<?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-336444804325685873</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:35:27.194+08:00</updated><category term='Chasing rainbow'/><category term='together we rock.'/><title type='text'>[SMILE] :D on</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2194215348550463999</id><published>2011-04-25T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:30:02.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="TsHPtadq" title="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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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Okay, maybe it was yesterday (Considering that it has past twelve)&lt;br /&gt;However, it's still at its worst.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate today.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Because:&lt;br /&gt;a) SOMEONE LOCKED THEIR BLOG. (Oh c'mon I just posted something about you and E on twitter and this is it?)&lt;br /&gt;b) I'm in a damn suckish mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was kinda awesome cause:&lt;br /&gt;a) I managed to finish my MCQ Set A and half of MCQ Set B whilst watching HSM and Camp Rock 2&lt;br /&gt;b) Nick Jonas's Introducing Me made me smile/laugh.&lt;br /&gt;c) I watched tons of HIMYM.&lt;br /&gt;*clap hands*&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT. And I posted a hate post on wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired of all this, I don't know why I can't be braver and just end the whole thing once and for all. And I'm tired of instigating all this, why can't you have balls and END the whole thing? Because you know we are both tired of all this. YOU ARE TIRED TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mb. Ccb. Blogger is different from wordpress. Because I can swear like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-25947016424035285?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/25947016424035285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=25947016424035285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/25947016424035285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/25947016424035285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/11/horrible.html' title='HORRIBLE.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-122812064880691810</id><published>2010-09-06T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:15:39.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing cars, Chasing pavements.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You said you were tired of chasing me again and again. What about me? I do feel tired of waiting sometimes, I don't complain. I'm tired of being lower than others in priority. You say trust is gone for you. Well, I don't know. REALLY, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL I should have seen in the first place is. He is chasing me, I'm chasing - and - is chasing her, she's chasing some sheezh. AND WHY THE SHEEZH, I cannot turn around and see the truth? Well, nevermind about that. Humpty Dumpty already fell down the wall, so I might as well don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-122812064880691810?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/122812064880691810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=122812064880691810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/122812064880691810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/122812064880691810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/09/chasing-cars-chasing-pavements.html' title='Chasing cars, Chasing pavements.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3304576965587882140</id><published>2010-08-20T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T19:46:44.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HI. Back from the dead, and back to blogger. I guess there's just heck loads of stuff I wanna say but just now rather run away from it. And just hide it here, just for now. Probably forever. But just writing here. Well, I guess no one is reading this. So just gonna tell to my blogger buddy. Hahaha. HELLO DEAR BLOGGER DIARY. Thanks for being here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I  hate how men and women think differently. Now for each question I ask,  you have a perfectly sweet answer for me. Yet I'm constantly thinking  you've came prepared, to save your own ass. As long as the answer is  sweet, swoons me over, you're safe.. Even though they are all lies. But  I'm not the kind of girl who will take in the sweetness. I'll actually  scrap the icing, nice little fruits and chocolates away, and see whats  really beneath it. And I really wish that beneath all the nice exterior,  the inside of it is just as good, and pure, and true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That following chunk is from Priscilla's blog. Yeah, I kind of agree to it. HMMM. Nothing much else to say. Just interfere. Heh. HAHAHA. Grass is always greener on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3304576965587882140?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3304576965587882140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3304576965587882140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3304576965587882140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3304576965587882140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/08/truth.html' title='Truth?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3876982706563524839</id><published>2010-08-17T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:11:54.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG LOST.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hi Long Lost Blogger/Diary. Haha. I know I haven't been posting on you for quite sometime. I haven't forgotten about you, don't worry. I think about you almost everyday as I am using wordpress. Heh, okay enough the joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to type it down, type it down and cross my finger hope the feeling will be gone. I shall not think that the grass is greener. I shall not think the lyrics of 'Thinking of you' anymore. I'm just gonna type it out. Swallow the taste of bile on my tongue and get on with my life. Yeap, that's what I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the truth is I have been thinking about all this weird crushes and stuff that I had. Really long time ago. Those that draw back since like P3 like LWY. Haha. I doubt anyone can remember about it, probably not even YC. Haha. I guess it's some sort of influence. Some sort of lonesome that made me think about this and all that. Well, it's not like I'm getting tired of him or anything. It's just that I just thought about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mentality cheating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This word keep on cycling around my head. No, it's not. It's not. Not even a chance, not even a way. But it did made me think, if they were like him I guess I will end up like who I am now, typing about some silliest crushes that popped in my mind these few days. They don't matter. Yes, they don't. I shan't think about those absurd thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookiemonster, Short legs, jamwaffles, GZX, WPE, LWY, WJH, KTY, you all shall never ever ever ever ever - till infinity ever - enter my mind or dreams again. EVER. Okay. MIND STOP IT STOP THINKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooodles. It's much a struggles. And my battery is 20% heh. GREAT JOB. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3876982706563524839?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3876982706563524839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3876982706563524839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3876982706563524839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3876982706563524839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-lost.html' title='LONG LOST.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2676571650733459919</id><published>2010-03-13T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:11:49.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2676571650733459919?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2676571650733459919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2676571650733459919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2676571650733459919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2676571650733459919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6114196485321656055</id><published>2010-03-05T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:12:34.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm like really bored. But don't wanna post on wordpress so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a guy - post this as my kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;if you're a girl - post it as my kind of boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you need him/her to be good looking?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Doesn't have to. But beauty is in the eye of the beholder right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Smart?&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind. Just don't act smart yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Preferred age?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. Can I don't answer this. Or else some people will tsk tsk me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Preferred height?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Emm I actually prefer taller yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How about sense of humor?&lt;br /&gt;Know how to laugh at my jokes can already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How about piercings?&lt;br /&gt;NO THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Accepts you for who you are?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pink hair?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. No. But please at least own a pink shirt in the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Mushy or no?.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I don't mind. Just don't too mushy eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Thin or fat?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Medium sized. Too thin is like bamboo, too fat is like ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Black, Brown or White (skin color)?&lt;br /&gt;My own race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Long hair or short hair?&lt;br /&gt;Short. Like BOTAK. No lah. Short would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Plastic or metal?&lt;br /&gt;Not that irritating plastic or hardcore metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Smells good?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. *nod head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Smoker?&lt;br /&gt;Tyvm. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Drinker?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, a little bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Girl/Boy-next-door type?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Muscular?&lt;br /&gt;Might not be. But I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Plays piano?&lt;br /&gt;*NOD HEADS VIGOROUSLY* Or guitar would be nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Plays bass and/or acoustic guitar?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Has said above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Plays violin?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. Might not be. But can is gooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Sings very good?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Yeah. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Vain?&lt;br /&gt;Don't snatch my mirror can already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. With glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Don't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. With braces?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Don't mind either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Shy type?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Rebel or good boy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Little rebel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Active or passive?&lt;br /&gt;Can I have both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Tight or bomb?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Singer or dancer? &lt;br /&gt;BOTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. stunner?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. No thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Hiphop?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. Nope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Earrings?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 34. Mr/Ms. count-my-ex-until-you-drop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. Don't like one hour change one can already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Dimples?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Bookworm?&lt;br /&gt;GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Mr/Ms. love letter?&lt;br /&gt;*nod head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Playful?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Flirt?&lt;br /&gt;NOPEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Poem writer?&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Might not be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. serious?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Campus crush?&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Painter?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Religious?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Someone who likes to tease people?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. Don't like tease until super serious can already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Computer games geek? Or internet freak?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. Neither actually, but please know how to use a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Speaks 20 languages?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Edward Cullen baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Loyal or faithful?&lt;br /&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. good kisser?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. loves children?&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6114196485321656055?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6114196485321656055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6114196485321656055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6114196485321656055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6114196485321656055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-like-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1651578464341017804</id><published>2010-01-28T08:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:22:02.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets.</title><content type='html'>Tell me what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Something that were like those years&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the insincere&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;This time, don't need another perfect line&lt;br /&gt;Don't care if critics never jump in line&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;-Secrets, OneRepublic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1651578464341017804?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1651578464341017804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1651578464341017804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1651578464341017804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1651578464341017804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/01/secrets.html' title='Secrets.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5870432838307007410</id><published>2010-01-11T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:48:14.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my regret.</title><content type='html'>Something on my chest&lt;br /&gt;I got something to say&lt;br /&gt;Girl, Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s too late now, still I’ve got something to say…&lt;br /&gt;Girl I’m sorry that I treated you that way&lt;br /&gt;Time has gone now, and the moment has passed…&lt;br /&gt;When I had the chance to try and make us last&lt;br /&gt;All alone now, and it’s no one’s fault by mine…&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t see the truth, I had those blinded eyes&lt;br /&gt;You have moved on, still I don’t give a damn…&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get this off my chest while I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How… I… need… you… more…and more… will… you&lt;br /&gt;Come…back… to…me… please?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single hour,&lt;br /&gt;Of every single day, I&lt;br /&gt;Miss you more and more,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what to say, I&lt;br /&gt;Know I closed the door,&lt;br /&gt;You’re gone and on your way&lt;br /&gt;But now, I need you, I need you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take it back to the day when we first met,&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I’d start all over again…&lt;br /&gt;Our love is My Regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take it back to the place when we first met,&lt;br /&gt; If I could, I’d start all over again…&lt;br /&gt; Our love is My Regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have known then, what I know now…&lt;br /&gt;Dying every second that you’re not around&lt;br /&gt;Should have been there, when you needed me…&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m by myself, on my bended knees&lt;br /&gt;Should have loved you, while I had the chance to…&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t realize that you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;Should have shown you, what you meant to me…&lt;br /&gt;Baby now I see, that you were my queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How… I… need… you… more…and more… will… you&lt;br /&gt;Come…back… to…me… please?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single hour,&lt;br /&gt;Of every single day, I&lt;br /&gt;Miss you more and more,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what to say, I&lt;br /&gt;Know I closed the door,&lt;br /&gt;Sent you on your way&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re gone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take it back to the place when we first met,&lt;br /&gt; If I could, I’d start all over again…&lt;br /&gt; Our love is My Regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take it back to the place when we first met,&lt;br /&gt; If I could, I’d start all over again…&lt;br /&gt; Our love is My Regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take it back to the place when we first met,&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I’d start all over again…&lt;br /&gt;Our love is My Regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take it back to the day when we first met,&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I’d start all over again…&lt;br /&gt;Our love is My Regret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5870432838307007410?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5870432838307007410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5870432838307007410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5870432838307007410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5870432838307007410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-regret.html' title='my regret.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3207273671697656058</id><published>2009-11-29T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:33:12.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obsessive obsession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Boo! Gahahaha. I am so super bored. I'm telling you - BORED LIKE B.O.R.E.D I'm so bored that I keep on doing Social Interview although the questions is kinda irritating me.&lt;/p&gt;Haha. Recently have been thinking about something a lot. And meaning a lot is that it almost run in my mind every second. It's getting quite an obsessive obsession. Argh argh. I want to stop stop stop stop doing that. But I can't. And it feels wrong. Because you have someone that you love and the someone loves you too. And you are thinking about something else. OHDEAR! Obsessive obsession is making me liking rock song like Avenge Sevenfold. OHDEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Shall stop crapping. Bye~ Hope I get over it soon :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3207273671697656058?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3207273671697656058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3207273671697656058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3207273671697656058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3207273671697656058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/11/obsessive-obsession.html' title='obsessive obsession.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5456357804948027675</id><published>2009-11-28T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:39:53.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="quote"&gt;           &lt;blockquote class="words long"&gt;“Every girl needs a man. You know, the kind that’ll treat you right. The kind that has enough respect for you &amp;amp; is willing to change, just to be with you. The kind that searches for you with all his heart &amp;amp; that can be trusted in a room full of beautiful girls. Every girl needs a man who won’t cheat on her because he knows she’s got all that he wants &amp;amp; needs already. He won’t mind calling you early in the morning just to say good morning or late at night to say good night; maybe even sing you a good morning song &amp;amp; tell you a bedtime story or talk to you until you fall asleep. This guy will be the kind that’ll do anything for you, even if it’s to just go to the store &amp;amp; buy you your favorite kind of candy. He would defend &amp;amp; fight for you &amp;amp; wouldn’t bail on you for his friends when you need him most. The kind that won’t leave you lonely &amp;amp; wondering; the one that calls you surprisingly, even if he’s out with his friend, to just tell you that he loves &amp;amp; misses you a lot. The kind that isn’t afraid to smile to his friends every time you’re around &amp;amp; tell them, “She’s the one”. The kind that appreciates you for the things you do for him, even if they’re little. The ones that actually thank you for the little love notes you leave him, waits for you when you’re falling behind, &amp;amp; opens doors for you. Every girl needs a man who will take you out on dates once in awhile &amp;amp; buys you flowers just because it’s a Wednesday. The kind of guy that notices your hair when you just got it cut or done beautifully for him. He would remind you that he loves you &amp;amp; that he’s happy to be with you, just in case you forget. The kind that just doesn’t want kisses &amp;amp; hugs, but to actually be loved &amp;amp; to love. You deserve a guy that will call you beautiful instead of hot, who kisses your forehead when you’re down, tells you to be strong &amp;amp; to not cry, &amp;amp; when you do cry, he’d cry with you when times are hard. The kind that will go through thick &amp;amp; thin with &amp;amp; for you. The kind that just loves you for who you are &amp;amp; not for who you aren’t and loves you because you’re his favorite girl in the whole wide world.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;           &lt;p class="source"&gt;— (via &lt;a href="http://poeticheartache.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;poeticheartache&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="source"&gt;I'm tired of smiling at you when you are not looking. I'm tired of trying to make it work. I'm tired of trying to catch your glances. I'm tired of being upset because of you. I'm tired of trying to claim you as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5456357804948027675?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5456357804948027675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5456357804948027675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5456357804948027675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5456357804948027675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/11/every-girl-needs-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7022425796280333293</id><published>2009-11-20T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:34:54.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want I want!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.tinypic.com/2myrm7t.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 400px;" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2myrm7t.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want this Bootie Wedges (Brown)! Super nice cans!&lt;br /&gt;But it is super freaking expensive $55 ley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i37.tinypic.com/vmtbn8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 400px;" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/vmtbn8.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This one also can. But it would be alot nice if it is leather.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, see this place -&gt; &lt;a href="http://flyingcars.livejournal.com/4443.html#cutid1"&gt;Flyingcars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all the things I want!&lt;br /&gt;The leather lace-up bootie wedges reminds me of Ice Skating....&lt;br /&gt;I want go Ice skating someday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7022425796280333293?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7022425796280333293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7022425796280333293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7022425796280333293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7022425796280333293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-i-want.html' title='I want I want!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/2myrm7t_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3067194047967904439</id><published>2009-11-14T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:12:29.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll be in my heart</title><content type='html'>我们从不开口那个言语&lt;br /&gt;那一句我爱你&lt;br /&gt;永远像少了勇气&lt;br /&gt;别人都说&lt;br /&gt;我和你之间的关系&lt;br /&gt;没有人相信只有关心&lt;br /&gt;我们从不正视那个问题&lt;br /&gt;那一些是非题&lt;br /&gt;总让人伤透脑筋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for today,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for what you did at the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the shoulder for me to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for protecting me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fun and enriching day.&lt;br /&gt;Went to library with mutton :D&lt;br /&gt;And READ A ZILLION BOOKS ON HISTORY.&lt;br /&gt;Super cool lah.&lt;br /&gt;But all the books is reference *sulk sulk*&lt;br /&gt;So cannot borrow out.&lt;br /&gt;Next time go there read again.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to mutton super much today.&lt;br /&gt;After that ate at some western foodie place at AIA building&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the last action hero. SUPER LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After that go back home.&lt;br /&gt;Super long break than can see mutton, like on the 25th.&lt;br /&gt;*sulk sulk*&lt;br /&gt;But at least not like field camp like that, can use hp.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Okay, goodbye. Ending here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3067194047967904439?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3067194047967904439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3067194047967904439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3067194047967904439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3067194047967904439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/11/youll-be-in-my-heart.html' title='You&apos;ll be in my heart'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-8926979816008232501</id><published>2009-11-13T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:38:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what if I break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throw me off the edge?&lt;br /&gt;My feet run of the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place, I wanna hear my sound.&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just trying to be happy, yea&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be happy, yea.&lt;br /&gt;-Happy, Leona Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VH1 Divas. Rock Arse.&lt;br /&gt;Except for Miley - Constipated Cow (MUAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Serious, no offence fans. She just sing too hard. And her voice just go. WOAH WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, toodles. NOTHING MORE TO ADD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-8926979816008232501?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/8926979816008232501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=8926979816008232501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8926979816008232501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8926979816008232501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy.html' title='Happy.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-415778399732213437</id><published>2009-11-13T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:20:24.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;幾千のdestinies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 運命なんて変えてみせる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; この両手で今僕に何ができるかな&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 動き出すfantasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 確かなものはここにある&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 信じることそれだけは誰にも負けない&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; reach out from inside&lt;br /&gt;- Changin' Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm gonna revive my blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe it's not pretty much dead but just nobody reading it.&lt;br /&gt;Was bloghopping around this morning and saw Ho Ling's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw this post talking about MJ and the This Is It.&lt;br /&gt;What she say is so totally what I feel lah.&lt;br /&gt;There is just like a sudden bunch of people who popped out to be his fan.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, don't be so hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;You only like MJ because a lot people are doing so.&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when MJ was alive.&lt;br /&gt;Complaining about his plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-415778399732213437?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/415778399732213437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=415778399732213437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/415778399732213437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/415778399732213437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/11/revive.html' title='revive.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-671964909106611294</id><published>2009-11-09T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:39:26.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rotten apples.</title><content type='html'>Just looking back these past few months of getting close to someone in particular. Sometimes, when you look back at a particular time where you thought you were good, you find yourself actually being stupid. For example, A was angry with B for laughing at everything she do and stomped away angrily then a few months or years past A looks back and actually laugh and thinks that what she did was really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, take it in my shoes. I looked back, and what do I see. I don't really know exactly. Am I stupid? I think maybe. But I think at a certain point of time we never expected it to be that way, maybe not you but at least I didn't expect it to turn out like so twisted and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sad (maybe I am), but I am definitely not angry with anybody. I just feel very sorry for the way I have to end this in this way without letting you to say anything. Maybe you would think that what did you do wrong? I hope in some point of time you'll realize, and I do also hope that this wouldn't just be ending up like some rotten apples on the road side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching sex and the city today on HBO. And it was the quite starting season - Season One's ending and Season Two's head. And there was an episode I couldn't remember season one episode 12 or season two episode 1. Carrie was dumping Big for his lack of commitment. She was actually going to a holiday place with Big, but because the day (or the week before) Big couldn't introduce her to his mother as his girlfriend. She just feel very disappointed. Well, so she wanted him to tell her that he was his only one or somehow making a commitment to her. But he just couldn't. So she couldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take it anymore. I really can't. I can't be just friends with somebody whom I do almost everything with. I can't take it to listen to somebody that tells his mum that he is going out with his friend although it's very clear that we are more than that. I know we have already talk through about this issue before. But at some point, I have to make it clear. You don't need to tell the whole world that you like me, but I just want to know that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last all the pictures have been burned,&lt;br /&gt;all the past is just some lesson that we learned.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't forget, Demi Lovato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-671964909106611294?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/671964909106611294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=671964909106611294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/671964909106611294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/671964909106611294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/11/rotten-apples.html' title='rotten apples.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1584330066281429701</id><published>2009-10-26T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:37:15.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Granted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know if you ever felt the same.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe. You think the same too.&lt;br /&gt;Just like I do.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I don't know what I'm talking about you know?&lt;br /&gt;Just want to say, all these days.&lt;br /&gt;All these days without you by my side, without just an sms, an MRT stop away.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I really rely on you so much.&lt;br /&gt;You are my reason to await what's more in life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you remember it, but you know you caught my eye way long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, this blog can tell you so&lt;br /&gt;(maybe not, well believe it or not I went to search *your name* in my posts. Ahaha. Don't try that, it's not fun. Maybe my previous blog)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what I am trying to say that.&lt;br /&gt;Remember all those days?&lt;br /&gt;The day I saw you eat milo powder.&lt;br /&gt;The day we went to LCS Missionary camp.&lt;br /&gt;Those days at retreat.&lt;br /&gt;The day you lift me off the ground and circle me in the library.&lt;br /&gt;The day we do the penguin walk&lt;br /&gt;The day you told me about all your past&lt;br /&gt;The day I asked you.&lt;br /&gt;All those days, do you remember them?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I would ever forget them.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't too.&lt;br /&gt;Iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1584330066281429701?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1584330066281429701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1584330066281429701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1584330066281429701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1584330066281429701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/10/granted.html' title='Granted.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6279761058355330639</id><published>2009-10-26T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:46:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Something quite wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Andrew, tell me why you have been running in my mind these few days.&lt;br /&gt;It feels wrong, cause mainly my mind has been occupied by someone else than mutton.&lt;br /&gt;And even funnier thing is that, I cannot remember someone's face so clearly ever.&lt;br /&gt;Is there like something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;Dearest mutton, I hope you'll come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;So you can occupy my mind again.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not talk about Andrew anymore, or else everybody think I stepping two boats.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I heck care what other people think lah.&lt;br /&gt;And look at plurk please for latest updates and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6279761058355330639?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6279761058355330639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6279761058355330639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6279761058355330639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6279761058355330639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/10/tell-me-why.html' title='Tell me why.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6700357409063992107</id><published>2009-10-24T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:19:35.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you♥</title><content type='html'>I suddenly miss you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that? Can you feel it too?&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a bad dream, I think because of that so I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My hear won't let you go,&lt;br /&gt;and I need you to know.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥ily.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6700357409063992107?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6700357409063992107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6700357409063992107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6700357409063992107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6700357409063992107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you♥'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5570152717441930265</id><published>2009-10-23T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:36:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since yesterday I wanted to post a whole lot of rantings at Wordpress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and unfortunately the webstie flickered and then the whole post is like GONE! *puff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah, posting here. Apparantely someone don't want me to post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeap, Kehjun is so super funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HIS EYES IS SO SMALL THAT WHEN HE SMIRK YOU CAN'T SEE HIS EYES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lol lol lol :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was sms-ing Jia Zi during class about subject combination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Damn qia siah, later need choose already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Still thinking whether want to choose triple science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not I scared I cannot tio, but scared I tio then cannot handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like Higher Chinese like that, later I see the teacher buay song then don't want do homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Serious lah, I tell you if I ever want to drop higher chinese is because the biggest reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Biggest reason: THE TEACHER IS SUPER RETARDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can complain the teacher for one whole day okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday I post that post 98% scolding my chinese teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She is retarded till the earth can stop turning already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, shall stop complaining since next year hopefully won't see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want to see MUTTON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But he this week confined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So actually should be quite sad right, but because of something - I am quite happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today smell the deoderant until so high!! (Got someone spray his type of deoderant until the corridor smell like MUTTON:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, shall stop crapping here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tada~ Byebye ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So now I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is where we have to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Did you regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ever holding my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Please don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We were just about to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even more in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Than we were before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;About us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5570152717441930265?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5570152717441930265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5570152717441930265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5570152717441930265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5570152717441930265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-forget.html' title='don&apos;t forget.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1498734795921188227</id><published>2009-10-20T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:13:21.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downright, turn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1498734795921188227?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1498734795921188227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1498734795921188227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1498734795921188227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1498734795921188227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/10/downright-turn.html' title='downright, turn.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1737837161984411204</id><published>2009-10-18T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:33:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest fool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have been thinking about a lot of stuff these days,&lt;br /&gt;and can't post it on my other formal blog.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I feel like the biggest fool in the world you know?&lt;br /&gt;Cause someone said that he will try not to lie&lt;br /&gt;and guess what I am his most biggest and constant lie.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Mum, I am with my friend" - Yeah right *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;What are you afraid of? What is that you don't want to say?&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of it already, do you know that.&lt;br /&gt;You want to go all through with me, yet when somebody (not certainly your mum but whoever) you just say oh I am with my FRIEND. Underline the word friend cans.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? You have no guts, no courage?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;You make me sulk all the way at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to chop every green army idiot I see today.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsktsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1737837161984411204?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1737837161984411204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1737837161984411204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1737837161984411204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1737837161984411204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/10/biggest-fool.html' title='Biggest fool.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2372472345879672611</id><published>2009-10-16T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:59:20.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I would just let it go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Back to blogging at blogger.&lt;br /&gt;And you know why? Cause I don't want to care about what I type and whose reading.&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk about rubbish, and heck care about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;NONO, don't get me wrong. I'm not having a fight with whoever or what.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being random cause I bloghopped to much.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel like going to wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I go to wordpress, I feel like I HAVE TO TYPE SOMETHING SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;So whatever about it.&lt;br /&gt;AM STOPPING THE REASONING THING.&lt;br /&gt;While, he is coming back today.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, have no mood like at all to talk to him :(&lt;br /&gt;Kinda wanna ask myself,&lt;br /&gt;EH HELLO WHO HAS BEEN EXPECTING THAT IDIOT TO COME BACK AND WHEN HE COME BACK YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK TO HIM?&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm random.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever canxz.&lt;br /&gt;No mood DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;You know why, cause I been playing fb for ONE WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;And my ankle hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;I'M TIRED D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2372472345879672611?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2372472345879672611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2372472345879672611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2372472345879672611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2372472345879672611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thought-i-would-just-let-it-go.html' title='I thought I would just let it go.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5590707890336519859</id><published>2009-09-15T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:19:48.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Joanne: Can go comment there ah, I don't know and don't want to insert tagbox there eh. Very mah fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5590707890336519859?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5590707890336519859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5590707890336519859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5590707890336519859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5590707890336519859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/09/ahahaha.html' title='AHAHAHA!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2730034726852247631</id><published>2009-09-14T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:42:14.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;These words are my own&lt;br /&gt;From my heart flow&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got to say,&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of a better way,&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I've got to say,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, is that okay?&lt;br /&gt;- These Words (I love you, I love you) by Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY JOANNE! Hahaha, Actually wanted to tag at your blog but seems like it has been deserted long ago. So if you ever get to see this, I changed my url to: &lt;a href="http://www.porkymayfly.wordpress.com"&gt;Flywithme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE WHOMEVER OR WHOEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2730034726852247631?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2730034726852247631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2730034726852247631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2730034726852247631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2730034726852247631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-words.html' title='these words.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6330798064420428443</id><published>2009-08-28T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:20:48.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went bloghopping.&lt;br /&gt;Can see that I am super duper free.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I should be studying, but I'm not :P (bleh!)&lt;br /&gt;Drinking condensed milk - super unhealthy cans!&lt;br /&gt;Bloghopped around.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why nowadays people make their blog reader list.&lt;br /&gt;Like zillion of them do that,&lt;br /&gt;- Mel, Simin, Ishwa.&lt;br /&gt;And most important of all, THEY NEVER ADD ME IN THEIR LIST.&lt;br /&gt;Bad bad bad bad bad!&lt;br /&gt;Freaking irritated when blogger says" You are not invited to read this blog"&lt;br /&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;I want Kelly Clarkson's album!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BUY IT!&lt;br /&gt;Like super duper wants wants can.&lt;br /&gt;My wishlist is growing:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kelly Clarkson's All I ever wanted Album CD+DVD&lt;br /&gt;2. Pink Capri pants&lt;br /&gt;3. CHEER YOU UP TEE.&lt;br /&gt;4. New wallet :D&lt;br /&gt;5. New school bag&lt;br /&gt;6. PSP (the so-long-still-stuck-at-wishlist item)&lt;br /&gt;Well well, back to usual typing style. Long sentences just don't fit me.&lt;br /&gt;BYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6330798064420428443?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6330798064420428443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6330798064420428443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6330798064420428443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6330798064420428443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-like-this.html' title='Love like this.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2342726958895367027</id><published>2009-08-28T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:52:42.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap in the face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder, how am I supposed to feel&lt;br /&gt;When you're not here?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I burned every bridge I ever built&lt;br /&gt;When you were here&lt;br /&gt;I still try holding on to silly things&lt;br /&gt;I never learn.&lt;br /&gt;-That's what you get, Paramore.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always happen like that,&lt;br /&gt;when we do something wrong it feels so right.&lt;br /&gt;But then when it all ends, my head starts to clear up&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feel with guilt. It feels like a slap in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;But I think distance is really something we need to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;I know I really like you, but can we really slow it down?&lt;br /&gt;SLOW DOWN BABY, SLOW DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;I'd really hope I wouldn't lose myself and end up with a broken and empty heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2342726958895367027?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2342726958895367027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2342726958895367027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2342726958895367027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2342726958895367027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/slap-in-face.html' title='Slap in the face'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-4324324797953268547</id><published>2009-08-27T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:51:02.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohno, don't let me stop you</title><content type='html'>I used to be a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;I kept my deepest feelings inside&lt;br /&gt;Speaking up to you about my &lt;br /&gt;Emotions has always been hard&lt;br /&gt;But this just can't wait&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I feel a little bit brave&lt;br /&gt;So I won't let one more day pass without you&lt;br /&gt;Explaining what we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna sound kind of silly&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't help but notice&lt;br /&gt;The last time you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;You kept both eyes opened&lt;br /&gt;Baby can you tell me what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't need to be with me&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need to hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me stop you&lt;br /&gt;From doing what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna stick, trust me it's cool&lt;br /&gt;Take no chance get over you&lt;br /&gt;No no, don't let me stop you&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna leave baby you can leave&lt;br /&gt;Just don't pretend that you're into me&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't true, no&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me stop you&lt;br /&gt;-Don't let me stop you.&lt;br /&gt;If this is where you wanna go,&lt;br /&gt;go then. Don't let me tie you down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-4324324797953268547?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/4324324797953268547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=4324324797953268547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4324324797953268547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4324324797953268547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohno-dont-let-me-stop-you.html' title='ohno, don&apos;t let me stop you'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-300804191105984750</id><published>2009-08-27T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:19:47.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid stupid stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Actually I didn't wanna post this title stupid. But well, the stupidest thing of all - INTERNET RADIO was seriously giving me such a hard time. All the stupidest songs. But well, nevermind about that. SHEEZH! The stupid radio songs made me forget what I wanted to post. TSK TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! Nevermind about it then. This is plain stupid......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-300804191105984750?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/300804191105984750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=300804191105984750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/300804191105984750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/300804191105984750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-stupid-stupid.html' title='stupid stupid stupid'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5690163646395386151</id><published>2009-08-27T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:40:57.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush hush.</title><content type='html'>I don't want to stay another minute,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you say a single word.&lt;br /&gt;Hush hush, hush hush. There is no other way.&lt;br /&gt;I get the final say.&lt;br /&gt;-Hush Hush, Pussycat dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT PINK CAPRI PANTS! I WANT PINK CAPRI PANTS! Hope I can do some shopping when I get my pay. Total of $8 dollars to spend (very LOL!) Cause $100 -$10 (offering) - $50 (saving) - $32 (for dead sea scrolls admission ticket) = $8. Still going macs tomorrow somemore. Nevermind. IT'LL BE ENOUGH FOR MY PENS, PANTS AND MACS! Heees. I should be studying now.....&lt;br /&gt;Promised him, will study! SO I SHOULD! Can you believe it? SIMIN IS EVEN MUGGING NOW LAH! So that's mean = I MUST STUDY EVEN MORE! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, short post for today! BYE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5690163646395386151?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5690163646395386151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5690163646395386151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5690163646395386151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5690163646395386151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/hush-hush.html' title='Hush hush.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7764531278327491894</id><published>2009-08-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:35:44.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everday's valentine.</title><content type='html'>Ohgoshness, my lappy is showing blogger in a very distorted way.Sheezh, refreshed still no difference. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I just went to google "IqOaiX" and one of my blog post is at the third page. Gahahaha. Luckily he never thought of that, or else my blog will be exposed. Not saying that I don't want him to see it, but this blog is filled with too much love that one cannot comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHAHAHAHA! Shan't elaborate. Gonna study history! CHIONGSTERXZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7764531278327491894?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7764531278327491894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7764531278327491894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7764531278327491894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7764531278327491894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/everdays-valentine.html' title='Everday&apos;s valentine.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3851822375727444608</id><published>2009-08-21T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:55:57.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come back to me.</title><content type='html'>WOAH! My desktop display blogger like hyperbad. Even more worse than my lappy. Gahhh. Currently listening to Come back to me by David Cook. ROCK ROCK ROCK! Nice nice! Went bloghopping just now, saw Joshua's Kehjun's Hidayah's Zac's. Well, someone is currently having some spamming pest. GAHAHAHAHA. Good luck manxzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got his new bike. Lalalalala, happy for him. Cause cause he finally got his bike. Gahahahaha. Andand he is going homey. LADELAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT FOOD! Random much. Gahahahah. Shall go burn some chicken wings. Heees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In this crazy messed up world,&lt;br&gt; We'll just look at the same direction and&lt;br&gt; we won't get lost. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3851822375727444608?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3851822375727444608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3851822375727444608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3851822375727444608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3851822375727444608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-back-to-me.html' title='Come back to me.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1201644818707291988</id><published>2009-08-20T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:04:43.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what makes me smile</title><content type='html'>Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk! Pretty pissed off with someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need you to stand by me, where were you? Where the hell were you, shunning far far away from me. Now JUST GET LOST before a slap lands on your face manxz. You ignored me, pretended not to know me. Walking away, rejecting calls. Now, it's your turn to face what you did to me before. Goshness, just shut the freak up alrights? STOP TELLING ME YOU DIDN'T MEAN IT. Just SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. My feeling is crap crap crap crap! Be mindful the person is not him. How could I ever get in such an argument with him. Super stinking. Then I haven't do my homework yet. SHEEZH! I am procrastinating again. Gahhh! I need to go pick ferns. AHH AHH AHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1201644818707291988?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1201644818707291988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1201644818707291988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1201644818707291988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1201644818707291988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-makes-me-smile.html' title='what makes me smile'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-8031499069753939870</id><published>2009-08-20T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:05:14.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time.</title><content type='html'>Gahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Am home. Lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite fun. Yeapyeap, esp during maths where the lazy tongs frenzy began. Caught me laughing like crazy. FISHING ROD. Gahahahaha. I know some people think quite lame, but IT ROCKED OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk, now ghost month already. How I loathe loathe ghost month, cause of the endless burning of incense and some lame excuses will come popping out. I tell you ah, if someone go and track the pattern of increasing carbon dioxide then they compare to the lunar calendar ah. Whenever the people need to burn incense then the carbon dioxide will definitely up like crazy. So when scientist need to find out the cause of global warming, the answer is freaking obvious already. Control factory compare to control that kind of burning activities is so much more useful. First they cut trees to make the paper money, then they burn them polluting the air. Some sort of environmental friendly activities eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, enough of that already. Later people sue me siah. Hahahaha. Okey dokey. Shall go find something to makan. Ladeelaaa.&lt;br /&gt;HOW I LOVE THE NEW STYLE OF TYPING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-8031499069753939870?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/8031499069753939870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=8031499069753939870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8031499069753939870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8031499069753939870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/once-upon-time.html' title='once upon a time.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5829719091860474486</id><published>2009-08-19T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:58:16.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stolen</title><content type='html'>you have stolen my heart,&lt;br /&gt;you have stolen my heart.&lt;br /&gt;-Stolen, Dashoboard Confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in fave with some goth rock (or rather should say soft rock?) Well, there's a song pretty much obvious at the front - Stolen by Dashboard Confession. It's pretty nice though the lyrics don't make much sense and my sis says its weird. But hey, whatever my choice alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a cup of green tea with lots lots honey (I'm going diabetic soon manxzz)Gonna study soon. Sheezh! TOTALLY TIRED AND CRAZY WITH ALL THAT STUDYING. Tsk tsk. Tests, one after another. Some sort of life I have manxzz. Tomorrow got History test!!!! Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuning my crazy, messed up life with computer and sms interrupting to I-AM-SO-IN-LOVE-WITH-STUDYING life. Somehow I think after the December holidays(last year) and June holiday (this year) I have hardly tune back to the I-AM-SO-IN-LOVE-WITH-STUDYING mode. So time to tune back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELL. Come to the end. And I'M SURPRISED THAT JIAXUAN TOOK MY QUIZ.&lt;br /&gt;Hello Jiaxuan.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, I saw Joanne today!!! But didn't say Hi to her. Well well, too bad and goodbyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5829719091860474486?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5829719091860474486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5829719091860474486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5829719091860474486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5829719091860474486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/stolen.html' title='stolen'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3828720747411451467</id><published>2009-08-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:24:42.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never say never</title><content type='html'>Don't let me pass you by,&lt;br /&gt;don't let me just pass you by so ever easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3828720747411451467?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-8113008951708061916</id><published>2009-08-15T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:54:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream or reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Just watch my wildest dream come true,&lt;br /&gt;not one of them involving&lt;br /&gt;-Misery Buisness, Paramore&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is weird.&lt;br /&gt;Wayward weird.&lt;br /&gt;Macdonald's seriously kill brain cells,&lt;br /&gt;and will drive people to some funny thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Current question: Is it a dream or reality?&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have time to slap myself in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly I didn't think of that.&lt;br /&gt;SHEEZH.&lt;br /&gt;Is it a dream or reality?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning already had something similar dream.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a dream cause he is not sleeping beside me right.&lt;br /&gt;But this time he is.&lt;br /&gt;Then I don't know manxzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, MACDONALD KILL BRAIN CELLS AND MEMORY CELLS.&lt;br /&gt;Weird weird weird.&lt;br /&gt;I listened to Misery Business by Paramore lately.&lt;br /&gt;Remembered that I once used one of the lyrics make sarcastic jokes to &lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Just watch my wildest dream come true manxzz.&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;No mood, bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;Stinking mood.&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;I just go to sleep larhss.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-8113008951708061916?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1398145513787186613</id><published>2009-08-14T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:10:14.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only hear the good stuff.</title><content type='html'>Today is so so rockin' fun.&lt;br /&gt;And there's still more.&lt;br /&gt;RUIYING'S BLOGSKINS IS SUPERB NICE.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but shan't kope and be copycat.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalax.&lt;br /&gt;green green exit.&lt;br /&gt;Green green tree.&lt;br /&gt;Green green grass.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Mr.S isn't there today.&lt;br /&gt;Gahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It is so super easy to guess that he also guessed it today&lt;br /&gt;He was like: What is the green green thing about anyways?&lt;br /&gt;I was like: (Ohno how I explain) There's a guy in HMT that likes green. And ummm.&lt;br /&gt;He was like: Oh, then she like the guy right.&lt;br /&gt;I was like: Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Freakass easy to guess ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Okayy.&lt;br /&gt;Shan't disclose much about who is that.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;He is coming over again later.&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;Only hear the good stuff and the love songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ily&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1398145513787186613?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1398145513787186613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1398145513787186613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1398145513787186613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1398145513787186613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/only-hear-good-stuff.html' title='only hear the good stuff.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1743834373065787878</id><published>2009-08-13T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:26:35.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The man who can't be moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYJmzYsGhGI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The man who can't be moved, the script.&lt;br /&gt;The second month since retreat ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I got to know you better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You are a big time loser canxzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Make me so dissappointed yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1743834373065787878?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-4536195160589193247</id><published>2009-08-13T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:17:45.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I'm very random ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but what the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's freaking bored here cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm still disappointed at what you said to me last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DISAPPOINTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sheezh, the computer admin keep on checking around the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super sianxzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know it's not time yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but what you told is super disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I shall just ignore you manxzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Drool all over you and don't pull you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stupid stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cause' if one day you wake upand find that your missing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-The man who can't be moved, the script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HI HARDWORKING HUILIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okayyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tata, the admin is tapping in again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TSK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-4536195160589193247?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/4536195160589193247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=4536195160589193247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4536195160589193247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4536195160589193247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3004121773569023634</id><published>2009-08-12T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:49:54.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's safe with me.</title><content type='html'>Blogger still quite tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, have been thinking all the stuff he told me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Your story is safe with me.&lt;br /&gt;I won't spread it out.&lt;br /&gt;But it just caught me thinking about a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten, twice shy eh.&lt;br /&gt;So let me guess about the rotten apple that you say.&lt;br /&gt;Rotten apple =?&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind it.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike people that keep on saying huh when I know I am saying it super loud already.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am saying very clearly and understandable, but they still go Huh?&lt;br /&gt;TSK TSK!&lt;br /&gt;Either you are purposely pissing me off, or else you are not paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;If you not willing to pay attention to what I am saying.&lt;br /&gt;Just GND!&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Andand, I am not genius okay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the answer to the universe.&lt;br /&gt;So stop thinking I can answer all the weird and impromptu questions.&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I am just human.&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you say to me when I don't know how to spell a word?&lt;br /&gt;Go check the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Then why can't you do it then.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Ranting non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Headache non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;I think my studies are going to drain.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye to my dream archaeologist.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to die by the end of year.&lt;br /&gt;I want to work hard,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't feel like working hard.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get the urge. I don't get the push.&lt;br /&gt;Slap me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll realize what I am supposed to do. &lt;br /&gt;Enough of rantings.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3004121773569023634?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3004121773569023634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3004121773569023634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3004121773569023634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3004121773569023634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-safe-with-me.html' title='it&apos;s safe with me.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3818607706183614539</id><published>2009-08-11T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:15:53.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say it now.</title><content type='html'>Tsk tsk! Blogger still quite screwed.&lt;br /&gt;So well, if it looks too ugly nevermind it.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh. Well well, I just noticed that it is &lt;i&gt;jayyy&lt;/i&gt;'s birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Ooopsie ahhh, totally forgot about that.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Facebook got the reminder.&lt;br /&gt;Heees. &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, long long time since I blogged here.&lt;br /&gt;And blogged at another place&lt;br /&gt;LONG LONG TIME AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;These few days is totally crazy. Like WAY WAY WAY CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch movie two days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;First was Up with Yuqian (YQ!), Sis, Mum and him C=&lt;br /&gt;Second was G.I Joe (total waste of time and money)&lt;br /&gt;with Yuqian (again, LOL!), Sis, Joycelyn(? Not sure the spelling) Pris and Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you why G.I Joe is totally a waste of time and money.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, the CGI sucks like sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;The line was so cheesy, like the iron mask one. (Roll eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Then the action also don't know what is it doing.&lt;br /&gt;Last part was like two iron face guys standing in two cage.&lt;br /&gt;And saying I will revenge someday blah blah blah (Superb lame)&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, the best soundtrack of whole movie: "He is a Jolly Good Fellow"&lt;br /&gt;whistled by the Mummy King actor. (ROFL!)&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, enough of discriminating the show.&lt;br /&gt;Overall action not so bad but no recommended. 2 Stars(?)&lt;br /&gt;Up was SUPER DUPER NICE CANS!&lt;br /&gt;Though if you too young not recommended cause you probably won't understand the meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Like Dominic, he was like: THE SHOW IS LAME!&lt;br /&gt;Up is the first cartoon/animation movie that drove me to tears at first scene.&lt;br /&gt;He saw me cried like river in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, his shoulders are something good to wipe your tears on (JKJK!)&lt;br /&gt;Wore his jacket (that was heavily filled with deodorant smell)&lt;br /&gt;Then I smelled like his jacket!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Quite nice smell so didn't bathe (Heees!)&lt;br /&gt;Then ate popcorns and ladelaa.&lt;br /&gt;After took bus home together. (Pokey poke!)&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing!&lt;br /&gt;G.I Joe made me miss the pledge taking moment.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz. Waste of time, money and effort.&lt;br /&gt;And I totally missed the NDP.&lt;br /&gt;First time in my life manxzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Super disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of some XXX no watch movie with XXX then not happy.&lt;br /&gt;TSK TSK!&lt;br /&gt;Shan't think of the bad stuff eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright. (alright)&lt;br /&gt;-In the middle, Jimmy Eat World&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who is so pathetic keep on thinking the world is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;The world isn't fine.&lt;br /&gt;There are people dying from hunger everyday.&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD IS NOT FINE IN ANY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Satan is taking control in this world.&lt;br /&gt;The world is not totally taken over by God yet.&lt;br /&gt;But that day will come.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;End here.&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I AM FREAKING CRAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;And still haven't learn chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I pangseh my chinese already liao.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3818607706183614539?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3818607706183614539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3818607706183614539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3818607706183614539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3818607706183614539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/say-it-now.html' title='say it now.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-589440157892127555</id><published>2009-08-06T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:25:09.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's more than an answer.</title><content type='html'>The blogger is quite screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, it should be somehow fine?&lt;br /&gt;HELLO ZHOUWEI!&lt;br /&gt;I am finally blogging like gazillion years.&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;I AM PRETTAYE BORED.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of all the possibilities that something could go wrong in Army.&lt;br /&gt;Can Army even kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;He said Army can possibly allow them(him) to bring phone there.&lt;br /&gt;But no camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;But that's a possibly.&lt;br /&gt;And also thinking of no camera phone, which phone doesn't have camera manxzz.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, no camera phone you name me one. I think there's none.&lt;br /&gt;So tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;Well, now the whole thing is quite screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of Ishwa and Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;To think how funny it is&lt;br /&gt;-insert Sis and Yuqian singing Dirty Little Secret together-&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little secret.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;Photojournalism assignment:&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that you are to leave earth and go to space and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;And you are to take 10 significant photos with you.&lt;br /&gt;What would you take.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Let me think about the choices:&lt;br /&gt;1. Me and Him&lt;br /&gt;2. Him&lt;br /&gt;3. My house&lt;br /&gt;4. My dogs dogs.&lt;br /&gt;5. HDB hanging Singapore flags (That's really memorable)&lt;br /&gt;6. Christmas tree (Cause can remember how tree looks like, and celebrate christmas)&lt;br /&gt;7. My family&lt;br /&gt;8. My taiwan family&lt;br /&gt;9. My lava lamp&lt;br /&gt;10. Photos of sky (Cause it's different in space&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Coming out with 10 is already quite hard.&lt;br /&gt;But taking them is even harder choices like 8.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need to fly to Taiwan somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATION!&lt;br /&gt;Yeahyeah!&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I GOING TO SPEND CHRISTMAS MANXZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;(All I want for Christmas is you.)&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Army people will have holiday on Christmas right?&lt;br /&gt;DO THEY?&lt;br /&gt;Sheeezh.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna bombard Mr.Lee with a bunch of questions about Army.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-589440157892127555?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/589440157892127555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=589440157892127555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/589440157892127555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/589440157892127555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-more-than-answer.html' title='there&apos;s more than an answer.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5979854234241685171</id><published>2009-08-03T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:34:37.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you're gone, Avril Lavigne&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an occasion that I would definitely cry,&lt;br /&gt;when he goes to army 08102009.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll cry like sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow into river and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was quite emo. &lt;br /&gt;Think my everyday will become like today after 08102009.&lt;br /&gt;Look at lava lamp cry,&lt;br /&gt;listen to songs cry,&lt;br /&gt;think about things cry.&lt;br /&gt;Think about him cry.&lt;br /&gt;Cry, like sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;I think people can collect my tears to drink already.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;No lah, later too salty.&lt;br /&gt;Shalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Going library~&lt;br /&gt;Bye C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5979854234241685171?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5979854234241685171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5979854234241685171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5979854234241685171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5979854234241685171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-youre-gone.html' title='when you&apos;re gone.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-47884111593821249</id><published>2009-07-31T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:36:21.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some wounds are too deep to heal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br/&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br/&gt;And every night I miss you, I can just look up&lt;br/&gt;And know the stars are&lt;br/&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;br/&gt;Tonight – Fm Static.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, blogger screwed up. So blogging now with Microsoft Words.&lt;br/&gt;Sorry if it looks kind of stinky, can't help it alrights.&lt;br/&gt;Gahh.&lt;br/&gt;I really cannot understand how two can get into argument at the eve of someone's birthday.&lt;br/&gt;I'm just kind of angry that they sort of spoil my very jubilant mood.&lt;br/&gt;Well, now I am starving.&lt;br/&gt;And also, how I wanted to tell them about the birthday celebration with the class today, how fun it was and things that happen.&lt;br/&gt;Now no chance to say anything, cause now just leave with the easy silence.&lt;br/&gt;Gahhh.&lt;br/&gt;Shouldn't look at the depressed side now&lt;br/&gt;Cause 5 MORE HOURS TO MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br/&gt;Lalalala, forcing him to stay up late overnight with me.&lt;br/&gt;Hahaha, I think he knows why.&lt;br/&gt;But anyways, I AM FREAKING HUNGRY.&lt;br/&gt;Now I don't know what to do.&lt;br/&gt;Zzzzz.&lt;br/&gt;Nevermind it.&lt;br/&gt;I SHALL GO HUNGRY SO THAT CAN EAT MORE TOMORROW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-47884111593821249?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/47884111593821249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=47884111593821249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/47884111593821249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/47884111593821249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-wounds-are-too-deep-to-heal.html' title='Some wounds are too deep to heal.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-4979244894521333012</id><published>2009-07-29T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:50:06.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111 questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Before the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna post some pictures:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/SnAHuMsyxcI/AAAAAAAAARE/H35lSda7kr0/s1600-h/n604916510_864082_908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/SnAHuMsyxcI/AAAAAAAAARE/H35lSda7kr0/s320/n604916510_864082_908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363795646462739906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super duper cute + Funny.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think of Q[o.oQ]&lt;br /&gt;The cute box.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;The quiz.&lt;br /&gt;From peiqi. I tihnk I've posted this before but never publish(?)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1)Are you really ready for 111 questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Definitely. I am so bored cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 2) Was your last real relationship a mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Maybe :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 4) Who did you last say “I love you” to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Scroll down manxzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 5) Do you regret it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahahax. Don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 6) Have you ever been depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes. When zillion buckets of Hagen Dazs ice cream are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 9) What is your relationship status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 10) How do you want to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sleep on the bed and die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 11) What did you last eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Bee Hoon and Char Kway Tiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 12) Played any sports?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes. Except golf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 13) Do you bite your nails ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Used to. Maybe still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 14) When was your last physical fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; LONG LONG TIME AGO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 15) Do you have an attitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 16) Do you like someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Isn't it obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 17) What is your real name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; W-I-N-N-I-E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 19) Are you gonna get high later ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahaha. Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 20) Do you hate anyone at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Nopey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 21) Do you miss someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahaha. Then why am I wasting time here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 22) Twirl or cut your spaghetti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Twirly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 23) Do you tan a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 24) Have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yeap. Doggies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 25) How exactly are you feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sneezy weezy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 26) Ever eaten food in a car while someone or yourself is driving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Like DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 27) Ever made out in the bathroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; No. Like LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 28) Would you take any of your exes back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't think so. Hao Ma Bu Chi Hui Tou Cao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 29) Are you scared of spiders?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; YES YES. But not that if they aren't alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 30) Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 31) Do you regret anything from your past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 32) What are your plans for this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; HAHAHAHAX. BBQ party and tortue my slave(joking joking) Take gazillions photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 33) Do you want to have kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yeap yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 34) Did you ever kiss someone whose name starts with an M?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahah. Don't think ever will. But who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 35) Do you type fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 36) Do you have piercings? How many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 37) Want any more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Not currently. Maybe in the near future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 38) Can you spell well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I THINK SO. When Firefox is with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 39) Do you miss anyone from your past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes. Quite a number of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 40) What are you craving right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; him. Possibly ICE CREAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 41) Ever been to a bonfire party ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 43) Have you ever been on a horse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Nopey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 44) Kissed someone in a pick up truck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; No lah. EXCUSE ME I NEVER KISS ANYONE YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 45) Have you ever broken someone’s heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahaha. Maybe(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 46) Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 47) Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; NO LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 49) Would you live with someone without marrying them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahaha. Can live with room mates rights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 50) What should you be doing ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Studying history, bathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 51) What’s irritating you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; My right eye's itching like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 52) Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yeappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 53) Does somebody love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; HAHAHAHA. I know God for sure love me.&lt;br /&gt;But hahaha, the another not sure manxzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 54) What is your favorite colour ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Pink. Currently Lime green too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 55) Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes. When at Malaysia, need to change for Retro Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 57) Do you have trust issues?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Kind of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 60. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Quite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 62) Do you believe your most recent ex thinks about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 63) Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Claris?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 64) Do you give out second chances too easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Like DUH! Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 65) Is it easier to forgive or forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 66) Is this year the best year of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I THINK SO. I HOPE SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 67) What was your child hood nickname?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; CUTE PIGGY. Though now still got someone calls me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 68) Have you ever walked outside completely naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Nopey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 70) Do you believe everything happens for a reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahaahaa. Because of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 71) What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 73) What is bothering you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; My eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 74) Have you ever been out of your province?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Like DUH! Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 76) Are you listening to music right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes. Better in time - Leona Lewis (It's on shuffle).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 77) Do you like Chinese food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes. But I like Japanese food more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 78) Do you know your fathers b- day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahaha. Forgot long long long ago already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 79) Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 80) Is cheating ever okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; NOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 81) Are you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahahax. Sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 82) Can you keep white shoes clean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Nopey. Cause people which are 'ass' like Kehjun and Syaqir steps them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 84) Do you believe in true love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 88) Do you like the outside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 89) Are you currently bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; OR ELSE WHY I DOING THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 90) Do you wanna get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 91) Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahahax. I think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 92) Are you hungry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Nopey. This question make me think of ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 93) Have you ever made out for more than a half hour straight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 94) What makes you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Looking forward to something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 95) Would you change your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Don't think will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 96) Ever been to Alaska?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 98) Do you watch the news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Taiwan news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 99) What’ s your zodiac sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 100) Do you like Subway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 101) Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; IDK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 103) Do you talk like your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 105) Have you ever seen someone you knew &amp;amp; purposely avoided them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yes. I don't like to talk to people of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 106) Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Yess. Him(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 107) who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; On sms is him. Then in face is Kehjun(?) or Jiahui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 108) Does it matter if your boyfriend/girlfriend smokes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; YES A LOT. I despise people that smoke okays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 109) Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Hahahax. Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 110) Favorite lyrics right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; "When I fall in love, I give my heart completely"&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love, Natalie Cole &amp;amp; Nat King Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 111) Can you count to one milllion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; DON'T THINK SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-4979244894521333012?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/4979244894521333012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=4979244894521333012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4979244894521333012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4979244894521333012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/111-questions.html' title='111 questions'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/SnAHuMsyxcI/AAAAAAAAARE/H35lSda7kr0/s72-c/n604916510_864082_908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2167845973579231567</id><published>2009-07-29T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:23:02.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Actually was just intending to edit and leave blogger off already.&lt;br /&gt;Butbut, just heck care about it cause cause I have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Although I know I should study for history.&lt;br /&gt;Well, heck care all of them lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BORED OFF RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I shouldn't bother him while he is at work.&lt;br /&gt;Badeeey me.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously seriously cannot wait for friday, saturday and SUNDAY to come.&lt;br /&gt;Now, listening to some quite cheesy chinese songs.&lt;br /&gt;Sister is currently recovering from her gastric.&lt;br /&gt;And mum is dead sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;I AM FREAK ASS BORED.&lt;br /&gt;Lalaalalala.&lt;br /&gt;See if there's any quiz I can do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2167845973579231567?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2167845973579231567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2167845973579231567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2167845973579231567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2167845973579231567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/fly-away.html' title='Fly away.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2000218276237030650</id><published>2009-07-29T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:15:14.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more to us than meets the eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YEAHYEE! I am home now.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Deep and meaningless by Rooster (Recommended by Kehjun)&lt;br /&gt;IS VERY NICE.&lt;br /&gt;Wait a while.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go see if my seafood soup is rotting.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, I have totally no idea whether it is spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;WELL HECK CARE ABOUT THAT.&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a brilliant day.&lt;br /&gt;I had a super wonderful brilliant mod.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I overheard some conversation that my mum and sis was talking.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY THINK I AM ASLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not. Lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;I even smiled to glass windows, convex mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;And even strangers manxzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Super good mood cans.&lt;br /&gt;Then first lesson history.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER DUPER BORING.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher still teaching us what chapter 6 when tomorrow is testing chapter 5.&lt;br /&gt;Which was like zzz.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided not to stuff my brains with extra stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So slept through the whole lesson.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER NICE CANS, cause I wake up 5 in morning.&lt;br /&gt;And then was TPI.&lt;br /&gt;Filled in some achievements stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I just filled in one blank in the three page paper.&lt;br /&gt;Which was WAKAWAKA waste paper ah.&lt;br /&gt;Ate minced meat noodles for recess.&lt;br /&gt;QUITE NICE. I think shall change my daily chicken rice diet to noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Then was english.&lt;br /&gt;Quite bored, learned how to do newsletter writing.&lt;br /&gt;Then had some comedy at the pulling screen thing.&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly had the smell withdrawal symptoms again.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;After that was CE.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was talking about pornography.&lt;br /&gt;Why we shouldn't watch that and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly had an urge to draw.&lt;br /&gt;Draw almost all the things on Ishwa's foolscap paper.&lt;br /&gt;Then was quite bored about that cause it was mainly targeting boys.&lt;br /&gt;And some retarded self-attention seeking girls like WEILIN.&lt;br /&gt;So well, none of my business.&lt;br /&gt;Then was science.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Chen did not come.&lt;br /&gt;So stared blank and looked at Ruiying, Eunice Ziyi and Joel as they chatted.&lt;br /&gt;SUDDENLY MISS HIM SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously manxzzz, I WANT WEEKEND FAST FAST COME.&lt;br /&gt;Then was last lesson MT.&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a comedy too.&lt;br /&gt;After that had really boring lesson that almost got caught for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;I think my energy level is lowwww.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;After school, sms-ed him.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO SO HUNGRY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Okok.&lt;br /&gt;Shall TATA.&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;br /&gt;(editied at 4:14pm)&lt;br /&gt;Ziyi!&lt;br /&gt;The blog post is call: I know I rock.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2000218276237030650?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2000218276237030650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2000218276237030650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2000218276237030650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2000218276237030650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-to-us-than-meets-eyes.html' title='more to us than meets the eyes.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3381456679661381650</id><published>2009-07-28T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:32:35.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never back down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gahh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging like super late.&lt;br /&gt;Cause cause was busy with stuffs and was talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, sometimes there's some up and some down.&lt;br /&gt;He don't wanna pass me photo that we took in Library together.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;But well, let's not bother about that.&lt;br /&gt;School was just prettyaye fine.&lt;br /&gt;I find JIAZI is getting weirder and weirder.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she is weird.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, ain't gonna judge anyone if I wanna be judge the same way.&lt;br /&gt;So then Mr. Chua was superb fake during maths class.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly came the very nice powerpoint slides and video.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HEY! WE DIDN'T DO THAT AT ALL SINCE SEC 1.&lt;br /&gt;Then was seriously dozing off during maths class.&lt;br /&gt;Shall sleep earlier today, so that I wouldn't doze off like that.&lt;br /&gt;Gahgahgah!&lt;br /&gt;Ate food.&lt;br /&gt;And people sort of pester me much for what I want for birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;(Well, maybe is I pester them much, loathe me much? Well heck care it)&lt;br /&gt;Then after that settled down with a list of things I want and they can afford.&lt;br /&gt;And just out of the BIG DEEP BLUE SEA, I suddenly missed him smell.&lt;br /&gt;HIS ONE OF A KIND UNIQUE SMELL THAT HE HAS.&lt;br /&gt;Very nicey can.&lt;br /&gt;(Oops, I forgot to ask him what body wash he uses)&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanna smell him like crazy on saturday (Maybe not, sounds gross like that)&lt;br /&gt;Then mother tongue was like spitfire manxzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I started to realize that China people like to bully each other manxzz.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID LI LAO SHI GO AND CONFISCATE XIAO TONG'S PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;For no freaking reason.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother called her manxzz. And it's already over the freaking period.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER RETARDED CANS.&lt;br /&gt;Shan't bother much lah, but very pity Xiao Tong cry like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;After school, sms-ed him.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Koufu to eat lunch with mum.&lt;br /&gt;ATE THE KOREAN SEAFOOD SOUP.&lt;br /&gt;Very small size not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;But I still love Korean food much.&lt;br /&gt;Then then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Helped mum did the phonecard stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then talked to him.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A LOT OF URGE TO CALL HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Like every freaking second.&lt;br /&gt;Gahgahgah.&lt;br /&gt;Overloaded with ♥&lt;br /&gt;HEEES.&lt;br /&gt;I want the weekend fast fast come.&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I want to take gazillion photos with him on that day.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I got my handphone, my digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;So gazillion photos are takeable :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for friday, saturday and sunday to come.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I THINK I GOT TO TATA SOON.&lt;br /&gt;♥IqOaiX~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes you'll never know what you have till you lose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3381456679661381650?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3381456679661381650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3381456679661381650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3381456679661381650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3381456679661381650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-back-down.html' title='Never back down.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7854260311356907</id><published>2009-07-27T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:11:56.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies, and mass destruction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;I am back from the biodiversity trip at Raffles Museum of Biodiversity Research.&lt;br /&gt;COOLIOX POX.&lt;br /&gt;Though I saw some very scary spiders and scorpion.&lt;br /&gt;Which was actually dead so I didn't really mind though.&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting and nice to see.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID STUPID JIAZI GO AND PANGSEH ME AND EUNICE.&lt;br /&gt;Weird people are unpredictable mans.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna talk about school today.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is so boring that I think you will fall asleep after I finish typing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I would fall asleep too.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it doesn't rains.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what I should do later.&lt;br /&gt;KIND OF BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7854260311356907?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7854260311356907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7854260311356907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7854260311356907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7854260311356907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/cookies-and-mass-destruction.html' title='Cookies, and mass destruction.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5242439893195730677</id><published>2009-07-27T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:39:05.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tell you so,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am super tired ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shouldn't have laughed so hard before I slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All because of that stupid song lah, and the stupid YQ that sang that song that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Zzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now I am so so so so so tired lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Doing some blogskin stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just realized, HEY the blogger at school is not so screwed after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Q[-.-Q]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I suddenly remember this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dunno know for what reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shall tata for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Continue at home after CCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5242439893195730677?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5242439893195730677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5242439893195730677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5242439893195730677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5242439893195730677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-tell-you-so.html' title='I tell you so,'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3022918264389026183</id><published>2009-07-27T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:24:07.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we hold on together</title><content type='html'>If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and I &lt;br /&gt;-If we hold on together, Diana Ross&lt;br /&gt;He told me it was his first favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never knew what song it was till I went to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I knew this song. Long long time ago when I was at Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;I used to watch that particular cartoon called Land Before Time.&lt;br /&gt;And waited for my mum to come.&lt;br /&gt;That was usually the good times in bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should get to know him better.&lt;br /&gt;ILY♥!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3022918264389026183?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3022918264389026183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3022918264389026183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3022918264389026183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3022918264389026183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-we-hold-on-together.html' title='If we hold on together'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2316309856542798709</id><published>2009-07-25T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:15:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll find it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All I want to say is:&lt;br /&gt;How long will I be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To be with you again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna tell you that I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the best way that I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't take a day without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're the light that makes my darkness disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And tell me that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everything's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you're right here by my side&lt;br /&gt;-When you look me in the eyes, Jonas Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the cheesyness and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2316309856542798709?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2316309856542798709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2316309856542798709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2316309856542798709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2316309856542798709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-find-it.html' title='I&apos;ll find it.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7893608472324355778</id><published>2009-07-25T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:05:08.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what you get.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa..&lt;br /&gt;I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating.&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;Paramore.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't notice my plurk.&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK FROM YQ'S OVERNIGHT HOUSE PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;Felt kinda early cause suppose to reach Dhoby Ghaut at 8.50&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end sat at Outram Park mrt and (purposely) missed two trains.&lt;br /&gt;Until Yuqian called me.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Plaza Sing.&lt;br /&gt;Ate some omelette noodles thing quite nice!&lt;br /&gt;Then after that walked to the Jammin' Studio.&lt;br /&gt;Went into the place.&lt;br /&gt;THE MUSIC IS LIKE SUPERB LOUD CANS!&lt;br /&gt;And I was like being blasted/stonning at the studio.&lt;br /&gt;Ear hurts a lot.&lt;br /&gt;(QUITE TORTURE WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING TO DO THERE.)&lt;br /&gt;They jammin' until 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;I think he was kind of tired so possibly didn't catch my sms&lt;br /&gt;So well, then cabbed to Yuqian's house.&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty tired.&lt;br /&gt;Then they started to watch Shutter.&lt;br /&gt;Seemed quite nice in the front.&lt;br /&gt;Then was like dozing off cause I was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Then Cliff was like Eh eh, Winnie don't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;After that some stuff happened.&lt;br /&gt;And marcus went out, cliff went out.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tense, then went to the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;After that went back to the room.&lt;br /&gt;The shutter disc couldn't work so in the end started to watch Dawn of The Dead.&lt;br /&gt;Watched before already, but was still quite nice eh.&lt;br /&gt;But was very tired and everyone started to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;So closed the movie and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up every two hours (?)&lt;br /&gt;After that was like 9 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Marcus wake up then he sit on the bed for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Then next second or so, he started snoring again.&lt;br /&gt;How funny.&lt;br /&gt;After that washed up and went to the second floor living room.&lt;br /&gt;Played Rock Band 2!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUN CANS.&lt;br /&gt;I like playing the drum set.&lt;br /&gt;ROCKING FUN.&lt;br /&gt;But cause had to leave so didn't play long or many songs.&lt;br /&gt;Took 156 to CJC (Sis's school)&lt;br /&gt;Then changed to 186.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Baked bread.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to lunch again :P&lt;br /&gt;QUITE TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't do my homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;OHNO! Got to stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh, I think he is angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;For bailing him online, or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I had a rough and torture time at the Jammin' studio.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault either okay.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is, but whattheheck eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7893608472324355778?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7893608472324355778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7893608472324355778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7893608472324355778'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3696340949009127277?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3696340949009127277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3696340949009127277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3696340949009127277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3696340949009127277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-is-so-screwed-at-my-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5042755021389910517</id><published>2009-07-24T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:48:27.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crushcrushcrush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;无条件为你不顾明天的安稳为你变坚强相信你的眼神&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不敢想不敢问有一天坏的可能&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无条件为你放弃单独的旅程为你坚强就不怕牺牲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的灵魂如此沸腾为我爱的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't notice my plurk.&lt;br /&gt;I AM LISTENING TO FISH LEONG.&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to S.H.E changed cause later cry :P&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;Going to bathe soon.&lt;br /&gt;And and prepare stuff for overnight soon.&lt;br /&gt;LET'S TALK ABOUT SCHOOL TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;First lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Why this few days everyday morning is MT.&lt;br /&gt;Very sian.&lt;br /&gt;Then was Maths(?)&lt;br /&gt;Did some more work on Pythagoras' Theorem.&lt;br /&gt;QUITE NICE :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Then recess.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chicken rice, nice nice nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;Then computer mastery.&lt;br /&gt;PLAYED SKETCH UP.&lt;br /&gt;Super fun, though quite sian after that.&lt;br /&gt;Made chairs and created some funny texts.&lt;br /&gt;And noticed that GiNyOaiX is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Magdalene is so smart ah, noticed it long long long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Then was Science.&lt;br /&gt;Presented very lamely.&lt;br /&gt;But was quite enriching for me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause finally feel not so drenched out.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm still quite freaked out the Metallic blue scorpion spider)&lt;br /&gt;SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to find Miss Eng.&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ed and sms-ed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Holding the staff room phone on my left ear and calling Ishwa using my phone on the right.&lt;br /&gt;After that carried Guzheng down from fourth level with Yuhui.&lt;br /&gt;Charissa helped Yuhui to hold her box and DNA!&lt;br /&gt;Then he was waiting outside.&lt;br /&gt;THEN AWKWARD AWKWARD.&lt;br /&gt;After that in the end he helped me carried all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Really really THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Or else I might have died of carrying the ultra heavy guzheng.&lt;br /&gt;Then he went to see kitty!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Butbut kitty was quite afraid so ran away very fast :P&lt;br /&gt;Then let him see dog dog.&lt;br /&gt;After that he went back already.&lt;br /&gt;Play RC again. (Can't stop my addiction eh)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I gotta go bathe&lt;br /&gt;BYES~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5042755021389910517?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5042755021389910517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5042755021389910517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5042755021389910517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5042755021389910517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/crushcrushcrush.html' title='crushcrushcrush'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2945928411078371604</id><published>2009-07-24T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:19:25.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm blogging at computer lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Superb sian right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*yawns yawns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'M TIRED :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2945928411078371604?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2945928411078371604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2945928411078371604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2945928411078371604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2945928411078371604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunshine.html' title='sunshine!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1462411515321759389</id><published>2009-07-23T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:42:44.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Yeahyee.&lt;br /&gt;Counting down, 10 more days.&lt;br /&gt;Andand, TOMORROW IS FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;I got zillion of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Still slacking here and playing RC again.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Okok.&lt;br /&gt;I think shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;BBQ BIRTHDAY PARTY&lt;br /&gt;!st August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1462411515321759389?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1462411515321759389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1462411515321759389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1462411515321759389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1462411515321759389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/ready-to-go.html' title='Ready to go.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7418152158577828375</id><published>2009-07-22T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:28:53.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reliance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am so so so so sorry alrights.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, that I always wanted to rely on you.&lt;br /&gt;But never thought that you would want to rely on me too.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, for demanding much.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, that I couldn't see how much I actually meant to you.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, for being so one sided all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I know and I will, think of what you actually feel more.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry that I only think of myself more than what you are feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7418152158577828375?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7418152158577828375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7418152158577828375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7418152158577828375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7418152158577828375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/reliance.html' title='reliance'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5221161379118934946</id><published>2009-07-22T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:37:41.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desperate much eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'd better stop playing facebook esp. RC already.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS DISRUPTING MY LIFE CANS.&lt;br /&gt;I don't do homework and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE IS A MESS!&lt;br /&gt;Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about end of year exams.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be dead meat then.&lt;br /&gt;FAIL EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Then retake sec two.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;Goshness.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta focus!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it, I missed him by a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I COULD HAVE CATCH HIM IN THE TRAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Butbut, THE WATER IS COOKING SLOW!&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;He is online at RP now.&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;SO well, shall tell you all more about school today later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;continued at 3.16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite fun (I guess?)&lt;br /&gt;MT was usually boring.&lt;br /&gt;Then was TPI.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Chua dunno go where like never come school but never tell school.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Had the briefing for emergency evacuation thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Went down for recess.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Cheong just pangseh us at the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Which was like ....&lt;br /&gt;ATE CHICKEN RICE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Never sick of it manxzz!&lt;br /&gt;Then was english.&lt;br /&gt;Late for class. Cause was haggling around at toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;And did speech, pretty pissed off with someone.&lt;br /&gt;Then was maths.&lt;br /&gt;FREE PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;Was ranting about somebody!!&lt;br /&gt;Super pissed off lah.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not emphasis much on that.&lt;br /&gt;Then was science.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Esp. during the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, he is Li Shen and Darren and me."&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Deodorant smells esp horrible cans.&lt;br /&gt;Then was music.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked.&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Ishwa.&lt;br /&gt;Quite disappointed by the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;Nownow,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was staring at the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously man.&lt;br /&gt;Then he just went offline.&lt;br /&gt;GAHH.&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;BRACES HURTS LIKE SHEEZH.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I bite too hard on it.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Why everything is disappointing today?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5221161379118934946?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5221161379118934946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5221161379118934946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5221161379118934946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5221161379118934946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/desperate-much-eh.html' title='desperate much eh?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6027881615287603335</id><published>2009-07-21T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:41:00.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe me, I did it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;TRALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it, I can't feel my phone's vibration.&lt;br /&gt;I missed his sms for three times.&lt;br /&gt;OHGOSH, I think my nerves are dead.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it, I cleared my previous blogskins without saving it.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmymymymy, MSG overload is really some terrible stuff manxzz.&lt;br /&gt;He is having stomach upset.&lt;br /&gt;OHNONONO!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't do the stupid editing.&lt;br /&gt;Crap crap.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum is asking me to do her work.&lt;br /&gt;SHEEZH.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here with all my ranting.&lt;br /&gt;CRAPPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6027881615287603335?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6027881615287603335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6027881615287603335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6027881615287603335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6027881615287603335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/believe-me-i-did-it.html' title='Believe me, I did it.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-8549330994146293645</id><published>2009-07-21T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:59:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I rock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel like changing my blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;JIAXUAN'S BLOGSKIN DESIGNER DOES THE STYLE I WANT.&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;If you have noticed my plurk right.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SHOW YOU ALL THE SHUAI SHUAI(HANDSOME) PHOTO CANS.&lt;br /&gt;Tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/SmV_47UnZhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vg0NVyCb1os/s1600-h/5531_101001473246265_100000092391063_27826_1215781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/SmV_47UnZhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vg0NVyCb1os/s320/5531_101001473246265_100000092391063_27826_1215781_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360831547428005394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's rocking nice cans.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;But HOW I MISS RETREAT MANXZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;The crazy limbo competition :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;COOLIOX CANS!&lt;br /&gt;(Psst, there's more than one reason why I choose this photo. Find out yourself who the person is!)&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I FAILED MY NAPFA.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm happy as a clam.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE CAUSE I FAILED BY TWO MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of the best timing for last year and this year.&lt;br /&gt;Able to catch on with the breathing methods.&lt;br /&gt;SO WELL! HIGH POSSIBILITY OF PASSING NEXT WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Resting my legs!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe gonna jog with him tomorrow :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Lessons was just fine.&lt;br /&gt;The QSE part was superb funny.&lt;br /&gt;JINWEN was like dragging time like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then zachary joked like crazy during Biodiversity.&lt;br /&gt;He is not joking with me or at me or something that includes me.&lt;br /&gt;I just heard it because I have good ears (Emphasis on GOOD EARS okay!)&lt;br /&gt;IS SERIOUSLY REALLY FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;Though his friends thought it was pretty lame.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW GOT NO CCA!&lt;br /&gt;I know its random.&lt;br /&gt;But gahh.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Tired *Yawns yawns*&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here right now.&lt;br /&gt;Changing blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;So well.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA LOTS IF YOU READ TILL THIS END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-8549330994146293645?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/8549330994146293645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=8549330994146293645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8549330994146293645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8549330994146293645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-i-rock.html' title='I know I rock.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/SmV_47UnZhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vg0NVyCb1os/s72-c/5531_101001473246265_100000092391063_27826_1215781_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-4629464485615826338</id><published>2009-07-20T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:52:01.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some sort of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some sort of social life I have man.&lt;br /&gt;Either, blogging or else play restaurant city.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why am I blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;Too bored I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Friday to come :DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA CARRY MY GUZHENG HOME&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Yeappppppp.&lt;br /&gt;Can play guzheng like crazy during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;How I love love love love love love love guzheng.&lt;br /&gt;I just loathe the instructor.&lt;br /&gt;So well.&lt;br /&gt;INTERNET IS BACK ON CONNECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Andand, I'm going to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a long day.&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-4629464485615826338?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/4629464485615826338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=4629464485615826338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4629464485615826338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4629464485615826338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-sort-of.html' title='some sort of.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-4585590937417892186</id><published>2009-07-20T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:36:43.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one small step, one big leap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICE MY PLURK:&lt;br /&gt;I am home!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Today got CCA.&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy, but quite tired (Bleh)&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why I will get sore shoulders when playing guzheng.&lt;br /&gt;Man, that's a lot of sore!&lt;br /&gt;Finished the cai mou gu de xiao gu niang (The little girl that picks mushrooms, HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice siah, especially the ending :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;But still cannot catch up with the beat, so must jiayous jiayous.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringing guzheng home on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah. Can practice more :P&lt;br /&gt;Today the lessons was overall fine.&lt;br /&gt;First lesson chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher talk new chapter (lesson)&lt;br /&gt;Among all the chapters, I like this the most.&lt;br /&gt;Cause write until very emotion feeling :D&lt;br /&gt;Second lesson was Art.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Mona never come!&lt;br /&gt;Mdm. Yehhidah took over,&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Ishwa about how nice Before the storm is.&lt;br /&gt;And how I emo-ed to school. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I know this isn't what I wanted,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it’d come this far,&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking back to where we started,&lt;br /&gt;And how we lost all that we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were young and times were easy.&lt;br /&gt;But I could see it's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here but you don't see me,&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all for that to change.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to lose her,&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna let her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standin' out in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Need to know if it's over,&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I would leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flooded with all this pain,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'll never hold her&lt;br /&gt;Like I did&lt;br /&gt;Before the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before the storm -Jonas Brother ft. Miley Cyrus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then recess!&lt;br /&gt;I ate chicken rice with the eggs. (Yummy cans!)&lt;br /&gt;Then is english.&lt;br /&gt;Did some comprehension correction.&lt;br /&gt;Then was science.&lt;br /&gt;BROUGHT TABLET LAPTOP FROM LIBRARY TO USE.&lt;br /&gt;So cool lahs.&lt;br /&gt;Then actually is mostly Eunice using the computer (Heh)&lt;br /&gt;Then after that was history.&lt;br /&gt;It is like super boring mans.&lt;br /&gt;That's the first time I feel so bored off by History.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I almost fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;After that ate CHICKEN RICE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Super nice :DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Then went for guzheng.&lt;br /&gt;Yeapp.&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;I was superb happy when he sms-ed me first.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, I know it's not the end.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;One last thing.&lt;br /&gt;Actually second last thing.&lt;br /&gt;KEHJUN WEBCAM-ED JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;And he look super like a rooster cans.&lt;br /&gt;And I think,&lt;br /&gt;KJ is really a very good boyf for RY!&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a bit extra lah.&lt;br /&gt;but jealous much eh.&lt;br /&gt;Andand,&lt;br /&gt;last thing.&lt;br /&gt;ISHWA THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR PUTTING :D ON MY FACE.&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-4585590937417892186?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/4585590937417892186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=4585590937417892186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4585590937417892186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/4585590937417892186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-small-step-one-big-leap.html' title='one small step, one big leap.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-525164813189962924</id><published>2009-07-20T06:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:18:04.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I told myself, no matter how hard it is how painful it is.&lt;br /&gt;It is not goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it will still continue, it is not the end yet.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't (try not to) regret what I told you.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, if it's gonna happen it will someday.&lt;br /&gt;Just not today.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright don't you worry.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope time wouldn't wash away what there's left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was quite fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;Though kind of hurting but well.&lt;br /&gt;Went to church in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't late for morning Proverbs class (Yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;Then had lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Learn something quite valuable (I guess)&lt;br /&gt;Then was quite bothered by somethings.&lt;br /&gt;Some saturday things.&lt;br /&gt;Then had worship and sermon.&lt;br /&gt;(But to be frank, Sorry God! My heart wasn't truly there)&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around church again.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed with sis for band practice.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally told him about what I have been struggling so hard.&lt;br /&gt;He understands, and did not say anything else.&lt;br /&gt;So, was kind hurt though.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to watch table soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;AWKWARD!&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;went with the band people (Cliff, Yuqian, Priscilla) and Chun Kit who left earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Went to orchard and places around there.&lt;br /&gt;SAW MIN!!&lt;br /&gt;Talked, chatted (with band people not Min I mean)&lt;br /&gt;Then talked chatted ate at the (fake) Gelare restaurant call AC2&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Saw RACHEAL!&lt;br /&gt;After that Yuqian walked everyone to the green line and go back to purple line.&lt;br /&gt;Nice guy eh.&lt;br /&gt;Then mrt-ed back home.&lt;br /&gt;Tired and worn out so plurked.&lt;br /&gt;And slept.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was suppose to do my zuowen.&lt;br /&gt;But whattheheck alrights?&lt;br /&gt;HEES.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go now.&lt;br /&gt;Miss me much eh.&lt;br /&gt;Make you feel my love- Adele  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-525164813189962924?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/525164813189962924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=525164813189962924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/525164813189962924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tired, and sick of guessing what's going.&lt;br /&gt;Imaging things that possibly could be true and not.&lt;br /&gt;Evaluating every second, whether if this is real.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know how you feel about me.&lt;br /&gt;You make me stuck in an agony that I can't get out.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get out.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know right now.&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes and tell me this all are true.&lt;br /&gt;What I am thinking is all true.&lt;br /&gt;I know, it may not come to an ending.&lt;br /&gt;But dearest, just let me know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;The three words, I know its hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;Even for me.&lt;br /&gt;But please, just let me believe its true.&lt;br /&gt;I am already going nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-4482998612014831416?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2721340008629480548</id><published>2009-07-17T19:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:29:31.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singspiration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from doing all my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;So today was a very sorry day.&lt;br /&gt;Shall fastforward all the stupid school stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking home from school.&lt;br /&gt;SADDED!&lt;br /&gt;No one at the school gate.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE MY IMAGINATIONS ISN'T TOO BRILLIANT!&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Had to wait for sis to come home cause I have her keys.&lt;br /&gt;Then did the ultra long quiz below.&lt;br /&gt;And then quickly went off to anchorpoint.&lt;br /&gt;When was waiting at the bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;I SAW STEFI!&lt;br /&gt;Was texting him during that time.&lt;br /&gt;Stefi waved at me (SHE RECOGNIZED ME:D)&lt;br /&gt;Just to say, Stefi is in my church and she is Melissa sister.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know who is Melissa then nevermind it!&lt;br /&gt;So chatted a while.&lt;br /&gt;Told him that I saw Stefi.&lt;br /&gt;And he freaked Stefi out!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! (I know it's bad for me to do that, but lots of fun!)&lt;br /&gt;Then bus-ed to Anchorpoint.&lt;br /&gt;Scolded by mum for being late.&lt;br /&gt;And ate at Xing Wang.&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY WAS THERE T.T&lt;br /&gt;- insert Teardrops-&lt;br /&gt;Then went down to basement for foot reflexology.&lt;br /&gt;Quite useless cause my leg is still very sore.&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to go to library anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So waited outside of Anchorpoint while mum went to buy bread.&lt;br /&gt;FOUND OUT THAT HE WAS AT THE LIBRARY.&lt;br /&gt;He said that he got a feeling that I was still at Anchorpoint.&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't got down the bus.&lt;br /&gt;WAKAWAKAWAKA! Superb bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;But decision couldn't be reversed so.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Went home. glum face, superb glum face.&lt;br /&gt;TSK!&lt;br /&gt;Then chatted with him online.&lt;br /&gt;Saw his singspirations songs!&lt;br /&gt;REALLY NICE PHOTOS ACCOMPANYING THE SONG!&lt;br /&gt;Then he went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;And he went to his friend's house for stayover!&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating his freedom of the after-quarantine :D&lt;br /&gt;HOPE HOPE HOPE TO SEE HIM TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;And definitely on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;IMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hearts all over the world tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHALL end here.&lt;br /&gt;Byes~&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;To Ishwa:&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out the way I expected.&lt;br /&gt;So well :(&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;To him:&lt;br /&gt;Heyy, sorry for pangseh you in the library!&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;Andand, hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;IMY LOTS LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2721340008629480548?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2721340008629480548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2721340008629480548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2721340008629480548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2721340008629480548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/singspiration.html' title='Singspiration!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5484695915468101903</id><published>2009-07-17T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:12:57.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting for my sister to come back.&lt;br /&gt;So, to kill boredom.&lt;br /&gt;GOT THE QUIZ FROM RUIYING:D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;The Basics&lt;br /&gt;Full name: Winne (the) Tan!&lt;br /&gt;Home town: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 1st August 1995 (It's near so must remember!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: Black (A little brown?)&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: Brown (Not sure whether is light or dark)&lt;br /&gt;Height: 1.65++m&lt;br /&gt;Contacts or glasses: Contacts!&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: Nope nope. Kinda scared of having one.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear any rings?: Nope!&lt;br /&gt;What shoes do you wear?: North Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Lately&lt;br /&gt;How are you today?&lt;br /&gt;Tired and very sian. And very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pants are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm wearing skirt lah-dey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Emm, purple espirt shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;No songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Emm. Xing Wang Pork Chop baked rice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;1.55am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the last four digits of your phone?&lt;br /&gt; 4665 (I know it's cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a crayon what color would you be?&lt;br /&gt;Green! Though my favourite colour isn't green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever almost died?&lt;br /&gt;I think zillion of times i though I almost died. But of course didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the person you got this survey from?&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I DISLIKE RUIYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Emm, Hagen Dazs ice cream, texted from someone special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best advice ever given to you?&lt;br /&gt;Emm. I can't remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever done drugs?&lt;br /&gt;Nopey. Unless you count medicine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sport do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Golf! Waste time, waste place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sport do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot! Soccer, basketball, netball, captain's ball.&lt;br /&gt;Actually anything except golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. *says hi to pooh bears!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;Emm, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you tell your dreams to?&lt;br /&gt;God and friends. (If some weird weird dream, then is family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Friends&lt;br /&gt;Who is the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loudest?&lt;br /&gt;FOONG SIMIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietest?&lt;br /&gt;Yankee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest?&lt;br /&gt;Hees, myself? (And probably Jiazi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smartest?&lt;br /&gt;Yuhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest?&lt;br /&gt;Heng Keh Jun. Though he sometime prettyaye lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most energetic?&lt;br /&gt;Hidayah. Ishwa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least energetic?&lt;br /&gt;emm, Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preppiest?&lt;br /&gt;IDK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blondest?&lt;br /&gt;No americans ley. (If Charmaine still here can put her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One you can trust with anything?&lt;br /&gt;ISHWA! Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Currently none. Can say he is my bestfriend now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to end up in jail?&lt;br /&gt;IDK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest?&lt;br /&gt;Actually quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Jinwen, Miaoyu, Yankee andand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daredevil?&lt;br /&gt;Me? Simin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortest?&lt;br /&gt;Emm. Shall not fingerpoint anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tallest?&lt;br /&gt;ZIYI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Not actually ley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on any of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! He is my friend. Yesyes, I have a crush on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and Love&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love?&lt;br /&gt;Like uhh! Refrence from previous question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. But actually he is not love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, not now of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song do you want to be played at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, So Close by Jon McLaughlin (Enchanted sountrack!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream guy--GIRLS FILL OUT ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;Long or short hair?&lt;br /&gt;Short hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;Straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short?&lt;br /&gt;Can don't need taller than me but not shorter than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good boy or bad boy?&lt;br /&gt;Bad boy that turned good is not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hat or no hat?&lt;br /&gt;No hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ears pierced or not?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimples?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studly or cutie?&lt;br /&gt;Both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart or dumb?&lt;br /&gt;Can tell me what is banana notes can already :P *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or briefs?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny or romantic?&lt;br /&gt;Both ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream girl--GUYS FILL OUT ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;Regular or thong undies?:&lt;br /&gt;Painted nails or not?:&lt;br /&gt;Dressy or casual?:&lt;br /&gt;Curly or straight hair?:&lt;br /&gt;Dark, light, or cool/crazy eyes?:&lt;br /&gt;Hat or no hat?:&lt;br /&gt;Hair up or down?:&lt;br /&gt;Jewelery or not?:&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short?:&lt;br /&gt;Smart or dumb?:&lt;br /&gt;Blonde or brunette?:&lt;br /&gt;Pants or skirt?:&lt;br /&gt;Funny or romantic?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This/That&lt;br /&gt;Lights on or off:&lt;br /&gt;On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds or Burger King:&lt;br /&gt;Burger King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish on stars?:&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which finger is your favorite?:&lt;br /&gt;Little finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the person you took this from?:&lt;br /&gt;Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting?:&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Still modifying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite lunch meat?:&lt;br /&gt;Roast beef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any bad habits?:&lt;br /&gt;Like DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any embarrasing CDs on your shelf?:&lt;br /&gt;Emm. Yes. But I'm not going to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were another person would you be friends with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a daredevil?&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes! Sometimes nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do looks matter?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Cause I don't think he is the most handsome person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss the most right now?&lt;br /&gt;Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Him:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do fish have feelings?&lt;br /&gt;IDK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you release anger?&lt;br /&gt;Listen to very hard rock music. Or eat hagen dazs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your second home?&lt;br /&gt;Church! Or school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust others easily?&lt;br /&gt;Quite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;cooking toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What class in school do you use as "nap time"?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, or free periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in love with someone?&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, isn't that obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Pink! Favouring green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your least favorite thing in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Chili sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been on TV or in the newspaper?&lt;br /&gt;Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're sad or depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Hagen Dazs or talk to Ishwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use sarcasm a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Winne the tan, Winnie the pooh.&lt;br /&gt;Cute piggy! (HAHAHAAHAHAHAS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you bungee jump?&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of heights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Very loose so no point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you worried about right now?&lt;br /&gt;Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else you want to add?&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO ACHORPOINT LEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5484695915468101903?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5484695915468101903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5484695915468101903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5484695915468101903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5484695915468101903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/kill-boredom.html' title='Kill boredom.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-617768807568427084</id><published>2009-07-17T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:41:04.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shriek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you're gonna make it end up with a heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why not you tell me so earlier man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Anchorpoint soon!&lt;br /&gt;*winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;This post is just specially for my emotional spread out purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO ANCHORPOINT OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-617768807568427084?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/617768807568427084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=617768807568427084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/617768807568427084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/617768807568427084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/shriek.html' title='Shriek.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7069233697891050320</id><published>2009-07-15T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:21:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your hands are holding me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm trying to post with Microsoft Word right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If the blog post looks fine on my blog maybe I'll use this next time: D&lt;br /&gt;(Ewww, Just went to look at it. It's gross)&lt;br /&gt;-TYPING WITH BLOGGER ONLINE NOW-&lt;br /&gt;Eheh, I found out that I just noticed something really (weird)&lt;br /&gt;The Belinda girl that everyone is scolding.&lt;br /&gt;And I saw on Ashley's blog, belinda's blog link.&lt;br /&gt;You go paste it in your url. And you can only see something that write 30/12/2008&lt;br /&gt;Then you go type: www.30122008.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;Then there is actually a blog, butbut I am not invited so I can't view it.&lt;br /&gt;Which was Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;That's was what I found out. Maybe some people didn't notice, and thought she close her blog.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, why I care so much about it. Just some hype that people are going at.&lt;br /&gt;Munching my beloved noodles now.&lt;br /&gt;They're so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;He said that he is going to hang around tiong bahru.&lt;br /&gt;Since he is going home, but he is actually still on quarantine.&lt;br /&gt;But he is very very well so why not actually.&lt;br /&gt;He said he might go check out some lava lamp!&lt;br /&gt;HEEES! My lava lamp.&lt;br /&gt;I know birthday present is suppose to be a surprised present.&lt;br /&gt;Butbut, I can act surprise alrights :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, heard that lava lamp quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;If too expensive should ask him not to buy&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should continue eating my noodles.&lt;br /&gt;And stop right here.&lt;br /&gt;Byes~ Q[&gt;.&lt;] (He showed me this cuite box that day we chatted!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7069233697891050320?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7069233697891050320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7069233697891050320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm glum.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously glum and blue-y&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, he is NOT replying my sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;I think he'll soon think I'm just like a baby, and get sick of me.&lt;br /&gt;If that day come,&lt;br /&gt;and come seriously soon.&lt;br /&gt;I think I would totally breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;But would heal, eventually right?&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I thinking so depressing stuff right now.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like (shit) right now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, when I go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then mum went to play Trust His Heart (christian song)&lt;br /&gt;I liked that song very much.&lt;br /&gt;I was almost falling asleep then I heard it and I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, I started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Touched, or sad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enough with the depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh.&lt;br /&gt;Morning was late.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Rossa nagged about my necklace &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Really ultra unfair cans&lt;br /&gt;cause when her malay dance students where some necklace that is totally non religious&lt;br /&gt;and totally obvious she never say anything.&lt;br /&gt;Totally Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;But, I not that kind of paikia people.&lt;br /&gt;Go scold teacher vulgar and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;So I just keep the necklace, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and wear back when I'm at class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temp. taking is seriously irritating me.&lt;br /&gt;How I seriously loathe H1N1 ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;But at least there's no CCA.&lt;br /&gt;But starting to miss guzheng also.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then was maths.&lt;br /&gt;Did some work with Ishwa and Claris.&lt;br /&gt;And then was PE?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember lah.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember recess.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chicken rice and ate some of claris's corn.&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE SO NOT PRACTICING SOCIAL DISTANCING.&lt;br /&gt;Then is english.&lt;br /&gt;Got a super retarded teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she don't want to accept what we are telling her.&lt;br /&gt;Then she got shout at us.&lt;br /&gt;Which was like ......&lt;br /&gt;Then I forgot what happened.&lt;br /&gt;I just remember last lesson is mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Super sian.&lt;br /&gt;Never bring textbook so shared with Jiahui.&lt;br /&gt;Then he got one question go and write zhi you yi ge zhi shuai.&lt;br /&gt;(Only one word to describe, is handsome!)&lt;br /&gt;So funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm outta depression already.&lt;br /&gt;So well.&lt;br /&gt;I think blogging helps.&lt;br /&gt;HEEES.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1609249406165429748?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1609249406165429748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1609249406165429748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1609249406165429748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1609249406165429748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-know-why-i-just-felt-like.html' title='Don&apos;t know why, I just felt like.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2415141225118545944</id><published>2009-07-13T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:39:01.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's getting way too deep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was bloghopping around.&lt;br /&gt;Whilst doing webpage for Music Project,&lt;br /&gt;and planning what to teach for my english tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. I am doing what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel zillion light years away from him,&lt;br /&gt;though I know he is reading Lord of the Rings 2 right now.&lt;br /&gt;And stuck at his house because of quarantine.&lt;br /&gt;Butbut, I still feel zillion light years away from him.&lt;br /&gt;Sending him a lot of silly sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;And he is replying me a lot even sillier sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of dumb, wasting my sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to love silly and cheesy love song.&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, see what you made me do:D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;I forgotten what I actually wanted to post about.&lt;br /&gt;something about the blogs that I hopped around.&lt;br /&gt;But I forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Feels weird to call him, boy or baby.&lt;br /&gt;Cause he is like way older.&lt;br /&gt;I AM HIS DROOLING BABY!&lt;br /&gt;Yeayee.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall scoot now.&lt;br /&gt;Or else the reader (if any) will puke soon cause of the mushy-ness and all.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2415141225118545944?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2415141225118545944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2415141225118545944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2415141225118545944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2415141225118545944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-getting-way-too-deep.html' title='it&apos;s getting way too deep.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7669408371796460633</id><published>2009-07-13T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:03:53.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just enjoy the show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Life is a maze, and love is a riddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAYEE!&lt;br /&gt;I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;He said he got back his lappy.&lt;br /&gt;Andand, I want to go to library on Friday to stare at him.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sound strange, but it's fun alrights.&lt;br /&gt;Chionging my Restaurant City now.&lt;br /&gt;I bet later mum comes home she sees it definitely scold.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Some weirdo keep on urinating at the stairwell.&lt;br /&gt;And cause my house very near the staircase so it's super duper smelly.&lt;br /&gt;My house smells like toilet lah.&lt;br /&gt;Super gross. Eeeeeeeeek!&lt;br /&gt;Don't want talk about school today.&lt;br /&gt;Cause school is still same-same.&lt;br /&gt;Andand I finally know the trick that Kehjun has been fooling around with.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for food.&lt;br /&gt;Mum say want to pack bento for me.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for him to reply.&lt;br /&gt;I THINK HIS PHONE LAG LAG AGAIN. Or he playing Dragonica (Tsk!)&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go and check out the Belinda girl everyone is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7669408371796460633?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7669408371796460633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7669408371796460633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7669408371796460633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7669408371796460633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-enjoy-show.html' title='Just enjoy the show.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6332515082253222414</id><published>2009-07-13T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:41:38.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too many combinations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wakawaka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blogging at Computer Lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Having music lesson now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HEES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Too many password combinations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cannot remember already lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Found out that 2A3 got quarantined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ohoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hope my class someone get H1N1 also ley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then can quarantine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I shall stop spamming my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BLOG LATER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bye:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6332515082253222414?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6332515082253222414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6332515082253222414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6332515082253222414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6332515082253222414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-many-combinations.html' title='too many combinations!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6294347818469733211</id><published>2009-07-12T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:35:29.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-life crisis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Back from Church.&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a fun day ahah.&lt;br /&gt;Went to church at 10.55 (I think)&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly realized that there was Proverbs class (OOPS)&lt;br /&gt;But too late already so never went in.&lt;br /&gt;After worship. Stoned for a while said Hi to Clearance and Thai Ee.&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch. Ate Pork Chop Rice with boiled egg (Sms-ed him about boiled eggs again)&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jurgen (Should be if not, Jordan) Matthew, Zenneth.&lt;br /&gt;After finishing food went back to church for fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;BS ended quite late.&lt;br /&gt;(TWO ARE BETTER THAN ONE!)&lt;br /&gt;Waited for mum to go home. Did wordsearch.&lt;br /&gt;Now came home. Going to have new water heater. YEAYEE! Bigger water power.&lt;br /&gt;Found out that he only told me and Mag's mum.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't tell mag and the other kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;HEEES.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next next sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next next next sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;The three crucial sundays :D&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY LAVA LAMP LADEE:D&lt;br /&gt;I must act super surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Andand, last thing.&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON ALRIGHTS.&lt;br /&gt;I know you still kinda jell-o and dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;So get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;And also.&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA! Is my plurk fan:D&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! And thanks samantha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6294347818469733211?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6294347818469733211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6294347818469733211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6294347818469733211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6294347818469733211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/mid-life-crisis.html' title='mid-life crisis.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-8347859610192055721</id><published>2009-07-11T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:34:22.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those three words are said too much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-They're just not enough.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized. Actually realized it quite early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And forgotten it, and just noticed it again.&lt;br /&gt;It has been one month since retreat 2009.&lt;br /&gt;One month since I get to know you more.&lt;br /&gt;When I realized how meaningful life is.&lt;br /&gt;THIS ONE MONTH HAD MADE ME GAIN MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God real much for that day,&lt;br /&gt;for that retreat.&lt;br /&gt;That He showed me that's much more in life to be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm still young and all. But I know there's definitely more to come.&lt;br /&gt;IMY! Hope to see you next week.&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy your quarantine time with God.&lt;br /&gt;LOVES, your beloved (YOU TIAO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-8347859610192055721?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/8347859610192055721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=8347859610192055721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8347859610192055721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8347859610192055721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/those-three-words-are-said-too-much.html' title='Those three words are said too much.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-8580158979364244393</id><published>2009-07-11T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:30:45.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockstar, Popstar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Angels &amp;amp;Demon.&lt;br /&gt;I think actually quite nice, got some really meaningful stuff to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;But I still especially dislike when people spoil artifacts.&lt;br /&gt;Like Transformers 2 they go destroy the Giza Pyramid until like that.&lt;br /&gt;The girl use her own hand to tear the book man.&lt;br /&gt;WTH!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Then actually wanted to watch some horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;Then actually chose on Japanese Horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we (me and my mum) watched the first few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE LIKE SCARED TO DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;Screamed like (SUPER LOUD).&lt;br /&gt;I think we scaring ourselves more likely, cause just someone go tap the guy shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Then we scream until like what already.&lt;br /&gt;So changed. Then wanted to watch 17 again.&lt;br /&gt;But don't have so changed to angel and demon.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely going to miss him tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;He is feeling much much better today, no fever (HAHAHA boil eggs)&lt;br /&gt;Butbut, he still have to be quarantined. So well....&lt;br /&gt;Hope can see him next week.&lt;br /&gt;STAY HEALTHY AND DON'T FALL SICK AGAIN OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;Quite tired today, drowsy drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't fall sick too.&lt;br /&gt;Some other flu is trying to spoil everyone's mood.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT LISTEN TO THE SHOW BY LENKA.&lt;br /&gt;Super addicted.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;I think I ought to go soon.&lt;br /&gt;SO BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-8580158979364244393?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/8580158979364244393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=8580158979364244393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8580158979364244393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/8580158979364244393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/rockstar-popstar.html' title='Rockstar, Popstar!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6828075158034447700</id><published>2009-07-11T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:06:59.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pocktetful of sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am awake!&lt;br /&gt;Yadeyadeda.&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking of whether to not link some superficial barbie dolls.&lt;br /&gt;And link some real true blood people.&lt;br /&gt;I am not even in good terms with that superficial barbie doll lah.&lt;br /&gt;I still link her for what.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I have seriously nothing to do on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I think later at church got evangelistic program.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly going later.&lt;br /&gt;I shall spend time doing maths revisions and read books.&lt;br /&gt;I guess he should be spending all his quarantine time reading books.&lt;br /&gt;HEEES.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, he will get his extra one week break!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I'll be able to get my hands off the computer,&lt;br /&gt;and especially restaurant city and geo challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Geo Challenge,&lt;br /&gt;really trying hard to beat Mrs.Sng's score.&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY SHE GET SO HIGH ONE.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeee. Not nice.&lt;br /&gt;Okok.&lt;br /&gt;I shall end my post and get on with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;BYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6828075158034447700?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6828075158034447700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6828075158034447700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6828075158034447700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6828075158034447700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/pocktetful-of-sunshine.html' title='pocktetful of sunshine.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5425925649449590534</id><published>2009-07-10T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:23:56.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarantined.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oopsie.&lt;br /&gt;He is currently under quarantine now.&lt;br /&gt;OOPSIE!&lt;br /&gt;39.1 recent temp.&lt;br /&gt;Ohno, don't burn your head alrights?&lt;br /&gt;I still joked about him cooking eggs on his head.&lt;br /&gt;SHALL MAKE HIM LAUGH LIKE SIAO.&lt;br /&gt;Cause happyness can chase sickness away.&lt;br /&gt;Am so worried lah, but still have to joke joke.&lt;br /&gt;Can't see him on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, but GET WELL SOON OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;Quarantined till next friday.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he don't get H1N1,&lt;br /&gt;or else I will possibly get quarantined too.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, this is just one simple short update.&lt;br /&gt;So well.&lt;br /&gt;BYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feels like insomnia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5425925649449590534?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5425925649449590534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-4250012967958170286</id><published>2009-07-10T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:08:32.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack of crap, broken promises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just came back from library trip!&lt;br /&gt;Although was nice but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; wasn't there with me like monday.&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;Let your fever go away~&lt;br /&gt;Then saw something on msn.&lt;br /&gt;Freaktard, she just cut again.&lt;br /&gt;Can tell okay, by what she wrote in her msn.&lt;br /&gt;All she talks is crap,&lt;br /&gt;say she will stop and all the kind of crappy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired of her sudden and endless breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU JUST STOP DOING THAT?&lt;br /&gt;When one part of the Christ suffer, whole part suffer.&lt;br /&gt;Including Christ Himself.&lt;br /&gt;Why not you just die, even quicker to get an overdose on everything.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing bloglinks again.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't really suit.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay well, enough with the drooling or else everything electronic gonna spoil.&lt;br /&gt;BYE~&lt;br /&gt;(edited) ohyeah, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;How can someone's death be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; memorable when he overdose on drug.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY, irratating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-4250012967958170286?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2821922482506820889</id><published>2009-07-10T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:47:14.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;YEAHYEE.&lt;br /&gt;School today was boring until dead meat cans.&lt;br /&gt;First lesson MT.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was talking non-stop, ask question nobody really cared to answer.&lt;br /&gt;Then was maths.&lt;br /&gt;Super dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really listen to teacher talking about SSS/SAS/ASA/RHS&lt;br /&gt;At least I still know what is SSS(Side side side) SAS(Side angle side) and ASA(Angle side angle)&lt;br /&gt;I just totally didn't hear what is RHS.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, chionged for food.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't understand why some girls they diet and look at people's food they crave and feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;If you are dieting don't look, since you will feel guilty after you crave.&lt;br /&gt;Then was CM.&lt;br /&gt;Ms.Yvonne taught Google sketchup.&lt;br /&gt;I know briefly how to use the program, and I have the program already.&lt;br /&gt;But I just didn't know that it could be so fun to play with it.&lt;br /&gt;After that was science.&lt;br /&gt;Slept on the desk while waiting for Mrs.Chen (Ms.Seah) to come.&lt;br /&gt;I think I totally fell asleep cause I dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;NICE NICE DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;Then she come in already 12.15 (25 minutes to dismissal)&lt;br /&gt;Don't why she still teach.&lt;br /&gt;Continued to sleep as she wasted time setting up her computer and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;Then when she started teaching is already 10 more minutes to dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;Hyper sian off when she started talking about Information Research study.&lt;br /&gt;Finally end school.&lt;br /&gt;I think I yesterday too tired then never sleep early so very tired today.&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; that I want to go library today.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home.&lt;br /&gt;Found out that he got fever 38.1!&lt;br /&gt;OHGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the reason why I got sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Am going to the library with my mum now.&lt;br /&gt;So well.&lt;br /&gt;BYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2821922482506820889?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2821922482506820889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2821922482506820889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2821922482506820889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2821922482506820889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/tell-me.html' title='Tell me.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5025214182311575160</id><published>2009-07-09T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:48:36.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the world and melt with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel like going to library on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;Will plan it bah.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very FUN day.&lt;br /&gt;But was kinda pissed off after that.&lt;br /&gt;Morning.&lt;br /&gt;Took temperature.&lt;br /&gt;Went to change in hanbok.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared and had rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Super nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Taking photos like wacko.&lt;br /&gt;Zachary was trying to put cones and ball into his Statue of Liberty costume.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then he laughed at Lincoln like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln's hat is like super tall!&lt;br /&gt;VERY WACKO :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Then had the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;Did it over and over again for like three times.&lt;br /&gt;Then got stayed back to help to tear down the stupid booth.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I can just go home cause I also not in charge.&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;Even more bad mood when I saw no one at the gate.&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do more than being angry.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Chiong-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;Just reached home and had to start the English tuition already.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Superb tired cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I lay here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I just lay here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and forget the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Chasing Cars, Snow Patrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I hope in the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that there's really a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsk,&lt;br /&gt;How I loathe those superficial barbie dolls,&lt;br /&gt;that thinks the world just revolve around them.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop thinking about all this stuff that spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5025214182311575160?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5025214182311575160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5025214182311575160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5025214182311575160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5025214182311575160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/stop-world-and-melt-with-me.html' title='Stop the world and melt with me.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-567436746481871289</id><published>2009-07-08T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:47:20.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's within inside matter most.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gahh!&lt;br /&gt;Just went to check out my restaurant then I noticed that I didn't rest my workers.&lt;br /&gt;OHMAN! Now have to wait for them to rest then can play.&lt;br /&gt;Nahmind, I will still have my word search to do.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a mainly alright day.&lt;br /&gt;Changed seat. Surrounded by a bunch of diamdiam people.&lt;br /&gt;SUPERB BORED OFF CANS.&lt;br /&gt;Simin playing psp.&lt;br /&gt;Jiahui don't talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Hidayah just sleep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Then MT was .......&lt;br /&gt;Go through new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Then is TPI.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about tomorrow racial harmony.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE EVERYONE WEARS ETHIC COSTUME.&lt;br /&gt;Then can take funshot of class 2D1.&lt;br /&gt;Heees.&lt;br /&gt;Then was recess.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chicken rice with Ishwa (string's lover)&lt;br /&gt;Bought a postik.&lt;br /&gt;Played with my postik after recess.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote mine was:&lt;br /&gt;WINNIE!:D&lt;br /&gt;the loverboy's lover.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Ham Jim Beng rocks You Tiao's world.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wrote for Simin:&lt;br /&gt;SIMIN!:D&lt;br /&gt;the rockstar&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she plays the psp.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wrote for Ishwa:&lt;br /&gt;ISHWA!:D&lt;br /&gt;the string's lover.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she love to braids her love.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I know its cooliox right.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if you want to label. Or you want do it yourself also can.&lt;br /&gt;So :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Andand, was english.&lt;br /&gt;Did a written assignment.&lt;br /&gt;After that was maths.&lt;br /&gt;Do some concurrence stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then is SCIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;Biodiversity is so slow that I read a page of Nicholas Spark,&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher is still on the same slide.&lt;br /&gt;Gaaahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Then music.&lt;br /&gt;Went computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;See my below post then you know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Right after school end sms-ed UBF&lt;br /&gt;(Ishwa knows what the short form stands for)&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for short rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Super blur ah.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that Han Jun(?) tried to teach me how to speak Korean.&lt;br /&gt;My mind too stuffed with Japanese cannot take it Korean lahdey.&lt;br /&gt;After that went home.&lt;br /&gt;Ate BIBIMAP (Korean rice)&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming more korean each day.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Hanged around the Sheng siong and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Almond Soyabean milk!&lt;br /&gt;Baby food of the day: Vanilla Custard.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to feed my baby vanilla custard baby food next time:D&lt;br /&gt;Okok.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have nothing better to write already.&lt;br /&gt;So bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-567436746481871289?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/567436746481871289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=567436746481871289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/567436746481871289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/567436746481871289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-within-inside-matter-most.html' title='What&apos;s within inside matter most.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5789330437621970775</id><published>2009-07-08T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:30:31.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.O.R.I.N.G</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zzzzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blogging during music lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Superb boring cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cause the teacher teaching about blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I already know how to blog still teach about blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*daydream and drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Superb sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now talking about Dreamweaver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All the things I already new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Teacher going around to check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5789330437621970775?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5789330437621970775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5789330437621970775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5789330437621970775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5789330437621970775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring.html' title='B.O.R.I.N.G'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7843282060576838296</id><published>2009-07-07T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:43:24.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, feelings can't be disguised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Having &lt;s&gt;diarrhoea&lt;/s&gt; (oops, firefox tells me I'm wrong. HOW I LOVE FIREFOX)&lt;br /&gt;- diarrhea and stomach ache now.&lt;br /&gt;Stomach ache, not cramp.&lt;br /&gt;Don't misunderstood me okay.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, how I loathe my big eyes.&lt;br /&gt;When a lot people are wanting big eyes, I am hating my big eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, they are so big that everyone thinks it's popping out.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HUNGRY RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;But later going to lunch at Holland Village later so nevermind that too.&lt;br /&gt;(My fridge is filled with ORGANIC STUFF! How I love organic food)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun. Really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Today was =(&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;School was like usual.&lt;br /&gt;Maths was okayy- Finished the homework before lesson ends.&lt;br /&gt;O.O Its so easy lah.&lt;br /&gt;Had PE did my five station in uniform (ohgosh!)&lt;br /&gt;Then passed them. Now is my 2.4 =(&lt;br /&gt;Recess.&lt;br /&gt;Ate cause I was having gastric. Superb hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously loathe the two (actually one cause the other is just following)&lt;br /&gt;that stared at me while I eating food.&lt;br /&gt;You want skinny you don't eat. I gain 10kg I want also not really your business.&lt;br /&gt;I got eating disorder want to eat a lot, can?&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz. Seriously had enough with those super shallow and superficial people man.&lt;br /&gt;Then after recess was english.&lt;br /&gt;Did some corrections and so.&lt;br /&gt;Again, finished before lesson ended.&lt;br /&gt;After was mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Had spelling, teacher suddenly add in some words we never learn.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;After that was science (LAST LESSON!)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Chen was ........&lt;br /&gt;Going to Raffles Biodiversity Museum on 27/7&lt;br /&gt;YEAHYEE.&lt;br /&gt;Went to sit around at the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Stomach superb uncomfortable so excused from Ms.Ayu and went home.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really had what I expected it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;So nevermind it.&lt;br /&gt;Listened to Ashley Tisdale all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;How I love her new album :D&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go library again.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So, BYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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disguised'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-247932921340636285</id><published>2009-07-06T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:34:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my guilty pleasure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you believe it!&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging at the library :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Hahahax.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I want to lock you in my closet when no one's around.&lt;br /&gt;I want to put your hand in pocket because you're allowed&lt;br /&gt;I want to drive you in a corner and kiss you without a sound&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay this way forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it loud&lt;br /&gt;-Hot, Avril Lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY YOUR TRANSFORMERS 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-247932921340636285?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/247932921340636285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=247932921340636285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/247932921340636285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/247932921340636285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-my-guilty-pleasure.html' title='You&apos;re my guilty pleasure!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-882205783440888112</id><published>2009-07-03T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:24:55.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need courage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Doing the ultra-mega house cleaning right now.&lt;br /&gt;HEES.&lt;br /&gt;Washing dog, sweeping floor, cleaning up cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;Photojournalism is COOLIOX POX!&lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;School was alright today.&lt;br /&gt;But friday seemed longer than any other days.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is Youth Day!&lt;br /&gt;So there's no school.&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe going to library to stone.&lt;br /&gt;JUST NEED THE COURAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-882205783440888112?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/882205783440888112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=882205783440888112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/882205783440888112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/882205783440888112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-courage.html' title='i need courage.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2834984866079952791</id><published>2009-07-02T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:19:29.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More socializing, I said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;YEAHYEE! I joined Plurk.&lt;br /&gt;Butbut, the thing not updating ley.&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, CURRENTLY reading History Encyclopedia.&lt;br /&gt;I'm into history.&lt;br /&gt;And I miss my GAH!&lt;br /&gt;And I totally forgotten about Love or Bread (the drama) today.&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, and double oops.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry (to the actor and actress)&lt;br /&gt;My dear Ariel Lin and Joe Chen.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry PSPS!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to my history encyclopedia soon.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PO EN (Brian)&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm late.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2834984866079952791?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2834984866079952791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2834984866079952791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2834984866079952791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2834984866079952791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-socializing-i-said.html' title='More socializing, I said.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6688408420923901967</id><published>2009-07-02T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:20:33.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me by the hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;At the corner of my mind, I'm attached to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHYEE!&lt;br /&gt;I finished my homework!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Gah! I finally cannot tah-han my I.E&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY USING MY FAV - Firefox!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;No more frustration already,&lt;br /&gt;-at least off the internet issues.&lt;br /&gt;I had an agreement with God.&lt;br /&gt;So still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, Two more days.&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I shouldn't finish my homework so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I don't know what should I do.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe facebook later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;solitary&lt;/span&gt; is really bad for health okays.&lt;br /&gt;So take me by the hand, look into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that I'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;I want to sms, but I don't want to be sticky glue.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;What should I do.&lt;br /&gt;OMPS.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, RESTAURANT CITY HERE I COME.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6688408420923901967?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6688408420923901967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6688408420923901967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6688408420923901967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6688408420923901967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-me-by-hand.html' title='Take me by the hand'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3318891454495419856</id><published>2009-06-30T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:45:59.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I do, I do for You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eeeeeeeek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The photo are so oversized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today school was TOUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need pure-squeezed orange juice 100% concentration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cannot think of &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt; everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MY STUDY WILL BAIL OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gah, must tell myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kehjun's question is hyper tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Something can touch, something cannot touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I STILL CANNOT FIGURE OUT THE LOGIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least the next half of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wasn't thinking of &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt; much more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was thinking about the logic behind the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Totally brain dead during maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think I will definitely bail all my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MUST CONCENTRATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tiong was fun today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I. Ate. Ajisen. Ramen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DEVOTEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is God calling me for mission trip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kind of weird to think that especially at the beginning of the school term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But IDK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I SHALL CONCENTRATE IN MY STUDIES WITH MY ORANGE JUICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(I imagine that I could see you, I imagined that you would be right behind me. Will you really be there once more for me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3318891454495419856?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3318891454495419856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3318891454495419856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3318891454495419856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3318891454495419856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/everything-i-do-i-do-for-you.html' title='Everything I do, I do for You.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2427342984565026369</id><published>2009-06-29T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:03:11.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those precious memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HEEEES.&lt;br /&gt;I am back to post photos.&lt;br /&gt;Photos from Retreat 2009 (The wackyness and all)&lt;br /&gt;And from East Coast park (The camwhoring in bustops)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sweetest moment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-East Coast Park!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=090627_134825.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/th_090627_134825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister dunno looking where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=090627_134711.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/th_090627_134711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=090627_134613.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/th_090627_134613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubble mouth(HEEE, the inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=090627_134219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/th_090627_134219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=090627_134049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/th_090627_134049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trio again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=090627_133931.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/th_090627_133931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mum again!&lt;br /&gt;-Retreat 2009!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/PICT0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group photo without Magdalene.&lt;br /&gt;From left: Daniel, Me, Yuki, Rui Hang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/PICT0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and Rui Hang gay-ing over psp. Heeees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/PICT0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Magdalene (I look like sotong!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/PICT0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stocking and Tennis Ball (Ohmy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/PICT0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/PICT0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/PICT0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wacky game of Tennis and Stocking. (Really terrible to ask people to be masked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN6441.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/DSCN6441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The empty fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN6433.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m236/in-love-withe-eu/DSCN6433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off with my sotong face (HEEEEEE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2427342984565026369?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7524044144632603983</id><published>2009-06-29T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:32:52.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest love of all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw a tshirt today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when I was travelling on the mrt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The back says: God is the greatest love of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And the front says: I gave mine(my love) to Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;School reopened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Most of the 2DeeOnes are back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And had Art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Going to do on Keith Haring :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then was science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Did practically nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was happy then I was down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kind of regretted swaping with En Xin to Biodiversity for one very dumb reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, so got to make new friends and so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since the 'friends' pangseh-ed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was with Eunice and Jia Zi(very cute name!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then was photo journalism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although never got pangseh-ed this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But have only a trio group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;KIND OF UHHHHHHHHHHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why people is distancing me from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I DON'T HAVE H1N1 CANS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even I have also cannot do this to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm going emo tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then had free period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Talked to Ishwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saw some boys in the class got mad at each other for no clear reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Unpredictable huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then went home with Yuhui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HEEEEEEEES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have totally lost interest in everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next week will be better I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thinking what to leave for the offline message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need to really stay focus on my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ohwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;social distancing&lt;/em&gt; is not cool at &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BYE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7524044144632603983?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7524044144632603983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7524044144632603983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7524044144632603983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7524044144632603983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/greatest-love-of-all.html' title='Greatest love of all.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-6697991234095102900</id><published>2009-06-26T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:52:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the limit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;Finishing my homework and stuff in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;And went out of the house at 5:30(?)&lt;br /&gt;After eating baked hotdogs and mircowaved hams (HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Then went to take a long long mrt ride to Paya Lebar.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Chun Kit at Aijunied.&lt;br /&gt;Then he went off first.&lt;br /&gt;Left me waiting for Weiyao at Paya Lebar.&lt;br /&gt;Finally came, his 10 minutes = half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;(JET LAGGED!)&lt;br /&gt;Then took bus to the shell station.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to buy chocolate bars.&lt;br /&gt;In the end never cause he say very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to Geylang Serai CC.&lt;br /&gt;Started stonning.&lt;br /&gt;Waved to Yuki. Continued stonning&lt;br /&gt;Stone and stone.&lt;br /&gt;After that was gospel sharing.&lt;br /&gt;Can see some of the people kind of sian sian feeling.&lt;br /&gt;After that accompany Weiyao to makan.&lt;br /&gt;Totally glued to weiyao cause really have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Come back.&lt;br /&gt;Sat beside some of the PRC supporters.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot really get into their convo. So kind of gave up sharing O.O&lt;br /&gt;Then just watched the people play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them kind of violent.&lt;br /&gt;Then stayed and stayed.&lt;br /&gt;Need to go home with sis.&lt;br /&gt;Weiyao left.&lt;br /&gt;And continued watching them played.&lt;br /&gt;After that prize presentation.&lt;br /&gt;Neither PRC or RP got prize.&lt;br /&gt;So (WHATEVER!)&lt;br /&gt;Then slowly walked home with Sis, Edwin and some other guys.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know everyone's name.&lt;br /&gt;Then yuki chionged to join us.&lt;br /&gt;Walked together.&lt;br /&gt;After that got another winnie, grace. And I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;At MRT was toilet break.&lt;br /&gt;Waited.&lt;br /&gt;Played.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Sunny/Sun or Sunshine. Didn't catch his name.&lt;br /&gt;Something to do with Tai Yang or Sun lah.&lt;br /&gt;Waved to some unknown people.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to platform.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the mrt floor.&lt;br /&gt;Played, poked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;After that Jimmy called Yuki.&lt;br /&gt;So was laughing at their convo.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't really laugh cause is SERIOUS matter.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;HAD A LOT OF FUN PLAYING AND WATCHING BASKETBALL.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, and my sis showed my a video that they took that night.&lt;br /&gt;HOPE CAN UPLOAD TO YOUTUBE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whoopie. Can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SEE BELOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQePXc6pHjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQePXc6pHjU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Psst, I should have added annotations)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's really very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I think secondary school students should be able to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But that date not confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Poly and JC students (I think is at the date in the video)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAH! Tomorrow is rollerblading day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But school is going to open soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I HAVEN'T FINISH MY VIDEO YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Die die die die die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SCHOOL PLEASE GET QUARANTINED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Psst, Yu Xuan like got H1N1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe will get quarantined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;YEAPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, shall go do the video uhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BYE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-6697991234095102900?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/6697991234095102900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=6697991234095102900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6697991234095102900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/6697991234095102900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/over-limit.html' title='Over the limit'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5279628811684705501</id><published>2009-06-24T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:00:03.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You ignited the fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You ignite the fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now it can't be put out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is so insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I am tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I am still waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will I give up the waiting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I will somehow get tired of waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STARING AT MY MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOPING YOU WILL POP OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should really get a life, and stop revolving around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5279628811684705501?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/5279628811684705501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=5279628811684705501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5279628811684705501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/5279628811684705501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-ignited-fire.html' title='You ignited the fire.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-7310282773877606077</id><published>2009-06-24T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:24:31.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your love is ultraviolet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That fire you ignited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good, Bad and undecided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Burns when I stand beside it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your love is ultraviolet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Visions so insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Travel unraveling through my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cold when I am denied it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your love is ultraviolet, ultraviolet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Ultraviolet, Stiff Dylans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am counting down the days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102 Days to my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MY LAVA LAMP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need to think where I should put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-TAKING BREAK FROM MY HOLIDAY HOMEWORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't worry, I am doing okay it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;IRLYVM,DYK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gah, guess the words yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TELLING THE TRUTH IN DIRECT IS REALLY HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Toodles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-7310282773877606077?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/7310282773877606077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=7310282773877606077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7310282773877606077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/7310282773877606077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-love-is-ultraviolet.html' title='Your love is ultraviolet!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-2151195470867560164</id><published>2009-06-24T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:14:55.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuppa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am drinking a cuppa of nice green tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whilst, looking at my sister's ex-friends blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think they have a lot more life than me. (Not really though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Their's blog is just like Min's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not much diff anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whattaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My dog's pee mop has totally ripped off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cool huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I should be doing chores like right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;INSTEAD of blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I. Don't. Want. To. Do. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I must really finish my holiday homeworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's last week of the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gosh :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LAST WEEK OF HOLIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAH. (Drooling me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Comical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know, it's lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know, it's boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know, it's really sutpid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know, no one is really reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh-well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since I changed my url.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No one is reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since no one is reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ILY&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-2151195470867560164?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/2151195470867560164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=2151195470867560164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2151195470867560164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/2151195470867560164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/cuppa.html' title='Cuppa'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-3396234804187078327</id><published>2009-06-23T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:58:14.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really need you right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think I really care?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Changed back to old blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cause I found out that the (new)blogskin don't have title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I seriously loathe mio Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cause all of the computers got to restart the network settings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH-SO Troublesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now got to disconnect desktop to allow everyone go online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bother me lesser though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but still kinda pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Am waiting for him to get off the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;FINALLY GOT OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, I shall go talk talk now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BYE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-3396234804187078327?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/3396234804187078327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=3396234804187078327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3396234804187078327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/3396234804187078327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-need-you-right-now.html' title='I really need you right now.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-5417182249773149580</id><published>2009-06-20T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:50:00.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How wonderful life is now You're in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gah, I totally forget there's a possiblilty of raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But there is definitely something else we can do if it rains right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SO WHATEVER THE WEATHER IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, today will be a long long long long long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;First went to the supermarket to buy crabs(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then mum is going to cook soon :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really really like the way sheng siong puts the seafood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It looks super like a seafood museum you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;REALLY ENJOY GOING TO SUPERMARKET TO SEE SEA(FOOD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gaga, if someone brings me to seafood museum (or sea creatures) for my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I WILL HAPPY LIKE A CLAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAHGAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kind of tired right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I slept at 12 yesterday, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HOPE I DON'T DROWN OR FALL ASLEEP IN THE SWIMMING POOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am pretty scared of the wave pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was traumatized there before so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAGA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Save me if I drown okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-5417182249773149580?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1715862455788803550</id><published>2009-06-19T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:57:43.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I'd ever know this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BLOGHOPPING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was visiting some of the Clementians blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LONG LONG TIME NEVER MEET THEM LIAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Imissyouguysmuch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then found out something common between Madeline, Racheal and Jiaxuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They all linked Min Er, but Min er's link isn't there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Probably she change link so often until people didn't really keep the record of the change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gah, FINALLY FOUND THE CORRECT LINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks to YingJun :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let every second last okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(I must be contended with what I have now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;don't complain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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this.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336444804325685873.post-1443755678635245790</id><published>2009-06-19T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:53:36.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A MIRACLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I FEEL SO GAY RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Check the dictionary of gay, there's not only the meaning homosexual okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THERE'S SOMETHING THAT IS WAY WAY COOL THAT HAPPENED TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(But be patient okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So let's start from today morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Woke up in the morning around 9.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ate apricot-filled breakfast (GAGA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then went to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Had bandits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SUPER COOL LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When Mr.Lee was just nice talking about Wei Lin they all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they suddenly call and ask "where's bandit at?" (THAT'S NOT THE ONLY MIRACLE OKAY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then after bandits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;went to see Wei Lin eat lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cabonara spaghetti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then rained. Super big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Was thinking how it would be so nice if someone suddenly come and give us umbrella)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway didn't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ran back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fashion Mascot briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stoned, and ate pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stoned. Clapped, laugh at Jerald. Continue stone-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then tried out on stage. After that stone stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Took bag and went to mrt station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(HERE"S THE REAL REAL THING!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I go tapped card, hoping there's still enough money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But there wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then I was agonizing while thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"It would be so very nice if someone i know saw me here and top up my card"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then agonizing over my suddenly lagging phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I SAW YUKI COMING DOWN FROM THE MRT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can you believe it? OHMY-NESS LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He went ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I went ???? too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I ask: "What you doing here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He: "SYFC got some retreat thing, and here is the retreat place"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I :OHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He:What you stonning here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I: My ezlink card no money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So my phone was like lagging right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cannot call, cannot sms and yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So in the end he gave me ten dollars to top up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HIS WALLET JUST NICE GOT ONE TEN DOLLAR LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is wayward weird and what a miracle can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Finally can get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was so (emotional) that I almost cried on the MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then I smiled like :DDDDDDDD when I saw him at the bus stop waiting bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Thank God so so so so so so so much for this miracle! You are really the true God)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jumped around the house while telling my sister about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then the next is also a miracle lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My sister wanted to eat cup noodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we both wanted eggs on our cup noodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;JUST NICE THE REFRIGERATOR HAS TWO EGGS LEFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is really really cool okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today is filled with miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah. I HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO SAY ALREADY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAGA, byebye&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/336444804325685873-1443755678635245790?l=myhiddenmask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/feeds/1443755678635245790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=336444804325685873&amp;postID=1443755678635245790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1443755678635245790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/336444804325685873/posts/default/1443755678635245790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhiddenmask.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-miracle.html' title='WHAT A MIRACLE!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13319993570467048718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u-O21FYKXx8/R9fZ6gPeGAI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZpuUBioRQWM/S220/flower..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
