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Grinch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;99. When is it on?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;22 dec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;100. Tagged 10 ppl to do this quiz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;La la la la la la la la la la. &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/5191509283703500088-6257178704650031605?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6257178704650031605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-are-dreams-made-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6257178704650031605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6257178704650031605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-are-dreams-made-of.html' title='What are dreams made of'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-8877876362921997766</id><published>2009-12-23T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:52:31.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is everybody so looking forward to christmas? And im not. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright. Guess im just different. Just, special. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEEHEEEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8877876362921997766?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8877876362921997766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-is-everybody-so-looking-forward-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8877876362921997766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8877876362921997766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-is-everybody-so-looking-forward-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6806844935372145557</id><published>2009-12-23T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:46:39.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tik tok on the clock</title><content type='html'>OH FUCK!! I JUST TYPED A WHOLE LOT OF SHIT AND THEN SUDDENLY THERE'S THIS HAI PAI TIAN XIN EPISODE SUDDENLY ON, LIKE, ONLY THE SOUNDS, WALAO I FREAKED OUT SIA! I CLOSED ALL WINDOWS AND STILL HAVE THE SOUND! SO I RESTARTED THE COMPUTER, WITHOUT SAVING THAT POST AS DRAFT. FUCKKKK.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay fine. I shall cool down. Take a deep breath... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH FUCK. HOW CAN I TAKE A DEEP BREATH WHEN ALL THE SHIT I TYPED IS GONE?!??! WHAT IF I CANT REMEMBER THEM?!?!? URGHHHHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay okay. Chill Tiffany... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i shall chill a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to normal posting. Try to remember what i typed just now cause i like what i type just now! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kkkkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stupid USB is crazy. When i want to upload a photo, it wont work. When i just wanna do a small thing like downloading songs, it will work. YES UPLOADING PHOTOS ARE BIG THING. Helllllllll... See lah, all YOUR fault lah, no more photos already lah, now my blog so colourless le lah, fuck you lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was Sec1 registration day. Didnt see many TKPS people. ): Im sad. SO MANY PEOPLE GO DAMAI!!! D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: !!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were looking out for ___________. Hehehehehe. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. STOMP today, again. Im so tired of STOMP already. At first i thought &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh yay! STOMP! So fun!!", &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Huh. STOMP tomorrow? Sian...". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. But really tired la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i think better than brochure. AND I WANNA BE IN MD NEXT YEAR!!!!!!! SO BLOODY COOL LAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Jee Lee had an affair. And she told me not to tell everyone and i just did. Oops. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halfway through STOMP we had to spray/decorate our buckets using the sprays we found and our group only found 1. So sad la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, our bucket was one of the ugliest one but it has a little touch of artistic-ness thanks to Shimin, Wesley and Tiffany. That blue blob of shit on top is suppose to be white 'STW' but it cant be seen so Tiffany went to spray and that stupid and disgusting blue spray just come out as a blob of shit so, in the end, it became 'STFU'. How cool is that. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay we got released early, like super early. So me, Jasmine and Rachel decided to go CS eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate pepper lunch. Wasnt as nice as the ones at Bugis ley, i feel. Why ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine dont like it. ): Bleah. But i still think it's awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid la at first today me, Rachel and Charis supposed to go Bugis but she yesterday last minute say cannot, so, ya. I admit i was a little pissed so i replied crappy answers but seriously, i have rights to get pissed okay (sorry Charis), thought she told me she was really really sorry already. Bleah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went montip and bought clips and rubber bands. Went xcraft and bought my that friendship band thingy cause mine the ends are very comeoutcomeout already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to Open Plaza but it feels super weird to play cards there with our school shirt, like, everyone is looking at you kinda thing and i hate that feeling so since it's still early, we decided to go to Rachel's house to play instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya before that i called Billy ask him want meet a not but he was outside so never mind but he said something really stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I play la. You tell me my cards then i tell you what to put."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya that stupid ice skating shit is gone. OH YEAH. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Eunos MRT's 7-11 and bought milk coffee and teenage (shared) cause the cover seems cool. So many celebrities. :) But hor, nothing much lah. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played Taidi, mosquito, cheat. Meanwhile singing songs and smacking each other and laughing and had fun. :) Always had fun when we all are super hyper and started smacking each other/making random noises/singing randomly. Did i mention that i like to keep repeating one line of a song that's inside my head at that time always when i play Taidi. In the end make me so tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at 5, we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i downloaded songs. And guess how many songs are there now, in my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;88?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;90. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. 90. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahhahaha bleah. At first i only got 66 okay. Yesterday download until 90. I deleted all my songs the other time and redownloading them, so, thats why so little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, maybe watching Avatar (3D). Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya i dont know what to blog about le. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya i didnt win ANY of the categories for Shimin's contest. I feel sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, also nothing whad! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I joined for fun anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Typing in chinese in msn is cooooool. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6806844935372145557?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6806844935372145557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/tik-tok-on-clock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6806844935372145557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6806844935372145557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/tik-tok-on-clock.html' title='Tik tok on the clock'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2343593980355142842</id><published>2009-12-22T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:52:27.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Yes. Oh fuck. Why. Again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;EVERYTIME like that. EVERYTIME is me. EVERYTIME SAME THING HAPPEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;FUCKKK,&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5191509283703500088-2343593980355142842?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2343593980355142842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2343593980355142842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2343593980355142842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-fuck.html' title='Oh fuck'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-1941650667734617480</id><published>2009-12-22T18:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:40:09.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already gone</title><content type='html'>Haha love this song. Keep singing this song today. xD *clears throat* zao siah. &gt;&lt; &lt;div&gt;Okay anyway STOMP today was alright. But at the end i was very sleepy and hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at this period of time, i cant stop laughing at Kenzi. I have no idea why but everytime halfway we playing, i turned and looked at him, i started laughing, a lot. Bleah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Kester is being ______ by "YES MUM"-ing everything we (girls) say. Annoying. &gt;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after STOMP me and Shimin went Rachel's house. Before we leave i gave Heng Ning a goodbye kiss, a hard pinch on the cheeks. And you know what i got in return? Her poking and tickling my waist like crazy. -.- Shitz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heng Ning- fei2 zhu1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel- shao1 zhu1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shimin- tian1 zhu1 (i have no idea how she got this name. she started naming out random thing she see and she like tian1 zhu1. -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany- lan3 zhu1 (SAD FACE!!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idiot. K this is craps. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, went Rachel's house, played Taidi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sang songs, hahahahahaha. And i amazed Shimin cause i can sing the guy part of bu4 de2 bu4 ai4 at the front when she dont even know the lyrics. So proud of myself!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then when it was 3, we watched &lt;s&gt;Glinch&lt;/s&gt; Grinch (oops). Very nice movie. That cute girl is very sweet. :) Acted by Jim Carrey (very awesome at retarded roles). xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WALAO I KEEP THINKING THERE'S THIS LAUGHING SOUND (but it's not the scary kind) COMING FROM MY COMPUTER!!! I THOUGHT IS THE PLURK BUT THEN LIKE NOT LEY. OH FUCK. THIS IS FREAKY. AND YESTERDAY I THOUGHT I SAW SOMEONE. BUT IT'S NOT. GOSH ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ignore it, ignore it. You didnt hear anything. All you anyhow anyhow imagine de. Nothing is there. Lalalala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Nothing is there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(deluding myself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay but im serious about the caps part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway, after that, i spammed her biscuits and now im full. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I REALISED I CANT SPELL BISCU&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;TS. I KEEP SPELLING IT AS BISCU&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;TS. THEN GOT RED LINE THEN I REALISED. OMG. IM STUPID.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont you think it's been a very very long since i took pictures. Hopefully tomorrow can take some, WITH MY PHONE.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah tomorrow going Bugis with Charis and Rachel. :) Buying some things if i see and i like. I still got money left anyway. :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i mention to you that i created this cute smiley face? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:{D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a ah pek with moustache, and toothless mouth smiling. Cute right? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this ah pek looks really happy, like he had seen this chio bu walking past. xD And then let's imagine what he'll do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-IMAGINEIMAGINEIMAGINEIMAGINEIMAGINEIMAGINEIMAGINE-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah are you thinking what im thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. Of course not! You guys are thinking dirty aren't you. Im not. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay la just kidding. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long time never crap le. So now must all poot out. At this Already gone post. Walao the title totally dont suit. -.- But, who cares. You not happy? Okay. Then what you want me to do? Nothing. Okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya Rachel's grandma's tangyuan is very nice but sweet but nice. I likey. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay im so ______ i shall go listen to more songs and know the lyrics, bloghop, facebook, plurk. Yes i need to know lyrics of songs cause if i dont know i will just mumble out some shit which me myself dont even know what are they. Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gong xi fa cai. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-1941650667734617480?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1941650667734617480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/already-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/1941650667734617480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/1941650667734617480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/already-gone.html' title='Already gone'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-258415389217260001</id><published>2009-12-21T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:12:07.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebye private blog</title><content type='html'>Hahaha no more private blog. So sian to type out and all shitz. Might as well say out right, much easier la. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. My right foot hurts. As in, the base. I think it cause that time Farewell, then we never wear shoe all the way. And i keep running back and forth upstairs, and, downstairs. Clowns, do you guys' foot hurt too? O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-258415389217260001?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/258415389217260001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/byebye-private-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/258415389217260001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/258415389217260001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/byebye-private-blog.html' title='Byebye private blog'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-3226372667010203908</id><published>2009-12-21T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:29:21.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 faces of my girlfriend</title><content type='html'>Today i woke up, i was like, "sian, sure nobody sms me one." I checked my phone, 3 sms. Elena, Bellerie, Adrian. I was like, huh why Elena and Bellerie sms me. So i see, and tada! TODAY GOT SLA MEETING. Luckily it was quite late, like, 2pm. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meeting was very fun. Super funny. I mean, the ideas and stuffs is damn funny and we keep teasing Mr Chua. :D Oh i cant wait for Prefects' Camp. I think it'll be quite fun la. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUDI!! YOU KNOW AT FIRST I VERY VERY SAD YOU NEVER REPLY MY MESSAGE? Until i went to your blog, then you said you miss Singapore, meaning, you're overseas. Sucks. P: Come back soon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya btw the next meeting is next wed, 30 dec. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after the meeting me, Elena, Bellerie, Jia Qi went to Mac to eat. Then Wan Ling came. And dont know why she keep that one-ing. Okay then we talked talked talked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember last last year's prefect camp, me, Elena, Bellerie, Ridzuan, Audi was totally crazy at this time. Cause that time we were crazy over this really awesome movie called 2 faces of my girlfriend. It's very very very very funny and awesome. Then there's some scenes, very funny and stupid so we keep mimicking them, the way they do the scenes, it's funny whad! So we kept laughing and laughing. Even until Mr Chua said we can leave, we still laughing and laughing until we kena called stay in the conference room. Got some points i relax already then Ridzuan and Elena go laugh so the cycle continues... Audi got to go first cause she stop already. So now, Honesty united!! WHEEEE~ Mr Chua made us 4 sit at each corner of the table. So next was Bellerie, so left 3 of us. Next was me. And then the both of them. Walao i think of it i can laugh i tell you. I still remember the paintbrush head and the part where the girl sitting down and the person keep asking her how old are you now. HAHAHHAHAH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry. Long chunk of shitz. I just get all excited so i just type out whatever is in my mind. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway, please vote for which url/whatever at the poll. That 'supercalifragilisticexpialidocios' thing right, i dont know the meaning actually. It's taken from this Plurk layout thing. Oh ya i went back using Plurk. Be my friend or whatever k. Im gonna ignore Twitter cause it's so dead. Okay anyway, dont you think 'supercalifragilisticexpialidocios' is so cool? But i have to take super long time to learn how to pronounce it and spell it. Yeaps. But if really i using that url, i will really go memorise. That time promiscuous i also dont know how to spell. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway i think supercalifragilisticexpialidocios means super. Just that behind a lot of cool things. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm, i will remove the poll on 31 dec 09 / 01 Jan 10. So please help me choose one!! Thanks! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Thats it. Bye! :) supercalifragilisticexpialidocios (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Im letting my fringe down already. I think my fringe looks okay. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3226372667010203908?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3226372667010203908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-faces-of-my-girlfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3226372667010203908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3226372667010203908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-faces-of-my-girlfriend.html' title='2 faces of my girlfriend'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-3940754167573788822</id><published>2009-12-21T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:35:44.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replied</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sy76_e-yfbI/AAAAAAAABKg/1qKZ_C0UPQk/s1600-h/BlogPicture33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sy76_e-yfbI/AAAAAAAABKg/1qKZ_C0UPQk/s320/BlogPicture33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417543370328407474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahahha!!! Replied. Replied. Replied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're totally chatting at my tagboard and not on msn. We rock. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3940754167573788822?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3940754167573788822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/replied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3940754167573788822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3940754167573788822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/replied.html' title='Replied'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sy76_e-yfbI/AAAAAAAABKg/1qKZ_C0UPQk/s72-c/BlogPicture33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-3666366043666999653</id><published>2009-12-21T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:06:46.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont cha' think we look alike?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sy70IbOXARI/AAAAAAAABKY/YC_NDO9LKDg/s1600-h/BlogPicture32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sy70IbOXARI/AAAAAAAABKY/YC_NDO9LKDg/s320/BlogPicture32.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417535827357401362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at our dp. Dont cha think we look alike? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3666366043666999653?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3666366043666999653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-cha-think-we-look-alike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3666366043666999653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3666366043666999653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-cha-think-we-look-alike.html' title='Dont cha&apos; think we look alike?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sy70IbOXARI/AAAAAAAABKY/YC_NDO9LKDg/s72-c/BlogPicture32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-176737134166568455</id><published>2009-12-20T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:03:51.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King and queen of hearts</title><content type='html'>Today was a not so boring day cause i went out (not like yesterday -.-).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning, me and my mum went to eat Roti Prata and after that we went to Econs and i bought a lot of things. 趁机 lah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we went back, my mum was nagging at me to wash the dishes, keep the clothes, keep this keep that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally computer!! I was thinking of watching movies all the way but then halfway watching Saw 5 (yes i watched Saw 5 by myself im so brave!! And i didnt scream or cover my eyes or whatever. :D), I asked Adrian want go do homework together one day cause he was complaining how much things he got and stuffs. And then he said today. So, okay lor. And i have to stop Saw 5!! I have 35 mins to go. Maybe continue later. P:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet him at Tamp inter and went to the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go to the first floor, which is all the children place but didnt cause it's so weird. Went upstairs, and couldnt find any tables. We whispered really loudly and leave that library. Kept laughing, i dont know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decided to go Mac, and Adrian ignored me cause i said he was an idiot. But i kept whining and whining and i poked his cheek until he talk to me. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid Adrian. Forgot to bring money. That means we only bought 7 dollars of food and we kop that seat for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to start on my 应用文 but i still haven finish. We keep digressing. Adrian managed to finish his 应用文, guess how long he wrote. ONE PAGE. Super zai la he. And the topic is so easy to write!! Not like mine... D: Hate hate hate normal chinese now. Why didnt i opt in? Why did i opt out? Stupid me. *hits forehead real hard* OW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay by the time we finished it was 5 plus. So we decided to go to open plaza to play cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrote 'adrian you're a gay' on the slide there. :P Played cards played cards... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adrian to the little girl climbing the slide: "Careful careful."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That little girl: "SHUT UP."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL CUTE SIA. I THINK THE GIRL'S ONLY 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started going crazy a little and started talking in that bimbo tone and he very pei ho wor, he replied me in that tone too. Stupid. Laughed like crazy at same point of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon people wants to play the slide so we went to the corner there. Learnt bridge but still not very clear but it's quite okay and i lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then played mosquito, stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was talking to Rachel, i was playing also. So at this time there was 2 same cards and i hit the middle of the 2 piles really hard and mouth out the word 'stress' and he totally laughed and laughed and ignored me and continued so you know what i do, i whacked his leg and there's this really loud PIAK sound but i swear i didnt use a lot of strength. He whacked me back but not so loud. :P And after that he was complaining that it's pain. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he did this love life thingy with the cards and they are super true. Hah. Okay at least half of them is true. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya then suddenly not much laughter. Cause... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So by that time it was already 9 plus. Cant believe we played cards for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao i saw Elena and Jee Lee while going to take bus. Outside the lift i saw Elena and while walking to take bus i saw Jee Lee. She was wearing this light pink shirt and black fbts okay who cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took 22. And he told me about blablabla, and he said that cause i keep looking out of the window, that time also like that, he say he gonna hit the window when he alight. And omg he did. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn loud. I think people looking at me i dont dare turn around or something so i just keep looking out of the window, oops. That poopoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Gee is inside my head now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-176737134166568455?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/176737134166568455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/king-and-queen-of-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/176737134166568455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/176737134166568455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/king-and-queen-of-hearts.html' title='King and queen of hearts'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-8501274872318011584</id><published>2009-12-20T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:13:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you like to tell me</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If today were the last day in the world, what would you like to tell me? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forward this message but reply me first! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Charis forwarded this message to me and i forwarded to my friends too. Share with your some of their reaction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy: Improve ur eq in ur nex life! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[kns. but i laughed at this. :P and my eq really very low meh?!] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charis: You are a great friend and luckily we went for the swimming lesson if not i'll have one less bestie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[hahahaha same same lahh. :D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel: Tsk charis just asked me . Bleh . Erm . I dunno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[walao smack you ah!! so she forwarded me this message and i replied i dont know too and she scolded me a sucker and we started sms each other even though we're beside each other in the MRT]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heng Ning: Bye bye! Will miss our boob talk! Muacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[hahahhahaha dont you just love Heng Ning. :D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Hong: Lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[this is the best answer i tell you. -.-]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shimin: The last day of the world is too much for me to stand you. Go and die now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[later then, she said that why must let me die happily. lol.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharon: I reply you other day. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[lol until now haven reply me. HEY SHARON IF YOU SEE THIS, YOU HAVEN REPLY ME!!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natalie: I love u. And i will miss u. Lol :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[lol i will too.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xu Cheng: Shit. I wish i wasnt so desperate for money, and had to resort to that. Now my mind is more corrupted than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[LOL i have no idea why he said that. A bit no link leh.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie: I love you very much as a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[hahahahahah!! i still dont love you even as a friend. :P cause you always make me so angry. but yet you always make me laugh. hate you.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veniece: Merry christmas. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[hahah merry christmas! :D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeonn: hahaa woots i wan see you dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[lol another random one.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adrian: i want to say that although i only known you for like a few months but i think you are a really good person. love ya always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[hahaha same same. :)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao some of their reactions is really funny to the max. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8501274872318011584?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8501274872318011584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-would-you-like-to-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8501274872318011584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8501274872318011584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-would-you-like-to-tell-me.html' title='What would you like to tell me'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-578001708812902069</id><published>2009-12-20T12:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:55:57.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello private blog</title><content type='html'>Wheee i made a private blog for myself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ifmyheartwasa-house.bs &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha dont try to ever sneak in. :P Even if you know my previous password you wont now, cause i changed them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao i think i keep changing my password until i cant remember already. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K whatever. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-578001708812902069?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/578001708812902069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-private-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/578001708812902069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/578001708812902069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-private-blog.html' title='Hello private blog'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-4237963817210140435</id><published>2009-12-20T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:50:13.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>Okay farewell is on the 18 of dec and im blogging about it on the 20th, how NOT lag ah. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reported at 11am. Ate a bit of the chicken rice that Shimin bought. Then i realised something, i forgot to bring my water bottle. So sad sia. Keep wanna kop water from Shimin/Rachel. Hee. Oh ya after that went to girls' toilet to take the black jacket. In the end i didnt use. But i will still wash and give Valerie back lah. Thanks Valerie, anyway. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ya. Started off by putting our bags in the Tower Hall, and then carrying 10 canteen tables and 10++ benches. Forgot how many we take. In the end we took too much and have to take back to the canteen. -.- Okay anyway after that, we were sweating already. After that, we have to carry 70 chairs from the back of the tower hall to the front. And then we started setting up our booths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clowns' booth's upstairs. So we had to carry a lot of blue tables (around 35++) and a lot of chairs (around 40++) up. Tiring. Some of us went to stack the tables and make it stable with raffia strings. After a while the raffia string were all used up and guess what we use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. Masking tape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kendra was spamming like shit and i found some thin raffia string so i went to tie to make it more stable. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile Cherie was thinking how to make the route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we all helped in the covering of ugly chairs and tables with garbage bags and bedsheets and masking tape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They thanked me for the garbage bag i feel so happy. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that, the structure was there. Everything was okay. The banner's up. So we went down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was only 2 plus 3. Slacked around (yes we shouldnt but still...), played the games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we had to rehearse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First it was Xinyi. She was quite scared. LOL. Second was Eunice. She, okay only. Third Belle. She wasnt scared cause she went in 3 times already but she said that phone call was quite freaky. :D I think thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that it was the celebrities' turn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, we got a 1 hour break. Clowns are not suppose go buy cause we have paint our faces!! COOLIO! So asked Heng Ning and Rachel to help us buy. I bought chocolate waffle and milk tea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, clowns went to the girls' toilet to paint their face. By then everyone have already changed and since Cherie is acting as a cancer person she wore this pink PJ pants which looks quite funny and dumb. And then we have to walk past NCCs so she was super embarrassed we have to cover her like crazy. Lol!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shi Jie painted my face and Xuan Qi helped to edit. Xuan Qi rocks man! I tell you, she can be a makeup artist. She's super awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. 2 black diamonds thing are drew around my eye, and i have this big red mouth (which almost everyone have) and 2 orange circles at the side of the mouth. My forehead was coloured white, so ya, i look super horrible but cool. Hello we are the clowns, killer ^ clowns actually. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we went back to the tower hall everyone was totally like, "tiffany....  !!!" or, "nan xin... !!" Yeah. Expected. Heng Ning dont even dare to look at me she say very scary. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that i forgot it was what. But i tried real hard not to sweat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blablabla. Finally they arrived!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao we didnt perform our clowns cheers. Okay it goes like this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hellooo, do look at us cause we're the clowns, the clowns, the clowns the clowns the clowns. Hellooo, do laugh at us cause we're the clowns, the clowns, the clowns the clowns the clowns."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiya you have to hear it. Like that you wont get it de. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to usher them to their seats with our horrible face paint. :X I ushered Zoey and she was looking me with that a bit confused face but she was smiling. I tied that flower balloon on her wrist and guess what, SHE DIDNT TAKE OUT, SHE WORE THEM ALL THE WAY I FEEL SO HAPPY YOU KNOW A NOT. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that we went up and it soon all start. Booth-walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qian Ru was not scared but she did scream at some points. Zoey was totally scared to the max. Pearlyna was not scared. Jaycelyn was TOTALLY not scared. Gaiana was not scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya, whatever la. Still quite OKAY. Some of them screamed the part where i grabbed their leg so im happy already and i still cant believe they cant see me. The cloth totally do not cover the whole table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt wear the jacket, i didnt use the socks. I just wear the orange shirt and my black jeans. Awesome la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway after that was dinner. The food was okay but cause before that, the break we ate already so we're not really hungry. I didnt eat much rice/noodles but i ate quite a number of the &lt;i&gt;liao&lt;/i&gt;. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was celebrities. We were totally supportive at the catwalk part. We even fainted when Lee Min Ho came out okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claudia's white raffia string hair and the shades and the cap made her look totally like Lady Gaga. But if the dress she dress the way Lady Gaga dress then will be perfect BUT obviously she wont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynnette looks very pretty and i think she can become a model cause the way she walk very wu seh. Ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chearmin looks very pretty but dont look like Ris Low!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui Wen looks very very cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eunice looks guyish. (of course la. Jay Chou leh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivian looks cooler than Lee Min Ho, hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Yeah. After that was P&amp;amp;W. And then the sec4s went out to hit the pinata!! Meanwhile the clowns went to wash off the face paint. Phew. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went outside to pop the party popper. After that it was this speeches time. And Margeret Jie's super cool and she told us our drill test result!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. The way she say, can make us have heart attack i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(not exact)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know couple of months ago you guys went for the drill test right. I got back the result already. You know when i scrolled down, i see lots of red. And you know what red means..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belle: "FAIL!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Who said that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes. Fail."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silence for a moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"BUT I SEE NO RED IN 65 COMPANY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us: "WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" *scream and shout and hugs and high fives*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG so fucking amazing!!!!! I cant believe it. Our first drill test and we all passed!! :D SO BLOODY HAPPY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay after that was photo taking and during that time we gave the sec4s their presents and their reaction was all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah they thought we sew the WHOLE puppet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then ministries all exchange gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaycelyn gave training comm this really pretty ring. She made it herself. It's this circle thing (i think it's suppose to be a bead cause there's 2 holes on the top and bottom) and on top is the initial of our names. Mine was X. Cause she said she spoiled the T. So she gave me a X cause of my chinese name. And that X actually looks like T so it's okay righttt and it's really nice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then other seniors gave us cards and some tibits and jelly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And soon, farewell was over. And you know what that means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLEARING UP TIME. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clowns need not carry canteen tables cause we have other things to do like clearing that room upstairs. We totally rip the garbage bags and masking tape and bedsheets. Soon all of them are gone and we setted up a system to carry the tables and chairs down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all stand at each point and we pass and pass and pass down. Me and Nan Xin was downstairs. Suppoably stacking up the tables and chairs but then Chear Min, Rachel, Margeret Jie, Yan Bing Jie came to help so we both are to run to the staircase and carry the tables to them to let them stack up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first when they haven come i have to run like crazy with that table, back and forth dont know how many times. Then Nan Xin came to help and it wasnt so tiring. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very quickly, we finished. :D We rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then it was time to go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat down and wore my shoe. WALAO EH my butt hurts like no papaya i tell you. I have no idea why. And it's really hard to wear shoes with jeans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave tower hall and since we have to wait for Jasmine's dad to come we helped the seniors to clear the rubbish outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her dad came just in time when we walked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time i reached home it was already 12.15am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On computer, wanted to blog, but was so tired until i dont feel like blogging. Bloghopped a little, Facebook a little, and i off the computer. Bathed and slept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a dry post. Sorry i have a few pictures but im so lazy to upload them. P:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's a thing for the farewell i forgot what it is. Memoirs i-dont-know-what em carnaval. Anyone who know, can please tell me... Thanks. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And walao. Seriously, my tagboard is gonna be dead. No one is tagging!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SAD TIFFANY =     )&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5191509283703500088-4237963817210140435?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4237963817210140435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4237963817210140435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4237963817210140435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell_20.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-5386900462204835918</id><published>2009-12-20T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:28:35.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Q1: Are You single or attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q2: Do you have a person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q3: What is his/her name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Lalala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q4: If the person you're in love with and your mother fell into the sea. Who will you save?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Omg i hate this kind of question. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q5: Have you hugged someone before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q6: Do your love your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q7: Will you hug the one you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q8 :Are you willing to do anything for your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q9: Are you jealous now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Er... You want the truth or the lie? P:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q10: Who is the last person who messaged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Billy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q11: Who are your clique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Cliques... Hmm... I dont know ley. Haiyo. A bit messy, hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q12: Do you want babies in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q13: Do you prefer Macdonald's,KFC or Long John Silvers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Now? Long John's. Im sick of Mac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q14: Do you sniff glue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Yes. Every single day. =.= Of course not! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q15: Do you smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q16: If your boyfriend/girlfriend play 2 timer behind you,what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Hahaha. Depends how much he mean to me. If i love him a lot i will talk to him and if he's still being a jerk i will ignore him like shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q17: If you are rich,what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: If im rich, im gonna do a lot of things, which i dont wanna tell you cause there's a lot of things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q18: If your love wants to hold your hands,what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Hug him. (i will do the opposite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q19: If the guy you are in love with, reject you, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: What can i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q20: What is your favourite character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Huh? Orh. Er. I dont know. Like, active? Extrovert kind. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q21: Friendship or love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Both. (im greedy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q22: Cookie monster or Elmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Elmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q23: Do you use laptop or computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q24: Do you like lollipop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Okay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q25: Do you have a diary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Private blog, yes. (just created today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q26: There's an admirer and won't die heart, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Depends la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q27: If you quarrel with your boyfriend/girlfriend, he asks for a break up.what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Shout at him (not AHHHHHHHHHH!!! that kind) and say FINE and walk away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q28: Are you blur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Depends on situation. But many people say i very blur, this and that. So, yeah, kinda la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q29: If you can have ur hair dyed,what colour would you want it to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: I dont know what kind of brown is that called. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q30: Who is the last person you chatted with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Chatted with like, msn? Er. Billy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q31: How many boyfriend/girlfriend have you before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: 3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(official ones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q32: If your bf/gf doesn't love you anymore,what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q33: What school are you in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Anglican. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Q34: Tag 10 besties/friends to do this quiz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Ans: Anyone lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-5386900462204835918?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5386900462204835918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5386900462204835918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5386900462204835918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-sleep.html' title='I cant sleep'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-488855175638743726</id><published>2009-12-19T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:48:49.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Hello if you happen to read this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Feeling really suckish lately. First i was all happy and shit and then i get angry and fuck. Dont even feel like blogging. Let my blog rot to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry please ignore this. :) Blog tomorrow lahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-488855175638743726?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/488855175638743726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/fucked-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/488855175638743726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/488855175638743726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/fucked-up.html' title='Fucked up'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6211947586174019395</id><published>2009-12-19T11:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:48:30.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Blog about this later/tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; (dont feel like blogging today. Bored plus jldhnfuksrvht.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6211947586174019395?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6211947586174019395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6211947586174019395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6211947586174019395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-680329612694772127</id><published>2009-12-17T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:58:07.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh is the best medicine</title><content type='html'>Yeah &lt;i&gt;laugh&lt;/i&gt; is the best medicine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go die la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; laughter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; la, idiot who wrote this on the playground at open plaza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOMP was quite okay today. Second practise and we already learnt finish all 8/9 sections. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im good today. I didnt use handphone cause it was in my bag. I didnt say fuck. But i was quite pissed at those people who hit the table really hard and got this really loud and sharp 'PIAK'. Fuck. Like some cane hitting the table really hard. Disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that it's unfair to the BB. They have to do all the jobs. Putting up benches back on the tables they do. And when they got punishments we dont need do. NOT FAIR NOT FAIR. Okay not that i like to do punishments but i seriously think it's not fair. So at last, when we were dismissed, they had 20 secs to put up all the benches and guess what, some of the girls helped out a little. Bleah. Better than nothing okay. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After STOMP, me and Rachel went Tampines to meet Charis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we went to change. I took quite long and they thought i fainted in the toilet. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to eat. Charis eats unglamly. Serious. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then we go walk walk!! I didnt buy much things today. Spent most money on food. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought this really cute yellow water bottle with Chip and Dale's face on it. And we 3 bought this necklace thing. Then we bought 3 the long thing, which becomes a threesome and we got 3 more long thing for free, and each person only have to pay 5.60. So now, there's like 2 packets of the long thing in my fridge. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we got tired so we decided to buy some things and go to the open plaza to talk talk. Bought lemonade from Auntie Anne and shared with Charis. (i think i should seriously stop) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open plaza was freaking kopped by this&lt;i&gt; giant ass&lt;/i&gt; ice skating thing, yes i know i told you before. Damn ass la walao! It was drizzling. So we had to go to the stage. We sat down, want to start already, this guard come chase us down. Iiiiiidiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to the playground. Talked a lot. Laughed a lot too. And it was really nice and fun. :) Charis's "WHAT THE SHIT NIPPLE" came out a couple of times. xD *shows sexy pose* xD xD xD xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took some pictures but all with Charis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ya and then soon we had to go home already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao i was so tired, that i dozed off in the freaking bus. I woke up many 3/4 times, cause i keep thinking i miss my stop, but actually still got a lot of stops. Finally when i woke up at the mosque there, i tried to keep my eyes open but i cant! It just keep closing! It keeps telling me "You're fucking tired can you like fucking sleep for a while?!" Then i keep shaking my head to keep myself awake cause my stop is reaching soon and i think people looked at me and thought that im crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, i slept at 1 plus. Im quite sure. I laid down at 12 plus and cant sleep. So lie down there for very long, until 1 plus, then i sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i woke up at 5.45am. So tired so tired!! Dont feel like waking up but i cant be late for STOMP. So, i woke up, really tired. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when you're fucking tired but you cant sleep. I tried all sorts of method to make me sleep but sometimes it just wont work. Irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i told Adrian about 1234567890, and i cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I very long never cry le. :D Really. I cry very very very very easily. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway, TOMORROW IS FAREWELL IM SO SCARED!!!!! Will blog about it tomorrow. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WHO HAS &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;ARK-COLOURED BEDSHEETS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; AND &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK JACKET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; AND DONT MIND LENDING ME AND BETTER STILL, &lt;b&gt;GOING SCHOOL TOMORROW&lt;/b&gt;? PLEASE TEXT ME @ &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;97477301&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. TY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-680329612694772127?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/680329612694772127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/laugh-is-best-medicine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/680329612694772127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/680329612694772127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/laugh-is-best-medicine.html' title='Laugh is the best medicine'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6087043676809805450</id><published>2009-12-16T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:57:36.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ace of spade</title><content type='html'>Bloody hell. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fringe is crazy. It's longer already, it's even below my eye (just below actually), but when i tried to make it slant, it just look weird. And there's this bunch of hair, keep coming down with my fringe but the thing is it's not cut so it's like this long dangling shit there in between the shorter hairs. Everytime i tries to PUSH that bunch of not cut hair behind, it will drop down again, with my fringe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, conclusion, the hairdresser didnt cut properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im going to cut my hair. Again. Think gonna cut shorter and thinner and cut those hairs that are supposed to be cut and trim fringe (maybe) and cut my feelers properly. Phew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still want slant anyway. No more bangbang. I've tried enough. (okay maybe next time i may cut again, i dont know.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk whatever. This post is so stupid and the title doesn't even fit the post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6087043676809805450?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6087043676809805450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/ace-of-spade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6087043676809805450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6087043676809805450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/ace-of-spade.html' title='Ace of spade'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-5837510245765830368</id><published>2009-12-16T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:59:25.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello orange Tiffany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyjFIuTLO7I/AAAAAAAABKQ/zU7DHy_jiWU/s1600-h/Nonsense181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyjFIuTLO7I/AAAAAAAABKQ/zU7DHy_jiWU/s320/Nonsense181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415795305571105714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture cause the background looks super edited and stuffs but you know what? It's actually Macro. I didnt even know how to use it, im serious. I just take, and woah! Pretty sia the background! Then i see, eh, macro on, lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt want to take my whole hand cause i dont want to show you my fat and short fingers. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha that &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; for blogging is back!!! Actually it's not gone la. Just that maybe cause yesterday, just dont feel like blogging, so thought it was gone, but it isnt. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was in school from 8am to 6pm. All the way farewell preparation. Tired. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha i cant post anything about the preparation cause what if some sec4s actually come my blog and then they will know, then not fun. Px &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay but anyway, the rehearsal was... Cause the atmosphere is really not there. It's very hard for the effects to work. And everything was not there. Everything was not up. Not a REAL rehearsal for us, i would say. Maybe our booth is attractive, but the inside... Aiya. Maybe when it's ____ then it would be BETTER. Let's hope everything will turn out just fine. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During lunch, we went down to 85 to eat. Have my usual 烧鸡腿 but i added sauce today and im not gonna add sauce next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate ice longan. Shared with Shimin. Lol. We are the 2 that shouldn't be eating and yet we are. Oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back school, continued the preparations. Tired, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh but before that, we played cards, cause there's still some time left. And i got really tired cause i was singing the multiplication songs that primary school teach, and some other songs. Seriously you try singing a song repeatedly for dont know how many (but a lot) times and see if you're tired a not. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, t. comm stayed back and did the presents for Jaycelyn and Yi Zhen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAN XIN HAS A BOYFRIEND CALLED YUKI, MONO!! YUKIMONO!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(inside joke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao laughed like crazy cause of the seniors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried to learn the Hoedown Throwdown dance but im too slow and i dont have the thing for dancing, im serious. I cant dance. I repeat, I CANT DANCE. But it's interesting ley. Aiya whatever. Im not joining them already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, finally, we decided to go home. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know something. I just realised that holidays are ending. And i haven finished my homework. I dont feel like doing my chinese. All 3. Super lazy. Okay anyway i left mainly chinese. Woah irritating leh, must do compo, then that stupid report shit. Wth. Papaya bobo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And farewell's this friday!!!! Im still scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOMP tomorrow. And i decided to show more respect to the BB senior. I swear he's damn nice. He never scold us and all. So, no fucks, no handphones. Im serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherry cherry boom boom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end off, i shall show you something that &lt;i&gt;MAY &lt;/i&gt;make you laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyjFIdmsHBI/AAAAAAAABKI/_dz_xlqPgW8/s1600-h/Nonsense180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyjFIdmsHBI/AAAAAAAABKI/_dz_xlqPgW8/s320/Nonsense180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415795301089549330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahhahahahaha! Collage. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i stick that person punching beside Adam Lambert. (no offense to Adam Lambert fans k)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that funny? I know it made me laugh. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Sorry ah Adrian. Looks like i'm gonna owe you another one again. Which means, i owe you two. Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.P.S. I feel like changing my url to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;obtuseangle.bs.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Give comments k. Haha. Not confirm though. If that thing makes me think of nicer url then i'll tell you guys. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obtuse means slow to understand. And obtuse angle is an angle greater than 90 degrees but lesser than 180 degrees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.P.P.S. More tags pleaseeeeeee. Dont just view and run. Dx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-5837510245765830368?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5837510245765830368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-orange-tiffany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5837510245765830368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5837510245765830368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-orange-tiffany.html' title='Hello orange Tiffany'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyjFIuTLO7I/AAAAAAAABKQ/zU7DHy_jiWU/s72-c/Nonsense181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-6722024049258070920</id><published>2009-12-15T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:36:16.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How often do you drop candy on someone's leg?</title><content type='html'>Seriously how often do you drop candy on someone's leg. Hah. Heng Ning just did. Just now. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway. Today was the first day of STOMP. Yeah it was quite okay but i dont like the location, but no choice. And i think we're quite fast. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that Jasmine, Rachel and me went to Singpost KFC to have our lunch and Heng Ning came afterwards to meet us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it just how we would keep talking and wont stop. I dont know why i cant do that with someone i dont talk to person to person a lot, but through sms and stuffs still okay. Why ah. Weird sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway, Heng Ning wants to go This Fashion to look at some jeans or whatever shit. And you know what, that English grammar mistake spotting shit, WE FINISHED IT!! WOOHOO. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ya. After that, me and Heng Ning went to Bugis street to buy more stuffs. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought quite a lot of things. Haha let me list them down for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This hot pink long-sleeved shirt, quite long, but not so long. = 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This white shirt, dont know how to describe. = 15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This white thingy outside this black top, dont know how to describe also. = 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This jeans. = 29.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pouch, ozozo. = 13. (yes Rachel it's that one. i finally bought it!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total = 77. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have money left leh, teehee. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised im losing the thing for blogging nowadays. I cant keep going on and on like that time. I have to stop, pause, think, then type out. Sucks man. But you know i have to keep updating cause i dont want my blog to be dead, but like hor, rather than posting a boring post, i should just not post at all right. Urgh, it all depends then... P: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6722024049258070920?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6722024049258070920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-often-do-you-drop-candy-on-someones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6722024049258070920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6722024049258070920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-often-do-you-drop-candy-on-someones.html' title='How often do you drop candy on someone&apos;s leg?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6001527545609182796</id><published>2009-12-14T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:47:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Harry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, "Harry, what's your problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "9."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "36."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, "I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal and Harry both agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry, after a moment: "Legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry replied: "Pockets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: What starts with a C, ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Coconut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;Harry replied, "Bubble gum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Shake hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal was trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Firetruck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.outofthe-b0x.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maegan.&lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6001527545609182796?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6001527545609182796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-harry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6001527545609182796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6001527545609182796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-harry.html' title='Hello Harry'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-8735511507133508258</id><published>2009-12-14T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:30:01.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over sensitive</title><content type='html'>OH HO I'VE EARNED 8.40 FROM NUFFNANG ALREADY!!! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bit slow la but im happy already lor. At least i earneddd. And, i need money to buy many things now, so, yeah. But until 50 then can take leh, a bit far la ah? Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you you people. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow: STOMP. then going out with Tan Heng Ning and dont know who to dont know where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow tomorrow: Farewell preparation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow: STOMP. then going out with Charis Chia Zhen and Rachel Lim Pei Yi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow: ACTUAL FAREWELL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dare tell me im not busy, i will SMACK you. Muahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay im kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe i'll slap you. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya whatever la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K i want to talk to Charis again but she gtg. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i shall talk to random people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8735511507133508258?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8735511507133508258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-sensitive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8735511507133508258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8735511507133508258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-sensitive.html' title='Over sensitive'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6288450484741485120</id><published>2009-12-14T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:41:10.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am i feeling this way?</title><content type='html'>Fuck. There's a problem with the USB cable. My phone just keeps restarting everytime i try to connect it. So, no pictures, AGAIN. Fuck. ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had clowns meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that the sec1s went to Long John's to eat cause food court no space. We were talking about many people... Haha you know i was thinking, we keep talking about other people, maybe that other people also got talk about us whad. K never mind this is crap i dont know how to say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so after that, went to Open Plaza. WALAO EH SCREW THAT IDIOT 'ICE SKATING' SHIT. Take up the big space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discussed about the costume, and things we need, and paid them money! And i became broke after that. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meeting was quite short. End at 2 plus. I thought end at 6 plus. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went window shopping with Nan Xin and Jasmine. Nan Xin has her feminine side okay... AND YOU KNOW WHAT. SHE CUT SIDE FRINGE HAHAHAHA. But she dont look bad. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought cakes from emicakes and sat down to talk talk. After that we went to Open Plaza, AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk talk again, took pictures. We were discussing about that exchanging christmas present thing but now Nan Xin cant go tomorrow so how? I dont know. Maybe not exchanging? Yeah. We could use that money to buy something we want, pretend like is the other person buy one. Haha. I dont know what i talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nan Xin saying something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine: "I think so too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: "Neither do i."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nan Xin said something again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine: "I think so too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: "Neither do i."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nan Xin said something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine: "I think so too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: "Neither do i."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This repeats for one thousand, 2 hundred, and eighteen times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(inside joke) :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to meet Adrian to tell him some stuffs but... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so didnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAM SHIMIN IS BACK!!! HAHAHA!! IM GONNA GIVE HER A HUG TOMORROW. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah tomorrow is STOMP. COOL. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tomorrow going Bugis. Buy clothes. (: Mama sponsoring 50. :) Im happy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sian. No blogging mood today. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Oh why the fuck am i thinking that way? Why? I shouldn't be doing that cause i dont even &lt;i&gt;1234567&lt;/i&gt;. Hahaha fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6288450484741485120?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6288450484741485120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-am-i-feeling-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6288450484741485120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6288450484741485120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-am-i-feeling-this-way.html' title='Why am i feeling this way?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6355115740584384536</id><published>2009-12-13T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:58:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazier</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't a good day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Parkway to Bugis, bought nothing but food from Marks and Spencer. And then home. Cause why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU. M_____. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(do not highlight xD) (but if you want... then. (:) (hahahaha this is so lame)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You little brat. Every month come disturb us, the females. Fuck you!! And you come enough la, why must bring your stupid little best friend, Pain, along? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You know you cause Rachel to waste freaking 5 bucks on freaking panadol and freaking make both of us go home at 2 plus. Gagaga fuck you. I hope you die, (i know you wont). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha kk im just playing la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But so angry you know a not. Rachel totally not herself today la. Cause of, IT. Bleahhhh. Holy papaya and mangosteen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home and watched movies, all by myself. Im such a loser. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway, you know the movie 10 things i hate about you, the one where the E.Lit teacher showed us after exams if im not wrong. For our class she showed halfway and said that will continue next time but didnt. So i went to watch and it's nice. Hah. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow the clowns meeting will be held at the Open Plaza (COOL :D). Hehehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM GOING CRAZY. NOBODY'S TAGGING. ROAR x1928736558. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5191509283703500088-6355115740584384536?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6355115740584384536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6355115740584384536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6355115740584384536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazier.html' title='Crazier'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6624027885455060005</id><published>2009-12-12T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:42:41.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long and disgusting</title><content type='html'>Hello i have long and disgusting toe nails. It feels like it's dropping off. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6624027885455060005?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6624027885455060005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-and-disgusting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6624027885455060005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6624027885455060005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-and-disgusting.html' title='Long and disgusting'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2437538499985360805</id><published>2009-12-12T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:40:38.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says i cant make people laugh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyOAoKekg1I/AAAAAAAABKA/j9enh_r5fGo/s1600-h/BlogPicture30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyOAoKekg1I/AAAAAAAABKA/j9enh_r5fGo/s320/BlogPicture30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414312604525167442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyOAnl4ZQoI/AAAAAAAABJ4/dhmvHSQiIJo/s1600-h/BlogPicture31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyOAnl4ZQoI/AAAAAAAABJ4/dhmvHSQiIJo/s320/BlogPicture31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414312594701369986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. Who says i cant make people laugh? I can. See? I made Rachel laughed. WHEEEEEEEE~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so sorry im too bored. D: But Rachel's talking to me now, teehee. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erhh, what, ever. (bimbo tone). Teehee. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2437538499985360805?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2437538499985360805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-says-i-cant-make-people-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2437538499985360805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2437538499985360805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-says-i-cant-make-people-laugh.html' title='Who says i cant make people laugh?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyOAoKekg1I/AAAAAAAABKA/j9enh_r5fGo/s72-c/BlogPicture30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-871897812130578821</id><published>2009-12-12T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:36:30.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starry starry night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I cried in my dream yesterday. I remembered i was crying like no baby, but i just cant remember WHY im crying. Fuckkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant sleep last night ya know. Slept at 1 plus but went to bed at 12. So i laid down on my bed for 1 hour plus, awesome. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So woke up at 6 plus 7 today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had breakfast at Tamp KFC with Adrian that poopoo. First time tried breakfast at KFC. Lol im serious. And you should totally try spamming syrup for the waffle. Shiny+sweet+awesome. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i asked him to draw, let me see. After drawing some random things he decided to draw some emo thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo89ww_bI/AAAAAAAABJw/jEtN7iz5Q7Q/s1600-h/Nonsense173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo89ww_bI/AAAAAAAABJw/jEtN7iz5Q7Q/s320/Nonsense173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414286573610007986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooooh. Nice ah. And his handwriting is nice for a guy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since i owe him 2, i returned him 1 today. And you know what's that? That is to pei him take MRT. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "Cause i got camp."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "What?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "Camp.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "What? Camp?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "Ya. Camp."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "Huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "CAMP."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "What?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "CAMP!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continues on...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "What kind of camp?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "Camp la. Like, camp. Sleeping over camp. CCA camp."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "Orh camp."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "Ya camp."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "I dont know which camp mah. Chemistry the chem, camera the cam, camp the camp."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. -.- CAMP. YOU KNOW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have 2 straight buses from Tamp but have to take MRT to Eunos and take bus home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home, used computer for a while, play Facebook games. Haha i started playing Rock Riot today. It's quite okay. Lol. See, im bored to THAT extend. Okay fine that's a little mean. Actually Facebook's games are okay. Some are okay. SOME. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ya then, 11 plus i went out to meet Rachel and im late again CAUSE OF THE BUS. Not my fault. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Bugis. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we went Bugis Street to get my cardigan and her shades. And then iluma to get some things from Ameba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya. Ameba is a very very awesome shop. You should totally buy things there. Though some are quite expensive but the things are really cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND, if im not wrong, 14-17 Dec, at iluma, there will be this new shop opening. It's a yogurt shop. And if you buy there during these dates, 50% of the money will be given to the MINDS. So i decided to go there after my STOMP. But the thing is, stupid Rachel Lim Pei Yi dont want pei me go EAT. She say only pei me. ): So anyone want come with me? Probably calling Jasmine and Shimin. (: Sms me or something. Hello, be a nice person. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ya. We wanted to eat at the Benten cafe or something like that but realised it's quite ex. D: So, we decided to go eat, PEPPER LUNCH!! :D At BJ. But before that we walked around and bought some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. It's the first time i eat pepper lunch. So, teehee. Rachel's first time too! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wanna eat it again. Hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we were kinda broke. KINDA. And it's still damn early so we decided to go to Rachel's house to watch Kungfu Panda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But unfortunately, her dad is playing Mario on the com. LOL. Her dad is damn funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Idiot. _____ your head la."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Shit. Dont talk to me!! (to Rachel. cause she was asking money from him)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"See la. Stop talking to me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we went to her room and watched TV and explored the things we bought and played cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tada!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay now, im gonna show you what we buy. Muahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo8ncdjII/AAAAAAAABJo/4JiKALpZMaE/s1600-h/Nonsense174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo8ncdjII/AAAAAAAABJo/4JiKALpZMaE/s320/Nonsense174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414286567619267714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This totally glam----- thing. Haha. Looks like wallet right. But you know what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I dont LOVE Pooh but i bought this cause the colour of the thing is the nicest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo8U3edNI/AAAAAAAABJg/cHYNrcX_cCE/s1600-h/Nonsense175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo8U3edNI/AAAAAAAABJg/cHYNrcX_cCE/s320/Nonsense175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414286562632299730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not!! It's a thingy to put sticky notes!! Hahahha! Cool or what. That calendar at the top is damn pretty. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Price: $4.90. Fucking cheap la!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo2oaLizI/AAAAAAAABJY/qKgdFBkVXJg/s1600-h/Nonsense177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo2oaLizI/AAAAAAAABJY/qKgdFBkVXJg/s320/Nonsense177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414286464798919474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. Diamond, clubs, hearts, spades. Bought from Artbox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Price: $2.90.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo2XSjZeI/AAAAAAAABJQ/C56w7o6CDjw/s1600-h/Nonsense176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo2XSjZeI/AAAAAAAABJQ/C56w7o6CDjw/s320/Nonsense176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414286460203525602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This To-Do sticky notes. Very very cute. Bought from Ameba, (THAT AWESOME SHOP).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Price: $4.90. Yeap. Expensive a little. Dont know why i buy also. Find it cute. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This are what Rachel bought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo1-ESs6I/AAAAAAAABJI/u6b2A_vYniY/s1600-h/Nonsense179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo1-ESs6I/AAAAAAAABJI/u6b2A_vYniY/s320/Nonsense179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414286453432824738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo1sOA3pI/AAAAAAAABJA/cay27e-Bm6k/s1600-h/Nonsense178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo1sOA3pI/AAAAAAAABJA/cay27e-Bm6k/s320/Nonsense178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414286448641760914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty shades right??????!?!?!?!?!??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she bought the glam Pooh thingy too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya that Pooh thingy will be in my bag in 2010 everyday with my other stuffs. :) I will put on the table and people will go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh woah nice wallet." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "It's not a wallet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"HUH?!?!?!?!! (sorry exagerrate a bit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "HAHAHAH YOU JUST GOT PWNED." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome la, i tell you. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha and i thought of another thing that people may fall into. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: *holds that glam thingy* "Eh Rachel. I brought 1000 dollars today. All inside. (proudly)" *points to the glam thingy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R: "Woah..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(suspicious looking thief aiming at Tiffany's glam thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 secs later...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S-LT: *snatches glam thing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "AHH!! MY 1000 DOLLAR. FUCK YOU!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Later, at S-LT's home...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S-LT: *opens glam thing and saw sticky notes that says 'HAHAHA YOU JUST GOT PWNED YOU LOSER.'* "WTF?!?!?!?!?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA!! COOL OR WHAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K actually Rachel didnt laugh when i tell her. But when i imagine the look on S-LT's face.. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah i bought a cardigan for 10 dollars too! A white one. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So total i spent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cardigan: 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glam thing: 4.90.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Handphone strap: 2.90.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool sticky notes: 4.90. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pepper lunch + Coke: 5.90 + 1.50 = 7.40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total: &lt;b&gt;30.10&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun buying craps. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow going Parkway to get more things muahahah. And then i'll blog about it, teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And is it i have to blog everyday then you guys will tag? Im sian-ed not seeing new tags and not being able to reply them. ): So tag please! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk tata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-871897812130578821?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/871897812130578821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/starry-starry-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/871897812130578821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/871897812130578821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/starry-starry-night.html' title='Starry starry night'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/SyNo89ww_bI/AAAAAAAABJw/jEtN7iz5Q7Q/s72-c/Nonsense173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-7420414114699357685</id><published>2009-12-11T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:29:20.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did that happen to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Answer the questions as honestly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;2. Post this as "Did That Happen To You?"&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do if you are in the bathroom with a beetle flying around?&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMM. Then quickly wrap myself with towel and leave the toilet with the fucking beetle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you do if you hear a song you like playing on the radio when you are all alone in the room?&lt;br /&gt;Sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You want to speak to your crush badly. What is your pick up line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Depends. I usually start conver with random statement, or i will just, "Rachel..." (example). Like that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you do if all your friends hate a particular band that you love?&lt;br /&gt;Haha nothing. Im not suppose to do anything righttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you do when you trip and fall in front of many people?&lt;br /&gt;If alone i will quickly stand up and walk away. If with friends i will stay there and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You forgot to do your multiple-choice question homework and your class starts in 5 minutes. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;"EH!! Lend me your WS can? 5 min 5 min!" MUAHAHA. Okay seriously who doesnt do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You have bad breath and someone speaks to you. How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;Signal to that person that i cant speak cause i lose my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You just finished gym and after a shower, you drop your underpants on the wet floor. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Scream and quickly pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you do if a personality quiz says that you have a lousy personality as your result?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your friend gave you the worst gift you have ever received and asks: Do you like it? How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;Depends how bad is it. But i will still smile and say thanks. At most i will give a sad face and after that i will just laugh and the end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.(Continued from question 10) What are you really thinking secretly inside?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you give me this? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A hot guy/girl keeps looking at you while you are on the bus. What are you secretly thinking inside?&lt;br /&gt;Is there something wrong with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Anyone can do it. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-7420414114699357685?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7420414114699357685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/did-that-happen-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7420414114699357685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7420414114699357685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/did-that-happen-to-you.html' title='Did that happen to you?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6103000578662231293</id><published>2009-12-11T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:22:35.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If my heart was a house</title><content type='html'>Adrian would go to the bedroom and sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried waking him up by stuffing pens into his nose. He did wake up but you know what he do. He carried me and throw me on the bed. I pulled his leg and he kicked me out of the window. Out i flew, i landed on the grass, while Adrian went to the kitchen to get some chocolate. After realising that im dying, he did CPR and i revived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, he said he really needs to go to sleep cause there's band tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him to stop sleeping on my bed and get lost and he say, "if there irregular heartbeats, you will know who is jumping. UP AND DOWN!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- (from this part onwards is i ownself create de)---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stabbed Adrian in the stomach and he died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-----------------------------THE END---------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha. Some parts makes no sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi this is my story of the day. (I think i can be a freaking story writer! I just need&lt;i&gt; inspirations&lt;/i&gt;. :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go watch my &lt;i&gt;Hi, my sweetheart&lt;/i&gt;. BYE. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6103000578662231293?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6103000578662231293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-my-heart-was-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6103000578662231293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6103000578662231293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-my-heart-was-house.html' title='If my heart was a house'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6751191561740035761</id><published>2009-12-10T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:11:04.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>60 things a girl/lady/woman wants but wont ask for</title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="arial"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" size="medium"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" size="-webkit-xxx-large"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" size="-webkit-xxx-large"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" size="-webkit-xxx-large"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;1. Touch her waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Actually talk to her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Share secrets with her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Give her 1 of your sweatshirts&lt;br /&gt;5. Kiss her slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you remembering this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Hug her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Hold her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Laugh with her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Invite her everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Hangout with her and your friends together.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP READING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Smile with her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Take pictures with her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Pull her onto your lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. When her friends say i love her more than you, deny it. fight back and hug her tight so she can't get to her friends. it makes her feel loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking of someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Always hug her and say hi whenever you see her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Kiss her unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Hug her from behind around the waist.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Tell her she's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Tell her the way you feel about her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing you need to do to show her you actually do mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Open doors for her, walk her to her car (if any)- it makes her feel protected, plus it never hurts to act like a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;22. Tell her she's your everything - ONLY if you mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. If it seems like there is something wrong, ask her- if she denies something being wrong, it means SHE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT- so just hug her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Make her feel loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Kiss her in front of OTHER girls you know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE ACTUALLY LIKE IT AND KINDA WANT YOU TO TICKLE US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. DON'T lie to her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. DON'T cheat on her!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Take her ANYWHERE she wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Text messege or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at work {or school}, and how much you MISS her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Be there for her when ever she needs you, &amp;amp; even when she doesn't need you, just be there so she'll know that she can ALWAYS count on you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER BECAUSE, IT'S IMPORTANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. Hold her close when she's cold so she can hold YOU too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. When you are ALONE hold her close and kiss her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Kiss her on the CHEEK: (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. While in the movies, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her chin up and kiss her LIGHTLY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. Dont EVER tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you're mad. If shes upset, comfort her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE WITH HER NEXT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. When people DISS her, stand up for her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Look deep into her EYES and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;38. Lay down under the STARS and put her head on your chest so you can cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her HAND.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. When you hug her HOLD her in your arms as long as possible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. Call or text her EVERY night to wish her SWEET DREAMS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. COMFORT her when she cries and wipe away her tears.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Take her for LONG walks at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. ALWAYS remind her how much you love her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Sit on top of her and tell her how much u love her and then bend down to her face and kiss her while sitting on her.&lt;br /&gt;46. Rub her back--feels good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Give her your coat if she's cold--thats always cute&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Write letters on her back with your finger--feels good ;D&lt;br /&gt;49. Let her sit on your lap&lt;br /&gt;50. DON'T poke her hard...but if you want to mess around just do it lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;51. HOLD her HAND in PUBLIC.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Even if she looks BAD one day tell her she's BEAUTIFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;53. Keep conversations flowing...talk about anything usually they just go along with it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. If their hair is in their face move it out of her face and then kiss her passionatley and gently.&lt;br /&gt;55. Surprisingly sneek up on her and hug her from behind--loves it.&lt;br /&gt;56. Kiss her in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;57. Pick her up like in The Notebook and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;58. Slow dance with no music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;59. Don't ignore her or be nerveous around her--everything is going to be okay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;60. Love her, kiss her, hold her, and you'll be good to go. ;D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I bolded those that i like. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6751191561740035761?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6751191561740035761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/60-things-girlladywoman-wants-but-wont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6751191561740035761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6751191561740035761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/60-things-girlladywoman-wants-but-wont.html' title='60 things a girl/lady/woman wants but wont ask for'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2416843839827850522</id><published>2009-12-10T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:22:34.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Veniece, Andrea, Rachel, Tiffany = V.A.R.T = (actually it's suppose to be that wavy wavy sign but there isnt any on the keyboard) FART. Poot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Rachel's house today.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;First we were sitting on the sofa, and they were talking about (P.S. this is a nice way of saying gossiping) people. LOL. Though i dont know who they're talking about but it's nice to listen cause at least it isnt bored, heh.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Then we played Spoon. But guess what. We changed the word, spoon, to BOOMZ. So everytime we got the same 4 we will go "BOOMZ!!". :D&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;And since we're playing with highlighters, they decided to draw on me!! D:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Rachel started scribbling shits on my arm. Veniece starting colouring my nails and drawing random stuffs on my hand. Then Rachel proceeded to my leg. Veniece too. Andrea just wrote some things on my thighs. Then Veniece started writing 'i ♥ veniece' on my leg, and this big big 'Tiffany' and small small '♥ veniece'.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Didnt have a hard time erasing them just now when i was bathing anyways. xD Luckily.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;After that we had KFC for lunch. Went Singpost. (:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Then we started talking and talking about people again. And Veniece said something that made us laugh.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Andrea: "The world is so small huh." &lt;br&gt;Veniece: "The world is not small. Is Ronnie big." &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;LOLLLLLLLLLLL.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Yes we were talking about you, Ronnie, at that time. (:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Then we went to Popular. They wanted to get some things.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;At first we were just walking around, touching everything we see. Then i forgot what made me and Veniece so high that we started looking for stuffs that can _______ your ***** (shitass i cant find a word to put in that _______ shit). LOL. SICK, BUT, FUNNY!! :D K you dont know what's that 5-letter word, or maybe you do now. (:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Went back Rachel's house and computer all the way. Went to blogs, facebook profiles. (:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Then they went home.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;My nanny went on a holiday so she gave me $18 just for my today and tomorrow's dinner, which is damn a lot la. She say the rest i can spent it. Lol. So that means, i have to actually settle dinner myself.&lt;br&gt;Anyone want pei me eat dinner tomorrow? :D&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Ya so today Rachel asked me to stay to eat dinner at her house. Ate with her family minus her dad. Walao awkward like shit la! D:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Watched Over Her Dead Body. (:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Went home at 9pm and it was very scary walking alone to Eunos MRT.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;In the bus, people were staring at me cause of my arm and leg. Shit cake. I keep trying to cover that part but gave up in the end. Lol.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Suddenly, my mum smsed me, asking me what i want to eat. By that i thought she was like at 121 coffee shop buying her dinner so i replied where are you?. And she asked me to call her from my house phone. WALAO. I PANICKED YOU KNOW A NOT. Cause im still in the bus. BUT, luckily i was already reaching my stop so i ran home. I ran and ran cause im afraid if i never call her quickly she will suspect something cause i didnt tell her i went home so late and she sure say and say and say again and i so do not want that to happen so i ran as fast as i could and guess what i think i need to go run at bedok reservoir there soon cause from the bus stop to my house already my feet hurts and im a little tired already i need to go running!!! (this sentence is quite long im so sorry i got so excited so i kept on typing and typing) Anyone wants to go running with me? :o&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Yes! Luckily i reached home quite fast and i called her and nothing happened. Phew. (:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Okay im waiting for my chicken chop. I think i gonna sleep late today cause im kinda high now. :D K im always high after i blog. WHY? OMG.&lt;br&gt;K no. Im not always high after i blog.&lt;br&gt;K whatever.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;P.S. It's official. Im going to 2K. Alrighty then. I shall accept this thingy and bla. 2K only whad, so what? Okay i need to make friends. Im so afraid no one wants to befriend me. ): Then i will cry everyday and i will spam YOU (yes you. yes yes you right there xD) with smses, provided i have your number.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2416843839827850522?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2416843839827850522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/superman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2416843839827850522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2416843839827850522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2580214859752727931</id><published>2009-12-09T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:44:52.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sx-YUZdbxLI/AAAAAAAABIw/yBG7F4c0Aa0/s1600-h/Samantha%26Tiffany6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sx-YUZdbxLI/AAAAAAAABIw/yBG7F4c0Aa0/s320/Samantha%26Tiffany6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413212753321772210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello hello my feet hurts. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was GB flag day. Wore full u. ): Hate it hate it. Why cant we wear Mufti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, we were like the coolest thing in the bus cause everyone's like, looking at you wondering why is there this blue blob of shit standing in front of them. Okay just kidding. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously people stared. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our venue was Tanah Merah MRT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to go Expo that one but luckily didnt cause heard that they were chased out by the people there and they had to go to 85 i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you. I never knew Singaporeans were actually generous. Okay of course some people just smiled and some dont even listen to me and just walk away. But there's still many people who donated many many monehhh. :D God bless you all. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Tanah Merah MRT sucks. There's no chairs or something for us to rest. At first i was very hiong. But after that i slack le. Tiring leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 4.30 we went to Tamp KFC to eat. Hahaha. Too hungry. As you know, Tanah Merah MRT has no vending machine/shops, so sad. ): It'll be damn awesome if there is la. AHS people sure go buy from there and they sure earn. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we took 293 back to St Hildas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In that bus, there's this woman, fucking inconsiderate. The bus is like, fucking full and she take up 2 seats, she sat in the middle. Walao i in front of her i keep "WALAO" and "What the hell" she fucking just dont care la. So angry eh. Then we keep wanna fall wanna fall. She continue talk on her phone only. Stupid. Never like, move in, and let us sit. D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont care if it's only 1 pathetic seat. It's still a pathetic seat right. Still can sit right. D&lt;&lt;&lt; (lot's of wrinkles ): )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya have i told you that i have many many wrinkles? I think cause last time when i tie my hair then i keep frowning. For what, i also dont know. So now there's many wrinkles on my forehead and they look really gross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway, i let down my fringe today after the thing. My fringe looks perfectly okay without my specs. But with my specs, it's still a little okay but looks a bit weird. DAMN YOU SPECS. Told ya, specs are irritating piece of shit. *remove specs, throw on the ground, step on it* BYEBYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i will not do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously i feel like convincing my mum to let me use contact lens but then everytime i ask her something that she sure wont allow she will scream at me. ): Thats why i dont like to ask her and stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCKKKKKKKKK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG tomorrow most probably meeting Andrea, Veniece to go to Rachel's house. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea's cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: "Eh you give me that i have to give you something. What you want?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea: "I dont know. I want you. And Rachel. Buy one get one free."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLLLL. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH ANDREA IM COMPLIMENTING YOU EVEN THOUGH I HAVEN MET YOU I FEEL DISGUSTED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WALAO IM A LITTLE HIGH NOW. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2580214859752727931?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2580214859752727931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/flag-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2580214859752727931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2580214859752727931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/flag-day.html' title='Flag day'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sx-YUZdbxLI/AAAAAAAABIw/yBG7F4c0Aa0/s72-c/Samantha%26Tiffany6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-8749083510933259578</id><published>2009-12-08T11:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:26:59.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathtaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sx3JixJHD7I/AAAAAAAABIo/6ktjPpjD37A/s1600-h/Anthony%26Clarence%26Ronnie%26Samantha%26Tiffany%26Tony%26YikKeat1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sx3JixJHD7I/AAAAAAAABIo/6ktjPpjD37A/s320/Anthony%26Clarence%26Ronnie%26Samantha%26Tiffany%26Tony%26YikKeat1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412703926313488306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello i had MUCH MORE pictures but all are up on Facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2027875&amp;amp;id=1218853359"&gt;Yes just click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so gonna be a damn wordy post but i'll try my best to not make it boring k. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry ah there's really a lot of pictures im damn lazy to post them here. if Blogger have a uploading system like Facebook's then that would be damn awesome, muahahahha.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first i went to Mac to have breakfast. Only Samantha and Yik Keat was there. Then slowly Jovina came, Ronnie came, Tony and Anthony came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we sent Jovina home while waiting for Clarence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WALAO. Anthony and Tony was playing playing, they go spit saliva down first floor. And guess what, the saliva hit an Indian guy and they were like "OH SHIT!" and walk away. Me and Samantha go see, and that Indian man saw us. I was like, "FUCK. EH, HE SAW US LEH." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jovina: "Wait i cant find my training shoes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie: "I help you find. *removes slippers and go in her house*"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie: "I found it le!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jovina: "Where?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie: "*holds up a rollerblade* Here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid Ronnie. Hahaha! Joker. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we took bus to ECP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While walking there, there's this guy who cycles damn fast, then, he hit the wall. We laughed damn loud, the guy turned back. LOLLLL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally we reached there. Played sand, played water, played cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay there's this guy, he's crazy. He swim swim swim swim swim until super extremely awfully surpassingly intensely damn fucking far! (i actually thesaurus-ed 'extremely' to show how far he went) When i say fucking far, i mean, FUCKING FAR. Until when you see it's like a dot. GOSH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did came back la k. Alive. And when he come back he was like dancing on the shore, shaking his hips. LOLLL. Samantha and i saw. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that they want to go bowling. So we went. (: But before that we went to Mac to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tony is blur like shit, OFFICIALLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During bowling, laughed a lot. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarence is pro. No tricks, no nothing. Good. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yik Keat is very crazy. He sometimes good sometimes kns. And at last he bend down, threw the ball through his legs, and got a spare. Lol. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tony is crazy, to the max, and lucky. The ball actually drop from his hand 3/4 times!!! And there's once, he threw the ball, it went to the other lane. WALAO. Laughed at him for many times. He is a cheater too. He went to the side and threw the ball. Hahaha. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie is a noob plus cheater. Everyone got double digit le he still 5. Hahahaha!!! And he cheats like Tony. And he stole Clarence's turn so that Clarence would 'steal' back his turn at Ronnie's turn. Obviously Clarence is more pro than Ronnie right. :D See, so cheater. :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah after that, we walked walked walked, walked to dont know where, then turn back, and go to Mac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That MUDPIE is very awesome. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: "EHHH!! I dont want sit with you!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie: "Okay." *leaves one place for Yik Keat*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarence: "You dont want sit beside him you want sit beside shuai ge ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 *eats Mudpie* "Eh very nice leh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: "No i just dont want sit beside him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony: *eats Mudpie*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: "Can i try?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarence: "No dont let her try! You must say Ronnie is a shuai ge then can eat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie: *lifts hand over Yik Keat and poke my waist*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: *retaliates by smacking him*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ronnie: *retaliates by dont know doing what*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yik Keat: *continued eating his McFlurry, with no expression*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weirdo. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If me i sure turn to Ronnie and say "STOP IT LA.".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K so after that, i taught them Indian Poker. Clarence and Tony tio. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we decided to go out to one of the tables to play cause we making too much noise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kena a lot of times and all the forfeits are damn EMBARRASSING de la. WALAO. Not embarrasing, but, EMBARRASSING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha im not going to tell you what i did. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(aiya you all sure go to other people's blog check out what i did de ): ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First i had to do with Anthony. Then Tony. Then Anthony, AGAIN. -.- Then Ronnie. Then the tree. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya. Actually their forfeits very stupid also. Haha. Very very funny, i tell you. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya so after that we decided to go home cause Yik Keat has tuition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabbed with Ronnie, Samantha, Yik Keat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smacked Ronnie's head real hard in the cab cause he said something that made me angry. Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I paid 5 for the cab fare and Yik Keat paid for the rest. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went to meet Sharon and Elton at 126. Talked talked. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we started playing with Yik Keat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we say Ronnie is a gay and likes Yik Keat. Then we say i was the one that liked him. LOLLL. But in the end i told him i was just curious about his reaction but actually all Ronnie plan de. Evillll. &gt;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouted for Thashah like crazy and she still never respond so we had to go up and call her down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap she did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Ronnie's house. Wanted to watch saw 5 (haha Adrian i told you i can find someone to watch with me :P ...) but cause take damn long to load so didnt watch (... but still, :P ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked about lots of things. Ghosts, primary school times. LOL. Then we started talking about many cases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, that Mac incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, Ronnie and Ben kena framed, the Jovina incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, the vandalise one, also Jovina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLLLL. Then Ronnie started calling who,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MISS CHIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To ask if she actually believed that Ronnie was innocent at the second incident cause he keep saying she dont believe him then he cried like crazy. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i started thinking of P6 days: ******, ****, *************, ********, CO, days when we stayed back and played Survivor around the whole school (SHIOK I TELL YOU) (FUCK I FEEL LIKE PLAYING AGAIN, WITH THE SAME PEOPLE :D), basketball. HAHAHA. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K whatever. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went back to 126 and talked again. Went home at 11.11 + and bathed and slept immediately. Of course in the end i slept at 12 plus la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is flag day. Wth. ): I DONT HAVE MY FUCKING KIWI!! FUCK!!! D: &lt;s&gt;I go call Jasmine.&lt;/s&gt; FUCK!! JASMINE'S FUCKING IN MALAYSIA. K i go call Heng Ning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. This is a long post isn't it? If there's pictures then it'll be damn awesome, bleah, sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8749083510933259578?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8749083510933259578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/breathtaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8749083510933259578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8749083510933259578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/breathtaking.html' title='Breathtaking'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sx3JixJHD7I/AAAAAAAABIo/6ktjPpjD37A/s72-c/Anthony%26Clarence%26Ronnie%26Samantha%26Tiffany%26Tony%26YikKeat1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-5187296496192807643</id><published>2009-12-06T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:09:52.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a hand to hold on to</title><content type='html'>Yes i changed my blogskin. Haha. No more navnav. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please comment about it, whether is it ugly/weird/disgusting/whatever. I can just change them. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry im not in a blogging mood today. There's this moth flying around my house and i dont know when it will come out again. Im damn scared now and i no more xing qing blog already. I know they say moth are actually people who died, that are related to you. But im still scared!!! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The original skin wasn't like that. I edited them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5191509283703500088-5187296496192807643?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5187296496192807643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-hand-to-hold-on-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5187296496192807643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5187296496192807643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-hand-to-hold-on-to.html' title='Here&apos;s a hand to hold on to'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-7319921265929972303</id><published>2009-12-05T19:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:06:54.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxpHbLtFQCI/AAAAAAAABIQ/l7kfx-LxvW8/s1600-h/BlogPicture28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxpHbLtFQCI/AAAAAAAABIQ/l7kfx-LxvW8/s320/BlogPicture28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411716434562990114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello people who haven done their holiday homework!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you what, i've done mine!! But of course, not all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my Science and Maths. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better than nothing. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, thank you Rachel for teaching me Science. It's seriously hard to understand. b: Sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;----------- WARNING -----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What im gonna type below is just something i have to say out and there's nowhere else to say it. I have no private blog, no diary. &lt;b&gt;If you're gonna comment about it then just leave. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget it you guys will read them anyway. -.- Just dont forget that bolded line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How i wish there's actually someone there whom i can really talk to. I dont tell secrets of MINE to people THAT easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay actually i haven tell any secrets of mine to anybody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First, i dont trust them THAT much. What if i tell them and they tell their friends. And then their friends will then spread to their friends. Fuck. Now everyone knows my secret. Cause the other time, when i tell someone something, he told my other friend. Then they all know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Second, im afraid that people will judge me differently (cause they are quite different from who i am on the outside), im damn self-conscious. If i tell that person how i really feel, what if that person change his/her impression of me. And then they start treating me differently. Sucks you know! I dont want that kind of thing to happen. Im scared. Im a fucking timid person, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Third, no one wants to listen to me. Okay even if there is, will they care? Maybe they'll just, "Aiya dont be sad la. I also feel like that de." and thats it. Then i'll be like, "Thanks a lot la." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maybe you're feeling this way too. It's hard to find someone you really trust, and that you can tell everything to. If there's ever this someone, i know i will never find him/her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Continue keeping all the things to yourself, Tiffany. I'll see how long you can survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-7319921265929972303?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7319921265929972303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bitter-sweet_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7319921265929972303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7319921265929972303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bitter-sweet_05.html' title='Bitter sweet'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxpHbLtFQCI/AAAAAAAABIQ/l7kfx-LxvW8/s72-c/BlogPicture28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-13316781743705248</id><published>2009-12-04T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:41:37.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oreo ice blended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-themecolor: text1"&gt;1.This survey gets a little personal; can you handle it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-themecolor:text1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Hahaha depends. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;2. If you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- What's last name? LOL. I really dont know. HAHA. NO WAY. I last smsed Adrian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;3. Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Okay la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;4. When were you on the phone last? And with who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- 1.12pm. Rachel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;5.What is the last thing someone bought you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I forgot leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;6.What’s something that can always make you feel better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;7. What are you excited for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Nothing much. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;8. What were you doing yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Jasmine's condo play cards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;9. Honestly, who was the last person to tell you they love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont know. I dont know if they are being honest or what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;10. What's the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Like, literally put? Straw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;11. Have a best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;12. Are you scared to fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;13. Do you think teenagers can be in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Why not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;14. Last person you wanted to punch in the face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;15. What time is it right this second?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- 9.26pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;16. What do you want right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- More quizzes! Im very very bored. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;17. Who was the last person you took a picture with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Jasmine and Rachel. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;18. Are you single/taken/heartbroken/or confused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Single. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;19. When was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Me forgot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;20. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;21. Do you find it hard to trust others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;22. How fast does your mind change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- HAH. Depends on situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;23. I bet you miss somebody right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Okay lah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;24. Can you honestly say you're okay right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;25. Why do you think so many people cheat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;26. Tell me what's on your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;27. What are you looking forward to in the next three months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- WALAO. I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;28. Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Er, ya. Boy's uniform pants. -.- In a game... (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;29. When did you last talk to your number 1 top friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Number 1 top friend. I dont even know who is my number 1 top friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;30. When is your next road trip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I not sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;31. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell anything to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;32. How's your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Still beating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;33. Have you ever felt like you weren't important?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;34. Do you think somebody's in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont know. No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;35. What are you planning on doing after this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;36. When will your next kiss take place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Haha i dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;37. Have you told anybody you loved them today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Yes. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;38. Who do you not get along with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;39. What does your 3rd recent text say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Dark blue. By Charis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;40. What are you wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- My primary school PE shirt and blue pants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;41.Are you wasting your time on the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont really like anybody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;42. When's the last time you had a grilled cheese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont think i ever had grilled cheese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;43. What's your favorite boy and girl name right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Right now. Girl, Chanel/Clara. Boy, I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;44. How did you feel when you woke up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;45. Do you wish someone would call or text you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- YA DUH. IM BORED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;46. Do you crack your knuckles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I wish i dont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;47. What were you doing yesterday at midnight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Msn and videos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;48. What are your LEGAL initials?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- TNXQ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;49. Who's the first B in your contacts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Bai Chen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;50. When was the last time you laughed really hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Haha. I forgot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;51. Your number 1 top friend walks out of your life, do you go after them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;52. Last awkward moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Erm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;53. Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- YESSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;54. Do you have good vision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- No. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;55. Have you ever tripped someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Ya. Hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;56. Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Slap, like, on the face? Very seldom. Mostly i smack their arm or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;57. Are you Irish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;58. Do you use chop stick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;59. Do you have any scars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Yes. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;60. Is there someone you will never forgive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Nah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;61.Do you laugh off embarrassing moments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Depends. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;62. Name the last person to text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Adrian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;63. Would you marry someone 8 years older than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Haha depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;64. Can you go in public looking like you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;65. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Haha i dont know. I move around everytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;66. Is it easy for someone to make you smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;67. What's the first thing you'll do on your wedding day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;68. Do you fall for people easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;69. Has anyone put their arms around you in the past 5 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;70. Do you miss the way things used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;71. How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;72. Song you're thinking of right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Not thinking of any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;73. Want someone back in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Nah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;74. Will tomorrow be better than today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Maybe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;75. What’s the color of you’re shirt you are wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Blue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;76. Has anyone ever sang or played music for you personally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- No. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But Alaric told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; wanted to. &lt;i&gt;Yeah. If only you had more courage. If you see this, you know it yourself. Why didnt you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;77. Does it bother you when someone lies to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- Yes. DUH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;78. Is there anyone who understands your relationship status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- There's nothing wrong with my relationship status. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;79. Are you a naturally happy person? Or is your happiness forced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;80. Is there anyone you wish would fall in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;- LOL. I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;line-height:115%;color:black;mso-themecolor:text1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;Kopped this quiz from &lt;a href="http://heartbreak-romance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hillary&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;Im still bored. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-13316781743705248?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/13316781743705248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/oreo-ice-blended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/13316781743705248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/13316781743705248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/oreo-ice-blended.html' title='Oreo ice blended'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-5689262954064933048</id><published>2009-12-04T19:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:03:07.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken nehnehpok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5HbuK49I/AAAAAAAABII/kzABcjECK_A/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5HbuK49I/AAAAAAAABII/kzABcjECK_A/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348858381460434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello buttholes. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a sad day cause it was raining the whole day. But, me and Rachel still went Jasmine's house to swim cause we rock. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first Rachel meet me at my bus stop. Bought Ramly and ran for the bus 60 opposite. Kena "piiiiiiiii~" by this car driver when we're not even THAT close to his freaking car. Bleah. I shouted "WHAT THE FUCK!!" in the rain cause of this and plus the bus is leaving, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While walking to Jasmine's house, i was eating my Ramly and it was raining, wth. So i bite one mouth, the cover with my pouch. Finish, bite another, cover with my pouch. Heehee. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walk walk walk, decided to stop under the track cause there's shelter and eat our Ramly. Suddenly when i turn to look into the condo, i saw this girl standing there, pointing the middle finger. Then i know it was that chicken nehneh. Haha! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was drizzling, so we went to that place where we play Taidi at and played again. Seriously.... -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when we decided to go swim, it started raining, not heavy, but that stupid guard ask us dont go. We could only hear very soft thunder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we stayed at this lobby and play 3/4 rounds of Taidi. By then it was still drizzling but we dont care le. So we just changed out of our shirt and tada! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine didnt swim cause her parents dont allow. ): So first me and Rachel played with that stupid long long&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;inflated&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;bear thingy (you can see it in the pictures later). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play play play. Then we went to the jacuzzi part and played charade there, haha! And Jasmine was feeding us potato chips and drink like a mother and me and Rachel are like small little children. Rachel laughs very funnily there. And i actually laughed at her laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guard is very very annoying. She walked to us and said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dont eat in the pool ah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "We didnt eat in the pool. We go up, eat, then go back down."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(i forgot what she said. i think she keeps on telling us not to eat.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel: "Ya lor they say dont eat in the pool we didnt eat in the pool whad we eat outside the pool."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We replied damn gl answers but seriously. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went back to the pool and played this game. Haha. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the pictures!! (actually there's very little, haha) (and some are unglam)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5GwH-L6I/AAAAAAAABIA/3y3kIJODJhs/s1600-h/Rachel%26Tiffany15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5GwH-L6I/AAAAAAAABIA/3y3kIJODJhs/s320/Rachel%26Tiffany15.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348846678519714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5GgK2rkI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZVyityoG6wM/s1600-h/Rachel%26Tiffany14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5GgK2rkI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZVyityoG6wM/s320/Rachel%26Tiffany14.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348842395643458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5GdWX6RI/AAAAAAAABHw/WeQp1cli8qk/s1600-h/Rachel%26Tiffany13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5GdWX6RI/AAAAAAAABHw/WeQp1cli8qk/s320/Rachel%26Tiffany13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348841638652178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5F1sh6yI/AAAAAAAABHo/9BFAXBwDrg0/s1600-h/Rachel%26Tiffany12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5F1sh6yI/AAAAAAAABHo/9BFAXBwDrg0/s320/Rachel%26Tiffany12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348830994164514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4r7vAa9I/AAAAAAAABHg/duGTiep1m1o/s1600-h/Rachel%26Tiffany11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4r7vAa9I/AAAAAAAABHg/duGTiep1m1o/s320/Rachel%26Tiffany11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348385938566098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon the sky became darker and the guard's telling us to stop, irritating. I was like, a while more a while more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya and then we stopped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya did i mention that it was freaking cold. I was shivering like mad. But it was still very fun, and worth it. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to bathe. I took very long time to bathe. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know hor, i already use lesser than i usually does lor." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha spot the mistake(s). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told this to Rachel and she was like, "Woah if the English assignment can dont take pictures of ads but what people say hor, we sure finish already." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLLL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry la. My english is not good de. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway, pictures!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4rsmms1I/AAAAAAAABHY/B9w9YnWACaw/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4rsmms1I/AAAAAAAABHY/B9w9YnWACaw/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348381876794194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4rJiUswI/AAAAAAAABHQ/B-GFlUhtu6A/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4rJiUswI/AAAAAAAABHQ/B-GFlUhtu6A/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348372463596290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4qwN3_VI/AAAAAAAABHI/Rb2OnuKyibw/s1600-h/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4qwN3_VI/AAAAAAAABHI/Rb2OnuKyibw/s320/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348365666942290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our bags were wet like shitasses cause the big big umbrella wasnt open, not fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4qJ5xghI/AAAAAAAABHA/uNqVTS6M1i0/s1600-h/Nonsense168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj4qJ5xghI/AAAAAAAABHA/uNqVTS6M1i0/s320/Nonsense168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348355382084114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww i miss this deck of cards. We dropped it on the floor so many times today and it's damn wet now i dont know if Jasmine threw it away but anyway, these cards are damn memorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alaric, Billy, Jasmine, Rachel, Tiffany, Heng Ning, Shimin. This stupid cards actually bonds us and bring us through exams period. Though all of us very long never meet up play cards and at least one person will always get angry when we play together, still, I LOVE YOU GUYS. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. I think it's dead now. If im not wrong Jasmine threw it away. Never mind, that &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; inside our heart can le. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao i sounded damn &lt;i&gt;dotdotdot&lt;/i&gt;, haha. Bleah. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i wanna stop here. Like, &lt;b&gt;HER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;. BYE BUTTHOLES. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. i love my pink goggle. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-5689262954064933048?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5689262954064933048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/chicken-nehnehpok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5689262954064933048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5689262954064933048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/chicken-nehnehpok.html' title='Chicken nehnehpok'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sxj5HbuK49I/AAAAAAAABII/kzABcjECK_A/s72-c/Jasmine%26Rachel%26Tiffany5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-3783802000883491070</id><published>2009-12-03T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:46:27.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleah. Weilin, i kopped your quiz. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Lets start with a tricky one, what's the real reason to why you're upset right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Im not really upset now. Im just bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get "good morning" texts from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find it easy to trust others?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 11pm last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Msn and videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last cartoon you watched?&lt;br /&gt;- Um... I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;- I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you found out you had been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;- Ignore that person and break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with the way things are?&lt;br /&gt;- Ehh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you kissed in the past 24 hours, right?&lt;br /&gt;- Haha go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;- Green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone who continuously lets you down?&lt;br /&gt;- Continuously, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you text quickly?&lt;br /&gt;- Ehh, okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always answer your texts?&lt;br /&gt;- Ya. Unless the text is 'okay'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live with both your mom and dad?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone else in the room with you?&lt;br /&gt;- No. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happier now? Or were you happier 4 months ago?&lt;br /&gt;- 4 months ago... I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you wish you could fix things with?&lt;br /&gt;- Ya sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past week, have you cried?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a weird nickname that has nothing to do with your actual name?&lt;br /&gt;- Baboon, blackie (HIGH FIVE WEILIN :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat slow ?&lt;br /&gt;- NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last girl you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, i hate Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, i hate Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason behind the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;- I even forgot when i last cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that there's good in everybody?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed anyone with a tattoo before?&lt;br /&gt;- Er no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What side of a heart do you draw first?&lt;br /&gt;- Left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 in the morning, your phone rings, who is it?&lt;br /&gt;- 4? LOL. Er, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel guilty about something right now, if yes what?&lt;br /&gt;- Im not feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you laughed so hard you couldn't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;- Haha. I dont know if that ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;- Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;- I FORGOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever dated someone more than once?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, &lt;i&gt;somehow&lt;/i&gt;. But not really. AIYA, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken up with someone and become bitter enemies?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;- Adrian's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you with the person you fell hardest for?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know who is the person i fell hardest for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List five people you can tell pretty much anything to?&lt;br /&gt;- Um. I dont know eh. I really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at midnight last night ?&lt;br /&gt;- Still msn and videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone a whole day without eating?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- Sony ericsson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever passed out and woke up in some random place?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you meet new people often?&lt;br /&gt;- Oh-kay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;- Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest time you were ever grounded?&lt;br /&gt;- I never got grounded before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your weekend plans?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you need to be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing. Im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings besides one on each ear?&lt;br /&gt;- No. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been disappointed in anyone this week?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it take a lot to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;- No. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- Quite. But i wish for better ones of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;- Is THAT counted as a secret? K maybe not. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid of roller coasters?&lt;br /&gt;- YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it when people go through your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- If they check here check there then i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any tan lines?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes yes! My feet, my arm, my thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you use batteries for the most often?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is currently the most tan spot on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;- My arm or leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?&lt;br /&gt;- Haha depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met someone who is amazing?&lt;br /&gt;- AMAZING? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anything on your body currently hurting?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with the way things are going?&lt;br /&gt;- Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you currently listening to?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;- Left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever told you, you have pretty eyes?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;- Swimming, most probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the rest of the week?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your day?&lt;br /&gt;- Quite good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever said they wanted to marry you?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. :X But we were only primary 3/4. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever slept on the floor with the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you single on your last birthday?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're locked in an empty room with the person who hurt you most, any problems?&lt;br /&gt;- I would totally talk to her about that thingy and cry like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did your last kiss take place on a bed?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did your day start off?&lt;br /&gt;- Disgusting. My shoulders ached a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last girl, other than family, you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. Told you i hate Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you sat next to in a car?&lt;br /&gt;- Rachel i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe you should change for someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;- Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you don't ever want to be out of your life?&lt;br /&gt;- YA DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone who has the same last name as you, that you aren’t related?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would be the first person to know if you got pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your initials?&lt;br /&gt;- TNXQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who/What made you angry today?&lt;br /&gt;- No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something you would NOT tolerate in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- Hah. This is a hard question so i shall not reply. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone you would like to get things straight with?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you wouldn't mind punching?&lt;br /&gt;- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you prefer a baby girl or boy?&lt;br /&gt;- Baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see a girl with big boobs do you automatically think she’s a slut?&lt;br /&gt;- Automatically, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is green your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you couldn't live without?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does someone love you?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, you. xD Nah just kidding. I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think someone misses you?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, you again. Ya im kidding again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;- HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever get a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;- Ever thought of it, but, dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;I realised i used dont know to escape questions that i dont want to answer. But of course some questions i really dont know. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3783802000883491070?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3783802000883491070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bleah-weilin-i-kopped-your-quiz-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3783802000883491070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3783802000883491070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bleah-weilin-i-kopped-your-quiz-p.html' title='Bleah. Weilin, i kopped your quiz. :P'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-4390805699302884221</id><published>2009-12-03T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:08:43.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia, NOT</title><content type='html'>18 chefs is awesome. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to have 18 chefs with Rachel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the MRT back, i called Jasmine and asked if she can go out. She say dont know. So i said whether we can go her house and she say dont know. And then i said aiya dont care you la just go byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah. So MRT to Paya Lebar and bought cheapo poker cards that cost 1.50 from a stupid Indian guy's shop (im not a racist but i seriously dont like that guy :P). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what's the brand? Tiger. WTH. Haha. Then thats this tiger at the casing. Hahaha. K i feel so bad. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YA. I SUDDENLY REMEMBERED SOMETHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, there's Bee cards right. Then that time, we went to Bedok and have to find the prices of some things and we saw Wasps cards. How cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think there's gonna be like, tricycle cards next time. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, we walked to Jasmine's condo, talking about Indians (im really not a racist!). LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we spam Taidi at this place that has tables and chairs and shelter in the condo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep singing until i very very tired. I sang, umm, Poker face, SHIT I FORGOT WHAT SONGS I SANG, but i sang a lot of songs and keep repeating that particular part cause i think it's nice, haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got thirsty and we decided to get some drinks and we saw this 2 indians that one of them once made Jasmine's sister cry so after that Jasmine and her friends go gl them. They were pointing at Jasmine and whispering dont know what shit. Wth la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we walked back to that place, we walked past them. I was like, "Walao eh you know they point point point dont know point what shit." So Jasmine goes, "Ya lor. Some people hor, only know how to point." Then i forgot what Rachel said. Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continued Taidi and after a while we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planning to go swimming tomorrow at Jasmine's condo. Okay not swimming. Play water. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao. This few days i keep sleeping very late, like 3 plus 4. Not that i dont want to sleep. Is i cant sleep. Yesterday i went to bed at 3.30 plus and slept at 4 plus. Keep tossing and turning on my bed, cant sleep. Sian. I dont know if this is what they called 'insomnia'. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday night, i stayed up till 3 plus right. So i checked my msn, no one's online. -.- Go Facebook, only this sec 4 senior is online. -.- Still wanna find people to chat with de. ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. I wanna go kop Weilin's quiz. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5191509283703500088-4390805699302884221?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4390805699302884221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/insomnia-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4390805699302884221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4390805699302884221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/insomnia-not.html' title='Insomnia, NOT'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-5609602563246526422</id><published>2009-12-02T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:37:22.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxZpI_qHWeI/AAAAAAAABG4/XKEGJ_5Z_oo/s1600-h/BlogPicture27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxZpI_qHWeI/AAAAAAAABG4/XKEGJ_5Z_oo/s320/BlogPicture27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410627605580175842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to to Adrian's house today with Yanyong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought ramly for him at my here the pasar malam. And when we reached Tampines and i have to buy for him his blue coral. Yeah so now, i owe him 1 fuji apple drink and cool creme 2 scoops mocha and chocolate cup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At his house, they introduce me to this game called The House. Its suppose to be scary, but its not, seriously. But the last part i got shocked a little. If the lights was off i sure scream. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just go google, and type, the house. Hahaha. You just have to click on things and then yeah, it's suppose to scare you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we played Taidi. Then we betted again. Best to 6. I won, Yanyong was the second. So Adrian has to treat both of us something. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we played Uno spin. Spend freaking a lot of time on that cause we played with 15 cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yanyong was being really random by saying 'NI HAO' and 'sex' suddenly. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that played stress a while. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Adrian's keyboard and mouse is wireless, when Yanyong want to sign in his Blogger, i go take away and sign in my account. Then, both of them go snatch the keyboard and mouse and go create new post and write 'hi people. i love alaric' yeah something like that. Stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we started on our homework. Well, not really actually. Saw 5 on played on the computer so we will watch and do at the same time. I only completed the Maths. The dont know what frequency thingy. And the behind all i copy Adrian's. So, kinda slack. Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we watched Saw 5, for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yanyong was still being random by saying random words that actually made me laugh. And he keep talking about sex. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then it's 7.30 plus already so we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know something. I woke up at 12 plus today. From 12 plus to 8 plus, i only ate 1 bread. I rock. At Adrian's house my stomach was grumbling like crazy haha so i keep holding my stomach. (: For dinner i ate 2 big bowl of rice. Muahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw 5 made me feel like fixing a puzzle. :D Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sian im not in a blogging mood today. Gahh. &gt;| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-5609602563246526422?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5609602563246526422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/puzzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5609602563246526422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/5609602563246526422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/puzzle.html' title='Puzzle'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxZpI_qHWeI/AAAAAAAABG4/XKEGJ_5Z_oo/s72-c/BlogPicture27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-983208337822207200</id><published>2009-12-01T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:44:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you so</title><content type='html'>Hello!! I dont know how to start a post. How do you start a post? ._.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Rachel's house with Alaric, Billy, Jasmine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first me and Rachel went to Pasir Ris to rent Drag me to hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao i burst out into laughter in the train after reading Adrian's message, holy shit. Then i think people were looking at me but i was facing the thingy, which i cant see them. But still, ooooops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then meet Alaric at Pasir Ris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the train, i was playing with Alaric with his new phone. And i rock! I score 800+ on bubble breaker for my first time! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K then we meet with Jasmine at Eunos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked to Rachel's house and start on our Drag me to hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first only Alaric was sitting near the tv cause he dont have his specs and me, Jasmine and Rachel were at the back then slowly we started lying on our front, squeezed together, all super near the tv. Screamed at some scenes. O_O And some scenes, i screamed, but i still continued staring at the screen. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Billy called me when its damn near the climax, ask me what floor Rachel stays. Then after i hang up, we went down to open the door, he was there already. Fast lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went up and continued the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drag me to hell is nice but i dont think it's to the extend where i will get nightmares. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didnt watch Orphan! ): Instead we went to play cards. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy was the first one to die on poker. Im the second. So we went to play Wii! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao i got shocked by Rachel's tv. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first i was owning him, then slowly i lose lose lose. ): Sian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy shakes his ass like crazy when playing the dancing one. :D Cant stand it. *shakes head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went back to play cards. Played 21, then Taidi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you a joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tiny."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alaric, "Huh what tiny?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany, "*points at Alaric's dick area* THAT tiny" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. IM STILL NOT SICK. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went home. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what! There's pasar malam near my house! You just have to walk out. And guess what again! Ramly and the magic ice cream (the one where they make soft drinks into ice) (my favourite stalls) are all damn near my house! LIKE SERIOUSLY NEAR. Just have to walk out to the 133 bus stop and tada! Both are there! OMG i love this time's pasar malam yo! Very near my house here. Usually they will go all the way the Tenaga there. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleah. I dont have pictures. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-983208337822207200?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/983208337822207200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-told-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/983208337822207200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/983208337822207200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-told-you-so.html' title='I told you so'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-8072002379432301413</id><published>2009-11-30T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:05:29.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some cool facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(120, 183, 73); font-style: italic; line-height: 22px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p style="line-height:15.85pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0E0010;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0E0010;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:15.85pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:15.85pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#0E0010;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;mso-bidi-font-style:italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;99 Facts about guys when it comes to girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#0E0010;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:15.85pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#0E0010;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;mso-bidi-font-style:italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;* Guys don’t actually look after good-looking girls. they prefer neat and presentable girls. (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys hate other flirts.&lt;br /&gt;* A guy can like you for a minute, and then forget you afterwards. (TRUE)&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy says he doesn’t understand you, it simply means you’re not thinking the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;* Are you doing something?” or “Have you eaten already?” are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about. (this is so sweet)&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy really likes you, he’ll disregard all your bad characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys go crazy over a girl’s smile.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys will do anything just to get the girl’s attention.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;* When guys want to meet your parents. Let them. (no way)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys want to tell you many things but they can’t. And they have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking!&lt;br /&gt;* Guys cry!!! (totally)&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys can never dream and hope too much.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to accept their defeat.&lt;br /&gt;* When you touch a guy’s heart, there’s no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;* Giving a guy a hanging message like “You know what?!..uh…never mind!” would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands. (so cute)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy makes a prolonged “umm” or makes any excuses when you’re asking him to do you a favor, he’s actually saying that he doesn’t like you and he can’t lay down the card for you.&lt;br /&gt;* When a girl says “no”, a guy hears it as “try again tomorrow”.&lt;br /&gt;* You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys hate gays!&lt;br /&gt;* Guys love their moms.&lt;br /&gt;* A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses. (so sweet)&lt;br /&gt;* A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn’t mean that the guy likes her. (true)&lt;br /&gt;* You can never understand him unless you listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;* If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.&lt;br /&gt;* Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.&lt;br /&gt;* Like Eve, girls are guy's weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;* It’s good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don’t let him wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;* No guy is bad when he is courting&lt;br /&gt;* Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys really admire girls that they like even if they’re not that much pretty. (dont believe)&lt;br /&gt;* Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;* If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don’t need to give advice. (but how are you suppose to reply?)&lt;br /&gt;* A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you. (LOL. like that ah...)&lt;br /&gt;* A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else. (this is so cool)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts. (oh?)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys try to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys virtually brag about anything. (true)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them. (VERY true)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys think too much.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys’ fantasies are unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;* Girls’ height doesn’t really matter to a guy but her weight does! (nope. not really)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;* When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.&lt;br /&gt;* It’s not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they’ve been together for 3 years or more.&lt;br /&gt;* You have to tell a guy what you really want before getting involved with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;* A guy has to experience rejection, because if he’s too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won’t be matured and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;* When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed P**** with their girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy pretends to be calm, check if he’s sweating. You’ll probably see that he is nervous.&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl. He really is.&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he’s just actually saying, “Please come and listen to me”&lt;br /&gt;* Guys don’t really have final decisions. (so true)&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy loves you, bring out the best in him.&lt;br /&gt;* If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him&lt;br /&gt;* If a guy has been kept shut or silent, say something.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys believe that there’s no such thing as love at first sight, but court the girls anyway and then realize at the end that he is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys don’t like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;* A guy may instantly know if the girl likes him but can never be sure unless the girl tells him.&lt;br /&gt;* A guy would waste his time over video games and football, the way a girl would do over her romance novels and make-ups.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys love girls who can cook or bake.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys like girls who are like their moms. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;* A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes. (true)&lt;br /&gt;* A guy’s friend knows everything about him. Use this to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t be biased. Try loving a guy without prejudice and you’ll be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;* Girls who bathe in their eau de perfumes do more repelling than attracting guys.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys don’t comprehend the statement “Get lost” too well. (true)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love them more. (VERY TRUE)&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy gives a crooked or pretentious grin at your jokes, he finds them offending and he just tried to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys don’t care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys tend to generalize about girls but once they get to know them, they’ll realize they’re wrong.&lt;br /&gt;* Any guy can handle his problems all by his own. He’s just too stubborn to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys find it so objectionable when a girl swears. (not really)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys’ weakest point is at the knee. (i shall try. xD)&lt;br /&gt;* When a problem arises, a guy usually keeps himself cool but is already thinking of a way out.&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things.&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy looks at you, either he’s amazed by you or he’s criticizing you.&lt;br /&gt;* When you catch him cheating on you and he asks for a second chance, give it to him. But when you catch him again and he asks for another chance, ignore him. (okay)&lt;br /&gt;* If a guy lets you go, he really loves you. (this is so sweet)&lt;br /&gt;* If you have a boyfriend, and your boy best friend always glances at you and it obviously shows that he is jealous whenever you’re with your boyfriend, all I can say is your boy best friend loves you more than your boyfriend does. (haha this is sad)&lt;br /&gt;* Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;* You can tell if a guy is really hurt or in pain when he cries in front of you! (no guys cry in front of me before)&lt;br /&gt;* If a guy suddenly asks you for a date, ask him first why.&lt;br /&gt;* When a guy says he can’t sleep if he doesn’t hear your voice even just for one night, hang up. He also tells that to another girl. He only flatters you and sometimes makes fun of you.&lt;br /&gt;* You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl. (haha! so true)&lt;br /&gt;* Girls are allowed to touch boys’ things. Not their hair! (not their hair?!)&lt;br /&gt;* If a guy says you’re beautiful, that guy likes you.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys hate girls who overreact.&lt;br /&gt;* Guys love you more than you love them IF they are serious in your relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#0E0010;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;mso-bidi-font-style:italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:15.85pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#0E0010;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;mso-bidi-font-style:italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Facts guys should know about girls:&lt;br /&gt;Observation:&lt;br /&gt;Guys never notice differences in their friend's appearance unless the difference is too obvious (like a very poor haircut that leaves the scalp like a partially mowed lawn). But with girls, it's not the case... Try walking to your friend who is a girl (the phrase girl friend avoided for obvious reasons) with a small stain on your shirt which is usually unnoticeable. Chances are that you would get caught within the first couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care:&lt;br /&gt;Guys try their best to be caring but come on... they are not designed for that! Girls often tend to care more than what you want them to and often that makes them question every 10-15 seconds about your wellness. If you are down with fever and you let your best friend who is a girl (quite funny to type) know, chances are that you'll end up answering the phone at least 20 times that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childishness:&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone has some childishness in him/her. The famous quote "There is no point growing up if you cannot be a child at times" is an illustration of that fact. However, the proportion of girls I've observed to be childish is much higher than what I observed in guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking:&lt;br /&gt;Even the most silent girl is highly talkative within her group. With guys a reserved guy is a reserved guy wherever he is but with girls, a reserved girl acts differently when she is with her friends and when she is in a larger gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessiveness:&lt;br /&gt;I might be generalizing a bit too much here. But many girls are possessive about their friends and belongings! At least that is my observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip:&lt;br /&gt;A girl who stays at home knows much more than a guy who is hanging out most of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independently dependent:&lt;br /&gt;Girls seem to depend on someone way too much either emotionally or personally but at the same time they easily switch preferences. Someone who was inevitable a couple of years back becomes a good friend today and a good contact tomorrow. At any point, a person who shows a lot of interest on her is always considered the best by a girl! Again, may be I'm generalizing... But that's something I observed out of my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional handicap:&lt;br /&gt;With the brain being locked in an emotional trap, girls usually end up taking decisions purely out of their heart which in most cases will not be correct. Ironically, even after realizing that they made a mistake, it is next to impossible for them to correct that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrisy when it comes to guys:&lt;br /&gt;Girls enjoy guys falling for them but many do not want to reveal that. A beautiful girl almost always confirms that the guys around her are interested in her through unnoticeable gestures. Guys however strong just start shaking at the sight of a beautiful girl staring at them and get caught. But a girl never reveals anything more than a smile at the corner of her lips... Gets hard for the guys to assess her pulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#0E0010; mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;mso-bidi-font-style:italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:15.85pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#0E0010;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;mso-bidi-font-style:italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Haha. I kopped this from a girl called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jolenesaysmeow.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jolene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. I bloghopped, hop hop hop from Gabriel's blog to hers, and yeah, i kopped from her. Ty. :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha i think this is really cool and useful. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;P.S. the ( ) are the ones i wrote, &lt;/span&gt;my opinions&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-themefont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:8.0pt;color:text1;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8072002379432301413?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8072002379432301413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-cool-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8072002379432301413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8072002379432301413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-cool-facts.html' title='Some cool facts'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-8790114975314914964</id><published>2009-11-30T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:42:48.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpzNRDBGI/AAAAAAAABGo/5reVEY15Yj0/s1600/Tiffany17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpzNRDBGI/AAAAAAAABGo/5reVEY15Yj0/s320/Tiffany17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409854274601682018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpy63mWJI/AAAAAAAABGg/Qu4lFPNUWK4/s1600/Rachel16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpy63mWJI/AAAAAAAABGg/Qu4lFPNUWK4/s320/Rachel16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409854269663107218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! Long long escalator at iluma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so went to Bugis with Rachel the stupid. We went there very early so there isn't many people. Okay actually, the shopping mall is kinda empty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K anyway, the long long escalator was really cool. Its from the first floor to the fourth/last floor. The pictures look cool right? Oh ya the pictures are not edited. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked around to find a present for Rachel's brother and godfather. Went to many shops to look around. Stayed in those shop for very long, walking rounds and rounds cause she dont know what to buy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, she decided to buy a mug that says 'Instant happiness, just pour hot chocolate in' or something, and a coaster that says 'Please put your &lt;s&gt;aclo&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;alcho&lt;/s&gt; beer on me'. The striking out is seriously like that but i not sure the spelling correct a not but yeah, its meant to be spelt wrongly. Cool huh. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw many many pretty things and so damn tempted to buy but didnt. Hehe. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, Rachel was complaining that she's hungry so we went BJ to eat. Ate at pastamania but i didnt eat any pasta cause im not hungry. I only ate the garlic bread and the drink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BS after that! Walked round and round for dont know how many rounds just to look for that shop that sells the bag that i wanted with lots of design and my flats. Stupid Rachel, complain and complain say leg pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya she bought for her brother a watch and a soccer shoe keychain with a small clock on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, again, we found the shop and i bought the bag that i fell in love with the moment i saw it. They call it 一见钟情 right? xDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K just kidding. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we go round and round, saw this really nice and light and cute and comfortable slippers. Should've bought it. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, i bought a pair of black flats. Show you. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpyp3HHvI/AAAAAAAABGY/HNwsA2U-COw/s1600/Nonsense165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpyp3HHvI/AAAAAAAABGY/HNwsA2U-COw/s320/Nonsense165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409854265097658098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tada. Ya the inside is really ugly but the outside is simple and really shiny. O.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show you my pretty pretty bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpyd3Wu6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/rX1pe7f3su4/s1600/Nonsense166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpyd3Wu6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/rX1pe7f3su4/s320/Nonsense166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409854261877455778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Pretty a not? The poka dots and the colours made it seems so cheerful and happy kinda thing. Me like it. :D Actually its more of cute la, ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im gonna take out that sliver hanging thingy and replace it with my bear with no heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Rachel also bought this keychain, which i called it, bear with no heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpx_t9TEI/AAAAAAAABGI/yXDsr5NFgP4/s1600/Nonsense167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpx_t9TEI/AAAAAAAABGI/yXDsr5NFgP4/s320/Nonsense167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409854253784976450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause the other one has a heart hole in the middle so i call that one bear with heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This light pink is the last one so i took this and Rachel took the white one. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like giving my bag a name, something that got to do with pretty though its not pretty but more of cute. Haha. I like it leh. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bag- 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flats- 19.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keychain- 1.80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slime- 1.50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch- 3.60 + 1.50 + 50 = 5.60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap thats how much i spend today. Not too bad. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum owes me 110. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad owes me 20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jermaine owes me 10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My piggy bank has 21. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I owe Charis 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I owe Heng Ning 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I owe Sherilyn 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I owe Nan Xin 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay im gonna clear my debts. Im serious. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im gonna blog daily now, cause of the contest. I must be active. Muahahha. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay actually i blog daily. Just that sometimes i skip cause there's nothing to blog about. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trip to Mr Asraf's house tomorrow is cancelled due to super poor responses. I feel so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, may be watching Drag me to hell (rent) and Orphan (Jasmine's) tomorrow at Rachel's house tomorrow, woohoo! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8790114975314914964?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8790114975314914964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8790114975314914964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8790114975314914964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-distance.html' title='Long distance'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxOpzNRDBGI/AAAAAAAABGo/5reVEY15Yj0/s72-c/Tiffany17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-8180001290560125419</id><published>2009-11-29T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:58:43.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It isnt that easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;It isnt that easy to not like someone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA BUT I STILL DONT LIKE ANYONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you believe me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahaha. I cant follow my heart, i dont know what's on my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still cant follow my heart, i still dont know what's on my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you do, tell me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah bet you dont. Just cause.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is suppose to be very emotional. :/ Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8180001290560125419?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8180001290560125419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-isnt-that-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8180001290560125419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8180001290560125419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-isnt-that-easy.html' title='It isnt that easy'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-2497450468720781430</id><published>2009-11-29T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:27:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bittersweet-things.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i353.photobucket.com/albums/r398/prettyprinces-sm/TheBestBlogAwards09.jpg" border="0" title="Join now!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;To earn more chances of winning,you have to place the contest banner somewhere in your site where it could be viewed my all.Mentioning about the contest will also increase your chances.Following me on Twitter and adding me as a friend in Plurk will help you as well.Overall,the easiest to earn maximum chances is to link me up in your site.Tags will also be counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(241, 241, 241); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;THE CATEGORIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Most Original blog&lt;br /&gt;2.Most Kawaii blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.Most Creative blog &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.Most Active blog &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.Best Pinkish blog &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Best designed blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.Most interesting blog &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Most Cute blog&lt;br /&gt;9.Most colourful blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.Best overall blog &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Best overall blog category is compulsary to join&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contest participation deadline is on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(241, 241, 241); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;10th of December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging will start on the 11th of December till the 23rd of December &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;ending date might change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.Prizes will be given out on the 25th of December &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Date might change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(241, 241, 241); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;PRIZES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners of each category will be given a banner and will be linked in my site.&lt;br /&gt;Overall Top 5 winners will be given a banner and 1 month advertisement spot in my sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 winners will also be linked in my site till my site closes.&lt;br /&gt;The rest will be given a participation banner with all the participant's names on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Referred by &lt;a href="http://bittersweet-things.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shimin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;But i got to know this contest through Jasmine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The bolded ones are the ones i joined. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2497450468720781430?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2497450468720781430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/contest_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2497450468720781430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2497450468720781430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/contest_29.html' title='CONTEST!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-3486123921883036426</id><published>2009-11-29T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:33:02.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxJm25NhSyI/AAAAAAAABGA/qZP7kIHMruU/s1600/BlogPicture25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxJm25NhSyI/AAAAAAAABGA/qZP7kIHMruU/s320/BlogPicture25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409499195681884962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Sherilyn, Rachel, Nan Xin at Eunos MRT and then realised they have to get some things from Popular thanks to me. I was supposed to buy construction paper when i went to Tampines but i forgot all about it. Sorry guys. So yeah, have to go to SingPost to get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, ate KFC. I was all the way aiming for Nan Xin's cheese fries. :D But, i only get 1. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to Rachel's house and started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not in designing team okay. I went there to help out a little and to do my proposal. I basically just erase and edit the magician proposal that Wei Lin sent me. Haha. Oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so after i finished, i went to help them. It's not very perfect but everything's handmade, seriously. I hope the sec4s will like it, teehee. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to play Taidi. Today's luck quite good. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while Nan Xin left and left me and Rachel, again, and again, we played cards. Muahaha. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate her rice and dropped a lot of rice on her bed. And she will go "Eee why got curry smell de?" when she's near that area. Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have plans tomorrow yo. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Rachel's going iluma/Bugis blablabla to get some things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoe- sandals/flats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pencil case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tote bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother's present&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Godfather's present&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pencil case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are most probably gonna get the same pencil case. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully my mummy will give me money lahhhhhh. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya you know there's people from other countries like USA, Canada, UK, United Arab Emirates, Greece. GOSH. I never knew that. That time when i went to see, there's only USA. Then today i go see. WOAH. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I found out through my Nuffnang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.P.S. I earned $3.60 already. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww nobody's chatting with me on msn, im bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3486123921883036426?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3486123921883036426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/semi-circle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3486123921883036426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3486123921883036426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/semi-circle.html' title='Semi-circle'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/SxJm25NhSyI/AAAAAAAABGA/qZP7kIHMruU/s72-c/BlogPicture25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-2548834875081735576</id><published>2009-11-27T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:40:56.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw_WZ89M2uI/AAAAAAAABF4/OmUq77hCOZ8/s1600/BlogPicture24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw_WZ89M2uI/AAAAAAAABF4/OmUq77hCOZ8/s320/BlogPicture24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408777418843151074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! We are cool people! We got the same name, same pm, same dp, same font, same colour, and we end each sentence with a 'z'.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, you cant differentiate who is who! (unless you know the way we type). :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw_VHzcqYqI/AAAAAAAABFw/ZWssfNLFJeY/s1600/BlogPicture23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw_VHzcqYqI/AAAAAAAABFw/ZWssfNLFJeY/s320/BlogPicture23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408776007541482146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously can you tell the difference? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-2548834875081735576?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2548834875081735576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/zzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2548834875081735576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/2548834875081735576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/zzz.html' title='ZZZ'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw_WZ89M2uI/AAAAAAAABF4/OmUq77hCOZ8/s72-c/BlogPicture24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-8437926717825565250</id><published>2009-11-27T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:47:06.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This very interesting quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What if the guy you liked, liked you back?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Depends lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last drop your phone?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can money buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think women should work or stay at home?&lt;br /&gt;60-40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that if you want something bad enough, you'll get it?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people do you trust one hundred percent?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do you hit the snooze button in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. If im really tired i will press like 2 times. If its school time i wont even press. There's this once, i made the alarm 10am and i snooze until 10.40am. LOL. My snooze is 10 mins de. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ignore people when you're mad/upset with them?&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a fan on?&lt;br /&gt;No. Aircon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people have you kissed who's name started with an M?&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you told anybody you loved them today and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;Today? Haha. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can last in a relationship for 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. OF COURSE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old do you think you will be when you finally have kids?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have kids by 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose hand did you last hold?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you dropped your phone in a puddle?&lt;br /&gt;Scream and stone there, and my friends will just help me pick up, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your mom saved as in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who your real friends are?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you change your eye color to blue?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. But i want hazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date a 13 year old at the age you are now?&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it ever too late to apologize?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who left your life and hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think things will change in the next few months?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the last taste in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;Mentos, lime mint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of your neighbors?&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List three things near you:&lt;br /&gt;Handphone, paper, pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you watched on the TV?&lt;br /&gt;Your hand in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you looked up on Google?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot. I think was lyrics to a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there snow on the ground where you are?&lt;br /&gt;NO. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like when people play with your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Like, play, like, combing and stuffs, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the last thing you "aw'd" at?&lt;br /&gt;Haha i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person who has your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has my heart currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you just had a baby boy! What's his name?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Old Chang Kee cause my Dad bought some for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a complicated relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Hah not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite thing to do in the summer time?&lt;br /&gt;Beach! :D But too bad there isnt any summer in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like silver or gold better?&lt;br /&gt;Sliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever dye your hair blonde?&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the latest you've stayed up in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;12? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your birthday in less than 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! :D 21 May. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider yourself open-minded?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing anything that doesn't belong to you?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate when people call you when you're sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What woke you up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;Walking home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last drink you had?&lt;br /&gt;Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you literally needed someone?&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anything annoy you today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! A LOT. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could, would you punch the last person to hold your hand?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I cant remember who was the last person who held me hand anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know a secret?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your ex was in trouble and you were the only one that could help him/her, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you felt like crying?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot lehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bf/gf cheats on you. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Ignore him for a while, then after that break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing this morning at seven A.M.?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have anything that belongs to a Boyfriend or an ex boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if someone told you they were in love with your brother?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a brother. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last last year were you happier then now?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been called a bitch?&lt;br /&gt;Duh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the next time you will kiss someone on the lips?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had stitches?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you giving up on someone?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. No bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you spend more time on myspace or facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you crack your knuckles?&lt;br /&gt;Im trying not to but waiting for some idiot, i did. SHITASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing yesterday at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your phone is ringing. It's your ex. What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you miss somebody right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're wasting your time on the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I dont really like anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's clothes are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Mine la. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish things were different with someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you easy to make mad?&lt;br /&gt;Make mad? Get mad ah? Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe ex's can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has a guy ever let you wear his jacket?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Another idiot la, ownself cold still wanna give me his jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person you had a thing with comes up to you and says "I'm sorry..."&lt;br /&gt;LOL. He shouldn't say sorry. I should say sorry. Okay but if he say that then i will reply "for what?". Heh. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Kopped from Shimin in Facebook. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-8437926717825565250?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8437926717825565250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-very-interesting-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8437926717825565250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/8437926717825565250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-very-interesting-quiz.html' title='This very interesting quiz'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-6722164859168121269</id><published>2009-11-27T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:31:42.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 is boomz</title><content type='html'>Went to watch 2012 with Adrian and Yanyong today.&lt;div&gt;Suppose to be me, Leona, Adrian but Leona last minute cant so Adrian go call Yanyong. Then, okay lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached there at 12 and waited with Yanyong for Adrian for 30 mins, SILENTLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to buy the tickets. The queue was very very long. -..-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what. We sat at the very front row. Goddamn it. No more spaces for 3 people le. Sian. Watch until very very uncomfortable. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K anyway, after we bought our tickets, we saw Billy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we went CS, and we saw Billy again! And they were in front of us. They walk kinda fast la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so there were still time left so we went to Open Plaza. Its very very hot so we sat at the playground that actually has a little shade, and gang gang hao there's 3 slides. So we each sit at the top of the slide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yanyong is the second guy who initiated to take a picture. Cause we were reading those things that people wrote on top of the playground then suddenly Yanyong was like, "Lets take a picture." Haha! I was shocked. But, we didnt take pictures cause me and Adrian dao-ed him. Muahaha. ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shimin, you'll love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 1.45pm and the movie is 1.50pm so we quickly go buy some food and went in. Front row really sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was very nice. All the effects and all. But, the front row still sucks! You will sit until very uncomfortable. Roar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K i repeating it but seriously... Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie, we went to the Mac opposite the KFC. Played this really lame but funny game. Talked a lot there. Yeah. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we decided to go to some void deck cause we stayed there quite long le so we started walking to the void deck near the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't find any place to sit down and stuffs so we walked one big round without even noticing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to T1 the R. But it was drizzling so not fun. And we went down, and walked around T1 aimlessly again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we finally decided to go this void deck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, talk talk talk, and Yanyong wants to go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took 22 with Adrian home. And tada. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha hanging out with them wasn't as weird as i expected. I thought i will be damn weird cause we will have nothing to say but actually we do, and a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yanyong is a really really funny person. You can laugh like crazy even seeing his face. His expressions are worst. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha please dont 想歪 there's nothing going on between any of us. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no plans for tomorrow. Boring. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-6722164859168121269?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6722164859168121269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-is-boomz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6722164859168121269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/6722164859168121269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-is-boomz.html' title='2012 is boomz'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-7804011060230509044</id><published>2009-11-26T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:54:20.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hahaha after blogging about the bonding camp im really lazy to blog about today already. But, im gonna post the pictures. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw55gV9n7zI/AAAAAAAABFo/OOAFLnTry9s/s1600/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26YapXin4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw55gV9n7zI/AAAAAAAABFo/OOAFLnTry9s/s320/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26YapXin4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408393799076933426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw55TUzWsQI/AAAAAAAABFg/BP7kR51cCmQ/s1600/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26YapXin3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw55TUzWsQI/AAAAAAAABFg/BP7kR51cCmQ/s320/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26YapXin3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408393575427125506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw55TCfMIhI/AAAAAAAABFY/3kP75lLygH8/s1600/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26YapXin2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw542k1yKYI/AAAAAAAABD4/uaZYCAwDNGY/s320/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26YapXin1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408393081516075394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw542Cs-W4I/AAAAAAAABDw/jAoF3yzfcTo/s1600/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26Tiffany1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw542Cs-W4I/AAAAAAAABDw/jAoF3yzfcTo/s320/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26Tiffany1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408393072352320386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. First we met up at Paya Lebar and then went to Plaza Sing, Daiso to get the stuffs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then realised there dont have the things that we need so MRT to Vivo to get the things and yeah, everything we need was there except 2 things. Sian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to the top floor and took all those pictures! (: Happy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a freaking short post, sorry. Hah. Blog tomorrow again! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-7804011060230509044?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7804011060230509044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-for-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7804011060230509044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7804011060230509044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-for-farewell.html' title='Shopping for farewell'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw55gV9n7zI/AAAAAAAABFo/OOAFLnTry9s/s72-c/ChuTing%26Gloria%26HuiTing%26Jasmine%26YapXin4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-1985150161733059756</id><published>2009-11-26T18:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:38:48.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding camp 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw5euC7LJKI/AAAAAAAABDo/7hi5P_7Ggbw/s1600/ChuTing%26Claudia%26Gracia%26Jeannie%26SiJia%26YapXin1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw5euC7LJKI/AAAAAAAABDo/7hi5P_7Ggbw/s320/ChuTing%26Claudia%26Gracia%26Jeannie%26SiJia%26YapXin1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408364347670602914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw5et4ZC6TI/AAAAAAAABDg/gCBtxHB8ArA/s1600/Cherie%26Sherilyn%26Tiffany1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw5et4ZC6TI/AAAAAAAABDg/gCBtxHB8ArA/s320/Cherie%26Sherilyn%26Tiffany1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408364344843102514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Im really back on the 25th but yesterday i was too tired so i didnt bother to use the computer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group name: Leo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group members: Cherie, Claudia, Gracia, Jeannie, Chu Ting, Sherilyn, Si Jia, Tiffany, Yap Xin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reported at 8.30am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After they check our bags, we had our finale preparation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to do a skit with the theme 'Waltz Disney'. So we had a story of Disney Princesses all wanting to marry this handsome prince. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yap Xin: Narrator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherie: Prince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sherilyn: Queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claudia: Sleeping Beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracia: Cinderella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeannie: Mulan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chu Ting: Belle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tessa: Snow White.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany: Jasmine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si Jia: Little Mermaid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had badgework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then lunch. Lunch was too little, the quantity, i feel. Okay almost everybody thinks so la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then we had Amazing Race! Got back our phones and wallet. Took pictures but all with Claudia's phone except that 2 on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Places we went to in order: Tiong Bahru, Vivo City, Marina Square, Clarke Quay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Tiong Bahru, we are suppose to play a game of charade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time we played is damn short. Kinda stupid la, cause, we spent so much time travel there, then only play a 10 minute game. Wasted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Vivo, we are suppose to find clues and then go to the next place to find the next clue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasted super a lot of time when finding the clue number 2. Keep running here running there. In the end, its not there already. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Marina Square, we are suppose to take pictures with people who has had the things that we had chosen. Like example, we chose, dangling ear rings, 5. So we have to take a picture with 5 different people with dangling ear rings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tio 4 newspaper, 3 cameras with at least 5 mega pixels (handphone counted), 5 boots. Boots is totally impossible so we exchanged the boots for minus 5 mins. Initially we had 25 mins to take the pictures so left 20 mins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The newspaper we go Cafe to find. Muahahaha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finished very fast. Like, 15 mins? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Clarke Quay, we are suppose to randomly choose a song from this container and sing a part of it and your group members are suppose to guess the song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Sherilyn tio Da Da Da by Cindy Wang. Heard that song before but dont know how to sing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the next part, we have to hear a part of a song and say out the lyrics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what, all the songs are raps/fast fast fast fast songs. But at last, they gave us Sorry Sorry, and Cherie guessed it correct but its after 4 songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the sec2s have to dance Sorry Sorry and the sec1s just have to watch them. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were kinda the first cause we finished all the stations first among the 2 groups that finished all the stations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we have to figure out the places in our school to get clues to get to the final place to find Xin Yi and Ruth (like the Vivo one). We got stuck at the History Room one cause the staircases were all locked. Sian. So we went to the canteen to wait for our dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, too little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot what we had. I think was Judo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super fun. I think im more hiong than last time. :) Attacker all the way. I have 2 big bruises on my knee. Damn pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went to bathe. Rushed a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, night games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First station, Worship hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wth. Its not scary. But they all acted as though its super super scary until i dont dare to go in. And also cause not enough time, me, Shimin, Sherilyn didnt went in. I feel so sad and so bad. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second station, Parade square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivian and Xin Yi were quite scary. Lin Ting was okay only. We have to find 14 words around the parade square and unscramble the words and guess what's the phrase. K i'll tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You are never alone in the dark for i am always right beside you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda freaky yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Vivian and Xin Yi tried to scared us. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third station, Church carpark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are suppose to remember this secret message and walk from the side of the church there to the D&amp;amp;T room there then from there walk the road outside the indoor stadium then to the GO and remember this tongue twister. The tongue twister is to confuse us. :) And then continue walking too the stairs there to tell Belle the tongue twister. Then, go up the slope of the church carpark to tell the next pair the secret message. If the secret message is wrong at the end, we have to go again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Shimin, Jeannie went. We sang Here I Am to Worship. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya P.S. there's a torchlight provided. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you dont think its not scary. Its dark like shit. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the secret message,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Beware the stares of Bloody Mary, for she had no children, only dolls. If you ever see her in your dreams, do not ever scream. If she ever calls your name, dont ever turn back."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. THIS IS SUPER FREAKY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, i forgot what we had again! DAMN IT. And i think i missed out P&amp;amp;W. I forgot lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K anyway, we had movie marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First movie, Alvin and the Chipmunks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second movie, 恋空, Koizora. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jap movie. Its nice. But i slept halfway. Sian. I really couldn't take it so i slept while lying on my front on Heng Ning's sleeping bag, horizon-tarally to my sleeping bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third movie, Haunted Mansion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think by that time everybody die le. So, yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 6.30am. Had some time to wash up. My hair was disgusting, bleah. I cant not wash my hair in the morning, im serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K anyway, had breakfast. Leo was kinda sad cause we didnt have any jam/whatever at first until later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was P&amp;amp;W. And then badgework. Had to write a eulogy. LOL. Cute. (: After that we had extra time so we were doing some 'hand tricks' with Yan Bing Jie and talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was finale preparation i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then played captain ball with toilet paper wrapped in garbage bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First match: Leo VS Crux, 12-6. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we decided not to play captain ball so we went to the Worship hall to play Judo. My knees were still okay at that time but a little bit pain so cant crawl so fast. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then it was lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, we had to cut out celebrities and make a collage on 2 mahjong papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first i was the one cutting the celebrities but after that i got bored so i went to help paste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the sec3s come to play. Eunice was cutting out the ugliest person in Fahrenheit and pasting Aaron beside Jesse Mccartney. LOL. I laughed like crazy cause she was like, what, my boyfriend this, my boyfriend that. So i went to get girls and paste around Aaron and i told Eunice and she was like, "Eee she so ugly!" that kind of thing. Hahahaha! Then Jasmine got bored so she cut out people's head and paste on people that she doesnt likes and its damn damn funny. Laughed like crazy. The sec3s laughed like crazy and i laughed with them cause their laughter is very funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyway after that was dirty games. Hah. Fun fun fun! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First station, graffiti wall. We are suppose to play a game of Twister for 10 mins without falling and lots of disgusting stuffs was poured on the Twister mat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a stain at my shorts that looks like shit there. Unglam. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second station, field. We are suppose to use 2 fingers and take the cup that has holes at the side and go over obstacles. Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third station, lower sec block. We are suppose to catch as many water bombs as possible from Belle on the second floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth station, outdoor basketball court. We are suppose to take 2 super a lot of disgusting things cloths and using the pants for support and snatch from other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first i got 2, then snatch snatch until i left 0. But in the last minute i go snatch until i got 4. Therefore, i won. Me and Chu Ting won! Wheee! We need not tio the forfeits. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we got to bathe but in a not very long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we took canteen chairs to other Fu Tang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was mass dance. We danced to Sorry Sorry, Nobody, And G. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherie is awesome at Nobody. Hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was Judo! At the concourse. Woah, by that time my knee hurts a lot already. So i really couldn't crawl fast. So i slowly slowly, and didnt play until very hiong. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our team won anyway. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we played some games like scissors paper stone and then the loser have to join the winner and the catcher have to catch people and the people have to hold hands with the catcher to catch other people. I think i was one of the last 5 to get caught. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that we were very sweaty already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then it was BBQ! Vivian, Ruth, Jee Lee were the one helping us to start the fire and all. Thank you a lot. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec1s was not very bonded. Just, like that lor. The sec2s were all singing songs and all. So jealous b: . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! Dont care! We next year must be better than them! Hopefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate raw food and they taste disgusting. I haven had diarrhoea yet ya know. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we had the finale, which is all our skits. You have to admit Leo's skit the best but the other groups' were funny too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had cakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracia and Annabel is leaving for IP. Gracia VJC, Annabel TJC. ): Take care. Gave Gracia a hug and wished her good luck. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, break camp! WOOHOO. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine's mum sent us home, and she is awesome. I think she only sent Heng Ning home once and she can totally remember where Heng Ning stay. Awesome. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for making this post so damn long and boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk i blogged for so damn long. Im tired. I go ea my dinner. Then i come back and blogged about today. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-1985150161733059756?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1985150161733059756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/bonding-camp-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/1985150161733059756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/1985150161733059756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/bonding-camp-09.html' title='Bonding camp 09'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/Sw5euC7LJKI/AAAAAAAABDo/7hi5P_7Ggbw/s72-c/ChuTing%26Claudia%26Gracia%26Jeannie%26SiJia%26YapXin1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-4024837748815062018</id><published>2009-11-23T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:50:08.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flushed away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WILL BE BACK ON THE &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25TH&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continue tagging though. Tyvm. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-4024837748815062018?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4024837748815062018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/flushed-away_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4024837748815062018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/4024837748815062018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/flushed-away_23.html' title='Flushed away'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-1732816980298884308</id><published>2009-11-22T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:03:23.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Swk2HgOVwUI/AAAAAAAABDY/COqUOf55zU0/s1600/Jasmine30edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Swk2HgOVwUI/AAAAAAAABDY/COqUOf55zU0/s320/Jasmine30edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406912330172055874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Swk2HWljHbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/RKrh-b5wWFo/s1600/Rachel13edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Swk2HWljHbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/RKrh-b5wWFo/s320/Rachel13edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406912327585045938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Swk2HI8GqrI/AAAAAAAABDI/ee5_EgTa2BI/s1600/Tiffany15edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/Swk2HI8GqrI/AAAAAAAABDI/ee5_EgTa2BI/s320/Tiffany15edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406912323921554098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! Picnik is fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got bored so i went to edit some pictures. Added some emo phrases, muahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine's picture's major unglam. Who ask her, go post unglam pictures of me. b: REVENGE. MUAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh im really bored! Can someone talk to me or something? GAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-1732816980298884308?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1732816980298884308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/picnik_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/1732816980298884308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/1732816980298884308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/picnik_22.html' title='Picnik'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/Swk2HgOVwUI/AAAAAAAABDY/COqUOf55zU0/s72-c/Jasmine30edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-7823675325175287197</id><published>2009-11-22T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:36:41.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im stung by the quiz-bug, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Do you have any secrets.&lt;/div&gt;Duh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy/girl who is younger/older then you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. But sometimes i really dont feel like going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars ?&lt;br /&gt;Shop, eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Being loved by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out any of your most favourite bands .&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any most favoutite bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favourite food ?&lt;br /&gt;WOAH. LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes there is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry ?&lt;br /&gt;Irritating people.. I dont know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time ?&lt;br /&gt;Successful career woman. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you ?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are the most important things in life?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's trust. LOL. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;so not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Tiffany. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Single or attached ?&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are your favourite colours ?&lt;br /&gt;I like a lot of colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give your all in a relationship ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you are in love with 2 people simultaneously , who would you pick ?&lt;br /&gt;DEPENDS. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive &amp;amp; forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you really want now ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What type of people you hate the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is your best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What drink do you like most ?&lt;br /&gt;I like a lot of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who are your best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW. (wth. the difference between question 23 and 21 is the 'is' and the 'are')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How good are them to you?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What did they do to you then you will be cheerful ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have a stead ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What makes you love him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What are the most horrible things to you in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;People lying to me, just to get something better/whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who do you hate most in your heart forever &amp;amp; forever ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont hate anybody actually. Just dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What things will make you angry ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who is most important in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;(i thought ask before already? -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What will you do if you have nothing ?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing? I will find something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who do you love most ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who sleeps with you every night ?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy. But sometimes i sleep on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you miss someone everyday that you cant sleep ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Which teacher you hate most ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did any teacher help you before ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. If you have many money till you cannot spend what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Kill/fight is the coolest thing ?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What do you expect to be tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Not so boring. Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who do you feel worried for in the world ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What do you want the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you love someone who have moles ?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. You want someone to love you or you love someone ?&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever experience true love ?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Liars. (although i lie too, boo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there anyone that you care about more than yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who is the best person to cheer you up ?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Alaric? :D People that made me laugh easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who can you trust?&lt;br /&gt;Errr... Not one, &lt;b&gt;yet&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What are you wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow shirt and yellow pants. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you want someone to be your's now ?&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What time is it right now ?&lt;br /&gt;2.12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you go for looks ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Whats the first letter of the person you like ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont really like anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Why you like the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Would you stay overnight at his/her house?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Would you tell him/her everything about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Who is the person who tagged you ?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody. I kopped. Im a meanass. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. How are you feeling right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Are you missing anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What you wish to have most now ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What do you wish to do now ?&lt;br /&gt;People to talk to me. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Would you call him/her now ?&lt;br /&gt;Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Would you do anything with the person you love ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Anyone always in your mind ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. If today was the last day of your life what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. What is your goal for this year ?&lt;br /&gt;Achieve what's on my wishlist, be a better person. (none fulfilled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What feeling do you love the most ?&lt;br /&gt;ANGRY AND SAD. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;HAPPY LA. WHO LIKES TO BE ANGRY/SAD YOU TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. You like doing quizzes ?&lt;br /&gt;Quite. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Who cares for you the most ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. What do you think is the most important thing in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. What are the worst idea you've had this week ?&lt;br /&gt;Not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What were you doing last night at 11pm ?&lt;br /&gt;Playing msn games with Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you have a crush on someone ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Who was the last person to lie in your bed ?&lt;br /&gt;Me? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Last time you smiled ?&lt;br /&gt;Just now. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Hows your mood now ?&lt;br /&gt;Bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Are you always high ?&lt;br /&gt;Not always la. Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Last night, did you go to sleep happily ?&lt;br /&gt;NO. THANKS TO SOMEONE. Nah jk. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. When was the last time you changed your clothes in front of someone ?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday. My mum. She was lying down on her bed and im changing to my PJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Anyone told you a secret this week ?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Did you have a good day yesterday ?&lt;br /&gt;Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What was the highlight of today ?&lt;br /&gt;Computer and chatting all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you ever turn your cell phone off ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. What happened at 3.00am today ?&lt;br /&gt;I was just about to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. When was the last time you took a picture with your number 1 friend ?&lt;br /&gt;Number 1 friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you hate anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Do they know who they are ?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. What is your favourite thing to eat with peanut butter ?&lt;br /&gt;Bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. When did you last cry ?&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Have you ever collapsed on the bathroom floor ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you have a good relationship with your mother ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. When was the last time you bought something ?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Have you ever told someone you love them ?&lt;br /&gt;Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Do you continue fighting in an argument even tho you know you're wrong ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Where are you yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Is there anyone that calls you baby ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. In the next 2 months what are looking forward to most ?&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my new friends. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause i wanna meet new friends. ): (this answer is fucking qian bian, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Who did you last called ?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. What are you thinking of right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Dont know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. When and where was the last time you partied ?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Have you ever sat and waited for someone to come online ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. When was the last time you laughed so hard you thought you were going to cry ?&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Cause of the squeeze cone-shaped boobs thing la! (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106. Did you tell someone something today ?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Do you make-up ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. Do you like dressing up ?&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. Have you ever considered a sex change ?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. What will you buy next ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Have any crazy family members ?&lt;br /&gt;No. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112. Are you bored ?&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. What's on your mind right now ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. What are you wearing ?&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Any plans for today ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116. What's the connection between you and the last person that called you ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Mummy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. What's your favourite Gatorade flavour ?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118. What's the nicest text in your inbox says and from who ?&lt;br /&gt;I lazy go check. My inbox a lot of messages. I think its from Heng NIng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. What's beside you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120. Where do you want to be right now ?&lt;br /&gt;OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. What is it that you find so hard to forget ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;122. What's your name ?&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. Male/Female ?&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Your birthday ?&lt;br /&gt;21 May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125. Country you're from ?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126. Do you have a boyfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. Can you describe how you look like ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128. What are you doing now ?&lt;br /&gt;This quiz and texting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. What are you wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;3RD TIME YOU ASKED ME THIS QUESTION YOU POOPOO. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. Whose your best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. Do you love yourself ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132. What are you listening right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133. Are you hoping for something ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. What you adores the most ?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. How many family members do you have ?&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. Who are they ?&lt;br /&gt;Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. Who you love the most in your family ?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138. Does this person love you ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. Can you describe the person ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140. If you lose someone if your family, what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;CRY LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. If someone insult your family, what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Scold that person back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Are there someone you hate in your family ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. Are you crushing or currently steading with someone ?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not the second one but i dont know about the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144. If you do, what's his/her name ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. How old is he/she ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146. What school is he/she in ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147. Do you both meet before ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148. Can you describe how he/she look like ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149. How much do you love him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150. If you're single, would you love someone else instead of him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151. Do you hope he/she loves you too ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152. Will you consider being with him/her for your future ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153. If he/she ask you for sex, would you want ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;154. What did you last drank/eaten ?&lt;br /&gt;Fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;155. Who did you last texted ?&lt;br /&gt;Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156. Whose the last to comment you in friendster ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have Friendster acc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157. Whose th last person you chat with ?&lt;br /&gt;Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158. When did you last see your best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159. Who do you last kissed with ?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160. What does your last text says ?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. 37? 35! - Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;161. Who did you last hang out with ?&lt;br /&gt;Samantha and Boon Khong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;162. When did you last see your stead/crush ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163. Where did you last went to ?&lt;br /&gt;Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;164. Who did you last met ?&lt;br /&gt;Samantha and Boon Khong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165. When did you really laugh out loud ?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;166. What show/movie did you last watch ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;SHITCAKE. I FORGOT. AH HAH! POKER KING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;167. Who did you last spend your happiest moment with ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168. How many besties do you have ?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169. Who are they ?&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170. Do all your besties know each other ?&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171. Who do you spend the most time with ?&lt;br /&gt;The usuals. :) Rachel, Jasmine, Shimin, Heng Ning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;172. Who do you spend the lesser time with ?&lt;br /&gt;LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;173. Do you love any of them ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;174. Do you enjoy every seconds with them ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;175. Do you think they enjoy being with you ?&lt;br /&gt;IF THEY DONT, I'LL NEVER BE HIGH WHEN IM WITH THEM AGAIN. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;176. Did you lied to them before ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Who doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;177. Does all of them have friendster ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;178. How about msn ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;179. Do you talk to them often ?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180. Taken or single ?&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;181. Do you like it ?&lt;br /&gt;I not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;182. Would you still kiss your ex ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183. Have you ever had your heart broken ?&lt;br /&gt;Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;184. Do you believe that cheating is bad ?&lt;br /&gt;Cheating as in in tests or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;185. Are you missing some one special right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;186. Do you want children ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. CUTE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;187. If yes, how many ?&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;188. Would you consider adoption ?&lt;br /&gt;I would. But i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;189. If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you ?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;190. Do you believe in celebrating an anniversary ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;191. Do you get butterflies when you're around your crush ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;192. Do any of your ex still have feelings for you ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;193. Have you slept at a boyfriend house ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;194. Who would you spend the most time of your life with ?&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;195. Does anyone know your password to your friendster beside yourself ?&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a Friendster acc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;196. Are you an emotional person ?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;197. Have you ever lost a friendship over something stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;198. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite/same sex ?&lt;br /&gt;As a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;199. Are you afraid of pain ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200. If you're unhappy, what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;I wont really show out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;(muahahaha. that means you guys wont know if im happy or unhappy. muahahha. i feel happy. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Kk finally done. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-7823675325175287197?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7823675325175287197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-stung-by-quiz-bug-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7823675325175287197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/7823675325175287197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-stung-by-quiz-bug-again.html' title='Im stung by the quiz-bug, again.'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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-5191509283703500088.post-3553243269508944942</id><published>2009-11-22T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:57:05.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrian Ang is a poopoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SwgpKG7YQ8I/AAAAAAAABCo/NFoz1ggwT20/s1600/BlogPicture22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ac9XkE4jzms/SwgpKG7YQ8I/AAAAAAAABCo/NFoz1ggwT20/s320/BlogPicture22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406616606293377986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(inside joke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at that highlighted pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adrian Ang&lt;/b&gt; is a very very mean and bad poopoo. He first come disturb me, and then he still 'poor Tiffany' me. If he suddenly msn you with this sentence, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;'actually you cant just ask me like that cause i really dont know. have to really depends.' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, just ignore him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K thank you very much. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. This is crap. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.P.S. This is a warning to you guys. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5191509283703500088-3553243269508944942?l=promiscuouslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3553243269508944942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/adrian-ang-is-poopoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3553243269508944942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5191509283703500088/posts/default/3553243269508944942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiscuouslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/adrian-ang-is-poopoo.html' title='Adrian Ang is a poopoo'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848783177400254794</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/_ac9XkE4jzms/SwgpKG7YQ8I/AAAAAAAABCo/NFoz1ggwT20/s72-c/BlogPicture22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5191509283703500088.post-6998499046691822013</id><published>2009-11-21T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:06:02.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths (repeat)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;LASTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1. Last beverage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Coke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;2. Last phone call:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;3. Last text message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Hahaa. I wont. :) - Adrian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;4. Last song you listened to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Broken hearted girl. Cause i just came from Huiting's blog. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;5. Last time you cried:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:12.0pt;margin-left: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:12.0pt;margin-left: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;7. Been cheated on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:12.0pt;margin-left: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;9. Lost someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;10. Been depressed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:
