<?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-30582339</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:05:35.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEIYAN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116894341202947597</id><published>2007-01-16T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T02:30:13.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, everyone's too busy for loong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna post an entry last saturday. but then my entry zip crash boomed outtasite. so, there goes another completely irrelevant entry.&lt;br /&gt;today is... tuesday. therefore i shall blog from... monday? haha. okay here goes.&lt;br /&gt;monday. pe. ran 5 rounds as a class. had to go superduper slow. better off walking. haha, but it was surprisingly not so bad. i mean, 5 rounds IS 2km. before and after pe, we chased the guys out of class so we could be obscene. hah, kidding! its quite retarded coz the toilet IS a stone's throw away. literally. and.. um we met some of our teachers.. appointed the class com. jae sung's the hygiene director. and that is such a suckish title. i mean, cleanliness rep sounds mucho better? our teachers are.. okay. our science teacher caught us all for drawstrings. it was scaaaary! and we all looked so gay with our high skirts. poo. and then there was tennis trials which was nerve wreacking coz.. there were 47 girls! 19 didnt turn up. ah, anyway. after trials stayed longer to plaaay. and then i went home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, which is today, we had our seating arrangements. im sitting in front! i feel short. i think our math teacher is really loud. he's not fierce though. he's very fierce. haha, im just quoting! and we had to do this student inventory thing. blah, school was okay. and we learnt the abdullah pose. ladodum. tmr theres the science challenge. me kai and hsiangwei... are going to.. not.. do.. well. unless we have a super lucky dice! haha, its gonna take a miracle to get thru this preliminary. and.... thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel quite. boo. today. if you know what i mean. ): &lt;-- hinthint&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116894341202947597?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116894341202947597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116894341202947597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116894341202947597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116894341202947597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/haha-everyones-too-busy-for-loong.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116866488670292166</id><published>2007-01-12T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T21:08:06.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLLLLLLLLO. wallowWHOOSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116866488670292166?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116866488670292166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116866488670292166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116866488670292166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116866488670292166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/hellllllllllo_12.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116842646193631869</id><published>2007-01-10T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T02:54:22.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mass dance is murderous. haha, i cant dance for nutssss.  Guy dancers are....... wwwoooo ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;monday- tennis! umm, nothing much else i think. OG bonding sessions. mass dance.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday- station games. wet. lots of cheer. tennis. mass dance.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday- french toast. boon lay. running. woodlands. animal game. lots of sweets. lots more sweets. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, orientation sounds pretty boring when i say it huh. hahahhah. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;thursday- probably more bonding and dance.&lt;br /&gt;friday- campfire. and dance again.&lt;br /&gt;Loong Mei Yan reckons dances should be seen and not attempted. oh, and thats a known fact. by meiyan. hahah, oh there were so many jokes today!! and then alot of meh-meh, black magic, fuzzy wuzzy, &lt;strong&gt;johny whoosh&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;light&lt;/strong&gt;, bang bang, &lt;strong&gt;7-11&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;ABCD&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;the mrt one&lt;/strong&gt; and dont know what else. those in bold are those i dont know. AHH, someone tell meeeeee! haha, qiao wei thinks only girls are intelligent enough to know. and therefore im a boy in disguise. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and qiaowei is officially a golf ball. wilona isnt a willy. mervynis mary. kai is xavier. what the. haha, whatever. golf balls are nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116842646193631869?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116842646193631869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116842646193631869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116842646193631869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116842646193631869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/mass-dance-is-murderous.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116815978156571925</id><published>2007-01-07T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:49:42.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yooo!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, its been 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday- first day to school. the seniors skirts were all so short and me and liz kept trying to tidy our uniforms. we had a math diagnostic test and i think its cool that they award 2 marks for blanks. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;thursday- went to mg to visit. mock lectures. MI teacher said Becky had short skirt. HAHA. MI teacher likes to laugh at herself. and we laugh along. haha.&lt;br /&gt;friday- mock lectures. cca carnival. our ogls' refused to let us go for tennis early ! but then lizzy's ogl came to save us! hehe, and then we went to play tennis and then people came and then the tennis team people were all manning the booth and stuff. anywayyy tennis was goooood. after training. haha! liz and becky are panseh-ers.&lt;br /&gt;saturday- first ignyte service for 2007! was good. ended really later, around 9. only got home at 10 plus coz xianwen's parents took long to come ! haha, and ruth told peopld that i ate pear for dinner. haha, what the! haha, my section is cool. my buzz group is a cooler subdivision of the cool section. haha, and then we were supposed to make a poster. continuing this- "wanted: a family". ahahhah then me and davelle and winnie wrote: nice young teenager looking for rich and caring family &lt;strong&gt;with a goldfish&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;hahaha, it was so funny lah. of course thats not it.. anyway, our buzz groups gonna be tightknit yah! really looking toward unity in ignyte.&lt;br /&gt;sunday- church with family. rojak. haha. i did ASSESSMENT! wow wow. anyway, i need to get my specs fixed. wont be blogging weekdays.. probably wont be able to go online so...&lt;br /&gt;show some love for the resurrected compooter!&lt;br /&gt;oh you didnt know? some days ago my computer lived again. awesome right. but then the internet isnt quite working.. Booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off now! bye bye! meiyan loves... hha. you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116815978156571925?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116815978156571925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116815978156571925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116815978156571925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116815978156571925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/yooo-haha-its-been-5-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116773391016871643</id><published>2007-01-02T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T02:31:51.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH. astrid. i forgot all about astrid. &lt;strong&gt;ASTRID LIM&lt;/strong&gt;. HAha, thanks for all the gay laughters. for PAP.. for the the movies where you ogled your eyes out. for the times you lusted after girls. for the time... YOU LIKED MY BROTHER! hahah! come over anytime if you miss my brother. hehe. i know you'll miss my brother more than you'll miss me lah! but NEVERMIND.. nevermind.. LOVE YOU LOTSSSSSSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116773391016871643?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116773391016871643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116773391016871643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116773391016871643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116773391016871643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116770987545842436</id><published>2007-01-01T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:51:15.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELOO! School TOMORROW! YUM! eh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to schoooooool! im really excited. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... NEEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS! haha, who wants to hear my new years resolution for 2007! i know you do! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i shall start out with 7 first. and if theres more.. then we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh. im stuck on my first one. AH! can i come up with new years resolutions for other people? haha, aiya. i'll come up with the less stressful 7 first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. &lt;u&gt;GROW TALLER&lt;/u&gt;. haha, YES! i need to grow, whatever its takes, dugro formula milk, growth hormone.. knee surgery?? jumping.. yes, i just want to grow! so people cant be mean and say im short. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. &lt;u&gt;STOP BEING CYNICAL&lt;/u&gt;. haha, yes, LOONG WILL NOT BE DEPRESSED AS OF... NOW. alright? haha wow this one will be a hard resolution to keep.okay lah, loong can go into the 3rd party mode and start talking about herself as loong (like so), and act like some abnormal being.. and she can go into reflections highway.. but she's no longer given the power to be mean to her friends as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. &lt;u&gt;BE NICER TO FRIENDS&lt;/u&gt;. (haha, this must must be a mutual effort, alright, &lt;em&gt;KAI&lt;/em&gt;?) hahha, yes i will stop insulting, but this effort better be reciprocated okay. haha, if not i will stop trying. nahh, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. &lt;u&gt;BE NICER TO FAMILY&lt;/u&gt;. yeah, mum, dad, lewis. this is for you guys who do not read my blog ! haha, but heck. friends can bear witness to this resolution! and i will try to be more homely like you guys want. haha, and i will not go wild like you think. and i will be very well-behaved okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. &lt;u&gt;BE A GOOD STUDENT!!&lt;/u&gt; yes, im going to be a good student! Yes, tell me you believe it! haha, thanks. im going to stop sleeping in class, im going to stop drawing ugly doodles of teachers, im going to stop talking in class. okay i take that back. a little wont hurt right! and, im going to.. um. oh yeah, im going to stop going to the toilet so often. and ohh! i will try not to get lost in school! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. &lt;u&gt;IMPROVE IN TENNIS&lt;/u&gt;. Yes i suck. i need to improve improve improve. hahaha, because ites been deproving deproving deproving for the longest time and i need to get back on the ball! and lets see. i need to practice.. which reminds me. part of my resolution #6 will be to find myself more tennis kakees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. lucky numbet 7! haha. okay my number 7th resolution will be to &lt;u&gt;NOT BACKSLIDE!&lt;/u&gt; yeap, im going to try to get myself right with God, realign. hahah, yesterday i had a very troubled night and i had a very troubling dream. same as yesterday. yesterday _______ scolded me for something i had been harbouring in my heart for some time now. haha and when i woke up it hit me. and today, i forgot what i dreamt about. yeah anyway, im still struggling to be a better person. as in, yeah, i know im a very mean person at heart. so nevermind, im still under construction. so you, rebuke me if you must! just make sure its out of love! hahah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go! my 7 core resolutions. id better work hard at it now! some look quite hard lah. though reasonable.. hard. especially the last part ):. nevermind, i will try my very very best. &lt;em&gt;THE BEST IS YET TO COME&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116770987545842436?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116770987545842436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116770987545842436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116770987545842436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116770987545842436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/heloo-school-tomorrow-yum-eh-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116765121998694255</id><published>2007-01-01T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:07:55.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now.. time for CLASSMATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eunice&lt;/strong&gt;! haha, hello sexyy! what ever happened to those starbucking days! okay its more like A starbucking day..but i think that day was great yah. and we used to talk so much.. but now. on msn its never the same as in face to face. and all those hugs! ahh.. i will miss those hugs. we must meet up alright.. Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt;! Uh, i dont think i was very close to you this year. but! you owe me a t-shirt! WOOOOOOOOOOT! yeahh. its sad that the veggies were not as close as before.. ahh. anyway, haha, doing projects with you guys.. oh my, the gunbound days.. AH! and you kept saying i was noobish. whatever whatever. i rock at kal and you know it! hahahah! i dont know whether you still play, but if one day i decide that i should miss you, hahah, we'll have a game together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;! helllo peatan i wasnt very close to you this year either! but then i still rmb when you came to my church, you responded to altercalll! haha, i hope that as you go into 07, you will be able to come to know God more.. okay, and if you ever want to come to my church.. call me! :D otherwise, i will call you! haha, smileeeee cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt;! hello you! minesweeperrooo! kem kaizen was fun fun fun with you in my group. and all the drawings we tried to do for the poop pee with plee.. backfired! haha, nevermind, continue to draw with your God given talents. continue to excel, in terms of academics, and tennis! Shine for God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jinnie&lt;/strong&gt;! haha, why am i writing this for you mann. oh right because i wrote one for kai and liz and theyre going to be in the same school and i really ought to be saying the same thing to them. "why am i writing those for you!" hahaha, anyway, i really had fun talking to you about. heidoudou! ahhh heidoudou heidoudou. all my memory of heidoudou is.. just a name. poof! nevermind, it served to bring us closer right. Yes its true, it always takes a guy to bring girls to be better friends. Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelly Hannah and gang&lt;/strong&gt;. Tuesday cult! AHH! you will be missed. i think tuesday cult had less than 3 going-outs together! haha, thats quite sad. maybe one day when yall are going out before tennis and we are dismissed from school.. Ahhh? Ahh! yeap yeap. you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jo- ann, Joanna, Andrea&lt;/strong&gt;! Ahh you three! haha, i always invite you guys to my church! and guess what! I'll continue to do so! okay okay? yay. then we can be island creamarians ! Woot, and we will grow fat together. hahah, kidding! Jo-ann if you still dont have a home church.. COME! Okay?? &lt;strong&gt;CHARMAINE &lt;/strong&gt;AND &lt;strong&gt;DENISE&lt;/strong&gt; ALSO! You guys will be sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KATT&lt;/strong&gt;! My wife of less than 2 years! do you know that i will miss you loads loads. what kind of marriage is this!? oh the devastating cruelty of separation. haha, im being a gay drama mama. haha, nvm, youre the mama of the house, let you be the gay drama mama. YOU OWE ME YOGHURT. YOUR HOMEMADE YOGHURT. hahah, when you feel emo. tell me ! haha, what kind of husband do i look like if my wife is all battered and bruised. oh yah, a abusive husband. see, you dont want that right! so, IM GONNA MISS YOU ALOT. can we just meet. and cry. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lipin&lt;/strong&gt;! SCHOOL OF MEI YAN! lol lol lol. okay not very funny. but ahh, im going to miss you. im going to miss the hugs i forced upon you. though we werent very close this year.. im still going to miss you. squash- anytime yah! we will reunite and wreak the courts. haha, whatever that is wreakable.. like.. the LIGHTS! haha, kidding kidding. kangkong one day! Have fun in 07! Loveeeeeee! WE HAVE YET TO DO OUR 50 SMSes THINGY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, who have i left out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116765121998694255?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116765121998694255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116765121998694255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116765121998694255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116765121998694255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/now.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116764989610110502</id><published>2007-01-01T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:11:36.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah, and now this part.. is for my lovely phonies! Haha, no lah. my phonies are not phoney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIANG XIANWEN&lt;/strong&gt;! guess who from MG im going to miss the most. guess ! guess ! 50 tries! haha, kidding. YES, YOU! even though i barely talk to you in school.. youre probably the first person i call when i am feeling emo..? Did you know that? well now you know. haha, you're like my emergency hotline lah. anyway thanks for that. thanks for all the advice youve given me which ive stubbornly turned a deaf ear to BECAUSE THEY DIDNT MAKE ANY SENSE... and were embarassing.. haha, well i still am grateful for that anyway. and wow, from 6 times a week to 1 time a week. what a blow for me. oh wait, i do that in the holidays already. HAHHAH, okay ignore that comment. just know that youre not given the liberty to choose not to pick up my calls. haha. haha, and ahahah once again. Lovee!! (x1000000000000000000000000) One day we will invent a glass polymer that will be able to withstand our singing! PACT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marisa&lt;/strong&gt;! Well i wasnt able to talk to you alot because you were always not with your phone. rather, your phone was not with you. aiya, sama sama lah. haha! well, i arent you glad i saved you! the day before yesterday with _______! Haha, no! I cannot do the _____ thing on my own! I need your help yeahh! ahah xianwen lahh. xianwens such an ass for not giving good advice. we should do our conference one day. and that day i'll be all set and ready to cough for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serene&lt;/strong&gt;! I really really doubt the fact that you'll ever read this? But im just going to do it because you are one of my phonies! sadly we only got closer the later end of the year, but heck, the best is yet to come! we have so much to look forward to, in CH, fuel. we're in the same section and everything! and instead of always listening to my problems, i wanna hear yours too alright. you have got to be sad at some point in life, and i wanna be your phony when that happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt;! eh. youre not much of a phony. considering that we only had one phone conversation. But, it was really fun, that one. all the retarded jokes. SUGAR. i still dont know how in the world we got to sugar! hahah, nevermind. youre like the best JOKER lah.the most jokes, and theyre funny. hahah, dont mind me sharing yeah? we must spread the jokes far and wide, and make people laugh their lame bones (or funny bones) off. okay okay? yay. but i still credit you as the best joker i know.&lt;br /&gt;Joke: im cold and i like sugar. what am i? haha, answer is.. David!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my other phonies are not worth mention.. Hardeharhar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116764989610110502?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116764989610110502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116764989610110502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116764989610110502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116764989610110502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/hah-and-now-this-part.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116764748298962990</id><published>2007-01-01T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T02:31:23.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEAR YEW EVERYONE. OOPS. LOL. LET ME CORRECT THAT.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Watchnight was aw-wee-some! A time of powerful prayer, a time of amazing testimonies, a time of praise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006.. wow, so many things happened. so many PEOPLE have made this year so, so, so SPECIAL... And you know what, I'm going to do some shout outs now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BELOVED STBH PEOPLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kai&lt;/strong&gt;! Ahh, you're an ass. haha, i kid you yes. classmate! Thanks for.. This is a toughie. haha, thanks for all the arguments, debates, nonsense, wow. I think youre the first person who did a full-fledged crappersation with me! thanks for those times you TRIED to be nicer to me. which in the end didnt work out too well.. because someone decided to pretend to not know he was insulting someone, and subconsciously unmaking peoples days, months, even years. Tennis Kakeee. hahah, from where you were.. the first time when you were just hitting outs after outs after outs.. Haha, but now youre so much better than me. ahh! Goood for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liz&lt;/strong&gt;! DITZY DIZZY LIZZY. hahaha. schoolmate! ahh thanks for all the times we talked.. about cow.. _____ .. and for all the times youve let me flip your phone and you risking spoiling your phone to a whole new level.. wow, that takes courage. hah kidding. i know youre having some tough times at home, but trust in God, it will work out. One thing i thanked God for this year was for seeing me through tough times, relationships with my family. and maybe this year, at the end when you look back and reflect, you can say the same too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meiyan&lt;/strong&gt;! Haha, can i thank myself? for being there for myself? haha, nah. im going to give myself a scolding. Hush, this is a defining moment. LOONG MEI YAN. YOU PIECE OF CHEWED UP SPAT OUT PIECE OF CARROT STICK ! (that was random) hahah, why were you so cynical?? why do you keep looking for your second best friend when theres so many awesome people around you! Tsktsk. Now you, go straight up to bed. Youre grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn im grounded. i dont suppose i can continue using the com.. Haha, KIDDING. well the gay and high thing i had this morning still hasnt worn off. alright, i'll make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nick&lt;/strong&gt;! JDT JDT JDT JDT. did you get my thankyous? damn. ahh. jdt's not working anymore. figures. it never really worked in the first place.. oh well. anyway, hope you get your. thing sorted out.. To be honest im still in shock. But i wanna be there to listen to your "wo bu zhi dao wo bu zhi dao wo bu zhi dao" even if thats all you ever say. hahah alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pearlygooooooose&lt;/strong&gt;! I WILL MISS YOU CARGOSHIPLOADS. ahh, wheres the lasagne? the carbonara? the garlic bread? throw me a feast. im an emotional eater! ): thanks for being such a difficult person to communicate with. what with the "you have a brother called ________"? ass, ass, ass. i hope you do manage to correct that boob habit you have.. and oh yeah. i hope that you will learn to be more  patient with the people you teach guitar. DONT LAUGH AT THEM. ahahaahahah! being laughed at by a goose has certainly dropped my self- esteem by like... wow. hahah, but nevermind! the goose is awesome! better a goose than a duck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other people i want to thank for an awesome year.. coming up right after this commercial break! Love! for now. haha, which means 1/2 love. alright, 1/2 Love to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116764748298962990?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116764748298962990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116764748298962990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116764748298962990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116764748298962990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-near-yew-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116748753443034136</id><published>2006-12-30T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T06:05:49.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david~please observe a moment of silence for my hair says:&lt;br /&gt;why did the woman attempt to run across the road&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;because she had legs&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;because she hadnt shaved her legs&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;because she would like to shave her legs&lt;br /&gt;david~please observe a moment of silence for my hair says:&lt;br /&gt;wrong&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;because she ran out of veet&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;because she wanted to help her husband shave his legs&lt;br /&gt;david~please observe a moment of silence for my hair says:&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;david~please observe a moment of silence for my hair says:&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;because she thought shaving cream smelt nice&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;because she needed a shaver&lt;br /&gt;david~please observe a moment of silence for my hair says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;does it have anything to do with shaving?&lt;br /&gt;david~please observe a moment of silence for my hair says:&lt;br /&gt;noooope&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan says:&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116748753443034136?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116748753443034136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116748753443034136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116748753443034136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116748753443034136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/lol-davidplease-observe-moment-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116747875453463165</id><published>2006-12-30T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T03:39:14.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howdy Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Woo, im feeling high today for no particular reason. no wait. there must be a reason. i think its the ice cream :D THANK YOU SISTER JOANNE. today we went to church at 9am for a time of service and it was really awesome. i think the leaders and the pastors have really great plans for Trinity @ Adam, and im definitely glad to be part of it. im sure we will be able to hit 350!&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to our respective umm ministry thingys, and yeah. im excited about Genesis! And i only just realised why it was called Genesis. coz its like, God created ______, and it was good. cool cool.&lt;br /&gt;After that we had lunch at macs! the ch-ers. and our dear friend serene didnt wait for me! Poo.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i cant wait for the new year. Family Communion and Watchnight tomorrow! And Davelles my sp, so thats really really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I think God has given me so much in this year, 2006. I think life has been so much more fulfilling, definitely a change from the choppy waters of 05. but anyway, im loving it. im proud to be a part of trinity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116747875453463165?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116747875453463165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116747875453463165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116747875453463165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116747875453463165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/howdy-hi-woo-im-feeling-high-today-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116711716153467211</id><published>2006-12-25T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:12:41.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets take a few moments to mourn the loss of mr compooter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the moments up, look back up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Mr compooter's gotta be the second computer ive killed to date, the first one being mr computer. Of course ive killed more computers, but its not really my fault because i was young then and adults were more than willing to take the rap. haha, and then there were those 2 computers that have been abducted and raped.. Tragic. But lets look at the bright side... Wait let me find one first... HM.. Okay, i'll come back to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im kind of very bored right now. I think i still havent got my textbooks. no, actually, i dont think. i know. ahhaha, i probably should get it soon. im not yet set for school! Ah, but i think i cant wait. i dont know. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison break! Im done watching my 10 eps of Season 2. And UGHHH. those producers should really spare an inkling of a thought for those poor viewers with bloodshot ice who crumple at the edge of their sofa's after they realise that sara'a been caught by kellerman and the damn tape has ended. Pooo. im just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow i think i'll be going to becky's after tennis! Speaking of which, i havent played tennis in 2 weeks. so im pretty much back to square one. to a time when i just picked up my first tennis racket and began brandishing it like a rattle. Ah, anyway, i heard its going to be mostly pt. So, thats a bad thing coz, besides being a beginner tennister, im an UNFIT beginner tennister. okay, so we'll see how that works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116711716153467211?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116711716153467211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116711716153467211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116711716153467211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116711716153467211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/lets-take-few-moments-to-mourn-loss-of_25.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116705186524192206</id><published>2006-12-25T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T05:04:26.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh, these waves of ridiculousness gotta leave me now! Zap ! I command thy to leave my mind in the name of God the Father, Jesus, and Holy Spirit! Shooo, glumpy dumpty.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, thats a relief. Im a jolly good fella now. Im off to watch prison break! im gonna call S.O.S emergency hotline laterrrrrrr! because im foretelling i may need some help later. &lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i think i need direction. no, in life. Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116705186524192206?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116705186524192206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116705186524192206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116705186524192206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116705186524192206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahh-these-waves-of-ridiculousness.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116703427862080720</id><published>2006-12-24T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T00:15:51.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont think i have been a very good friend this year. to add to the list of things i havent been very good as, i havent been a very good daughter, student, sister, the list goes on. You know what i realised. i cant look many people in the eye nowadays... Really. Though i havent been badmouthing anyone.. gossiping very much.. i hope i havent..? i confess there are some things that i do, some thoughts that i harbour against people.. that im not very proud of. Like, when i say i'll stop thinking this, these thoughts just come back. much as id like to not be judgemental, selfish, jealous. it happens. and im not going to say it happens BECAUSE it happens. im to blame right. sick heart. anyway, i really gotta clear my mind for the new year. i want to leave all this guilt behind, i dont want to drag this baggage with me into a new year of many promises. yet i know i can leave it at God's feet. i just dont want to make a mess. Anyway.. I wanna say IM SORRY. friends, family. I love you guys, and im sorry for everything bad you dont know i thought or felt about you. im sorry for being a bad friend, im sorry for not bothering to console, im sorry for being poor with words... I hope this helps anything ive messed up or am going to mess up.. at the end of the day, i still love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116703427862080720?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116703427862080720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116703427862080720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116703427862080720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116703427862080720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-think-i-have-been-very-good.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116608241389650996</id><published>2006-12-13T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:46:54.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be leaving for beijing early in the earliness of tomorrow morning! I'll be back on the 23rd! So miss me okay :D. Haha, kidding. I'm going to misss you allllll. And merry christmas eve's eves before hand!&lt;br /&gt;Please remember the true meaning of Christmas. Remember, its not just about the presents! Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116608241389650996?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116608241389650996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116608241389650996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116608241389650996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116608241389650996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-be-leaving-for-beijing-early-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116601457790068928</id><published>2006-12-13T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T06:13:38.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you wanna go to the place they call freedom? &lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna see like the free see?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna dance in the land they call freedom?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna go,do you wanna go?&lt;br /&gt;YES, I WANT TO GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMERGE CAMP WAS AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME! I cant even begin to count the ways it's changed me in person as well as in spirit. Hiddai is awesomeeeee. Shiny, Bel, Schezn, David, Moses, Sebas, SAMSON(changjie), Jared, and Brother Robin. Everyone an anointed warrior for the new generation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Were stuck in the chapel for a very very long time and we finally got on the bus and went on a long long drive. Felt giddy the whole way. Reached Makhota hotel and we gathered at the ballroom for administrative stuff. we played animal game. i tell you, we're so much more pro-ded than becky and gang. haahha kidding. then we had to play the two truths and a lie thing and i didnt know what to say. When Jared said he was ambidextrous, Bel thought she said he was heterogenous. HAHA. After that we got our room allocations: Bel, Shiny, Schezn! We had this aparment kinda thing, and me and shiny shared a QUEEN sized bed in one room while schezn and Bel had single beds in the next room. There was a "dead cockroach" on our ceiling. anyway we had service and we watched a segment of prince of Egypt, followed by a sermon. After service, we went to bed. And shiny refused to turn off the light coz she was afraid of the dark. so i slept with my blindfold, which was tremendously weird. She wished me goodnight 7 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Shiny the baby ostrich woke me up super early with her alarm and we had breakfast. Again, we took too much food for breakfast. Bel and Jared have this thing for rice. Sebast doesnt shared the same sentiments. After breakfast, we played "Moving on, moving up". This was a series of bonding games i think:-&lt;br /&gt;1. Listen to the leader: we were supposed to listen to our leaders and act like a combination lock or seomthing, and when we got the right combination, we would shout "Ka-ching!" and then proceed to get marbles from pails to exchange for piece of paper which formed a puzzle which when arranged properly read "Listen to your leaders"&lt;br /&gt;2. Guess the missing hand: A black sheet of cloth with many holes. One team would have all members except 2 stick their hands through. One of the 2 members would have to go away and try to identify whose hand was missing. That missing hand's owner would be the 2nd member not hidden behind the cloth. Sebas kept saying Schezn was Jesse, her sister. Hhahaha. &lt;br /&gt;3. Count the seconds. Team members would stand in a row and an opposing team would stand around. The team would count 10 seconds each, then squeeze the hand of the person along the line and eventually the team with the closest to 100seconds would win, coz 10 people are participating in this game. The opposing team was supposed to distract us but we still won! haha, because sebas, the last person on the line had started counting from the very beginning. &lt;br /&gt;4. Supercow (LOL) and Gum. two teams would stand on separate ends of a row of chairs and do say moo! and wriggle their finger-udders and try to be faster than the opposing team. Haha, and we won coz we were bouncing off the chairs and our udders were quite unwriggly. HAHA. After that everyone had to chew gum and i couldnt coz im allergic to gum. then we had to sing a song and everyone's gum had to change hands in a circle for as long as the song was being sung. and so, after that coz i didnt chew the gum, i volunteered to do the next thing. and whatthecoconut man. the task was to take everyones gum and mesh it all together. and then MOULD THE GUM in the shape of a GUITAR. and the i/c pointed to the electric guitar so i tried to mould it. and ohmygoose it was like. i put it in the palm of my hands and it was like. 9 types of salivary amylase mized with the sweat from the palm of my hands and i managed to make an indecent copy of the electric guitar. The i/c said it looked like a starfish and pastor Susie said it looked like a turtle. HAHA.  &lt;br /&gt;After games was a session of worship, followed by MORE GAMES.&lt;br /&gt;the next session of games was called "Every man counts". it was a test of strength, courage, wisdom, and bible knowledge. Each person in the team could only go once.&lt;br /&gt;1. Bible knowledge. (Shiny, Schezn, Sebas) They asked a series of multiple-choice questions from the bible and i had noooo idea what all those big bombasticcy names were. We played against Ithai and they had an adult leader ! Brother victor, dont know who and dont know who. anyway, the catch was that if any team answered the question incorrectly, the other team would get to throw wads of soaked wet toilet papers at them. And we lost! haha. but it was all goood. We were always up against ithai. &lt;br /&gt;2. Wisdom. (Changjie, Bel, Me) Its like the rabit, carrot and fox game, only much more complicated. we didnt have paper so i wrote on my palm. and then fickle bel and changjie kept changing their minds so i kept rubbing my hands to erase the stuff until my palm was too damp for any more writing. we had to use props and stuff. I was the son! and one of the guys was a daughter. HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;3. Strength. (Jared, David) 2 girls were put on a canvas sheet and the boys had to have a round of tug of war. Sort of lah. but both sides took turns to pull within a specified amount of time. and the team which pulled the canvas over their line would win. and we won. haha. &lt;br /&gt;4. Courage (MOSES!) Haha this one was reeeally fun. The other team had to send their courageous one out. they sent a girl. we sent moses. haha. then moses was sent to the other team, the girl was on our side. then the first stage was to do anything we wanted to do with the girl with LIPSTICK. second, SHAMPOO. third, FLOUR. fourth, EGG. The objective was to try to make the courageous one back down. Hahahahaha, WE WON. i dont know why. ohh ohh! coz moses was courageous. HURR. &lt;br /&gt;5. All the water bombs we had accumulated as prizes for winning, we had to fill with water. and then everyone was gathered in the car park. there were two BIG groups, on each end. we had to prtoect our leaders from getting wet. Hahahah all the adult leaders were running away.&lt;br /&gt;After that was dinner. Followed by games again. "Realign". We were all blindfolded. and we were led around by our adult leaders. (like in kem kaizen, only cooler) and we were led to rooms, places, ... the times we were all squished into a lift was the funniest. &lt;br /&gt;FIRST station, we were brought to someone's apartment and into this one room. and we had to remember how it was, and then we would be brought out. and then we would go back in to spot the diff, after the people made some changes. and ohmygoose it really is tough. i mean, they shifted the cup. and its not even a big difference, i bet its shorter than a cm or something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND station. we had to do a jigsaw BLINDFOLDED. like whatthecoconut. its not possible i tell you. not possible. i think the only thing i did was mess up the joined pieces the other people had succeded in joining. but taht wasnt the purpose of that station. the adult leader had actually told us he was leaving for awhile, and he was actually right there in the room watching us. the moral of the game was to listen to instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD station. not much of a statoin but we had to memorize a verse. which i shall say from memory now. 1 corinthians 2:3-5. "my message and my preaching were not with wise and persuasive words, but with a demonstration of the Spirit's power, so that your faith might not rest on man's wisdom but on God's power"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH station. torture chamber. we were all led to the tennis courts. STILL BLINDFOLDED. and we had to do push ups and sit up. And it was so tough though we actually didnt have it as bad as some others. it was like, brother victor would tell us to start counting from 1 because not everyone was in sync, or we werent counting loud enough. it was so tough i almost gave up. we all had stickers pasted on our arms and we were supposed to take it off and raise it up if we wanted to give up. It was really scary, whats more we were all blindfolded and all we could hear was angry voices. and push up position had to be done the boys way, i nearly DIED. and there was this part whereby we had to hold our bent-arm push up position. i was quaking i tell you. thank God i didnt give up. that station was very meaningful though. its like, when we stand up for God, the physical torture we will go through.. its definitely worse than this, but perseverance really is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTH station. still blindfolded, we were led to the hibiscus room. no, its not a greenhouse, its a room named after a flower. i could hear someone sighing, and someone tsked. and i was so scared. and then pastor darick said for all of us to take off our blindfolds. and there in front of us sat a panel of pastors. Pastor Susie, Pastor Gary, Pastor Darick... and they opened up folded cards and read names of it. and one by one, my groupmates were told to leave throught the door. and i was really scared coz i thought i was in trouble.. Do you know what this was? It is judgement. You know, after they read out my name, i was relieved. This was a BIG wakeup call. BIG BIG BIG wake up call. Judgement day is coming SOON. and when it comes, will i be ready?&lt;br /&gt;After that we had supper. biscuits lah, and milo. in our apartments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;5BX. PUSH-UPS and SIT-UPS. did i mentoin that we did push-ups and sit ups almost EVERYDAY. for punishment? it sucks lah. haha. after that was lunch, then worship. a really really AWESOME service. it was so good i tell you. it was amazing amazing. During altercall. ohmygoodness. i could FEEL the presence of the Holy Spirit. It was like, people were prayed for, and they all fell back on the ground.. I think the altercall was for consecration, cirmcumcision of the HEART. at first, the pastor said to not come out if you werent ready... Because the Holy Spirit's presence might be too strong for you to take... And when i went up, i was apprehensive.. I was scared. Haha, i realised throughout the camp, there were so many occasions i was scared.. lost. I watched as the people around me fell, and i wanted to cry because.. I could feel power there and then. Power, God was moving. And when Brother Victor prayed for me, i fell down too. and i cried. i cried like i hadnt cried in a long time. It was so amazing.. And then i knew this was the breakthrough that i wanted. Lunch. followed by "Bridging the Gap"&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we're supposed to save people, by evangelising. we kind of got the instructions misunderstood and stuff.. but yeah. we were given 5 people to profile.. and then try to save 1. we chose Ryan, Spencer Williams, Ashley. we went to the prayer river first, and we prayed for Ryan. and we got one coupon. then we went to another station- the one where we match the people to the houses with the instructions like "a lives west of b and c" except more complicated.. and then we got an Ashley coupon. Next, Food trivia. this one was quite easy. to, from a stack of magazine cutouts, identify one taht has laksa and one with chicken wings. we got ourselves a ryan coupon. the next ryan coupon we got from eating salted mealwroms. it was gross. gross gross gross. but it smelt pretty good. we did a badminto station for spencer. and we ran and sang for 5 minutes for spencer. we did mathematical sums with our BUTTS for Ashley.We tidies the roo mfor Ashley.. We ate fermented tofu for Ryan. and 20 minutes before the game ended, SPENCER AND MARIANNE DIED. this was like.. whoa.in real life.. this happens too, COUNTLESS times. Lives lost before they get salvation. This game has really really stirred up a sense of urgency within me.. i havent really done enough, to reach out to the lost. The pastors have placed alot of emphasis, on US being the new generation, on US being called to be God's army, to seek and save the lost... I shall definitely try much much harder. &lt;br /&gt;After the game we had an hour of siesta. which is, SLEEEP. right after lunch. thats crazy right. After that we had worship again. i remember Brother Robin praying for me.. he said something like "Dont look away. Look at Him" and in my heart i could sense something snapping. Hesitance.. everything that was holding me back from pressing in.. and Sister Yin Ting prayed something like "Open your ears. Oper your ears to listen to God, even if its hard to hear Him". Those prayers did really really alot to see what was missing. my receptivity was absent. that day i pressed in. I pressed in as much as i could. and then i had this vision of this long corridor. there was a door behind me. it was closed. But God went and locked it. Bolted it TIGHT. it was amazing. We had an EXTREMELY LONG prayer session. Pator Darick and Gary were anointed with oil. it was scary. okay me and my scaredyness again. Pastor Darick was like.. quaking.. as i watched, i just stood in reverence of God, in reverence of what He has in store for us all. Having anointed two wonderful pastors whose hearts are after Him, to be Mr and Mrs Ignyte. I mean like, i used to think nobody knew me, the pastors didnt know me, when they address us, they are always addressing us as a collective population; in general. But there and then i was touched, by how God had never intended for me to have this sense of pride and how, these people were chosen by Him so that he may empower our generation and i could see that they did, sincerely have hope in us.&lt;br /&gt;i prayed so hard, im pretty sure i've become a more confident prayer, through the Spirit, as well as when verbalising it out. we prayed for the NSmen, JCstudents, POLYstudents, SECkids, Pastors, ITEstudent, UNIpeople. Supper was cup noodles. after eating, we went to sleep. Shiny made me hooked on dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day! (Today)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up. went to ballroom. HAD PUSH UPS AND SIT UPS AGAIN. ): then we had breakfast. I FINALLY KNOW THE "how many mehmeh jump over the wall" and "black magic"! after breakfast Pastor Gerald spoke to us all. Something he said just made me so much more encouraged about everything that has been upsetting me about my walk with God. He said we all were of the Lord's Royal proesthood, Kings and Queens in the Lord in our own rights. some of the points he gave was &lt;br /&gt;1. A true king comes out of obscurity&lt;br /&gt;2. True Kings emerge through adversity&lt;br /&gt;3. True kings have faithfulness and integrity&lt;br /&gt;4. A TRUE KING IS A REAL KING. When i first saw this on the screen, my first reaction was "whut?" and then the pastor began to explain. He explained how David had failed. as a father, as a king, in MORALITY. but he was REAL. when we dont fail, we are NOT real. When we are NOT real, we lose relevance in this world dont we? We dont depend on God. We'd be like robots right.But precisely because he was REAL, he emerged as King, relying on God's grace. Then the pastor said "Only servants seek to impress" A true king does not" we do not need to impress God do we? there absolutely no way we could do that, even if we wanted to. This really spoke to me alot. It was a GREAT way to end camp. You know, it felt so complete. With a new outlook, everything can change. I promised myself, i promised God, that when i come back to Singapore, I WOULD be different. no more emo blog posts that contradict whatever i say on strivetobeholy. no more. God spoke to me about that during camp. haha. yeap, after his sermon, we were split into our NEW sections and everything. i'll be in sister corrina's section. Jared and Bel are in the same section! and ruth davelle xianwen serene. i dont know who else are the leaders, but theres brother marcus also... and..? i dont know. i'm looking forward to the new season. thinking of joining deco. Hm, im really sad that shiny and denise are leaving for PL.. and sister Joanne's in a different section ):! But im going to trust God. i know his plans are bigger. His plans are wiser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116601457790068928?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116601457790068928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116601457790068928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116601457790068928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116601457790068928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-you-wanna-go-to-place-they-call.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116559317348429902</id><published>2006-12-08T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T07:52:53.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, today is a happy happy day coz loong is happy happy. haha, no let me correct that before you get the wrong idea. today is a happy happy day because God still lives! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's bible trail was really interesting. We learnt about the non-christians responses to the gospel and lizzy dear was very very weird today. she kept saying everyone was weird and flailed her SMELLY headache-indusing newspaper around. and she kept asking WEIRD questions like WHAT WAS GOD DOING BEFORE HE CREATED US. hah, one question that one guy asked during our elective was quite thought-provoking: What happens when a two year old non-christian child dies? Does he go to heaven or hell? and can salvation be lost?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont be going for the last day of bible trail (BOOOOHOO). i will be going to church tomorrow. teehee. ahh, im going to miss out on stuff. but these past few days have been very productive, in the sense that i gained a deeper understanding of the gospel- one of my personal objectives. I kinda realised that i accpet too much stuff as it is, so maybe thats what stands between me and my breakthrough. Its things like inquisition and questions that really bring us to know God with a greater understanding right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the conference, we went for dinner at the pizza place after which i had to rush off for tennis. i just missed the bus and i waited a loong time for my bus and when it came it had no number on the front or the side! so i figured it was one of the out-of-service buses until i realised there were passengers, and the back sign was intact. haha, i freaked and got me a cab. there was quite a commotion there. this guy in yellow was shouting at this other doode. it looked really heated, and after that i realised that there was a wedding reception in progress. Maybe this is what happened: Long lost father comes visit daughter who is about to be married. daughter denies relation with father and foster father and father end up in heated quarrel, thus having to settle it outside in full view of the public. distressed daughter decides to get security to throw them out and both men get super angered and spout alot of senseless things to one another.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i could be very close... OR very very very far. i mean, it could just be that one man stepped into another man's di pan (territory) and the man very bu shuang (not happy) and hence act like uncivilised ah bengs. hahah, that explains the language. hurhur, kidding. after that i saw a police car and a fire engine zooming off and i realised that maybe a fire had broke out (duh!). haha, i think firemen are cool. hahah i think they have a very very important job :D hahaha, anyway i had to change in the taxi. thank goodness for mgs, i have good clothe-changing etiquette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyways i played really bad today. im not going to be playing tennis for about 2 weeks starting now, and so i sense my skills ( or lack of it) will be (further) deteriorated. Now thats a load on my mind. Haha, the people need the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Would anyone want to know about Jesus! not that i know alot, but you can ask anyway :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116559317348429902?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116559317348429902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116559317348429902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116559317348429902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116559317348429902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-today-is-happy-happy-day-coz.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116541286490181228</id><published>2006-12-06T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T05:48:06.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly feel like shouting. and screaming. LIANG XIANWEN I MISS YOU. i really really need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop being so dependant on ms liang now shall i. and this is 1 day after she left. 1 day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to hate talking on msn. people reply so bloody slowly. my connection screws up more often than not. i just want to pick the damn phone and dial someone. but the ones that bother to hear me crap are gone. GONE DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of those less than awesome mooded days. i woke up to a bad dream that ended in desperate pleas and crying. bloody tormenting dream. reminds me of when we were young. damn, damn damn.i cant believe this. Today was supposed to be fine, i had my desperate housewives marathon. dammit the day started out bad and its gonna end ugly too. by am i so cynical. life should be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made everything. and EVERYTHING was good. Everything was SUPPOSED to be good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116541286490181228?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116541286490181228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116541286490181228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116541286490181228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116541286490181228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-suddenly-feel-like-shouting.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116531036376736488</id><published>2006-12-05T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:19:24.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhh I'm feeling rather giddy. This morning at around 9 plus i was awoken by an indian monster- my handphone. and then i went back to sleep and at around 10.30 nick came with a goose in tow. haha, the goose was white and not feathery like a normal goose. hm, i think she was a genetic variation. Anyway we went to play squash and i think i whacked the goose like.. twice? i think. sorry laddddy! haha, the security gurad and management lady scolded us for whacking the ball against the glass. BUT its not wrong what! Harumphh how can they build a squash court without knowing like its functions and all. phooey. after that we ate and han bathed and we played mooooosic. and i attempted to do the hockey thingy but no i am ailed by the slow-learners-syndrome which really limits my abilities. hehe, anyway, after that han left for hockey and goose stayed and we watched some prison break followed by tennis. i suck i tell you. suck suck suck. i suck more than a piping hot bowl of ramen. no wait, its the mouth that sucks the piping hot bowl of ramen. dammit i suck so much i cant tell the deifference between the suckee and the sucker. HAIyah. Haiyahhhh ): if i can deprove so drastically if i stop playing for 2 days, imagine how much i would deprove after not playing tennis for 2 weeks.. okay goose has just left. and im feeling frickin giddy. i shall get some rest. &lt;br /&gt;Words of wisdom for the day: Eat your vegetables! Plee, that includes the stalks. Han, that constitutes the leaves, AND the stalks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116531036376736488?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116531036376736488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116531036376736488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116531036376736488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116531036376736488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahhhh-im-feeling-rather-giddy.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116523004127595201</id><published>2006-12-04T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T03:00:49.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO, TODAY WAS A CRAZY FUN DAY AND I FEEL GIDDY AND HEADACHEY BUT ITS ABSOLOOTELY WORTH IT. &lt;br /&gt;Met Xianwen at City Hall in the morning and she broke tradition by being earlier than me. BUT, we both arrived late. so the moral of the story! is to never travel with xianwen coz shes a time jinx. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to escape and we only had to pay $6. i tell you, escape is running out of business. i mean, maintenance checks for the main rides? all three! Yeap, its not good.&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU HAHA HAUNTED HOUSE WAS SO FUNNY. Before we went in Sister Joanne was like "have you prayed the sinners prayer?" and then shiny kept saying "BIBLE! im going to show the ghost my bible!" And then the first time it wasnt so scary coz no ghostie was around and SHINY CHUA CUI TING was like shouting JESUS JESUS! JESUS repititively. omg it was SO FUNNY. the second time we went in THE DAMN GHOST WAS THERE. AND WE ALL SANG "TELL THE WORLD" and it was the WORST possible rendition. it sounded alot like "tellll theeee worldd that Jesus liveeess! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! tellll the world tahttttt!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Hahah omg its so funny. and the couple in front of us was like ahahha. saving us. coz the DAMN GHOST kept blocking the way. theres no way you could have walked through without it breaching a 1m radius. &lt;br /&gt;ahhh escape escape, what has happened to you! hahah we all havent been there in donkey years and its still the same. ohmycoconut my hp is going nuts again. Haha, well i really enjoyed today. the jokes and stuff :D. i finally admitted taht the fish and sewer pipe joke had no answer. hahahhahah. sister joannes joke was so lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man jumped of a 30 storey building. Why didnt he die?  &lt;br /&gt;Want the answer? GUESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116523004127595201?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116523004127595201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116523004127595201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116523004127595201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116523004127595201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-today-was-crazy-fun-day-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116505957992161489</id><published>2006-12-02T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T03:39:53.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helllooo. i am happy. though i messed up in communion. it was really really embarassing okayy ): i was praying and i didnt realise everyone had partaked already. and then when i opened my eyes everyone was looking at me. hahah no lah not everyone. people down my line and sister elaine who was collecting the cups. AH AH AH. how embarassing ): and i messed up in ch too. coz like. offering, i didnt know there were the two other bags. Ah ah ah. but church was good. i learnt about Gods &lt;strong&gt;UNCONDITIONAL LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;. its really good to know that someone will love you no matter what you do, no matter what you are. thats just the awesomest feeling. i know you agree. anyway im very happy happy happy today. ask me. or not. hahahha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116505957992161489?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116505957992161489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116505957992161489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116505957992161489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116505957992161489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/helllooo.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116503493593431443</id><published>2006-12-01T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:48:56.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;Let me think of some "moral of the story jokes"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha how lame. i think MOTS jokes are a billion times worst than knock knock jokes, and you know how knock knock jokes are, dont you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;short&lt;/strong&gt; jokes! remember, short jokes call for LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG answers.&lt;br /&gt;1. A fish bumped into a sewage pipe and it burst. (the fish, not the sewage pipe) whats the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;2. The pig went to the market and bought pork. whats the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;3. the telephone rang non-stop. whats the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for a couple of&lt;strong&gt; long&lt;/strong&gt; jokes. oppositely, long jokes call for short answers!&lt;br /&gt;1. An aeroplane was flying over a piece of land. the land exploded and a helicopter rose from the blazing fire and emerged from the smoke and banged into the aeroplane. then people began to jump off with their life jackets and they all died. then the helicopter tried to save the day but the chopper disemembered the people and caused them to die a worse death. then the dead body pieces landed in a lake and was eaten up by sharks. whats the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;2. there was a leprechaun in korea and he met a geisha. he thought he was in japan. but then suddenly there were men in black walking around zapping aliens. red, blue and white aliens. they jumped and flew and crawled and when they couldnt take it anymore, they combined their efforts and let off the most earsplitting nose drop-offing fart and the mib died. whats the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, short or long answer, they must be lame. lame, lame lame. okay?? give me some answers alright. if not you wont get any answers from me coz GIVE-UPPERS DO NOT GET ANSWERS. liz and nick know the drill. hurr. and i assure you you cant google up the answers coz these jokes are too lame to even appear on any lame joke database. (hah, liz!) so, get guessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116503493593431443?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116503493593431443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116503493593431443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116503493593431443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116503493593431443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/greetings-let-me-think-of-some-moral.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116498810192045310</id><published>2006-12-01T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:48:22.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/951759/IMG_0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/902274/IMG_0546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick looks like my boo guy okay! with his new haircut. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/877166/IMG_0560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/145397/IMG_0560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/859186/IMG_0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/854066/IMG_0555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/659199/IMG_0558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/672894/IMG_0558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/268571/IMG_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/527954/IMG_0559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pictures are like coolio. it looks like how when flash became a superhero? uh? do you even read DC comics? haha i dont. but this is from somewhere deep in my memory.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/753366/IMG_0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/197305/IMG_0588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/263520/IMG_0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/75341/IMG_0586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squash is fun fun! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/587535/IMG_0564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/952962/IMG_0564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/49797/IMG_0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/49039/IMG_0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/483747/IMG_0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/320/370065/IMG_0580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squash is loveeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116498810192045310?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116498810192045310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116498810192045310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116498810192045310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116498810192045310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/nick-looks-like-my-boo-guy-okay-with.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116489600243842526</id><published>2006-11-30T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T06:13:22.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh. pick up the phone! preety please with coconuts on top! ahh. emoness is so frikin.. UGH. class 95 should be banned i swear. it makes me wanna cry. i had a bad day. disappointing, rather. at myself, not really at anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be shipped to some secluded place. and paint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116489600243842526?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116489600243842526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116489600243842526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116489600243842526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116489600243842526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116486483074085375</id><published>2006-11-29T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:34:28.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. haha how many of you were stupid enough decipher the message in bold? hahah i think only lizzy. HAH :D loser! hee-haw. haha kidding. hmm, theres nothing good to watch on tv. Hello, people? Yall are supposed to lend me stuff to watch! i just swam for 15 minutes. and all i achieved was a redefined tanline. plus goggle/glasses tan. Haha Im watching oprah! be right back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116486483074085375?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116486483074085375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116486483074085375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116486483074085375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116486483074085375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello_29.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116478848641626082</id><published>2006-11-28T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:21:35.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hellot&lt;/strong&gt;ikky! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in t&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;e morn&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;ng, before the cock crowed, my alarm rang. The &lt;strong&gt;si&lt;/strong&gt;lence of the morning wa&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt; broken &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;nd so was my pleasant dream. (No, it wasnt about umbrellas, pimples, or potatoes) And then i woke up and walked the wake-up walk and talked the wake-up talk. which sounds quite like "blrrullllllbrrwwwbddd" anyway. went to nj&lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt; and waited daftly for the late pe&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;ple who have issues being punctual and the early person who has issues with unpunctuality. We playe&lt;strong&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt; quit&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt; ______ to&lt;strong&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt;ay. i dont really know if its good or bad but thank goodness there was NO PT! yes pt sucks &lt;strong&gt;m&lt;/strong&gt;ore than a 100000000000watt vacuum cl&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;aner. which i dont think exi&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;t&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;, but if it did, pt would do &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt; better job at suckin&lt;strong&gt;g&lt;/strong&gt; than it. Anyway aft&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;r that &lt;strong&gt;w&lt;/strong&gt;e talked at the canteen. we were so darnn retarded la&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;. One of the deaf bananas (not me!) at the table heard tenn&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;s hair as pinnis hair. haha its not that i dont know how to spell the word. no im not that mu&lt;strong&gt;ch&lt;/strong&gt; of an im&lt;strong&gt;be&lt;/strong&gt;cile. i just dont like to look at the word. h&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;haa. Hmmm we we&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;e talking non&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;ense. wait i ca&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;t rmb what we were talking ab&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;ut! uhoh im falling asleep. Hm we talked about... ?!?!?!? CANT R&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;B.. stupid liz (who is officially not a r&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;gular &lt;strong&gt;an&lt;/strong&gt;ymore) kept play&lt;strong&gt;ing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;w&lt;/strong&gt;it&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt; the w&lt;strong&gt;at&lt;/strong&gt;er which was &lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;pilt &lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;n the tabl&lt;strong&gt;e &lt;/strong&gt;which i spilt coz i thought becky's phone was purple. and dear lizzy didnt bring my prison break! haiyoyoyoyoi! after that we went to the concourse where we were scolded for being childish and lying on the ground. then we went to &lt;strong&gt;ve&lt;/strong&gt;nezia fo&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt; ice cream or gelato or whatever&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;i dont rea&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;ly see the diff, but since becky likes t&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; delude her&lt;strong&gt;se&lt;/strong&gt;lf by saying that the ice c&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;eam has no egg in it, i shall say gelato coz lizzy claims gelato is not ice cream&lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;Or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116478848641626082?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116478848641626082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116478848641626082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116478848641626082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116478848641626082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/hellotikky-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116469161264422985</id><published>2006-11-27T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:26:53.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up early today! for canoeing again. Haha, i dont think i will ever go for canoeing training again. But i could possibly join it if chances of getting in tennis are low. or squash. its was quite fun today, the fact that we didnt go around in circles. but i think we pissed the seniors off. the guy was like really fierce. and the mr yong guy is fierce too. and the seniors are nice but ahhh i dont think they were very happy coz i didnt tell them in advance that i was coming. blahh. and we rowed at the lanes. im sure my previous partner would have liked that very much. our lane was jinxed. we could never stay in it. hence, we shall not acknowledge it as our lane. haha. and there are probably huuge snapping turtles hiding in the mossy undergrounds of the reservoir. why are there turtles and no fish. now that is puzzling. the white boat sucks. it attracts life buoys. haha kiddin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116469161264422985?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116469161264422985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116469161264422985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116469161264422985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116469161264422985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-woke-up-early-today-for-canoeing.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116463028430224741</id><published>2006-11-27T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:24:45.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not gonna say boo. haha lizzy said its overused. Hmmm. i shall greet you with  nice..&lt;br /&gt;warm cookie :P&lt;br /&gt;Haha. this morning had tennis again at njc. we played funny. bad-funny. i think the senior hates us coz we suck. and the other seniors think we're slackers. ahh we're so good with first impressions. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After training we went to the canteen to talk for a while. milo, food. hmm and then becky told us she felt deaf. which she probably is. coz liz said something and becky thought she called her babe. &lt;br /&gt;We crawled through the hole in the fence and climbed over the gate. in full view of the tennis teacher in charge. ohmyba-boon.&lt;br /&gt;And then we went home! Dad got his new coolio racket which is blue which i think my brother will take. hahha we have an n3, 4 and 5. cool. anyway, plee came over and taught me some songs! and tuned my guitar. THANKS LADYY! with the flaming butt! &lt;br /&gt;we played squash! it was fun. thank goodness it doesnt affect tennis strokes. Pearlys a pootpoot. shes the vanilla pootpoot and im the chocolate pootpoot. lewis is the menses pootpoot. haha, kidding! &lt;br /&gt;played a bit of tennis after that. alot of interesting strange conversations transpired. you dont wanna day. today was a fun day! &lt;br /&gt;Let me share with you a meaningful story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long long ago, in a galaxy far far away, lived a platypus. One day the platypus went to town to get milk coz scientists hadnt decided whether it was a mammal or not. Anyway, after purchasing milk from the mama shop, he realised that he had no cash. Then he saw a car with a hot dog inside. The dog was smoking hot like a dot. He decided to get some cash from the hot dog. Then the car winked at it. The platypus got scared. The car looked lecherous. He turned around and farted and the car engine died. The hot dog got really angry coz he was in a rush to meet rickey rat, distant relative of mickey mouse. Hot dog scolded platypus until he cried and wet his pants. Thats how he realised that he was a mammal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhahahha. Fine its not meaningful. at all. Lemme guess your reactions (for my regulars &lt;3!)&lt;br /&gt;Liz: DIAO!(followed by orang utanny- constipational noises) &lt;br /&gt;Pearly: vharrt!&lt;br /&gt;Kai: LOL. lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH, tell me if im right. im gonna go. i like cornflakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116463028430224741?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116463028430224741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116463028430224741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116463028430224741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116463028430224741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-not-gonna-say-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116445766829525310</id><published>2006-11-25T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T04:27:49.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my cow's being shipped to a place far, far away. :( ouch.&lt;br /&gt;today woke up early early in the wee hours of 6.30 am. and then zoomed to lizzy's bus stop to meet with her and kai. and then we zoomed to mac ritchie. and then we kuh-noooo-ed. and i had to partner this zhizao guy. kai- maxine. liz- adrian. my boat had this weirdo scary guy mentory person. who was scary. he said we couldnt laugh. but i laughed alot anyway. i dont wanna talk about this lah. sian. my cow is being shipped off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116445766829525310?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116445766829525310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116445766829525310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116445766829525310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116445766829525310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-cows-being-shipped-to-place-far-far.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116437940906672507</id><published>2006-11-24T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T06:43:29.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hullo. eeyerh. i feel sad. i dont want to blog about today. im screweeeeeeeeeeed. im like a bolt thats been screwed and stuck in the wrong um thingy. so basically im screwed. thats nice. not. lizzy is saying diao to me. i feel sad. sad, sad, sad like a pad. haha. i think pads and phones were enemies in the last last last unrecorded millenium. thats why i have such an ancient grudge with my retarded phone. Ah. i want to scream! and this time no one needs to say sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116437940906672507?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116437940906672507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116437940906672507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116437940906672507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116437940906672507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/hullo.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116436547350372150</id><published>2006-11-24T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:51:14.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5838/660/1600/552956/IMG_0541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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Will blog later. Gotta go for tennis! bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116436547350372150?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116436547350372150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116436547350372150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116436547350372150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116436547350372150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/pictures-will-blog-later.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116416973982045466</id><published>2006-11-21T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:29:00.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate my phone. no actually, i dont. i merely detest it intensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired. just came back from njc. tennis today was fun coz i didnt suck so much. pt was ugherish. 10 suicides with 3 second intervals. i think. And lunges? ah i dont like pt. the basketball days are over. so pt should be over too. hehe. my elbow hurts. coz of that nasty pimply thing. i feel like doing some shoutouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARISA HOE! whered you go! i miss you so!&lt;br /&gt;EUNICE GOH why so cold!&lt;br /&gt;[ i have removed a couple of extremely weird rhyming attempt. hahahh. maybe you were one of them! :D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha im so lame can. yeah can. duh, brain is mine.&lt;br /&gt;lala im so black again. im black like a crack. im black like a crack taht has cracked. which means im black like a cracked crack. cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116416973982045466?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116416973982045466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116416973982045466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116416973982045466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116416973982045466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116411964650629478</id><published>2006-11-21T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:58:16.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/10footburger.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/10footburger.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the image if it doesnt appear! Done by the cool/kewl loong and han. yeap we will rule the fast food kingdom with our large burger. it is 10 feet tall and 8 feet wide. i think its even taller than you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;WHUUUUUTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;digested vegebals !?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;ewww. what's with the udder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;RETOOODED!&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;sth more positive?&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;like how we can improve&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa, really kewll. I DONT EVEN GET IT LAH&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;okok, i'm sloww, shall look at it again&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;the bugger you and nick han created's like full of udders&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;lolerloler you guys are really boliao&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;nahh. surelu u can come up with better comments&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;right, me dear pretty hot shifu&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;now that's the way. yeah. your bugger's really sexy&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;it's like hot and sizzling and it rocks my world. i'm sure it would taste like fresh poop when it comes out of the oven&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. pluss. you guys must have received a lot a lot of inspiration becaue his bugger's such an ingenius idea&lt;br /&gt;!Pearly (; says:&lt;br /&gt;now that must have pleased you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;}Ahh. i love the comments of a satisfied(NO "S" HERE HAN) customer. you see, this is what keeps us going. i wanna thank my mommy, my daddy. (tearful) ohh and i wanna thank my partner in the nobel winning creation... han!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116411964650629478?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116411964650629478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116411964650629478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116411964650629478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116411964650629478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/click-on-image-if-it-doesnt-appear.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116411695513883304</id><published>2006-11-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T05:49:15.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My handphone's indian. A married indian. Married to who (what), i'm not too sure though. Do you know we started the anti-gossip campaign! And we're gonna stick to it for real this time! i have pins and needles making their rounds in my leg. and just now, i felt like someone put a bullet through my womb, causing me a miscarriage and the loss of a more or less non-existent baby which made its appearance in the at-that-time disintegrating womb. Hehardeho harararara. i like noodle. how about you? i observe that they are long and most of the time yellow. wait, my noodle was a little red today... but that was the chilli. anyway i have a random fact for you. did you know Northern indians are white! when i told lizzy and kai that, they were like, "yeah i knew". then how come i dont! coz these two people have become so functionally retarded so as not to bother telling me such facts for the fear my brain might get too big and explode like in numerous repeated telecasts of jimmy neutron. now why would such a thought register in their very unintelligent minds huhh. and kai always says i have this "level" that he cannot lower himself to. which mean my level is low. If i didnt know that, it would be like thinking korean babies came from china. okay i am random, but im lovin' it. no im not feeling mcdonalds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116411695513883304?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116411695513883304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116411695513883304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116411695513883304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116411695513883304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-handphones-indian.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116410379002858662</id><published>2006-11-21T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:09:51.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goood evening to the face who see this.Hello face. My name is Radiation, nice to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha you realise i get less and less funny everytime you visit. yeah, nevermind. Im at Jeslyn's house now, on he laptop which is kinda weird because whenever i wanna type 'a', i press caps lock instead. so yeah, pardon me if my typing's a little erratic.&lt;br /&gt;the fan is blowing in my face. hehardeho. Anyway i ate so much junk today hahah. i like to talk about food. but i like to eat food more. haha, anyway. I watched a little bit of Goong! and um i am gonna borrow it to watch at home later. Just watched Ellen Degeneres and Jeslyn told me she was a lesbian. Tennis tomorrow i hope. With Siwei and..? the unconfirmeded. Hahehohu. Um, had fun talking about retarded stuff yeah. retarded stuff are fun to talk about. i think i just eiterated that fact by twisting the sentence structure. okay tv calls. my handphone has been hoteling for some time.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. where do hos' go?&lt;br /&gt;to the ho-tel!&lt;br /&gt;and where do mos' go?&lt;br /&gt;to the mo-tel!&lt;br /&gt;btw if you dont know whats a mo... you should go knock your head against your computer 20 times and it may hit you. Or if youre not so fortunate, you get a headache. and if youre super strong- a brain damage. Hm, thats what i shall go do now coz i dont know what mos' are either.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye good people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116410379002858662?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116410379002858662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116410379002858662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116410379002858662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116410379002858662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/goood-evening-to-face-who-see-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116401783140750605</id><published>2006-11-20T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:17:17.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was an awesome day for me. Because... Do you believe in breakthroughs?&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a good day. Because... Do you believe in love within the family?&lt;br /&gt;Monday was rainy. Because, do you believe in the watercycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lam-oww greeting. Today i ate alot coz there was alot on my mind. When there are things weighing on my mind, the weight of the might increases directly proportionally to the weighing of hunger in my stomach, which subsequently results in the ingestion of fodd that becomes ore bad than good for the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, liz and kai came. played tennis for about half an hour and then we went to holland v to each lunch at crystal jade. after that they left and i sropped by at jeslyn's house, but it just so happens that she was out on a course. When i came home i made conversation with my computer. Literally, coz half the time online, my internet connection was jumping terribly so i spent most of the time telling the computer truths that hasnt been told to it before. Truths like how my computer was lacking in many departments, truths like how nobody would want it if i chucked it. Haha, kidding. i still love y computer and im gonna bootlick it coz my dad isnt getting me a laptop anymore coz he blew a fuse in the angry part of the brain. yeah, so i'll try to wear rubber boots so my tongue wont cause 50 000 volts of electricity coursing through my body (prison break, hehardeho!) from the contact between saliva and unexposed electrical wires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im going to get off the computer now. Im going to try and make my family members happy by convincing him that i am not having an affair with the computer. Note to self: lay off on the cutism. Gooses dont like it, and neither do people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, peace out. Have a kit kat. Wait it should be, have a break; have a kit kat!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i dont like kitkat&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. kit kats taste funny&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s on second thoughts, dont bother with the kitkat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116401783140750605?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116401783140750605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116401783140750605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116401783140750605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116401783140750605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello_20.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116386263227514583</id><published>2006-11-18T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T07:10:32.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im backsliding like craaaaaaap&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Theres the cow thing. the ____ thing. The _____ thing. The __________ thing. And the __________ thing. Please God won't you help me. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116386263227514583?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116386263227514583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116386263227514583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116386263227514583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116386263227514583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-backsliding-like-craaaaaaap.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116374306804956334</id><published>2006-11-16T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:23:40.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0457.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not taking care of myself ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116374306804956334?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116374306804956334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116374306804956334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116374306804956334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116374306804956334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/end-pictures-im-not-taking-care-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116368748259631061</id><published>2006-11-16T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T06:31:22.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is a &lt;strong&gt;HIPPOPOTOMONSTROSESQUIPEDALIAN&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;(i didnt create that word! some weirdo did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an ah lian who is equiped with menses filled with potatoes produced by hippopotamus plucked in the rose bush in the pedal of the bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116368748259631061?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116368748259631061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116368748259631061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116368748259631061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116368748259631061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116368512381965953</id><published>2006-11-16T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T05:58:11.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The tweety video! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbgLbduLue0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbgLbduLue0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116368512381965953?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116368512381965953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116368512381965953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116368512381965953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116368512381965953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/tweety-video-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116367997514015243</id><published>2006-11-16T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T06:33:50.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Im tired... Haha i stayed over at lizzy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT GET TO WATCH PRISON BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why? Becuase a certain fish-selling becky gan took the whole stack of cds home. !! AGH. stayover for what lah no prison break to watch. &gt; : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway internet is screwing up and driving me nuts. One more time i have to type my msn password and im gonna bang the retarded thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we ended up watching a little bit of desperate housewives but the retarded dvd player died on us. And so we ended up watching cable. Spongebob and trl. And i fell asleep. Ughhh. At 4 am (approximately) i woke up for my biological toilet needs. haha it has been happening for the past few weeks. weird right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway at about 9.30 we left for kai's and then we played tennis there. played tennis for two hours. i was reaaaally bad lahh. and then after playing we slacked and talked. about weird things... Like communication in chinese.. And alot of weird-doh stuff. Hardeharhar. everyone's becoming deaf bananas. the term is DEBARIONATING. haha its a new word in Loongs! dictionary.Everyone is getting meicow disease. Lol a variation of madcow but meicow disease is cooler and happpens to be sought after by everbody. those who do not seek it are considered nobodies. (like kai and liz, thxverymuch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i taught plee lizzy and kai the little peter rabbit song but they just pretended they didnt know me.anyway we went to long john's silver for lunch. and i swear im never gonna go there again. plee was like "&lt;em&gt;im never gonna ring that bell&lt;/em&gt;" haha. coz its like if the customer is satisfied, they should ring the bell. and this little boy who didnt know any better went to ring it. hardeharhar. and then we had this weird-doh conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz: If i were a guy I would buy clothes from newurbanmale.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? (misheard it. debarionated, rather)&lt;br /&gt;Liz: IF I WAS A GUY I WOULD BUY CLOTHES FROM NEWURBANMALE&lt;br /&gt;Me: okay..&lt;br /&gt;Liz: all the guys that work there are hot&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Liz: yeah, you can go see at Heeren (hurhur)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? Imagine if my dad worked there.&lt;br /&gt;Liz: Is your dad hot??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha lizzy's so weirdo okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch, we went back to kai's to bowl. and the retarded bowling ball cut my finger coz the whole was chipped. and me, thinking it was a lucky ball, just continued to use it. And you know what, i have magic hands! Haha coz my gesticulation can make the ball moooooove! Coolio right i improved. im so very happy. Remember the other day when i got 27? Haha today we bowled three games and my 1st game was 50 +, 2nd : 70+, 3rd: 94! Seee i wish i had known of my magic fingers sooner. Plee has a magic mouth! And kai doesnt need magic, that 5-times-consecutive-striker. and lizzy has her weirdo stop-pose-swing-bowl method. Lemme post the scores!Oh yeah! i fulfilled my goal of not getting an empty frame! whoopeedoo! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/Scores.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/Liz%20&amp;amp;%20Loong.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after bowling we played pool! haha me + lizzy won kai + goosey 4-3. i think?? or 3-3?? no idea. haha there was one game where i sunk the black ball and the last ball together! as in the black went down first but then kai and plee said that they won because the black went before our last ball. but it was in the same turn! so we should be the winnners right. hahahah. would someone enlighten us. after pool at about 5 plus we went up and talked alot of rubbish and plee talked in her coolio tweety accent. Im gonna upload the video! but later! seeya kiddies. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116367997514015243?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116367997514015243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116367997514015243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116367997514015243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116367997514015243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116358166872368581</id><published>2006-11-15T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:07:49.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all you kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;This is Loongy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Im sweaty and iicky and grosss. Just finished playing tennis  with lizzy and kai and it was fun. i think im gonna die im gonna be so sick of tennis i need to stop playing so much tennis! haha. This morning we went to njc to play tennis and we left early coz the coach wasnt there so it was just selftraining. Liz's head is on my head. Haha. she thinks i need to do paragraphing.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we baked limey jelly hearts and then we watched prison break before that. And becky's being an ass asking sooo many senseless question. im gonna stay over here a lizzy's tonight! going to kai's tomorrow for tennis bowling and poool! Bye bye world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116358166872368581?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116358166872368581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116358166872368581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116358166872368581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116358166872368581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-all-you-kiddies.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116342415689245361</id><published>2006-11-13T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:22:38.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maxine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whats that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;its a person&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLL&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think this is funny&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;oh maxine&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i thought maxine sounded like some sort of slimming pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;haha i dunnoe why either&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;uh wait&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;are we talking about the same maxine&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;whos ur maxine&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;i do not have ownership of any maxine&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the singer isit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;maxine is from my school&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOO&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan; {take me &amp; break me &amp;amp; mould me &amp; make me} says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGOZZIES&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;hur WHAT&lt;br /&gt;nick han says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i thoguht u were talking about the singer in the 70s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's a maxine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a) a slimming pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;b) a singer from the 70s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c) other:____________ (please specify)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hah i feel really really REALLY mean. but um, no offense alrighty, just think its funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116342415689245361?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116342415689245361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116342415689245361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116342415689245361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116342415689245361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/nick-han-says-maxine-nick-han-says.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116315616275320811</id><published>2006-11-10T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:20:12.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK HANNNNNNNNNNNNN! i hope you like what we all did for you! :D &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, lets start from yesterday. Went to liz's house to play tennis with kai and becky. and becky didnt play. haha i dont really know what she came for, but yeah. then after playing, we went to kap to have lunch and then bought some jello thingy from cold storage so lizzy could make her jelly hearts, which arent really heart shaped, so why then are the called jelly hearts? anyway after that we went to liz's house to get started on nick's banner, and we had no idea what to write and in what way and it was quite a long period of cold silence. and then BOOM! loong gets a brain blast, and ta-da we set to work. hahah :D and then i start to draw and kai starts to cut the crepe paper words and then liz makes her yummy jellyhearts to feed to two people that are hard at work. haha and then after shes done with her jelly hearts, she helped us to paint and i kept asking her to draw coz i suck at drawing block letters and she blatantly refused. So i had to draw while she happily did her finger painting. and now she has icky purple fingers. HAWHAW. but i have jaundice! haha kidding, and kai has green fingers, so hes a good gardener ! okay fine lame. anyway after about 4 hours or so, we were done! and KAI the bubble burster said i was being overly ambitious! but haha, see, it was soo successful. the "birthday" thing is kinda ugly in here but i went home to add stuff and it looks really pretty now! yay me. haha! see, crepe paper is a necessity lah! and liz to pooby had to buy 2 $4 fatass markers which we did not use in the end, and we had to pay for it ! stupid stupid lizzy hehe. kidding. anyway the plan was to have nick bash his head through the mouth! so that we could surprise him from behind the thingy, but well, it didnt happen ! haha we had to estimate the size of the head and kai tried drawing around his head, it was funny! hahah and then i realised that the cartoon looked like kai and then liz's maid said it looked like chucky from rugrats! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kais house early early at like 9. and then we went to lot 1 to get cake. after that we rushed to kais house and went to play tennis. then nick and plee came.. tennis.. then zihao comes... tennis.. and after that we go to bathe! and me and becky went to bathe at the showers outside at the pool, in full view of the public. and we soaped and shampooed and the water was so coooool and nice and omg it was so awesome yeah. and i was soaked from head to toe (actually thats the whole point, coz we're bathing) and then we went tothe toilets to get changed. we then went to the something room and becky started exclaiming WHY THE CAKE IS ON THE TABLE and thought nicks surprise was ruined. and then she went to ask everyone and stupidly didnt know nick was right behind. =.= and then we went into the room and presented him the pretty pretty banner and made him bash his head through, from the back. and it turned out really cool, becky has a picture! ah! i stupidly didnt bring my camera down, so idiotic. anyway after that we had the really really yummy cake and all the good good food. and i think im gonna be diabetic from drinking so much sweet drinks! after that we all sat in a circle and prayed for nick and then he had to leave ! for hockey ): sad sad but it was really really fun anyways! after that we went to bowl. its the first time i know of a condo with a bowling alley! anyway we bowled. and i SUCKED. SUCKED SUCKED SUCKED. guess what my score was! my highest was 27! omg right. the second game i got 13. THIRTEEN! OMGGG. i suck at bowling. oh no i needa go for tennis now. continue later. LOV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cont'd&lt;br /&gt;after bowling we went to play tennis AGAIN. and it was kinda horrible to play tennis with 3 quarts but yeah. oh oh there were some funny stuff that i thought id like to post up.&lt;br /&gt;(on the bus, on the way to kais house)&lt;br /&gt;Me: i dont know this area, dont really come her often&lt;br /&gt;Liz: me neither, i only stop at that stretch there (church)&lt;br /&gt;Me: haha, i feel like im sightseeing&lt;br /&gt;Liz: Sexying??&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid stupid liz you deaf banana.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Free show!&lt;br /&gt;Nick: Haha but yall were clothed right. anyway i wouldnt wanna look&lt;br /&gt;Liz: But if it was ___ then you would right!&lt;br /&gt;Nick: but she doesnt really have a good body (paraphrased)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha! PEARLY! qian tu hou something.&lt;br /&gt;Liz: Au tu bu ping!&lt;br /&gt;hahah pearly goose the asseteurish one !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116315616275320811?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116315616275320811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116315616275320811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116315616275320811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116315616275320811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-nickkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116246746853345853</id><published>2006-11-02T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T03:37:50.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you know... That... Loong.. Has the Amazing Ability.. to create Acappella.. With.. Her digestive system! Haha COOL RIGHT! Yes i know you find it cool, but just like the rest of the uncool people, they refuse to stand up for the coolity of the cool so they deny the coolness of the cool and therefore step down to the uncool realm of the living uncool. Nah just kidding, we're all cool people because God created air, which moves, which is wind, so wind keeps us cool :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, whatever. early in the morning 9 o'clock, plee nick liz and i went to liz's house to play tennis! and then it was quite fun lah yeah. then after that we went to liz's lift lobby and tried to cool ourselves down in the cool climatic conditions of the airconditioned lobby and then plee and nick played the guitar on the tennis rackets, and we were all beggars. and then we went up and bathed and talked rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Plee: LIZ! DO YOU HAVE A PAD?&lt;br /&gt;(shouts from the toilet)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Nick: Do pads come in sizes?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, longer ones for the night and shorter ones for the day&lt;br /&gt;Nick: Oh, so you mean it doesnt depend on the butt size?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, they come in 24, 26, 28 cms and it depends on the amount of um security you want?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;LOL SO FUNNY LAH. PLEASE, WHAT INNOCENCE. and yes the sky is blue, the grass is green, the shell is yellow, the roof is red. Ha-ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;After that we rushed to the bus stop and took a bus over to plaza sing and met with becky. and it was pouring like rain. and then we went to BK to eat and then i saw alot of people from __JC so i began to hyperventilate. And then kai joined us from his KBOXING and then we went to the arcade and played some retarded games. Becky and nick are attracted to retarded arcade games like dogs are atrracted to other dogs butt. ANYWAY, we went to watch the covenant and before that we prayed. YES, WE PRAYED. because we thought the movie was antichritsish so we were scared and after we prayed it got better. then we watched the trailers and omg it was so funny! Like all the advertisements and everything, becky, plee, liz, even maybe kai, were repeating what the adverts were saying and it was so embarassing haha. and then we kept laughing and liz and becky kept whacking each other and during the trailer of the scary korean movie, LIZ SCREAMED SO SO LOUDLY. anyway the covenant wasnt even scary! as in, yeah it wasnt. when caleb and whateverhisnameis-thatsthebadguy were fighting, they threw bubbles at each other. it was really strange lahhh. BUBBLES for crying out loud. anyway after that we went to the food court and we ate ice kachang fishball noodle and ji dan zais hahah and then we went hommmmmmme! yes so here i am, im gonna post some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 17 year old boys think about girls every 7 seconds, 14 year old boys will think about girls every 4 seconds. HM HM HM HM HM. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/NH5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/NH5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/NH6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/NH6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0438.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0438.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116246746853345853?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116246746853345853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116246746853345853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116246746853345853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116246746853345853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/did-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116234708146289734</id><published>2006-10-31T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T18:11:22.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/NH2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/NH2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/NH3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/NH3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/NH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/NH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/NH4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/NH4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHA. hilarioussssssssssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116234708146289734?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116234708146289734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116234708146289734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116234708146289734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116234708146289734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116220952436768253</id><published>2006-10-30T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T03:58:59.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO! hello helloo. today was such a goondoosamy day lah. went to meet plee at chinese garden mrt was supposed to go and swim 60 (!? plee's idea) laps and get ourselves fit and so i can get tan again (ha-ha) and then when we went there we realised it only opens at 2.30pm on mondays. so, fantastic yeah and then it started to rain. so we ran to the hawker centre and ate the honey thingy that pearly made. and then after we gobbled everything down we very disgutingly tried to remove the sticky thingies from the crevices of our teeth. i used my straw and plee used her finger. hahaahh and she consumed the nail polish on her fingers. haha. and then after that we walked to the mrt station and i had to pluck a wedgie so i pulled plee into a so called dark corner and she came and followed me and omg this black doode pointed to us and was looking as us and then the guy who had his back to us turned around to face us omg scary cheekos i think the black dooode almost got up oh man so scary. see lah why must pearlygoose be so well endowed! put us in danger nahh jk. then when we got up to the mrt station and we sat on the floor like some beggar and the train came so we hopped on and blah blah. then at plees house we had good lasagne and i had that bulimic tendency again. no lah i hav no friggin eating disorder but i felt like throwing up everything and it was just like saturday with the puke-inducing baked rice from pastamania. and the thought or trying to puke out all the food was very ew so i just um shat it out. i had very bad diarrhoea and my butt ached. and then after that we went to run and then when we got back to plees house she didnt have the key so we got locked out of the house so we could only hang in the porch and i sat on the swing chair with her and felt like boo radley but then i rmbed that plee was the white one so she shd be boo radley and she said i was tom robinson. so anyway we talked about many things, and COWS. cowz are fascinating right? moomoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116220952436768253?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116220952436768253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116220952436768253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116220952436768253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116220952436768253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/yo-hello-helloo.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116211672592806053</id><published>2006-10-29T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T02:12:06.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm gonna be cross-eyed soon. Oh my goodness i have been staring at the screen for sooo long, im not only gonna change my eye's line of vision or im gonna get myopic or something. Haha im supposed to sort out business cards and i have come across some really really strange names. like one person had the last name "whitehead" okay nevermind. :D haha yesterdays church was so weird and strange kinda messy. Didnt really like it something just didnt feel so nice but okay im just crapping but it was amzing when all the lightsticks were joined and the lights were simmed way low it was really pretty! fuel was funny haha we sang Jesus world to the tune of Elmo's world which is really funny. mmhmm. I was stupid yesterday hahaha i talked in the phone to answer an sms. Haha coz as you know my phone is RETARDED and it likes to have NO RECEPTION and so i turned it off and on and then we were eating and then suddenly my phone vibrated and then it vibrated and then it vibrated again and then i picked up the friggin thing and talked into it and then i realised it was just like 4 or 5 smses or something. because my damn RECEPTIONLESS phone gridlocked sms flow which is so friggin @#*&amp;amp;@$-ing. Haha and yesterday i discovered that boys could have cramps thats like really really coool. I should stop skiving and get back to working. and then i can get my pay oh goodie. The computers so retarded like the programme is kinda cockeyed or something. Ah well, im gonna get cockeyed too after i finish this job. theres so many business cards to go throughhhhhhhh! but the pays quite worth it i think. Considering i dont have to clean toilets or get pay deduction risks. GOODY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116211672592806053?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116211672592806053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116211672592806053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116211672592806053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116211672592806053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-im-gonna-be-cross-eyed-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116186832901913982</id><published>2006-10-26T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T06:12:10.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world. i am loong and i have a best friend. the problem though, is that i have no second best friend! &gt; : ( who am i to talk to when i wanna be serious and i dont seem to able to take anyone seriously. AIYAR. i cant believe it one whole year and i didnt find myself a second best friend. SECOND BEST FRIEND, I KNOW YOURE OUT THERE. MY BEST FRIEND MADE YOU MY SECOND BEST FRIEND SO IM GOING TO FIND YOU. &gt;: (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116186832901913982?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116186832901913982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116186832901913982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116186832901913982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116186832901913982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116185369696015226</id><published>2006-10-26T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T02:08:17.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0419.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0419.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pictures from 24/10/06!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116185369696015226?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116185369696015226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116185369696015226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116185369696015226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116185369696015226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-pictures-from-241006.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116185249079001092</id><published>2006-10-26T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:48:11.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0457.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0457.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look! i found this really strange essay we did! omg its how stupid lahh. hahah one of my worst written essays! actually no, one of OUR worst pieces of essays.&lt;br /&gt;i discovered that pearly has the mouth of a hippopotamus! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the resemblance is uncanny isnt it. but of course who are we, unsuspecting people, to know that pearly who appears so normal can have such a hippopotamusy mouth! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this post has been retarded. stay tuned for more senseless stories! bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116185249079001092?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116185249079001092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116185249079001092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116185249079001092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116185249079001092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/look-i-found-this-really-strange-essay.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116184698884158331</id><published>2006-10-26T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:16:29.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no it's finally sunken in that im leaving mg for good. its been a life-changing 2 years. it was here that i was first introduced to Christ in an unconventional way. Mgs is such a great place to be in. It was also here i made the greatest friends and its really hard to just say goodbye with a final hug.. hah its raining. rain= depression= deeper sense of nostalgia. i've cleared my lockers. did i leave anything else behind in mgs? hm i hope so. haha i really wanna thank the entire class of 2m for being such a joyful class! oh no im gonna miss everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do my individual thanking thing sometime later, when i improve my vocabulary! because i dont want my lousy english to portay you guys in a dimmer light than you all really are! but really, words cant describe how you all have changed my life. whee i love you all and i cant believe im being so cheesy but i dont really care if you all think im being cheesy, i just want yall to feel appreciated, and i love you alll sooooooooooooooooooooooo much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116184698884158331?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116184698884158331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116184698884158331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116184698884158331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116184698884158331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-no-its-finally-sunken-in-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116176199260179652</id><published>2006-10-25T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:39:53.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday ANDREA TAN RU WEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i hope you liked the party we threw for you, and yeap it wouldnt have worked out if you hadnt been as blur as you are! the barbeque and sleepover was greattt i had tons of fun! um jinnie cheryl seeyue joanna samquek charmaine and denise came too! we slept for two pathetic hours which was so pathetic. did i mention that it was pathetic? ahhah anyway in the night everybody was like warning each other that they snored/drooled/talked/sleepwalk when they sleep and it was really really funny! we ate loads of food. hahah the chicken i bbqed was uncooked hehe im sorry all, but thank goodness no one had indigestion! then in the night we sent jinnie out to the mrt station and denise's imagination ran wild coz she thought there was a man in the tractor and veryone screamed and ran like a bunch of geese. hmm then we went back to jo's house and showered. and denise almost died! lol no im just kidding. but the glass bathroon door came a-crashing and smashed the sink and so the sink tiles were shattered. denise could have died! :O like if the glass smashed on her or something. anyway she didnt so thank God! then we surprised andrea with the muffins and cake and falala we watched movie and i fell asleep haha. the next day we walked to ecp to watch the friggin sunrise which was a bad idea seeing that im not a morning person. :D hahah nevermind! next time. after that went to watch prestige with amanda xian hil and yuxi. ITS A REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY COOL SHOW. if you geddit, hah. (take that, amanda!) amanda was telling everyone not to watch it coz she said she didnt understand it. anyway go watch it falala im going off now. oh yes, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASTRID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116176199260179652?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116176199260179652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116176199260179652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116176199260179652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116176199260179652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-andrea-tan-ru-wen-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116162054060683560</id><published>2006-10-23T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T09:22:21.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREA TAN WOMANNNNNNNNN!imat jo's house now its been reaally fun. after school rushed home in the bad weather andgot soaked. went to meet denise and char at newton and then cheryl picked us to jo's house. aiyarr we hafta go watch movie now i'll continue tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116162054060683560?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116162054060683560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116162054060683560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116162054060683560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116162054060683560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116151425548135429</id><published>2006-10-22T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T03:52:19.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;22/10/06- Plee's church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dg we talked about whooa something very very interesting. the controversies of religion and its rise in singapore. it was a really engaging topic and then i learnt alot of stuff and viewpoints. after that we went for this prayer walk thing which is really cool i think. we prayed at 3 stations for the missionary people. we shouldnt underestimate the power of prayer! :D sermon was a little dry. basically it was about not questioning God will, to properly listen to him so you may be of service to him, casting away all doubts because through all things we can do when Christ is with us. today was communion and we had to pray alot of stuff out loud. like the other time i went lah. plee went even though shes not baptised! tsk! hahahhhahh oh well thats it ive got nothing much else to say bye bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116151425548135429?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116151425548135429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116151425548135429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116151425548135429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116151425548135429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/221006-plees-church-went-for-dg-we.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116151329268889548</id><published>2006-10-22T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T03:34:52.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;21/10/06- THX Service&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met becky at macdonald at jurong eat entertainment centre. nick came, followed by plee and kai(who made special AHEM arrangements beforehand) . and then becky shared with us her dream of protecting the crown jewels from ninjas or something and i shared about my dream of being an umbrella. and then after that cheryl tan and seeyue came, followed by andrea, jo-ann and joanna. then we went up to ice skate and we tried very very hard to persuade pearly gan to skate and finally we managed to. and so we begun to skate and plee had her 2 bodyguards hahah just kidding. actually all of us were helping her lah! and then she managed to skate a little on her own in the end. and then nick taught me to skate backward and hes such a &lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt; "good" teacher but then becky and liz tried to teach me but i failed. so i deduce the fault lies with me and that IM the bad student. hehe in theend i sort of managed to! so YAY! hhahahah! and i think im the best teacher coz i taught 3 people in under a minute, and like 6 in under 2. basically my method is to use the laws of physics, and FLAP YOUR UNFEATHERED WINGS! heheheh well it works, see im such a good teacher. heheh just kidding anyway after that we went to arcade ive got some pictures but theyre mostly of nick and becky playing spastic whacking games but i think theyre really nice and colourful so im gonna post them &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now didnt looking at the colours of the arcade just make you that much happier? anyway after that jo joanna andrea seeyue and cheryl stayed at kobayashi for lunch while we all went to queenstown first and we waited for the stupid 186 which takes so long to come and i was ffeeling stressed because i was so late for ushering. and then after that i rushed to church and we had to put flowers on our shirts so that we looked like air stewardesses but i expertly broke my flower which by the way is a real flower. so i had to get another one. we watched a movie called left behind and i dont really get it anyway service was really awesome im glad so many people respnded to altercall! like cheryl tan seeyue.. becky plee nick.. it was really awesome like you could feel that God is just here in the place. its awesome im glad people enjoyed hte service and will come back whoopeedoo im gonna invite more people! i owe nick alot of money and i think i owe kai money too. oh no i forgot to pay him back. oh well next time then. i think i paid pearly back already. okay im really gonna be budgetty im so so rich in poverty. heheh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116151329268889548?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116151329268889548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116151329268889548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116151329268889548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116151329268889548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/211006-thx-service-met-becky-at.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116151197816891940</id><published>2006-10-22T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T03:12:59.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im exhausted! Physically and spiritually yeah. Past few days have been pretty busy and now i have a hole in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20/10/06- Staffroom R(A)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staffroom RA was great i have (relatively)many pictures and i think all the teachers were really really interesting!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Thory chew was outrageous haha she was shaking her butt like butt spasming nick han(just kidding). And speaking like a bimbo with much practice from how she likes to imitates lians and bimbos in class hehehe just kidding! The runway show was funny like the teachers were really funny and sporting. and why is mr seow the one with two ladies? he shouldnt lah! why are they promoting adultery! haha just kidding just kidding. Mrs Gina Thomsett was really pretty!. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Lim Lee was Paul rolling down the hill or something hahah oh no im screwing up all my pictures! hahah nevermind. MRS NG'S SONG ON GERMANY AND HITLER WAS SO FUNNY WELL I DIDNT REALLY GET IT BUT I LIKE THE WORD &lt;strong&gt;MUSTACHIO&lt;/strong&gt;! THE TEACHER WHO SANG 'FEVER' WAS FUNNY. hahah it was really disturbing but i dont mind disturbing imagery because well its entertaining. hehe. NATHAN HARTONO'S SONG WAS REAAALY GOOOOOOOOOOD. i have the video of the song when the stars go blueee. ive got more pictures, just ask me for them im lazy to post em all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116151197816891940?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116151197816891940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116151197816891940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116151197816891940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116151197816891940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-exhausted-physically-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116133683060183443</id><published>2006-10-20T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:34:13.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD! i have decided, to teach you... ENGLISH. haha due to underwhelming response of acknowlegdement of Loong's vocabulary extensivity, Loong will have to let you learn english through the most comprehensive guide, the LOONG Dictionary. The Loong dictionary is updated everyday and i myself will retrieve words that you can use in your daily life, so that you may learn to express yourself in a whole new dynamic dimension! Isn't that so exciting?&lt;br /&gt;Today's word is IMBIMBISQUIOUS. its a noun. it is pronounce IM-BIM-BIS-CUE-US. not IM-BIM-BIS-KILL-US. what the word means is actually &lt;strong&gt;a bimbo who does not have a biscuit stuck her anus!&lt;/strong&gt; it can be used in a sentence like: That hooker is imbimbisquious. now, inaccurate applications of this word is: That man is imbimbisquious. or That transvetite is imbimbisquious. Logically speaking, men cannot be bimbo, thats why theres this word- Imhimbisquious. and transvetite are neither man nor woman and no, it is absolutely wishful thinking on your part to include imtransbisquious to the dictionary because its a irresposible thing to do to include that minority of people into my LOONG dictionary. so if you insist im discriminating, make YOUR OWN DICTIONARY. okeydokey i hope you learnt something new today. now, didnt that just make your essays a whole lot easier to write? or conserving words to the limitations of word count in summary? Haha, oh well. have fun wit hthe new word!&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: if the word is not recognised by members of your community, or rather, SCHOOL, its not my fault if youre pinalized!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116133683060183443?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116133683060183443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116133683060183443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116133683060183443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116133683060183443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-world-i-have-decided-to-teach.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116109388169119138</id><published>2006-10-17T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:04:42.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results are coming in, they suck, no doubt. but i guess i really should be thankful because i really was not as hardworking as i should have been. and i am just glad im not failing. definitely my expectations of myself has dropped, tremendously. anyway, to everyone whos sharing the same sentiments, cheer up. please dont get too depressed over your results, i know some of you guys worked really hard, and dont think it wasnt God that wasnt being faithful okay. sometimes, i dont know, these things happen, and we cant grapple the purpose of faliure, but then you know what, we cant worry for our results anymore, the only thing we can do is to look ahead and flush the rest down the sewer. Im gonna try and make your day by telling you a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is less than bian?&lt;br /&gt;lesbian!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and do you know why you guys arent echoing in thunderous applause and hysterical laughter? Its because your room is not empty enough and you clap like a spastic, which by the way, spastics cant clap. and um because of your sense of humour, or rather your lack of it. and maybe one of the less significant reasons is that theres no such thing is a bian and so there cannot be a relative comparison with bian so technically you shouldnt know what is less than a bian. and oh the joke is lame too hehe, thats just one of the minor reasons for the lack of response. hehe. okay im just kidding, and no i have nothing against spastics, because they're Gods cool creations too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116109388169119138?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116109388169119138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116109388169119138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116109388169119138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116109388169119138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/results-are-coming-in-they-suck-no.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116083539598115059</id><published>2006-10-14T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:16:36.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0295.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0295.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Eunice the baboon. She enjoys eating. Observe her eating her smoked salmon and cheese sandwich with the darting eyes. Shes up to no good. See, she then begins to find out how to operate a camera. No actually, i think shes just trying to figure out how to consume it. Lastly, she gives a million-dollar smile for she has successfully managed to eat the camera. The moral of the story kids, is do not feed the &lt;em&gt;animals&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next i want you all to see th most happening event in two weeks. &lt;strong&gt;THX&lt;/strong&gt; ! and i STILL dont know what its about! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha but i assure you its cool. because trinity is cool and youre uncool if you hadnt known that! COME OKAY? I have invited alot of people already ! people who should come: 1jo-ann 2joanna 3andrea 4eunice 5eunice's friends 6kai 7pearly 8wilona 9charmaine chen&lt;br /&gt;okay now the figure doesnt look too good. okay people if your name appears here, you BETTER COME!&lt;br /&gt;10KATT 11MARISA 12CHERYL TAN 13AMANDA SOO 14dawn eh wait not enough non-christians. okay lemme just spit out some non-christians&lt;br /&gt;15lieting 16dewi 17aiya i dunno who else. okay if your name starts with an a, b, c, d, e, f, g, h, i, j, k, l, m, n, o, p, q, r, s, t, u, v, w, x, y, z, then you are invited to come lahh okay okay? if you dont know God, then i really hope you'll come and experience Him! otherwise you can just come chack it out it'll be loads of fun! i assure you its got the loong gurantee seal which is like far better than what healthy choice award seal haah okay see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116083539598115059?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116083539598115059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116083539598115059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116083539598115059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116083539598115059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/meet-eunice-baboon.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116081929477662295</id><published>2006-10-14T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:48:15.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooo its saturday!&lt;br /&gt;went for njc open house with becky jinnie wilona after prata and well. i signed up for squash and tennis and canoeing which, now that i think about it, i should hav signed up for more coz they probably wouldnt want me lah. so now im gonna work on my tennis really hard like beckys gonna come for tennis like twice a week or sth and then i'll hav like my own training whoopee. haha. and i decided not to be affected if i get hated by coach coz i have 2 more lessons with him and i should just like redeem myself by being extremely good. hahah im reading my previous post and laughing. coz coz if you do catch me at a bad time, i say cheesy things like that. i mean yeah its the truth, the stuff i said, and it just seemed so big at that frame in time but after like 24 hours i have managed to forget about it. Which is good you know? hahah yes whoa. anw how did i digress to this? yeah so back to the story. aft nj we went to island creamery and then to cine to see if there were any movies but no there werent so we dint know what to do so we went to wisma and ate lunch at crystal jade express and then becky left and then i went to church.&lt;br /&gt;and do you know that church was awesome? i wasnt distracted because the distraction wasnt there but i think that like everytime i have distractions God will sort of supernaturally remove it. which i should be thankful for. i guess? like in tuition falala. okay ahahah if you dont know what i talking about then gooooooood. anyway today i learnt that we're very covetious beings. haha i think that applies for me. alooot. do you know that if you have a heart of coveting rather than one of contentment, you will make alot of mistakes. &lt;em&gt;like coveting the right things but in the wrong amounts, at the wrong time, or for the wrong reasons&lt;/em&gt;. like if you covet a relationship like you-know-what-im-taling-about, then its probably at the &lt;strong&gt;wrong time&lt;/strong&gt;. if you're coveting maybe like physical appearance. and you spend like loadies on your products and all that, and spend hours of precious time to mke yourself look good or whatever, your spending the &lt;strong&gt;wrong amount &lt;/strong&gt;of time and money and who-know-what else. Or like coveting good grades just so you can compete or appear superior to someone else- thats coveting for the &lt;strong&gt;wrong reasons&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah looking good, companionship, good results- these are all the right things to want; theres nothing wrong in wanting them, but its only when you start to get misguided and all, then its gonna be your downfall. Lemme leave you with this: &lt;em&gt;Success for us christians should be to live in approval of God upon our lives so that we may receive our blessings from Him&lt;/em&gt;. So everyone, watch yourselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116081929477662295?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116081929477662295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116081929477662295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116081929477662295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116081929477662295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/helloooo-its-saturday-went-for-njc.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116075187046245228</id><published>2006-10-13T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T08:04:31.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loong isnt feeling too sound right now. (I'm going to employ the use of expansive vocabulary because Pearly apparantly finds my lack of bombastic words offensive) OMABB this is hard. anyway im not in the mood to think right now, as i said im not feeling too sound.&lt;br /&gt;i think my coach hates me. i think i have an attitude problem. i think im impatient. i think im judgemental. i think im not forgiving. im thinking alot of thinks of myself right now, and its not very pleasant. i think im actually right, but i hope im not. it really feels like im going down some wrong path again. after some time of trying to get my attitudes right, i get faced with this adversity and i have taken twenty steps back from my game of snakes and ladders with God. its like i felt like maybe i was at 30 or something. and a dam green snake (green because i like green) came and dragged me down to like the very beginnning again. 1 is my starting point. My humanism. and 100 is holy apex. and right now, after falling 20, im at 10. and you know what the worst thing is that this thing happened during a span of a mere 1 and a half hour. Now i feel so guilty because i sulked and glared and expected the worst out of the coach. after he treated me like more than 6 months ago where i hated him to bits. i expected taht, but it didnt happen. so i continued hating even though he was nice. damn meiyan what does this tell you of your spirit of forgiveness. and why were you so bloody impatient with that little boy who bullied his elder sister so much. why? why so impatient? its not like he was mocking you or anything. damn you meiyan, you suck. thanks loong for the wake up call. i need to get my act together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a thousand times ive failed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still Your mercy remains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;should i stumble again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im caught in Your grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116075187046245228?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116075187046245228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116075187046245228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116075187046245228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116075187046245228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/loong-isnt-feeling-too-sound-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116073549221885956</id><published>2006-10-13T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T03:31:33.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY HEY&lt;br /&gt;i went out with EUNICE BABBBBBBE. :D :D the sexy white konica and i quote "stupid girl" hehehe inside joke. well if you dont look at it in an inside jokeous way, then you can just take it that shes a stupid girl. you know, minus the inverted comas. :D&lt;br /&gt;we met at city hall and then i waited for the white lady to arrive and like 5 min later she did and we walked and went to starbucks and had nice frapuccinos or whatever you call it and we talked for almost an hour or something and it was really really really cool to share and to listen. EUNICE GOH i hope you felt better after letting out the umm things? then we walked like the egyptians through the desert and we shopped for presents for eunice's and my brother but because we are hopeless in the buying of gifts... WE FAILED! and so we traipsed the length of citylink mall raffles city and marina square and all we bought were our tribal thingos. hahah nonetheless i had an awesome time, THANKS EUNICE FOR EVERYTHING. WO AI NI I LOVE YOU IiEe LURBCCHHhxXXxz Eeeuu` hehe see, i love you in three languages! i know lian-guage is not really a language but i have a premonition its taking over the world by storm and that in year 2967 lian-guage will be the universal english. heheh so wait. the point is that.. EUNICE, no matter what happens... I AM HERE AND IVE GOT MANY HUGS TO GIVE. WHEN I DIE, THERE'LL BE infinity HUGS in my will especially for you my dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116073549221885956?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116073549221885956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116073549221885956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116073549221885956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116073549221885956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-hey-i-went-out-with-eunice.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116065398717968428</id><published>2006-10-12T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T07:42:58.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is over. Over! And from today on it shall remain an 'it' for the word that 'it' represents shall never cross my lips again. WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final papers, ended. jump and scream and shout for joy. went out to the neglected world with who else but PAP assemblywomen Astrid Lim and Dawn Wong! and we went to watch scoop and then astrid ogled at Scarlett Johansson who is very hot but really, there is no need to glue your eyes to her assets the full more than an hour of the movie. We talked so much rubbish i cant believe it. and i think hugh grant is like really charming. :D anyway after that we walked around and well, ate. and walked and blah blah blah then i went to city hall to meet wilona becky and pearlygoose and we took an mrt to boon lay while i explained equilibrum to those who have deficit vocabulary. nah just kidding. if anyone is lacking in the vocabulary department, its gotta be me. (theres this new thing i learnt, its to accept the truth)and then we travelled over land and sea and came to boon lay and we went to plees house. and we watched the OC which i have never watched before. coz i never really understood what was happening. and i think rachel bilson is really pretty. and then at night we did devotions while plee fiddled with her kaiometer, and we discussed her nickometer. and we discussed many senseless things and i think that Becky, is actually a really ummmmm gooood person. no really, not being sarcastic. ahahahahhah! she prays really funny too like shed make her voice really sweet for God and then she would pray for world peace and styuff. and im like banging my head and laughing but okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and continued watching Oc had carbonara and watched OC and then we went to orchard to meet kai and tim and zh and then we watched that dunno what racing show which i thought was really ridiculous like yeahhh really ridiculous. and then we went to play lan, which i SUCK at. do you know that i died like more than 40 times in less than an hour.oh i saw zhi han. anyway after that we went to starbucks and talked alot of rubbish for a good more than an hour. and then we went home lalala. u know i could have elaborated but im not in the mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;coz im a screwed up piece of shit. and im not feeling too good coz im a lame ass loser and i really cant help it if im this way much as i dont wanna be so im gonna watch prison break now because it would make me forget the idiocrisy i commited today and how i just made a mess of myself.&lt;br /&gt;haha tomorrow when i wake up this will be another episode meshed with the surreality of my dreams, and i damn well hope i get a good dream whereby todays episode would blend in perfectly. but then again idiotic people get idiotic dream, and their idiotic actions fit in these idiotic dreams like they were cut at bleddy specific palindromic restriction sites. and you know what, youre probably right, i have issues, but i dont really care because tomorrow will be a better day because im going to forget all this stupid retarded imbecilic issues and get on with my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116065398717968428?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116065398717968428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116065398717968428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116065398717968428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116065398717968428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-is-over_12.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116045291542089821</id><published>2006-10-09T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:01:56.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMAG0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMAG0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMAG0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMAG0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMAG0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMAG0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMAG0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMAG0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMAG0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMAG0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMAG0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMAG0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGG LOOK WHAT I FOUND! OMGGGGGGG I COULDNT RESIST. Look at you alllllllll!&lt;br /&gt;1st pic: Jodie Foo is Friggin Cute (do you see lieting and limyang in the background?)&lt;br /&gt;2nd pic: Jodie is Cute. Again. (do you see ryan cher and lim yang and jia wen and lieting?)&lt;br /&gt;3rd pic: Yi Sheng!&lt;br /&gt;4th pic: Yuan Yi&lt;br /&gt;5th Pic: Jia Wen&lt;br /&gt;6th pic: SHEILA CHENG.&lt;br /&gt;this is really funnnnnnnnnnnnnnnny! oh my oh my. hahah boo i dont miss the days of 4J. hhaha oh well i probably am not missed either but then !! well these pictures are really funnnnnnny. like uhhm 4 years ago. and everyone looks so different. AHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116045291542089821?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116045291542089821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116045291542089821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116045291542089821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116045291542089821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/omggggggggg-look-what-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-116037976238924634</id><published>2006-10-09T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:42:43.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOOOOOD AFTERNOOON ALL YE DUCKFOOTEDs.&lt;br /&gt;now why did i say that :/&lt;br /&gt;today is a goood day because the sun shines and the um... grass reflects more light? hahah math was nice and dandy i think but i hope i do not make like lots and lots of stupid mistakes coz i know i already made one but im going to overlook that because i should not have a narrow perspective and look at it in a positive and heavenly perspective, which is that i managed to exceed my expectations because God has allowed me. and if i succeed, it will be God-given so glory to God! speaking of this,&lt;br /&gt;MAKE YOURSELVES FREE ON 21 OCTOBER FOR &lt;strong&gt;THX&lt;/strong&gt; the holy spirit experience of something like that. i still dont know what its about... So i'll give you guys more details closer to date!&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA TELL THE WORLD. that ! Eunice Goh Yi En and i.... are...!!&lt;br /&gt;GOING..&lt;br /&gt;TO...&lt;br /&gt;GET...&lt;br /&gt;MARRIED! HAHHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. whod wanna marry her? hahah no wait teh question should be why would SHE want to marry me!? hhahah after all she already has her sights set on... Mister... you-know-who! hahah well it should be mr-you-dont-know-who. Hhahahah !! Oh to you eunice!: DONT WORRY YOUR LITTLE HEAD ABOUT ANYTHING IM SURE THE PROBLEMS WILL DIMINISH OVER TIME AND I HOPE OUR LITTLE TALK HELPED YOU SOME. even if it didnt, you should know, i would decapitate myself of an ear just to listen to you, but im sure thatd gross you out and youre not that merciless. hahah. SO! you just concentrate on ummm home economics? and jem and scout... and um liu kang! hahah for now, and then on friday we can do out mouths some excercise. wait that sounds gross. wrong actually. okay hahah we will talk till our jaws drop! whee aint that just so nice. if our jaws drop, we shall donate it to the scientists so that they can do scientific research on them okeydokey? and when medical science in the ummm mouth department gets like really developed, we can just humbly take credit :D hehe im so lame.&lt;br /&gt;but you know, we must learn to speak intelligently even though hannah lee said that the length of your words does not make you more intelligent and its the quality and not quantity of the words... WHATEVER! haah i say this with all due respect coz hannah lees REAAAAALLY good at english, but me and dawn shall stick to our 3-syllable-or-more word criteria for our pursuit of intelligence, and for now i tell you two things. replace yes with affirmative and no with.. whats a 3-syllable or more term for no? hmm think about that! im sure itd be more intriguing than learning about advertisement techniques. if you give me an answer that i find acceptable, i will give you a banana.&lt;br /&gt;have a good day! hahah im not going to ask you guys to sleep early already. no longer shall you refer to me as the mama. hahaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-116037976238924634?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116037976238924634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=116037976238924634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116037976238924634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/116037976238924634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/goooood-afternooon-all-ye-duckfooteds.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115985554413011783</id><published>2006-10-02T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:20:07.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>h thisExams not off to a good start. English compo's such a big mistake dammit. Shoulda just stuck with the safe and cliche. Geography... Oh geography. i hate you. Exams not off to a good start you know why. Because im unintelligent ); and slow. Boo. i better do well for chinese or i should just.... Wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret weapon. That is God. Mmhmm, yeap He's in control. Im sure He'll miraculously make my compo pass- worthy. and he'll make my geography answers appear with such clarity and sense to the examination marker. Yay! Go God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad day. Relax Loong, nothing to be afraid of. it'll pass. i cant wait for exams to be over. and i hope i never see &lt;em&gt;freaky&lt;/em&gt; people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4B-r8KJhlE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;They showed this at church. Its amazing mmhmm. watch it if you havent seen it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115985554413011783?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115985554413011783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115985554413011783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115985554413011783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115985554413011783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/h-thisexams-not-off-to-good-start.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115901536932166548</id><published>2006-09-23T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T05:42:49.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY TOOTH IS ACHINGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;blooody goooooooooooooooose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's service was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;well sermon was good- about being fools for God and stuff. served in CH for the second time. serving God is fun :D. toward the end, there was an alter call thing. everyone knelt! it was so amazing, i mean there were those who didnt, but as pastor gary said, its better to stand than to kneel and not mean it. my tooth has been in pain for more than 2 days. i find that the pain goes when i sing. :/ coool. its shiny's birthday soon. but we celebrated it today. sorta, with the pereric cake. Lol thats how Denise and dunno who said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate a piece of chicken. and now my mouth is aching like crapppppp. HELP ME! I NEED A DENTIST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115901536932166548?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115901536932166548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115901536932166548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115901536932166548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115901536932166548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-tooth-is-achinggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115866605932036082</id><published>2006-09-19T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:58:17.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a week. So, hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having sleepless nights and strange dreams. Damn, what wrong with me. I keep falling asleep in class much as i try to stay awake and i just dont know what is up with me. I need sleeping pills. Fishhh. Maybe im stressed. Just look how much studying ive done. its depressing. Loong, you gotta buck up... Okay im gonna advertise Strivetobeholy!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah okay people do visit xanga.com/strivetobeholy!&lt;br /&gt;and also, join the Doong and Dawng air-con club for tons and tongs, and thongs of funnn. im just kidding. Basically, we repair air-cons. undercover.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for home econs practical. my dish is gonna succccccccccck, just so you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115866605932036082?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115866605932036082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115866605932036082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115866605932036082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115866605932036082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-week.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115806920106009694</id><published>2006-09-12T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T06:53:21.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if i puked now itd taste sour and sweet and acidic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese oral was so blah. We practiced after school it was funny at first but then it wasnt really considered practice because none of the topics we talked about were feasible exam-quality topics and the answers were definitely not model answer material.&lt;br /&gt;Pearly said people our age shouldnt get involved in boy girl relationships because theyd end up having sex and jian zao babies. and then dawn said they cant jian zao babies yet but i said we already have ji dan so why cannot. and then pearly said if your baby comes out of a jidan she will be a prostitue or gokggokaae. hahah it was amusing we talked so much rubbish. and then vanesa ket laughing at me speaking chinese and i dont know WHY its so funny coz i know my chinese is so biao zhun. why am i even wasting time blogging i ought to be mugging. i have so much to do and only 2 weeks. everyday i just wait for school to end, and then for the day to end. its so mundane and routine. but thats life, i just want saturday to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115806920106009694?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115806920106009694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115806920106009694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115806920106009694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115806920106009694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-i-puked-now-itd-taste-sour-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115789518939914232</id><published>2006-09-10T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T06:33:10.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two people with lots of pride cannot coexist. well actually they can, they just cant be friends. so i decided to be less prideful. guess it doesnt matter, i'll always be the one grovelling away like a dog anyway. Oh wait, dogs only get leftovers. God is messing with my mind, but like what nick said, it shows im developing. There is so much more to life than social acceptance and rejections. and it no longer makes me angry, it just makes me sad. But the bible says, blessed are those who mourn, and only when we are poor, do we know riches. &lt;em&gt;And today, theres one relationship i wanna reconcile...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115789518939914232?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115789518939914232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115789518939914232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115789518939914232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115789518939914232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/two-people-with-lots-of-pride-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115785878294417475</id><published>2006-09-09T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:26:23.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Outbursts of anger is SINFUL. you know you know? Looong stop being so ANGRY at people who have done NOTHING to anger you. Fish it, im just getting angry at every stupid thing. I'm temperamental and am getting pissed with anyone i talk to. So, i dont think anyone should talk to me just yet, alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm still trying to figure out what to do for Home Economics practical and i havent found a recipe, i have barely started on my design brief and im so tempted to find someone who has had a home economics exam in past years and are willing to let me recycle their recipe, but that wouldnt be too good. And it isnt helping that my last experience with cooking myself was maybe a year ago and maybe without amanda i would be lost in the kitchen not knowing how to operate things, and better yet i think im not even gonna be able to tell whether my food is cooked or leave it till its chaotah which would give me a bad grade, but then if the home econs exam is this wednesday then i hope i can get sick or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Home Economics, i hate you. alot. alot. alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115785878294417475?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115785878294417475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115785878294417475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115785878294417475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115785878294417475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/outbursts-of-anger-is-sinful.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115780997848384033</id><published>2006-09-09T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T06:57:25.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sorry, people, for being extremely short-tempered today and yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kat for being so nice and trying to cheer me up with your "&lt;em&gt;if youre upset then it means youre not thinking of me enough&lt;/em&gt;" talk. Haha and thanks for the yoghurt you made for me which i have yet to receive, and i hope it doesnt expire coz i think you made it quite some days ago! Kat is so nice when shes sweet, even if she and me have had many senseless quarrels with indefinite conclusions! Xianwen you're always irritating me and making me feel like killing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you with your daftness in replies! But I think I do that too, so i understand.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice, &lt;em&gt;girl-whos-too-good-for-me&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;em&gt;not good-enough-for-&lt;/em&gt;me. Its nice to know you ALWAYS know what im talking about and i dont feel like im &lt;em&gt;playing piano to a cow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the reason why im saying all this is because.. I don't know either but something i learnt today at church made me feel like i should. I'm going to love everyone, coz Jesus loves me. and if you happen to think i hate you, i don't. if anything im just upset, at me, at you. But it'll pass because i believe God will answer my prayers, because He always does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115780997848384033?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115780997848384033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115780997848384033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115780997848384033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115780997848384033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-sorry-people-for-being-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115773104097871643</id><published>2006-09-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T07:08:42.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to underwhelming response, the video of Becky ft. Thunderthighs has been removed. Sorry for burning your eyes. Haha just kidding! Oh but you can still ask me for the link!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115773104097871643?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115773104097871643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115773104097871643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115773104097871643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115773104097871643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/due-to-underwhelming-response-video-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115772160063876686</id><published>2006-09-08T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T06:20:01.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/Sunburnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/Sunburnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. IM SUNBURNT. OH NOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;and plee says on sunday im gonna start peeling.&lt;br /&gt;OH NOOO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALLELUJAH ITS RAINING. Have i told you i love it when it rains at night but not in the day! Oooh i get nice dreams on rainy nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah at sentosa i saw WEINING as well as AUGUSTINE! Oooh Yeah, Yipee Yipee YEAH! Hahah ASTRID i see the inner green eyed monster appearing... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115772160063876686?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115772160063876686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115772160063876686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115772160063876686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115772160063876686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115762678027626702</id><published>2006-09-07T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T04:03:33.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulate us! For we hath won the ECE Racer competition! We blazed through the heats and then the quarter-finals and then the semis! And got a place in the finals in which we went neck and neck with some super fast eskimos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= YOU WISH LAH. You'll probably see such text gracing some other glorified person's blog but not mine. I shall tell you what really happened! :D We. Lost. &lt;em&gt;Graciously&lt;/em&gt;. We lost but we were emancipated. Heehee, we got kicked out after one heat. like OMABB? after one race, we got the boot, and Hahahah! But but from the heats they cut like 60 plus people. Boo. So the probablility of us sucking is like 1/60. Wait i dont make any sense here. Anyway yeah those technical people are so good at this kinda thing, so we'll just concede defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We went to Island Creamery after our Dignified Defeat. We ate our Sorrows away. Then Loong found three crayons. Red, blue and green. Then the crayons dissolved into the paper and OMABB, limited edition AUTOGRAPHS. from blossom, bubbles, and buttercup! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you look really closely, you'll see a dude in labour. im serious! do you see the "unggg!" and the green guy? He's in labour! Hahah sheesh my blog is becoming a strong source of evidence of an unsound mind. Uh-oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115762678027626702?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115762678027626702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115762678027626702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115762678027626702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115762678027626702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/congratulate-us-for-we-hath-won-ece.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115755864042017735</id><published>2006-09-06T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:04:06.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My nails feel like they're made of plastic. Like the plastic used to make credit cards! Haha, whatever. I went for my orthodontic checkup today and it was traumatising. I HATE GOING TO THE DENTIST. but i think that dentist was very very nice. Like a million times nicer than any dentist whos ever treated me. Today i felt like i had a friggin fat cheek and fat lip. which wasnt a pleasant feeling, i felt like i had gotten a botox. and i drooled when i had to bite that flouride thing coz i couldnt control my lip. Okay, hold that thought Ee, that IS gross.But the numbing feeling sucks. Oh my i wonder how it would feel to numb your entire lower body when you go into childlabour. Like when Mrs Poh did. Hahah yeah maybe its true you have to give that constipated face to look like you really are pushing coz you really cant feel anything. Wow, and that i inferred from numbing my mouth? Damn, im a genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115755864042017735?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115755864042017735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115755864042017735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115755864042017735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115755864042017735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-nails-feel-like-theyre-made-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115752873123134111</id><published>2006-09-06T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:45:31.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our environmentally friendly BANNER!&lt;br /&gt;hahah Pearly's painting were more easy to identify than mine? What the... :D &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks terrible from most angles. Wait, make that every angle. Kudos to our art teacher for giving us our inate sense of art. Hahaha. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only decent looking thing on the banner. and it took 2 people to do it. We suck. haha. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flag with our messgades on it. Haha. Technically boobs cannot be dispensed coz they arent renewable resources. Which means that when it is being depleted, it cannot be replaced. See, i do learn my geography. I dont have a picture of Becky's message. Oh wait, i think i do. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the flag poles were made of newspaper. We DO care for our environment... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearly's flaky face. Oh and thats hazeline whatchamacallit on her nose. which burnt and stung her face. Poor plee. ): &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky peels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plee peels.. Eh alliteration! and Plee can be rearranged to spell peel. eh cool. HHA. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loong is bewildered and unamused. Loong is out of place in this bed action. And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE LUNCH BELL RINGS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GOOD GOOD FOOD. wait the garlic breads cropped out. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the garlic bread. That was the SECOND platter. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilona's cake. Some idiot told me it was cheese cake. i believe it was Pearly. i was wondering what it was coz i forgot that lasagne looked like that. I have my stupid days too. not to mention gullible.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then the camera ran out of battery. Anyway, i shall leave you with two unidentified buttocks that i just had to post. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0207.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0207.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i wasn't the one who took this pictures OKAY. the first one with the fbt-ed butt was taken by WILONA, the second one was self-taken by the person to whom that ass belongs. Haha okay i shall end here. BYE BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115752873123134111?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115752873123134111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115752873123134111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115752873123134111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115752873123134111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-environmentally-friendly-banner.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115745771218877635</id><published>2006-09-05T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T05:12:22.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Wilona!&lt;/span&gt; Don't you like our cool chicken-crab-bee-flower-heart-cow banner?&lt;br /&gt;and our flag! With our messages! Haha, it was so impromptu!&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning at 8 o'clock, Loong woke up. Like 8 o'clock on the spot. Without alarm, which is GOOD because the alarm on Brother Loong's clock was not working. Anyway Loong, rushed out of the house thinking that Pearly might be expecting her, but oh no, when she reached Pearly's neighbourhood, Pearly conveniently made herself uncontactable. And then Loong, with fire-eyed fury searched the contact list for people to call but almost no one picked up their phones, presumably because they were deep in slumber. at 8.30 am in the morning =_=.&lt;br /&gt;And then Loong walked up and down that stupid road trying to remember what Pearly's house looked like. First i checked the windows, to see if there was that see-out-but-cannot-see-in window. which was stupid because almost all the windows were retardedly designed that way. and then i decided to identify her house by looking at the shoeracks, but there were at least 6 similarly shoe-racked houses along that road. and then! and then ! i saw a house with an open door, with SUNFLOWERS lining the staircase. and i took a closer look and saw the ship models, and i rejoiced for i have found Pearly's house! Haha dont o.O me. After i went up to Pearly's room, i realised she was sleeping. SLEEPING. what. a. pig. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that becky and wilona and jinnie came. Becky and Pearly's faces are horrendously sunburnt! Oh man, their skins are like FLAKY, and PEELING. its gross. so, on friday i shall slap on 25 layers of sunblock to protect myself from those malicious rays of the sun. haha IRONICALLY, Pearly, the one who refuses to let people pinch her face for fear of pimples, has her face all destroyed and stuff.. Haha, im just kidding, Pearly is still pretty! :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that we had this humongous lunch i think i could have exploded. I shall post pictures later. today i pooped twice. this proves that Pearly's food is not nutritious and nothing gets absorbed, so everything is peristalsized to our rectums. Haha, but still. Lasagne and the sushi and the garlic bread and the carbonara? is that it? was so so so yummy. and after that we were all lazing around and then we started sharing secrets. what the fuddyduddy. I am so !%#$^*&amp;# that Jinnie had to show us all what Heidoudou looked like. !^&amp;amp;amp;*#^&amp;$ Ah! we crapped so much lahhh when we went to the playground, we attempted to study. But i ended up giving birth to Pearly Jr, who looks identical to Pearly. In labour, my medwife, Jinnie, was doing her cloze passage. How reliable. And she injected me with coloured anesthesia to ease childlabour woes, but it made everything worse coz i yelled in agony and nearly died. She almost lost 2 lives there. And after that Pearly Jr and i climbed onto the monkey bars. and it was extremely scary coz we were afraid to rip our vaginas and cause us infertility coz our legs were on both sides of each bar. and somehow that theory expanded to include the fact that we'd crush our uteruses. hahah so graphic. but then after that we arrived on land safe and sound, with nothing crushed and nothing ripped. and no one lost their fertility. hahah i said that i didnt wanna be infertile coz i have invested so much apple eating to get myself a girl. hahah and then Jinnie told us the story of the woman who went for an abortion and the doctor used a clothehanger to dig the baby out and ripped the ladys uterus, which caused her to death. HAHA. Oh we took spastic videos of Becky! hahah like she was trying to jiggle her "thunderthighs" and she did this unglam tummy groping dance. so sexxy.. Yet, so unglam. Haha i shall upload it. Experiencing some technical difficulty but i'll definitely upload pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Jinnie commented on Pearly's big boobies. hahah yeah Pearly, whyre your boobies so big! hahah and then Jinnie told us that if you lose weight, your boobs would shrink. like how her friend reduced from a C cup to an A cup. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;We checked out friendsters today. and we did cyber-evangelism! To that person who we attempted to enlighten, sure we are no Bodhi trees, but even that Gauntama had to think a little for that enlightenment to have happened. so, Think! Hahah Becky said players didnt have friendsters. and i was like, what does ____ play. omg what the heck the stupidest question ever. hhaaha Pearly said, "girls". and then someone farted really smellily. Oh man! hahahaha the smell was overwhelming, we all jumped out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;And watched thats so raven. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115745771218877635?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115745771218877635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115745771218877635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115745771218877635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115745771218877635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-wilona-dont-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115735847954308874</id><published>2006-09-04T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:27:59.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And perhaps it's common fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or uncommon hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That makes us insincere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And torn apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115735847954308874?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115735847954308874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115735847954308874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115735847954308874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115735847954308874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-perhaps-its-common-fears-or.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115734177268951012</id><published>2006-09-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:49:33.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loong is exasperated. coz her heart is not in studying. but Loong wants to study! but she just cannoot. and Loong is feeling like a lazy bumbum coz the other Loong is studying his butt off!&lt;br /&gt;and Loong needs to pull her socks up if not when the other Loong does well and she does not, the bigger Loongs are going to give her a hearty scolding. and Loong doesnt want that coz Loong already feels bad for her lack of discipline.&lt;br /&gt;Loong was trying to study Geography but even the Diane-handwriting technique didnt work, nothing was going in! so Loong was very annoyed with herself. Loong wonders how she would even be able to study tomorrow at Pearly's house coz even at this point in time with less distractions, Loong is discipline-challenged. Thats all for Loong's series of strange thoughts. Tune in for more of Loong's incredibly miniscule mind. :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Loong advices you to study hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115734177268951012?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115734177268951012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115734177268951012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115734177268951012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115734177268951012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/loong-is-exasperated.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115707413414444010</id><published>2006-08-31T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:24:37.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MEBECKY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEBECKY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/UMM.%20EUNICE.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/UMM.%20EUNICE.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MEVANESA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEVANESA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/JINNIEMCPHEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/JINNIEMCPHEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MEANDREA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEANDREA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/METIAN.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/EUNICESAMME.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/EUNICESAMME.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/SAMM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/SAMM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0069.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0069.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/DSCN2377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/DSCN2377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0023.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MESOO.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MESOO.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/DSCN2307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/DSCN2307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MEWILONA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEWILONA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BECKYY! hahah we're gonna be schoolmates for 12 years! OHMYALIBABA!&lt;br /&gt;2. GISELLE, SEOOOW!&lt;br /&gt;3.EUNICE changing into her pe attire. sexyyy!&lt;br /&gt;4. AMANDA, XIANWEN :) xianwens a megaboob with a megaboob. naww im kidding. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;5. vanesa! hahah no, im not ever going to go to your house coz of your stupid humping dog.&lt;br /&gt;6. YANKEE JINNIE&lt;br /&gt;7. andrea! friggin cute low hoarse voiced chaotah womannnn!&lt;br /&gt;8. melinda alooha.&lt;br /&gt;9. eunice, sam!&lt;br /&gt;10. sam (quek) hiding behind the feathered hat&lt;br /&gt;11. DEANNNNNNNNANANA!&lt;br /&gt;12. perper and jinnienienie (from plee)&lt;br /&gt;13. AMANDAA SOOSOO&lt;br /&gt;14. becky pleeee (from plee)&lt;br /&gt;15. wilona!&lt;br /&gt;16. SEEYUEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115707413414444010?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115707413414444010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115707413414444010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115707413414444010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115707413414444010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115703786543205002</id><published>2006-08-31T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T08:40:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/METIAN.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/METIAN.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MEASTRID.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEASTRID.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/IMG_0023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/IMG_0023.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MEPLEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEPLEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/MESOO.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/CHARCHAR.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/CHARCHAR.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/1600/BANGBANGedit.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/BANGBANGedit.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry you hav to keep seeing my face, hehe. but seeing all this pictures, reminds me of how much i'll miss everyone... really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115703786543205002?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115703786543205002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115703786543205002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115703786543205002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115703786543205002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-sorry-you-hav-to-keep-seeing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115701983736383970</id><published>2006-08-31T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T03:23:57.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALL YOU &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIRATES&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;SAY &lt;em&gt;"ARR!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy teachers day&lt;/strong&gt;! hahah less than half the class dressed up as pirates but we still won best dressed. :D hhahahh i shall upload pictures. hope it doesnt take forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/DIANE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;DIANE! arr ? she just had to sneer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/CHERYL.jpg" border="0" /&gt; CHERYLLIM! so cute lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/DOROTHY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DOROTHY... is scary. veery scary. her eyes can make you do things you may not &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEKATT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE KATT. ALOOOOT. KATT I LOVE YOU :) HAHAH YOURE SUCH A GREAAAT WIFE BUT UNFORTUNATELY YOU HAVE ALOT OF FACIAL HAIR.... hahah i can sponsor you a gilette.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEDAWN.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Psst! dawn use this to make astrid &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt;!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MEJO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JO-ANNN! Sorry i broke your ear ring! hahah sorry sorry! hahah i'll get you a new one if you want? and we need to go konika-ing again ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/MESEOW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;why is it so darkk. ahhaha its the devotions room! seow ! damn why didnt you go to nanyang, isabel and sixuan were looking for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5838/660/320/AMANDAJINNIE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JINNIE AND AMANDA! amanda looks weird without her &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; glasses. and she was wearing ah pek shirt and swaggering like a lunatic. jinnie was a better dressed pirate then the whoever-it-was that won the best dressed in the level. hahah shes got the nanny mcphee hat! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahah wowee this is the first picture post ive done. okay i needa gooo. bye bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115701983736383970?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115701983736383970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115701983736383970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115701983736383970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115701983736383970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-you-pirates-say-arr-happy-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115694105694687198</id><published>2006-08-30T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T05:30:58.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still dont have my home economics recipe. figgerkutamiloderricallerdesequatamathu. (by the way if youre trying to see if that word can be broken down into sense-making clauses, then no, youre not gonna succeed because that was just a random series of letters that were arranged in manner that could some-how or other be pronounced.)&lt;br /&gt;im eating an orange, before which i was eating a green apple... and papaya. hhahhah i could live on fruits! tomorrow is gonna be teachers day celebration i dont see WHY it has to end at 12. i bet they wanna hold back the students for a longer time so they can zap us dry of gifts. haha just kidding. but they should let us off earlier lahh. today was such a sucky dayyy. math, english, home econs. worst food ever why dont we ever get to make brownies and stuff. those really simple stuff to make, that are actually nice to eat? and then we had chinese, and physics. ms or is such a weatherbee! UGHHHHHHH. shes taking every opportunity she can grab hold of to minus our marks, i tell you. AHHHHHHHH. i hate youuu! hahah nahh i dont. i shant harbour hatred. Jeez i still dont hav a frigin piratey ensemble but i think i shant really care lahhh i got my bandana and my eye patch which would probably deteriorate the state of my eye but oh well. people have begun studying for exams. whoaa lahh. Ughh i need to start studying too coz i have a very small memory capacity so i need to study very very hard to even fare decently in this annoyingly intelligent class with annoyingly intelligent people in which i cannot fit in. blah blah talking about studies is just screwing my mind i need to think about pleasant things. like that one week holiday. which will probably be crammed with neverending revision, not if i can help it. but if i can help it, it'll be bad lahh. sheesh, i hate studying but oh well i dont have to love it right, its not human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115694105694687198?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115694105694687198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115694105694687198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115694105694687198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115694105694687198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-still-dont-have-my-home-economics.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115675471588789916</id><published>2006-08-28T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T01:45:16.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my toe looks disgusting. its like this rotting ginger buddling thingy and its all pus-sy and gross. ee. amanda says i walk duck-footedly and everyone was being asses by like walking, or running, especially fast coz i obviously couldnt catch up. people like ERR VANESA? and and CHARMAINE? AND AMANDA?? hahhah &gt;:(!! Jinnie says its stupid to not know how i got my toe in such a state. and she insulted me so much by using words synonymous to stupid ): oh well hahaha. class chapel was nicer compared to last year where ms ng was trying to hard to get people to open their mouths and sing? haha that was a pretty bad experience. joycelyns thing on evangelism is cool. hahah like shes so cute tiptoeing to draw stuff higher up on the board. hahah! art was UGGHH. i am dreading art exam, i slept through the thing mr ong was going thru about the errr. i dunno what lahh. hehhe i have a love bite, a mosquite gave it to me. i figure pus will start coming out of it sooner or later, like every other wound thats on my foot and fingers and everywheree. eee, i dread it, like on my neck? lit test tomorrow how in the world do you study for unseen prose. ahhh whatever. hahah im not going for tennis tomorrow. ece racer and centrepointtttttt for pirate stuff. haha ! we'll see, mmhmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115675471588789916?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115675471588789916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115675471588789916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115675471588789916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115675471588789916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-toe-looks-disgusting.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115667379645053724</id><published>2006-08-27T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T03:16:36.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Loong Mei Yan, stop being jealous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha-ha jealousy is such a satan thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it eats you up, you idiot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Plees church today. Svc was not very good la coz the speaker is actually a chinese speaker. they had cummunion its so different from out church's free communion! ahah after that went with plee and ate pizza hut with her family. and then we went to church again to discuss what we were gonna share tmr. oh and we were severely at a loss of topics and so we consulted peggy. and then she told us this cool verse id actually never read before. or maybe i have but overlooked it. anw after that this guy amos or something came in and played cantonese music which inspired us! haha! and then we turned on the compooter it took like 50 minutes to load settings. and then um um we were talking alot of rubbish. I WANNA GO ON A MISSION TRIP! hahah oh my it sounds so fun like when peggy says it. like with the poop on the railroad and the err. poor little kids with the forced religion. wait, that doesnt sound like fun. boo i wanna switch church haha. OHMYALIBABA. i see aloot of unglam piccies of me and my brudder. evidence that he looks like that mini cornetto doode and evidence that i was a roasted suckling pig. hahah but now the roasted suckling pig has lost the sucky suckling title and has moved on to be just a plain old roasted pig with reduced market value. ahah you know pearly was like stuck at this sentence and then i was like "at the pearly gates.." like 5 times, and then pearly lost her choo-choo train of thought and haahha we got stuck at that sentence for a good 5 minutes, which may not be long to you, but then 5 sentences for a clause is really quite alot of wasted time. oh and in the car when her mommy asked her "eh so wheres nick han" HHAHHA PEARLY WENT NUTTS. hahhah like youre overthinking. womann shes your mom, she wont kachiao you. &lt;em&gt;omabb im speaking like those east side kids.&lt;/em&gt; anyway ahhhhh wheee im no longer having strange angers! ahahah which is good. like for me as well as for anybody else. oh yeah we played pool omabb i suck like dont know what its like. AHHH TYCO TYCO. hahha but perr-perr is no better okay okay? hahaah! and then i attempted to play the drums but it was difficult! so difficult, i wanna learn. i bet its like easier than the guitar and ahh! the next time i go back i must must play their drums!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115667379645053724?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115667379645053724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115667379645053724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115667379645053724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115667379645053724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/loong-mei-yan-stop-being-jealous.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115650000100132467</id><published>2006-08-25T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T03:00:01.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoaa my ancient compooter has the ability to function quickly! anyway TODAY WAS SO FEGGIN BORING. VALUES ED. the speaker was so. UGHHH, anyway today my foot hurt like bananas coz of yesterdays soccer. blahh i ran with one shoe, someone shoulda warned me that i would blister my foot that way. its like blistered at the front and the sole and the back ahh my toe hurt for some reason. like it was curled up more than usual and i couldnt straighten it. anyway plee lent me one shoe! :) THANK YOU PEARLY hahah my foot didnt feel pain after we switched shoe. math was okay, mrs poh always mentions express milk lahh! and its very very retarded for a boob specialist not to know these stuff right huhhh. hahh. teachers day is coming we gotta dress up like pirates. coooooool. just enough grace period for my period. :D :D are we going to concourse? hahahha cheryl tan was like "uhhh well i walk past the concourse evryday why would i want to specially go to the concourse?" hahah different concourse! oh i blogged ytd but it didnt show up anyway i saw mr vincent ong with a woman behaving in a manner that isnt really appropriate for a female student and male teacher BUT not not in a naughty manner, and my mother smelt a scandal and asked me if that was a student and i was like, NO. hahhaha wtb!? and she and my brother wanted to PI them and i had to stop their foolishness coz err it was foolish? heheh i think my mums so weird. oh we did garage band thingy today our music is so nice! ahhahah produced by the yinyan twins. hahah geddit geddit?&lt;br /&gt;like the yingyang twins copied us coz coz we're cool lah right right yintianny! hahhah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115650000100132467?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115650000100132467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115650000100132467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115650000100132467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115650000100132467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/whoaa-my-ancient-compooter-has-ability.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115625896858101551</id><published>2006-08-22T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:02:55.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, after twenty thousand centuries, blogger is able to load. but i think the fault lies with my computer, oh well. my computer has done many things to aggravate me but i guess i'll forgive it coz its brainless and wouldnt give a blah if i hated it. well it has a mechanical 'brain' but thats beside the point.today was a bad day &gt;:(tennis was so boring and i played horribly, it was like i first learnt to play tennis. and that feeling sucks. bad. i made so much noise and was screaming and shouting like some lunatic turned loose. -.- and then we had to get our math test results, it was bad. hmmm, we went to ngee ann poly. my second time! :Di think polys kinda cool :) we ate so much food i think i ate 4 courses or something! i ate fried rice and then sweet potato soup and then prata with sugar.i swear i was some kind of waste disposal in my past life coz im eating all this trash. unhealthy stuff. ahahh ive been doing alot of that lately.my excuse is the ever late menses. which is due anytime.. i have to be patient, so it wont add to the stress level and the possiblity of a breakout of pimples. yeahh and wilona brought flourescent/neon coloured tampons to school. it looks like some.. dont know what. but wheres the string? hahah i dint realise it until dawn mentioned "how do you take it out if theres no string?" hahah its baffling. and why do they colour it lahh. what if the colour stains youre uterus. waitaminit you dont put it that deep in right? hahah okay maybe its like just the vajj so what the! why am i saying this. hahah okay okay i should not.ahh i know i got all fired up at astrid for being sick ahh and then ahhh i know i shouldnt have!sorry! i have been so temperamental lately, and ive been so oversensitive and angry and SERIOUS lately. hahah i got mad at my mum! i regret it hahahah. really, aloot. :(. i said alot of stuff i knew i shouldnt have. i should get myself one of them muzzlers to keep my mouth shut coz its always saying the wrong things. AHhh, i need to talk to God more ! Tomorrow is our physics test i hope i dont do badly. my grades were so horrible my parents have prety much lost hope in me, BUT I AM WORKING HARD &gt;:( you just cant see it! my grades suck im like the lowest 5 in the 4 most significant subjects. and then i have to think of when i have time to do art coz it looks a terrible mess now and i really should have just stayed in school on monday till like 7 like plee coz im really not free anytime else this week !AHHHH. why do i have so much tuition its freakin eating up my time and i dont find it particularly useful other than helping me pull up my grade. okay that is good. ahhhh you see i have no win-win option. i need to do something with myself. im just wasting my time! i see my life going by Ughhh. hahah im already 14 and a half. thats like 24x365x14.5 hours of wasted life. hahah, i am sucha loser. hahah what if i die one day. oh but i WILL die one day haha. will anyone miss me :/ hahah i dont think so. maybe mummy and daddy but they're always so angry with me sometimes it feels like im better off gone.okay but now i shall boost my self esteem coz i happen to remember on mondays chapel that we should not have poor self esteem! okay class chapel next week its gonna be cool yes? hahah ahhh i hope that the choice of songs isnt affected too much by the instrumentals? coz i heard that amanda soos church has no instrumentals at all, and thats pretty cool coz it really is coming back to the heart of worship. not about the songs or instrumentals yeah?hmm i shall end this extremely wordy post!hahah if youve got all the way through that literary junk, then good for you, hahah! coz its so wordy i cant believe you bothered, but knowing that you bothered is flattering :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115625896858101551?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115625896858101551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115625896858101551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115625896858101551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115625896858101551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-after-twenty-thousand.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115598813878770839</id><published>2006-08-19T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T04:48:59.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay perhaps i should really try to refrain from saying &lt;em&gt;omg&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ive been acting weird and strange lately. i dont know why. like ive been getting annoyed every 5 minutes. and thinking of at least 1 sad thought every hour. Its so strange... hahah. anyway, hahah dont worry about me. and err xianwen thanks for listening to my prayer. or rather watching me type it out. and umm being scared. but really dont worry about me. im fine perfectly fine. and i yeah, i dont like to be a sympathy magnet okay okay? hahah yes we should look to God and not seek worldly advice and sympathy anyway. i got my xanga site up. hahah and its gonna be private yeah. for private thoughts.&lt;em&gt;so dont remember me for being the sad strange one. remember the good things about me! like the fact that i ccan be nice at times. : D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and sorry if i "..."-ed you, or "whatever"-ed you. i dont usually do that but but ahhh sorry sorry. i dont mean to be hostile and everything. You see, its this strange anger. ahhh I PRAY THAT GOD WILL TAKE IT AWAYYY. away away, far far away! &lt;em&gt;hahh WRONG ADDRESS, anger, i send you back to the one who sent you to hurt me and my friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was good today and yesterday. we watched veggietales for fuel. it was so funny! QUEENIEPOO. i could call katt that :D. shed be so disgusted. i shall test for reaction later on if she goes online. i got all the names wrong. except for essy. hahah i know i thought the king was called zurg. and esthers cousin was mortiguy. and the kings righthand man was hymen. hhahah but ehh it was funny. and we still dont know what veggie esther is! hahha the thought of banishment to the isle of perpetual tickling is so funny ahahhah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why is there a piano in my cake?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service was good too, about faith. Hm its always about faith. and yes its true, God does seem very convenient to us. coz we're so fortunate then we take Him for granted. ): hahah yeah lately i feel so unclose to God. for some reason or another. ahhhhh. okay hmm i hope serenes granny's brest lump will go away! power weekend is cool yes? Those slain and those healed, amazing testimonies... And Lewis was saved :) now i need to help him to grow grow grow. er noastrid, not taller. just grow spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS CHEAH GOES TO OUR CHURCH. i never never knew that. wowee. ahhaha then me ruth and her talked about stuff hahaha. oh mannn its so weirdd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115598813878770839?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115598813878770839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115598813878770839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115598813878770839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115598813878770839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-perhaps-i-should-really-try-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115581288579804839</id><published>2006-08-17T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T04:08:06.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGG why am i so hungry?&lt;br /&gt;random fact: did you know, that maoam sweets are under haribo?&lt;br /&gt;Aw man i was really really tired today. i had the worst shortest sleep ever and it sucked. when i came to school i was so friggin tired. and then i was worried that id conk out while taking the tests.but thankfully that didnt happen and i hope i dont do badly for math or the other subjects for the matter because my whole family thinks im a slacker and am not caring about my studies coz i feel assured with the place in njc and that i think its alright to fail, which is the most untrue piece of junk ive evr heard because i do not slack, i am junst mildly under disciplined. okay maybe not mildly but then but then i stayed up to study okay. please, slackers dont even do that. they just waste their time, and then waste time wasting time. its what they do, and i do not do that kind of things. Haha but yesterday after praying, i was able to concentrate after that! wheehee. and i prayed for my attention span to be sustained and it happened. which was reaallly great because i know that i would have failed this test immediately if i hadnt done all that studying. i mean the thing was quite tough lah and everyone was like discussing the answers and all that.&lt;br /&gt;i still dont think people should discuss answers after tests because if you know what youve gotten wrong, how to have faith huh. how to let God tamper wit your works! hahah just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. join the Loong fan club!&lt;br /&gt;LOONG stands for long ong ong nana gong.&lt;br /&gt;hahah JOIN JOIN JOIN OKAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115581288579804839?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115581288579804839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115581288579804839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115581288579804839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115581288579804839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/omgg-why-am-i-so-hungry-random-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115562978034104632</id><published>2006-08-15T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T01:16:20.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think my camp video sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i think my history test sucked.&lt;br /&gt;and i think that my chinese oral pretty much sucks as well.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i should turn that all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think my camp video is okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i might do okay for history.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i think that im gonna do okay for chinese oral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see see, big big difference.&lt;br /&gt;anyway didnt join tuesday cult today.&lt;br /&gt;i am so proud of myself :D&lt;br /&gt;and we stayed to practice chinese oral with laoshi.&lt;br /&gt;haha laoshi isnt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;shes different than when shes in class and all pmsey and all, really.&lt;br /&gt;shes nice if you dont piss her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHOH our coms are gonna be shut down automatically.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay gotta go for tennis, bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115562978034104632?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115562978034104632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115562978034104632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115562978034104632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115562978034104632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-my-camp-video-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115555043544339375</id><published>2006-08-14T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T03:18:27.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Did i mention how much art sucks?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, and did i mention how much i hate art?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renjean came over to study.&lt;br /&gt;we studied at the playground treehouse without a tree.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep halfway.&lt;br /&gt;could. not. keep. my. bleddy. eyes. open.&lt;br /&gt;and it was quite&lt;strong&gt; productive &lt;/strong&gt;you know, unlike when you go to plees house and end up eating.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, school ends on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27th OCTOBER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahha arent you exciteddddddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming and i havent begun mugging and progress report not looking so good.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have the worst msg in class okay.&lt;br /&gt;You see, thats why i want to go to NJ and make a fresh new start!&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave the &lt;strong&gt;stupid meiyan to die&lt;/strong&gt; and be a part of your memories and &lt;strong&gt;i shall be all smart and wise&lt;/strong&gt; and probably get eye bags and all from academic overkill! shall not think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ART WAS HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to redo and it was so disgusting and comparing two of the disgusting arts, i chose the more disgusting one because the less disgusting one was boring and BLEAHH. if theres anything worse than disgusting, its boring, and no i cannnot afford to get a sucky grade for art becuase im pretty much sucking at everything, and no i shall not even tell you how bad i did because its just too bleddy stupid to tell everyone of your stupidity isnt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah we finally did devotions today AFTER SO LONG.&lt;br /&gt;and i think our devotional group is kind of VERY &lt;em&gt;UNSPONTANEOUS&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah even if you dont understand what the book is talking about, DONT DIGRESS YOU BOOOOOOOOOOOBS.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;astrid&lt;/strong&gt;, gotta stop raising your legs like a beng because such behavior is unbecoming of a lady! HAHA, okay i take that back. astrid is not a lady. she was born with more male testosterone than women oestrogen, so we shall have to be more patient with her because of her hormonal faults and abnormalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renjean complained and complained and complained about her results and was wondering why Mrs Poh had to get pregnant and leave us all with Ms Tan who had caused her unfair grading and so she kept complaing and complaining and she wanted to know why Mrs Poh's hubby had to impregnate her. and just as i was about to explain to her, that reproduction is very very essential in life, to ensure a continuity and survival of the the human race, she told me she didnt wanna hear it.&lt;br /&gt;if you didnt wanna know, WHY ASK?&lt;br /&gt;HURRRRH?&lt;br /&gt;HATEVER MANN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, 2s led chapel?&lt;br /&gt;it was so different, THE WHOLE CLASS WAS UP ON THE PLATFORM.&lt;br /&gt;and they're supposed to lead but practically everyone has their mouths closed.&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk, God will not be happy okay?&lt;br /&gt;and half-hearted worship is as good as no worship at all.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well chapel was still &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;, maybe what i saw was just the minority.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this is a long long post!&lt;br /&gt;hahah arent you getting bored from reading?&lt;br /&gt;go and tag lah my tagboard lahh its feeling very very down because everyone seems to ignore it. oh oh, and tag so i know that people actually visit my blog, coz right now its feeling very unpopulated and boobish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, God bless you and you and youuuuuuu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115555043544339375?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115555043544339375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115555043544339375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115555043544339375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115555043544339375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-i-mention-how-much-art-sucks-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115548456487605556</id><published>2006-08-13T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T09:12:07.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wasted the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I PLANNED TO STUDY THE WHOLE DAY TODAY,&lt;br /&gt;of course that was an extremely unreasonable way to treat myself, but then again, if i didnt study my results would obviously suck so i need to be mean to myself just so i can be good to myself. yeahh, but we all know my plans flopped.&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of fact it always does because i have such poor time management and im guilty of every time wasting sin there is. okay maybe not BUT STILL.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH. i would have studied but it was grandmas birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and then we had this 10-course dinner with her mahjong kakees or khakis or whatever you spell it hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. SO NOW I HAVE 4 BLEDDY SUBJECTS TO STUDY AND I AM SO DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;this week is gonna be &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise GOD because i think my family is coming to know God and it seems they will accept him soon! HHAHAH its awesome mannnn. like today dad wanted to go to church and like WHOA i didnt even ask him to! &lt;strong&gt;SEE SEE SEEE GOD IS MIRACULOUS&lt;/strong&gt; LAH.&lt;br /&gt;even though dad sleeps in church, he actuallly heard the sermon.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could do that, haahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;oh well, one of his God-given talents, cannot be jealous :D&lt;br /&gt;todays sermon was good, we must have &lt;strong&gt;AUDACIOUS FERVOUR&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;RELENTLESS FAITH&lt;/strong&gt; in God. divine healing is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;WOWEEEEEEE. yeah if you believe, its not impossible.&lt;br /&gt;hahah forget all that talk about big dreams and wishful thinking, just have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;faith in God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, miracles can happen. but dont make big big demands coz God is not obligated to give you all those worthless material things. AND never &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;underestimate the power of prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hhaha well im guilty of praying without a strong belief that impossible feats can be accomplished. haahha okay i shall no longer pray like that because its pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no doubt, no fear. for fear cripples faith and doubt kills it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and you must remember, &lt;strong&gt;God looks at you with the look of love, the look of second chances, the look of acceptance. he doesnt look at you with condemnation, or rejection, &lt;/strong&gt;which is really really cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now wasnt that enriching?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, OH, SPEAKING OF AUDACIOUS FERVOUR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;I pray so so so so so much that You'll make my brain super duper absorbent powers like a big big wonder pad and that You'll grant me the self-discipline TO &lt;strong&gt;STUDY&lt;/strong&gt; and give me the power to resist temptations like err those things that i should not spend, or rather, waste, so much time on. I AUDACIOUSLY PRAY THAT YOU WILL GRANT ME  WISDOM to go kill those tests instead of them killing me because Lord, You are a God of overcoming the impossible and this feat is not too impossible but i think it is thats why i have faith that it can be overcome in Your name! In Jesus name i pray, AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i need to whack myself for not praying seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115548456487605556?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115548456487605556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115548456487605556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115548456487605556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115548456487605556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wasted-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115531173950491526</id><published>2006-08-11T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T08:55:39.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I BLOGGED BUT BLEDDY BLOGGER SCREWED IT UP.&lt;br /&gt;haah, i shall not remain pissed at a stupid inanimate website because today was a great day and i shall not let my high spirits be dampened by little trivalries such as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANETSHAKERS WERE AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;i went with plee becky jo-ann coeway and nick(plees boyfriend! HAHAH &lt;strong&gt;JUST KIDDING&lt;/strong&gt;)??&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;whooaaa i think the speaker was good yeahh?&lt;br /&gt;most pastors say the same thing but i guess theres always something new for us to discover in His message to us. today i realised, THAT IM LOSING FOCUS.&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD I LOSE MY FOCUS NONO!! &gt; : (&lt;br /&gt;this is not happening! like my life isnt centered in God.&lt;br /&gt;blahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115531173950491526?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115531173950491526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115531173950491526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115531173950491526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115531173950491526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-blogged-but-bleddy-blogger-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115522345041602365</id><published>2006-08-10T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:24:13.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>you know what. i'm inexperienced in blogging. so errr.&lt;br /&gt;dont mind me if i type weirdo stuffs yeah. it's really not my fault anyway. cos loongy wanted me t guest blog. heehee. Err, it's kinda stupid to repeat whatever Loong has typed. so i shall just. repeat it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so in the morning... when wilona came over, we did some really productive work liek physics and math. and when loong arrived, she started asking for breaks after every 15 minutes intervals which resulted in us getting nothing done at all. and during lunch.. meiyan kept burping so i asked wilona what did oprah mean by 14 farts a day. cos sometimes you can fart interminably for a minute and that would amount to like 10,000 'poots'. But that's not counted either 'cos it's a non stop thing. okay, i'm just talking rubbish. so after lunch, thanks to loong meiyan, we started looking at some xiaxue person's blog. she still looks weird even after she photoshopped her face. it's bad to try to change your looks cos everyone's God's cool creation. &amp;amp; she's really judgemental and biased. 'cos she thinks that Christianity's just something stupidpeople are believing in. she claims that whatever good happens in aChristian's life, he/she'll give the credit to God but Christians do not understand that it just happens and God does not exist. ): It's an unfair statement, and whoever out there reads her blog, do not listen to her cos she has not experienced God's exixtence!&lt;br /&gt;So, i got really mad cos i really wanted to go to the stone table to stardee. but some people wanted to enjoy the aircon and commie which defeats the whole purpose of wanting to stardee anyway. so i stayed on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;BUT loong meiyan had to lie with Wilona and I when we were already so comfortable in our current position claiming that only 3 people woud complete the bed.so we were practically lying all over each other-me smelling wilona's toned butt along with meiyan's feet scent.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so after all that digressing, it was time for dinner.. and as usual, wilona and loong were amused by my dinenr bell which was not amusing at all.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner.. we went back up to the room and Loong started talking to kinky Kelvin while wilona and i played daidee. hahah. then we did some blog visits which were full of gossips liek Kinky Kelvin's. tsktsktsk. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling asleeep.....ZzzzZzzZZZZzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. did you know that stargazing is so much more relaxing compared to stardeeing?&lt;br /&gt;okk. you shall stop listening to my crappy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;God blesss you, everyone! He loves you a lot! hope you love Him too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115522345041602365?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115522345041602365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115522345041602365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115522345041602365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115522345041602365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115521902771505438</id><published>2006-08-10T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T07:10:28.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today i went all the way to &lt;strong&gt;BEDOK&lt;/strong&gt; mrt station to get the planet shakers tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that took approximately &lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt; minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and andrew that buffooon made me wait another half an hour for those tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after that i had to go all the way in the OPPOSITE direction to &lt;strong&gt;BOON LAY&lt;/strong&gt; to pearlys house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i only realised that and realised what a baboon brain i was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then in Pearly's house we ate GOOOOOOOD GOOOOOOOD food!&lt;br /&gt;hahah, we pigged out on lasagne and pitee and carbonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and then we were all full and bloated and then we drank milo, which Pearly claims to have diabetic effects. which makes you wonder, &lt;em&gt;why then does she have like cartons of milo in her storage? &lt;/em&gt;therefore i have concluded that claim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;groundless.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after that we went up to Pearly's room and we did &lt;em&gt;PHYSICS&lt;/em&gt;. yes we actually do manage to do productive work even with each other as distractions. oh and we watched lots and lots of youtube. we watched madtv and many music videos like fergies london bridge which was painful to wilonas ears. and whatever shes just being so whore-ish. and Pearly and Wilona explained to me it wasnt pronounced W-hore but, HOR. and they laughed but phonetically speaking it should be W-HORE right coz if not what would the W be there for? i mean yeah the E is excused coz phonetically, an E at the end of a word is always silent. okay im just blabbering. if i had a fakt book like harvie krumpett, this would be one of the facts of life that i'd include.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wilona was studying her History and i was studying my home economics and learning about vitamins but absorbed nothing and plee was studying her maths. we were all huddled up on the bed and then plee was trying to get us to go down to the stone table but we were being so distracted and uncontrollable that plee decided to hide in the little balcony which has coolio windows which you can only look out but not in. and then we realised that it could not be locked so there goes to intention of locking her out. and then the dinner bell rang so we went to eat the crispy noodles her maid cooked and it was good and the only relatively normal looking meal ive ever eaten in Pearly's household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after dinner we went to use msn and then we talked to kinky kelvin over the msn phone. it was a strange conversation coz there were many moments of awkward silence coz pearly and wilona were busy playing cards and so we told kelvin that the grass was greener on the other side and he just laughed. and and kelvin asked to be promoted and when he did not get any promotion, he began promoting himself. and wilona was being so funny by always talking into the mic and saying "is kinky kelvin there?" as if kinky was part of his name hahah. and then we talked gibberish and kept mixing up conversations and then we wanted to see pictures of megan but then there was only that one disturbing image of her hugging his leg or something which was extremely disturbing but then after we requested it be taken off, he changed his dp to one of himself and his genetically mutated THING which was a hot dog bun which had just released shootlings of chocolate. but it was less disturbing than the one of megan hugging his leg. and so there ends the conversation with kinky kelvin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115521902771505438?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115521902771505438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115521902771505438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115521902771505438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115521902771505438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-i-went-all-way-to-bedok-mrt.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115513245229363420</id><published>2006-08-09T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:07:43.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh what the heck its just like any other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fireworks werent so spectacular and watching the entire ceremony was like watching a rerun of a tape thats been aired since 41 years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha i sound so cynical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have this theory that if ceremonies were abolished, the world would be a better place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what if SRnathan got a heart attack halfway through the ceremony?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what if SRnathan got shot while he was parading in that car with the half flag flag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahha hes an open target doode. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if this was america, he'd be dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that was what Mag said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate self piteous jaded losers who ought to stop moping about and do something about themselves because they can be so bleddy oblivious to things that matter, because theyre so caught up with their lame lives and are obviously so unappreciative of what and who they're blessed with. and i say this with no particular person in mind. well maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115513245229363420?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115513245229363420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115513245229363420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115513245229363420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115513245229363420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115501839029270225</id><published>2006-08-07T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:26:30.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS &lt;strong&gt;NATIONAL DAY EVE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the celebrations werent as fun as last year &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;the event line up was pretty bad and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;wassup with the forum and that &lt;strong&gt;angry citizen&lt;/strong&gt; with all her talk about society being &lt;strong&gt;gullible&lt;/strong&gt; and that singapores progress is limited and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;CHILL, girl. hahah you'll change our nation &lt;em&gt;one day&lt;/em&gt; okay?&lt;br /&gt;till then, give thanks to the roof over our heads.&lt;br /&gt;hahah anyway shes probably planted there lah, as everyone suspects.&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised that students our age cared so much about &lt;strong&gt;politics&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, thats an adult thing :D.&lt;br /&gt;the 4 girls sitting up there on stage looked pretty lost hahah during the entire arguement and then the the emcees had to shoo off the angry mob of 3.&lt;br /&gt;well that was all i remembered i think there was alot of singing.&lt;br /&gt;same old routine every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh they gave us &lt;strong&gt;plastic flags&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;coooolio we had a level flag waving competition which was the lamest thing ever hahah.&lt;br /&gt;okay at the end everyone got so restless they began to &lt;strong&gt;bop&lt;/strong&gt; each others asses and then well the domino-ique reaction was set in motion and whooo people fell.&lt;br /&gt;and people passed stuff around like those very much unappreciated song sheets with those songs we are, yes, sick of. so it was like:&lt;br /&gt;this letter is from hannah-wilona-pearly-meiyan-deanna-seeyue-shannen-seeyue-denna-me-you HAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;it was friggin lame.&lt;br /&gt;and at the end we tried to &lt;strong&gt;fling our flags&lt;/strong&gt; in the air like graduants of the natl day eve celebrations but mine ended up less than 1 m above me. so i was bummed.&lt;br /&gt;its air resistance i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;ngee ann poly&lt;/strong&gt; after that for the ece racer thingy.&lt;br /&gt;me andrea jinnie eunice charmaine!&lt;br /&gt;heheh we ate a good cheap lunch.&lt;br /&gt;their canteen food is so cheap :S&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY our racer is the cooliest contraption everrrr.&lt;br /&gt;(funny how i always spell contraption as contraception :9)&lt;br /&gt;wow wheeeee hahahh im so fascinated it can move by itself on the black tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cooolness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i was falling asleep while the guy was explaining.&lt;br /&gt;i swear its the Ngee Ann Poly food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its drugged&lt;/strong&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngee ann polys toilets are hella freaky!&lt;br /&gt;eee its like taht korea horror movie i watched.&lt;br /&gt;eeee cant shake that feeling of. eww.&lt;br /&gt;eeee! hahahah i need to stop thinking about tis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to ISLAND CREAMERY.&lt;br /&gt;i paased up ice cream again.&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD I. &gt; : (&lt;br /&gt;andrea is sooo funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;we took a ton of pics but im not even gonna try to upload the pics coz my bleddy phone is the most irritating retarded unfit for use p.o.s. thingum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andreaas so cute&lt;/strong&gt; hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115501839029270225?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30582339.post-115495062941434008</id><published>2006-08-07T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T04:37:10.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;why do we have to dress up like singapore flags?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flags should be representing the people,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not the people representing the flag. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRONIC. PARADOXIC!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah is that how you use those cheem cheem words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need red pants.&lt;br /&gt;or white pants.&lt;br /&gt;must we REAALY do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30582339-115495062941434008?l=lmeiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115495062941434008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30582339&amp;postID=115495062941434008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115495062941434008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30582339/posts/default/115495062941434008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmeiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-do-we-have-to-dress-up-like.html' title=''/><author><name>-filburt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06663714228520613183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
