<?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-36681631</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:29:37.643+08:00</updated><category term='Temp. work'/><category term='Waiting for your call.... I&apos;m desperate for your voice'/><category term='I miss you'/><category term='Irony'/><category term='Dress Day'/><category term='Always in my mind'/><category term='Chicken Pox'/><category term='random'/><category term='Self-discipline'/><category term='Dillema'/><category term='Lovehurts'/><category term='Boredom'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Job'/><category term='Chinese New Year'/><title type='text'>a home for a maladjusted lady</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>339</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3346939531944293611</id><published>2009-12-22T03:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:24:59.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Catch me at:&lt;a href="http://xm.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://xm.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3346939531944293611?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3346939531944293611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3346939531944293611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3346939531944293611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3346939531944293611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3138122419775419248</id><published>2009-11-28T04:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T04:51:21.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fking free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This feeling seems so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Yes... it's the dilemma of making a decision whether or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop being nice, even though I've mastered the skill of faking a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, I'm Xiaomin, call me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt;. (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3138122419775419248?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3138122419775419248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3138122419775419248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3138122419775419248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3138122419775419248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/11/fking-free.html' title='Fking free'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8726534585816620181</id><published>2009-11-20T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:14:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popping by</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lil note to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how I hate being a girl, well... to be exact: PMS.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a double whammy to be 'cos I'm someone who thinks a lot during problems (not academically) and it kinda aggravates the situation. Mount Porky would then somehow take over me and *KA-BOOM*!&lt;br /&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;DO&lt;/u&gt; think twice,thrice........... before I erupt ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I was being unreasonable or what. I don't like to act plastic to my closest friends, the feeling sucks. However, do take note that it's a total different case when you are not-that-close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've yet to master the skill of feigning ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy but if that's the only way, then I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Will this festive season be fun? Or will it be a catastrophe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8726534585816620181?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8726534585816620181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8726534585816620181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8726534585816620181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8726534585816620181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/11/popping-by.html' title='Popping by'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6491313558430088266</id><published>2009-10-10T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:25:41.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon... we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrgghhh I hate the morning train luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(^*&amp;amp;(#&amp;amp;$(@*#*(#^%#&amp;amp;&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/36681631-6491313558430088266?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6491313558430088266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6491313558430088266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6491313558430088266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6491313558430088266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5839046106707040403</id><published>2009-10-04T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:21:03.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I do start to think</title><content type='html'>It gets rather scary when I really do start to think &lt;u&gt;hard&lt;/u&gt;. That's why some times, it's best that I don't think. HAHAHA! Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***WARNING! This is a super random post.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... here are some pictures that will  brighten up my day. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG5669-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/CIMG5669-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome? My strawbebe knight. HAAHAHAHAHA =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Alvin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00177-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Alvin/DSC00177-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wondrastful bro pretending to be studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, there are more pictures and more friends of mine. But I think I'll be slaughtered to death if I continue to post them up here. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.s I just saw super crazy photos. OMG! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway SIP is crazy and I'm going crazy. I don't wanna be crazy but... I will be crazy. No, am I crazy now? Oh shit! Now I'm crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-5839046106707040403?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5839046106707040403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5839046106707040403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5839046106707040403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5839046106707040403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-do-start-to-think.html' title='When I do start to think'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-588724280264525217</id><published>2009-09-13T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:00:17.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Internship</title><content type='html'>HAHA! I think this entry is very messy!!! I'll be working at Raffles Place till 27 November every weekday from 0900-1800. Lunch hour is flexible do make appointment with me if you wanna meet me for lunch. HAHA! ))): I WANT A BOYFRIEND! Ok... I refuse to use the word NEED. =x RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've regretted wearing heels for the first day (Wednesday)! Thk goodness I managed to survive the 1/2 hour train ride, before and after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I can't believe tml's gonna be Monday! )): I am super duper lazy! I realised I've been eating much more lately, especially after the launch of SIP! OMG! I don't wanna gain weight over the 3 months period leh! Maybe some mornings I can walk to Tanah Merah MRT Station. Oh well, cut cost + exercise but the setback is that I'm gonna perspire like fk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Alvin, Noel, Pb and Xy for supper @ Simpang Bedok on Friday night! ((: Yes! The Indian Rojak's sauce tasted weird. =x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's super duper busy. Lotsa dramas, lotsa &lt;s&gt;bitching&lt;/s&gt; sessions(well not so much of a bitching session but more of a stating the facts) blablablabla.... but amidst all dramas, I've been lazing around like fking pig. What to do? I'm Pork Princess what! I'm just not that hardworking only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I'll be going down Charlene's BBQ! Yes! *Note to myself: GET NUGGETS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-588724280264525217?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/588724280264525217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=588724280264525217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/588724280264525217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/588724280264525217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/09/student-internship.html' title='Student Internship'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3310768838347493436</id><published>2009-08-31T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:10:35.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more time</title><content type='html'>One more week to my &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;tudent &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;nternship &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;rog! Prettay Vanessa has already started this week! OMG! I can't imagine me working hours. OMG!!! Alright, stop whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I think I got no more time to care. Dear friends, take good care of yourself and do remember to miss me. Offers to wake me up early in the morning are greatly appreciated. It would be nice of you guys to meet me after work too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things for me to do:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get more formal tops&lt;br /&gt;2. Stockings?&lt;br /&gt;3. Bag?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3310768838347493436?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3310768838347493436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3310768838347493436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3310768838347493436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3310768838347493436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-more-time.html' title='No more time'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-9146494006819935668</id><published>2009-08-29T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:45:59.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>WOW! No plans now till she feel like it? *triple roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-9146494006819935668?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/9146494006819935668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=9146494006819935668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/9146494006819935668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/9146494006819935668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/08/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2193225546980295052</id><published>2009-08-24T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:25:14.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM vs SLEEP</title><content type='html'>The contestants for the battle: MAIN EXAMINATIONS vs MY PRECIOUS SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! Time is running out for me and... TA-DAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY PILLOW! I HATE THEORIES! (even though i dunno why i score better for those question during mid-sem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more time. Soon... I'll be busy. Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Where does the wind blow to tonight//in the future?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-2193225546980295052?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2193225546980295052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2193225546980295052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2193225546980295052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2193225546980295052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/08/exam-vs-sleep.html' title='EXAM vs SLEEP'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3695134717377441619</id><published>2009-08-15T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:15:16.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is very wrong!</title><content type='html'>I THINK SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH BLOGGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... I'm a bitch. Yuuup. Being a good friend to many is difficult but I am trying my hardest to accomodate to each and every one of you, meanwhile being myself too. It's like the 72 bian of xm. Transforming to 72 different forms but still being myself. (: There are reasons why I can't say some stuff too. Your understanding is very much appreciated by the pork. WAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main examination is NEXT WEEK! I have yet to submit my Thursday's medical certificate. EH! Sick cannot ar?! The last time I had such a terrible throat infection was back in Secondary school days whereby I yearned to get sorethroat or whatever so that I could skip choir practices ok! Yes, at the expense of my health. This time round the feeling was awful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to be done: &lt;br /&gt;1) Pack table&lt;br /&gt;2) Pack notes&lt;br /&gt;3) Meet Charmaine &amp; Carrot&lt;br /&gt;4) STUDY STUDY &amp; STUDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST IMPORTANT THING FOR ME TO DO NOW IS TO PSYCHO KELVIN TO GO SATISFY MY CRAVING AT SOMEWHERE FOR SOME STUFF! WELL... I HAVE VERY RANDOM CRAVINGS! 15 minutes ago it was some food at tampines mall... NOW I YEARN FOR SEAWEED SHAKER FRIES! -ALRIGHT I FAILED AT PSYCHO-ING KEL! HE HAS CONTRACTED THE PORK DISEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3695134717377441619?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3695134717377441619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3695134717377441619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3695134717377441619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3695134717377441619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-is-very-wrong.html' title='Something is very wrong!'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-111857205816407046</id><published>2009-08-11T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:03:44.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the extra load my dears.</title><content type='html'>Yes... I'm sick again! I hate it when I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to die please do take care of my mum. (: Just jking! I won't wanna die so young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I am still amazed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-111857205816407046?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/111857205816407046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=111857205816407046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/111857205816407046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/111857205816407046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-for-extra-load-my-dears.html' title='Thanks for the extra load my dears.'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6506427111454159531</id><published>2009-08-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:32:36.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled</title><content type='html'>Dear friend... you amazes me. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6506427111454159531?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6506427111454159531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6506427111454159531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6506427111454159531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6506427111454159531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/08/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2234079479770334305</id><published>2009-07-22T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:00:17.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEADACHE</title><content type='html'>There are so many things on my mind right now. There are so many issues yet to be solved. I wonder if they can ever be solved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;psychic&lt;/span&gt; I can't read people's mind. I need to rant. I need someone to show me the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is forever but my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;are&lt;/u&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/36681631-2234079479770334305?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2234079479770334305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2234079479770334305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2234079479770334305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2234079479770334305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/07/headache.html' title='HEADACHE'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8131733738800350435</id><published>2009-07-15T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:45:11.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long hiatus! Yes.. I'm currently lepak-ing in school with my dearest carrot, while waiting for our dearest. Lols. More like her dearest and my wonderful friend. =x Shihao just complained that my blog is damn dead. So ya... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;IT'S ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;!!! It just went into a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deep hibernation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy... yuppp. The weather's been favourable to my lifestyle. =x The PORK LIFESTYLE! WOOHOO!!! I've been &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sleeping in&lt;/span&gt; regularly. Yes... imagine me being late for a 12pm lesson! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*peeping into her organiser*&lt;/span&gt; Well, I've been catching with my friends... proper time management. :D Now, I just need more motivation to wake up on time for my lesson and to be PUNCTUAL. Yes... remember... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Empress Dowager:"You should arrive &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15 minutes beforehand&lt;/span&gt;!"Errr... I use the word "TRY". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it... it's been ages since I've last seen &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;KELVIN&lt;/span&gt;! OMG!!! Talk about proper time management. ): Saddening. RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm thinking of switching over to Livejournal or... perhaps create a private one. I dunno... I'm sick of bs already. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8131733738800350435?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8131733738800350435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8131733738800350435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8131733738800350435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8131733738800350435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-hiatus.html' title='Long Hiatus'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8753051095001817490</id><published>2009-07-06T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:46:11.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detached</title><content type='html'>I feel so detached right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. my friends love me and I love my friends too! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8753051095001817490?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8753051095001817490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8753051095001817490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8753051095001817490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8753051095001817490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/07/detached.html' title='Detached'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-518896903013777393</id><published>2009-06-21T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:14:24.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos all good things come to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/Sj0jD62-blI/AAAAAAAAAck/5eFZ-c_V6h8/s1600-h/genting+carpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/Sj0jD62-blI/AAAAAAAAAck/5eFZ-c_V6h8/s320/genting+carpark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349470482632437330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;My back is turned on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho! The holiday is ending soon. Yupp.. in like less than a day? Alright....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Butter Fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Ziqi and Phoebe. We bumped into lotsa people!!! Chance, Nicholas, Xuan Hao, Bao Yi, Rubina etc. Despite the very long queue, we managed to get in faster than the norms, all thanks to Nicholas and his friends. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- went for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Andro Hunt&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Phoebe and Bao Yi. Sorry Ziqi didn't call you.. You gotta study!!! No good for health. =x Hey! Akina was damn hot that night and Vanessa I only managed to talk to you for like less than 10 seconds!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The pictures are in facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I realise I sucks at being a Hunter in L4D!!! I can't pounce on the person. RAWR!!! I'd rather puke on them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... now it's time for projects, work, tutorials and PLAY!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP PEOPLE! THE PORK'S GONNA BE THERE FOR YOU! JUST DIG ME OUT FROM YOUR NOSE. I CAN LEND YOU MY SHOULDER TO LEAN ON BUT I THINK YOU GOTTA BEND DOWN. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-518896903013777393?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/518896903013777393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=518896903013777393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/518896903013777393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/518896903013777393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/06/cos-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='Cos all good things come to an end'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/Sj0jD62-blI/AAAAAAAAAck/5eFZ-c_V6h8/s72-c/genting+carpark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2965029649793191544</id><published>2009-06-10T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:12:33.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When lil girls go out to play</title><content type='html'>Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe woke up at 6pm!!! Whoa! Lols. Then genius lil me was getting too bored at home so we decided to meet up and think about where to head out next. We went to East Coast Park and had Subway. Next, we went over to Playground join Alvin, De Long, Imran and Pearlyn at Starbucks. As the Carls Jr there was 24 hours, no qualms heading over right? Yea.. Imran's a funny guy, we were laughing our heads off at Carls Jr. =D Then, we headed over to Changi to "see" aeroplanes take off but I think it's already late at night so.... no aeroplanes took off. Since we are already at Changi we headed off to Changi Village. Wow... the urm... girls there are HOT! Last stop Changi Beach toilet for some of us to answer their nature calls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-2965029649793191544?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2965029649793191544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2965029649793191544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2965029649793191544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2965029649793191544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-lil-girls-go-out-to-play.html' title='When lil girls go out to play'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-1763502687196784705</id><published>2009-06-06T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:01:01.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All have been said and done</title><content type='html'>Welcome back to my life!&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over and here comes holiday!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! I'll be very free from mon-wed. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-1763502687196784705?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1763502687196784705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=1763502687196784705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1763502687196784705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1763502687196784705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-have-been-said-and-done.html' title='All have been said and done'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8949644272450021421</id><published>2009-05-30T02:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:35:55.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>I don't feel anything from you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Or am I expecting too much?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there was nothing at the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like you bother anymore.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8949644272450021421?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8949644272450021421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8949644272450021421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8949644272450021421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8949644272450021421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3166273136735228101</id><published>2009-05-27T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:44:54.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES I'm getting &lt;u&gt;hurt&lt;/u&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;YES I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; for it&lt;br /&gt;YES I'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I should just forget about him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;NO cos I'm fking stubborn&lt;br /&gt;NO I don't wanna be lonely anymore&lt;br /&gt;NO cos... I fell for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. I'm fking stupid I know. I'm nthing to him and yet I can't seem to let go. ): Why did I even allow myself to fall for him in the first place? Yea.. he's a nice guy. No.. cos he doesn't want me. GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like dragging it any longer and act as though I'm fine with it WHEN I'M NOT?! I think I should just bang the wall and die. Of cos I won't cos I'm still young. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3166273136735228101?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3166273136735228101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3166273136735228101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3166273136735228101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3166273136735228101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/05/current-situation.html' title='Current Situation'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8824561037231967615</id><published>2009-05-22T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:10:05.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>Sorry. Pork princess me is too lazy.... I will try to blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I've fallen so deep... to the point where I don't even know... what to do or say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! Chill~ I'm alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8824561037231967615?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8824561037231967615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8824561037231967615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8824561037231967615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8824561037231967615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/05/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8147006171764831832</id><published>2009-04-23T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:25:00.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When can my Mr Right ever come?</title><content type='html'>Hoho! Sorry for the long absence. I've been very busy/lazy recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my last few days of my holidays were mostly spent on working at the Collagen Roadshow at Chevron House together with my wonderful friends. =] Only kuku carrot ps me for her chalet. Jking. =x Yuuup... all thx to Uncle Benny, I got to work with Ziqi, Phoebe, Ying Ying, Michelle and many others. yuuupp. Those time spent together was really memorable cos we gotta irritate the shit outta everyone. HAHAHAHA! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's fine I think? Cos first week there are no tutorials and my lectures are only scheduled on Monday and Friday... so ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8147006171764831832?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8147006171764831832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8147006171764831832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8147006171764831832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8147006171764831832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-can-my-mr-right-ever-come.html' title='When can my Mr Right ever come?'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8612791522049072679</id><published>2009-04-09T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:30:56.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A piece of my mind.</title><content type='html'>I've been a good girl recently. My family's all fucked up. Yuupp.. I do wonder how in the world can I live in such a house and environment. HAH! I'm sick. Yes. Coughing like some fucked up shit and puking, flu and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been going out this week. Yepp was supposed to go Zirca with Ziqi for some Jap event this Friday but my fucked up dad is going all berzerk. Oh well. What to do? I can't choose my parents right? His going craaaazzzeeeey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, I thought our friendship was strong enough to withstand such isolation but I guess I was wrong, we've drifted apart. All you needed and listened to was your boyfriend? Since you're happy that way then why not? That's how I've been feeling since a long long time ago. Yuuuup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a piece of my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8612791522049072679?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8612791522049072679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8612791522049072679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8612791522049072679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8612791522049072679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/04/piece-of-my-mind.html' title='A piece of my mind.'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3034747679293073170</id><published>2009-04-04T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:54:44.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priority</title><content type='html'>Oh well... today's Kelvin's 20th birthday! HAPPY BIRD DAY OLD BIRD! I will be meeting them later in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOEBE! Screw FO man! =[ I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway people I'm sick! Hurray... I can foresee the impending sickening spree I'm heading towards to. Yea.. I also pulled a muscle. Genius me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SdcC8aHroOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-B5F8Yj_WRo/s1600-h/PLAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SdcC8aHroOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-B5F8Yj_WRo/s320/PLAY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320724721588478178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SdcC8UlBvSI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HvPHWFqfX14/s1600-h/MRT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SdcC8UlBvSI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HvPHWFqfX14/s320/MRT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320724720100949282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SdcC8yXBteI/AAAAAAAAAcc/wE_R56DuAxo/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SdcC8yXBteI/AAAAAAAAAcc/wE_R56DuAxo/s320/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320724728095290850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random collaboration of pictures. =] Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3034747679293073170?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3034747679293073170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3034747679293073170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3034747679293073170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3034747679293073170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/04/priority.html' title='Priority'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SdcC8aHroOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-B5F8Yj_WRo/s72-c/PLAY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4868592400521831462</id><published>2009-03-29T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:28:13.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm spinning round and round.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's difficult to control one's feelings for another. It takes lotsa self-discipline, sounds harsh but too bad, everyone's got to face the fact that reality's cruel. I don't dare to love 'cos I'm afraid of the setbacks when everything comes to an end. Yes, the heartache is intolerable and it take a long time to heal. But yea... never ever forget that your friends love you too! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok UPDATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, congrats to ZIQI she passed her TP and now she's gotten herself a driver's license. Hey girl, you must understand your dad's worries and know where he's coming from. He's just worried for his precious daughter. I guess he won't let you off until you can drive as skill as him. For the time being, just bear with it k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin's working at PUMA now, so I've been hanging around with the other vin who is KELvin, Jojo and Phoebe. (KELVIN I JUST SAW A YELLOW SPORTS CAR!) =x Yea... then I would be dragged out to meet Kiro and GeraldTeo in town. Haha! Horrible ah boy ar... despite his weak stomach, he keeps eating whatever food that he is not supposed to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (28/03) we went Yuan Dian at Chinatown area for Joey's show. Yup... super chio I tell you! I like! It was together with Wellness and Ah Don. Their talk show is totally hilarious. =x The picturse are with GeraldTeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4868592400521831462?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4868592400521831462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4868592400521831462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4868592400521831462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4868592400521831462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-spinning-round-and-round.html' title='I&apos;m spinning round and round.'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3598607827888997522</id><published>2009-03-19T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:23:39.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check List</title><content type='html'>Okay... I'm sorry for being such a lazy bum. Hey! Actually I'm not &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;that lazy&lt;/i&gt; now ok! I'm like always OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is an abrupt post. It's gonna be a lil bit of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I would like to apologize to A&amp;amp;F IG committee for not attending the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;- I miss my friends whom I've negelected ( I'm SORRY! ) but I need to find some time to rest right now. Yea.. stuff are bottling up to the brim yup... I need some time to unwind myself.&lt;br /&gt;- I NEED TO START THINKING ABOUT MY FUTURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... enough self-reflection..&lt;br /&gt;- Yea... my friends all love me yes I do know. WAHAHAHA! I love them too!&lt;br /&gt;- I've been busy with the usuals -- Alvin, Kelvin, Phoebe, JoJo, Kiro, Terance.&lt;br /&gt;- will surprise someone soon. =]&lt;br /&gt;- Needs to start saving up money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3598607827888997522?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3598607827888997522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3598607827888997522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3598607827888997522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3598607827888997522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/03/check-list.html' title='Check List'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-1773629301534510238</id><published>2009-03-07T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:30:09.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray I'm back in Singapore!</title><content type='html'>Alright... this post is kinda late, I guess? I'm back in Singapore already! Yea... I reached Sg at 9+pm on Thursday. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we stayed in contact with the guys throughout the whole 4 days in KL &amp;amp; Genting. Walked a lot, banged into a lot of things, had crazy morning dramas in bed despite setting lotsa alarms blablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I'm at my workplace now so I shan't elaborate further. Yup the pictures are with Phoebe and I'll be posting another longer post after I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile you may want to check out this website  &lt;a href="http://www.scribblyfriends.org"&gt;www.scribblyfriends.org&lt;/a&gt;. It's like making friends with underprivileged kids living across Asia, something like a penpal kinda thing. Yea.. I find this kinda thing rather meaningful. I think the website was just set up so there are not many kids or people in it. Patience is a virtue. =] Oh yea... I got to know this website through a post card at my workplace so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The next interesting thing is the 60 Earth Hour. (yup it was on another post card) The website you can refer to is &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/singapore"&gt;www.earthhour.org/singapore&lt;/a&gt;. Ye... it's about turning your lights off on Saturday, 28 March 2009 for one hour from 8:30-9:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I love my friends! You, you, you and YOU!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-1773629301534510238?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1773629301534510238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=1773629301534510238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1773629301534510238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1773629301534510238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/03/hurray-im-back-in-singapore.html' title='Hurray I&apos;m back in Singapore!'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-1150015672861809405</id><published>2009-03-01T03:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:58:21.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>HOHO! This is gonna be a urm... reflection journal kinda post so bear with it. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been rather puzzled lately. Yea... puzzled/troubled... what-so-ever. Yea... the funny thing is that I don't even know what's puzzling/troubling me. It's like, my mind's a blank most of the time and I'll have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't-disturb-me-I'm-thinking-right-now&lt;/span&gt; face when in actual fact I'm just blanking out. Gees... I really don't know what to do about it. Normally, when I'm in such kinda state... I forgot what will I be doing. Most prolly, I'll head over to some relaxing place to chill and clear out my mind. Yea... I'm superpig don't you forget that, I'm STRONG. I'll pick myself up when I fall and on top of everything, I've got a group of wonderful friends whom I can always rely on. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Enough of all the emo emo stuff. Lately, I've been hanging out with Alvin, Phoebe, Kelvin, Jojo, Kiro and many others. Yea.. they are a nice group of friends to hang around with. Yep... I've neglected lotsa my other friends... this calls for a better time management! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be heading off to Malaysia on 02 Mar - 05 Mar, Kuala Lumpur and Genting Trip with Phoebe. WAHAHAHAHA! I think Phoebe will have to tolerate with my pigginess in Malaysia. =x HOHOHO! Malaysia here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, do take GOOD care of yourself ok! Yea... I'll try my very best to take good care of myself too! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-1150015672861809405?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1150015672861809405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=1150015672861809405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1150015672861809405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1150015672861809405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/03/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2225064300556268533</id><published>2009-02-25T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:57:51.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geeesh! Let me try to blog without being emo. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml's the last paper already, HURRAY! International Finance. The subject's interesting but it's not something that I will like to be tested on as 95% of it is theory! Words Words AND MORE WORDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been busy. Yea... Busy being lazy. HAHA! Yes.. lazy to the extent that I'm still out of my house! =.= (Unsuccessful attempts to be lazy) Sighs, the last time I really "nua-ed" seemed to be aeons ago. Why ar? I can't remember why too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the whole cycle starts again. (RANDOM)&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/36681631-2225064300556268533?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2225064300556268533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2225064300556268533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2225064300556268533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2225064300556268533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-amazed.html' title='I&apos;m amazed'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7090623517352887531</id><published>2009-02-24T03:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T03:59:23.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I do while I was studying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9BQ4K2KI/AAAAAAAAAbk/L7KEBKMFKls/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9BQ4K2KI/AAAAAAAAAbk/L7KEBKMFKls/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306081509148121250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yea... the above is the evidence that I studied just now. Yes. JUST.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was listening to the radio mode of my louya-pok mp3 and I started writing down the wonderful song names that I found rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;1/2 an hour later I rolled over to my laptop to d/l the songs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are the pictures which I took on Ziqi's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Ziqi's cam got lots more so ya.&lt;br /&gt;Chancie has the video for Ziqi's free hugs dare of 10 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for my poor photography skills. (I'm reknowned for that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9nWzft0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RL3e_F1Somo/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9nWzft0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RL3e_F1Somo/s320/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306082163574159170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9nq1IaVI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mld2w2Gvays/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9nq1IaVI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mld2w2Gvays/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306082168949729618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL-NYnZVGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dHqBcmTydDU/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL-NYnZVGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dHqBcmTydDU/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306082816895308898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9n_IReoI/AAAAAAAAAb8/86jMNO16ULw/s1600-h/Ziqi%27s+birthday+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9n_IReoI/AAAAAAAAAb8/86jMNO16ULw/s320/Ziqi%27s+birthday+card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306082174398724738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya... I know there are like 2 typos there but I mean... ain't that uniquely xm?&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;Ziqi! I think I saved the file immediately to jpeg and I can't edit the text!!!&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;Next year I'll do a better one!&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7090623517352887531?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7090623517352887531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7090623517352887531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7090623517352887531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7090623517352887531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-did-i-do-while-i-was-studying.html' title='What did I do while I was studying.'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SaL9BQ4K2KI/AAAAAAAAAbk/L7KEBKMFKls/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2020686931183988888</id><published>2009-02-23T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:20:10.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;Luck is really not by my side. I just broke something in the toilet. Not the toilet bowl mind you! Well, I may be fat but am not that heavy to break one.&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally elbowed the dunno what thing and piang the thing broke.&lt;br /&gt;Genius me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made things worse is that tml's CMA2 Paper!&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Ziqi's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GIRL!&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/36681631-2020686931183988888?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2020686931183988888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2020686931183988888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2020686931183988888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2020686931183988888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/luck.html' title='Luck'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3072494692636800511</id><published>2009-02-18T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:28:36.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study</title><content type='html'>Hush lil baby don't you cry everything's gonna be alright... =] Gees, it's just a random quote so fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel the exam fever. Haha! Cos I'm becoming lazier and lazier... instead of being more studious and whatsoever. I strongly believe that I need more pillows for my bed! =x I think I am having problems locating my pillows whenever I wake up in the morning. =[ Yea.. it's kinda saddening as it is troublesome for me to get up and start looking for my pillows. Hah! Maybe I should take it as a form of morning exercise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I guess my laziness is getting on the nerves of my friends. =x Get me more pillows and I swear I won;t be that lazy anymore! I want strawberries! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3072494692636800511?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3072494692636800511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3072494692636800511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3072494692636800511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3072494692636800511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/study.html' title='Study'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4791883634734150696</id><published>2009-02-16T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:30:03.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am evolving back to the empress dowager pig!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead, cos exams are in a few days time.&lt;br /&gt;=x&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/36681631-4791883634734150696?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4791883634734150696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4791883634734150696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4791883634734150696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4791883634734150696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/hehe.html' title='HEHE!'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6843435676288606036</id><published>2009-02-12T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:56:53.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yea... I've finally managed to find the time to blog without sacrificing my precious sleep. =x I'm currently at my workplace working while the others are having fun. Pfft! =[ I forgot to bring my spectacles to work. So I am like some blind fug at work. I have no idea why I could even stuff the umbrella into my bag but not my spectacles. Sighs, what to do? I guess I'm too smart for such stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;There are always some things in life which you can always choose to ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I've learnt to ignore the nonsense others created and would rather focus on more serious topics/crucial matters. Actually, it's because I'd rather spend my time/effort/energy/breathe and everything on more important stuff so ya. I've also learnt how to filter out those insignificant people in my life. I am only a normaly human being not a super man, the abilities I have are limited.  No doubt, reality's cruel so fuck it. =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;So what are the things in your life that you will want to choose to ignore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Life's been rather weird for me right now. So many problems but none are mine, maybe some are mine but who cares? I can't really think without worrying for this and that. Yea.. What about this? What about that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Those who knows me well, know that I am those kinda laid back kind. So don't even try to kill me with loads of shits. Cos I'll really go bongus and fuck you upside down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6843435676288606036?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6843435676288606036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6843435676288606036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6843435676288606036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6843435676288606036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-changes.html' title='I hate changes'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2522643762040492850</id><published>2009-02-07T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:05:23.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underage Party</title><content type='html'>Alright, I shall try to type an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INTERESTING&lt;/span&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all 5 of us (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alvin, Kelvin, Kiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Came down from Maxwell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Phoebe, WeiJian and I&lt;/span&gt;) set off to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Far East Square&lt;/span&gt; for an &lt;u&gt;underaged&lt;/u&gt; party on Friday night. Do take note that 4 out of 5 of us are already above 18. Gee! I swear I hate Singapore roads! I am pretty sure that I didn't get the direction wrongly it's just that we can't turn into the lanes lor! _|_ I don't like. HMPH! Oh ya.. we all got home at around 5 am and the funny thing is that Phoebe and I have Sociology Common Test the next day andn WeiJian has lessons at 7:30am the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole area was practically flooded with teenagers and PLKs. Yea... it got me freaking out cos it's like the gathering of the PLKs. HAH! I also feel younger too! 'Cos everyone seem to look way way more mature than me. =x Yea! I'm FOURteen. Went crazy for a while and we girls went fishing for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikan bilis&lt;/span&gt; too. Well people... told ya I attract weird people already so fuck it. I shan't get used to the fact that I attract weird people. I bumped into ZiYang too! Oh.. forget about the feeling younger part. My whole body is aching right now. =[ It's ok to go crazy once in a while but not too often. 'Cos I know my body won't be able to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cut the story short! Phoebe fell asleep after just grabbing one of her pillows and having a towel over head. Alvin and Kelvin woke up with funny hair styles. As for this wonderful pig here, I rolled everywhere and had the alarm ringing for close to half an hour? Yea.. my alarm ring tone is Untouched but I have no idea why I still can't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think I do have a few horrible sleeping incidents. I mean hello? I wake up finding myself at the bottom bed most of the time? I do not have a fix sleeping position too! Hey, I have to prepare lotsa things before I sleep k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;My bedtime routine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;1) Sweep all the sands/dunno wat things off both the beds. (I was influenced by JinQi) 'Cos I have a habit of throwing things onto my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;2) Wash my feet and get a bottle of water from the kitchen. (I'm too lazy to walk to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a cup of water.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;3) Lay out my pillows and blankets for both the beds. (I'm too lazy to roll back up for my pillows and blanket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;4) Switch off the lights and KNOCK out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-2522643762040492850?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2522643762040492850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2522643762040492850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2522643762040492850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2522643762040492850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/underage-party.html' title='Underage Party'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5497619644980005410</id><published>2009-02-07T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:12:17.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we are mad</title><content type='html'>Oh my! I seriously think that we are all mad. We as in Alvin, Kelvin, Phoebe, Wei Jian and me. Haha! Ok random. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... past few weeks have been very happening for me. I don't think I can still qualify for the pig empress dowager already. Yea... I miss my sleep as much as the oxygen I've breathed so far. Made lotsa new friends, not really a lot but still quite a few. I guess it's time for me to settle down and concentrate on my studies for now. Yepp, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-5497619644980005410?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5497619644980005410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5497619644980005410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5497619644980005410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5497619644980005410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-we-are-mad.html' title='I think we are mad'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8087810441766275481</id><published>2009-02-04T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:04:33.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick again! Yay! Screw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8087810441766275481?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8087810441766275481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8087810441766275481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8087810441766275481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8087810441766275481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8680448040565096380</id><published>2009-02-01T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:01:59.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My way of living</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some times, there are some things in life which we can always choose to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;Yea... I'm equally puzzled as to why my font is like this but fuck it. Many asked as to why am I always so optimistic. Well, the answer's simple. It is because I find it a waste of time and effort to get bothered with all the unhappiness and other shits. Why bother getting all so agitated at someone when that someone may be partying around and enjoying him/herself? Hmm... I seriously see no point over it. Yes, I'll get angry if my friends are bullied and sometimes when I feel a little disadvantaged. It's been ages since I've got really nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I miss lotsa people. Yea.. LOTSA people. That includes... Ziqi, Samuel, Mei Xuan, Sam Chia, Sherilyn, Bernice, Charmaine and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went suntanning with Phoebe, Alvin, Kelvin and Wei Jian on Saturday. Yes... I'm burnt now. =[ Thanks for the ride Phoebe! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8680448040565096380?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8680448040565096380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8680448040565096380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8680448040565096380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8680448040565096380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-way-of-living.html' title='My way of living'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7038935112327585767</id><published>2009-01-27T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:35:20.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Sorry for this late post. I'm currently at Simei, my paternal gram's place. =] Well, today's the second day of Chinese New Year. Hmmm let's talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I woke up extremely late as I was at Alvin's place playing mahjong the previous night with the usuals and Alvin's bro and auntie. I reached home at around 4am? Haha! Ok... erm... I reached my maternal gram's place at erm 4+pm? Yup.. Michelle was there already. Apparently, everyone was late. =x It feels so weird to say that I'm heading over to my Uncle's place when I've been calling it my Ah Ma's place for the past dunno how many years. I went out for a while to meet Kelvin and hopped back. After dinner, I went over to Bedok Interchange to meet Kelvin and Cherry. Subsequently, everyone started to fall in. =x WAHAHAHAH! What a way to say. (Sorry... random) WOAH a lot of things to say leh. ERM.. Next Phoebe drove and we went to Cineleisure to watch the EDEN LAKE. OMG! It's freaking gory movie lo. If i were the female lead I would simply let them kill me and not go through so much and get myself killed in the end. Why bother suffering so much? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess it was the most happening CNY I ever had. The most classic thing was that... Kelvin slammed the boot right after Phoebe said:"Don't slam so hard, I swear I'll kill you." (Something along that line) Hehe... Hope there are more happening days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I'm gonna past my laptop to my dearest cousin to play his wonderful Audition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7038935112327585767?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7038935112327585767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7038935112327585767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7038935112327585767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7038935112327585767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8073931264590697152</id><published>2009-01-22T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:29:25.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have International Finance Test tomorrow and I seem to have difficulty concentrating. WHY?! 'Cos it's all words!!! Only the last few topics then they have some calculations! RAWR! I hate theory!!! Maybe I'm just not cut out to do such wordy stuff, just take a look at my Humanities result back then. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I can do it! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;super late&lt;/span&gt; for International Finance Tutorial this morning, despite having completed my work last night. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;_|_&lt;/span&gt; Thanks mother fucker for disrupting my OTOT (Own Time Own Target)  this morning. Well, basically I have my own "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lazing around schedule&lt;/span&gt;" each morning, so if you want to disturb/irritate/talk to me or interfere with my schedule, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;please do so when I am not studying/working that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had fun playing with Carolyn during the lesson. She was practically going crazy luh. =] I have no idea why too. I guess she's deprived of my bitchiness and randomness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I suck in counting the number of bus stops I have to take. I'll lose track of it after like just 2 stops and I will start panicking already. =x &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I got lost at Bendemeer for 15 minutes&lt;/span&gt;... I was like asking around lo. =[ PHOEBE!!! I MISS YOU! Thank goodness you are coming back tomorrow. Pfftt! I almost went crazy when I saw Textile Centre. Next time, I shall take the MRT. I guess it works faster for me that way. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY STUDY STUDY!&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/36681631-8073931264590697152?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8073931264590697152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8073931264590697152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8073931264590697152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8073931264590697152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5289853995975537672</id><published>2009-01-22T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:31:43.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting Cost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the god damn bus stop today! WooHoo! I'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw the weather man! I was all dressed up in black and the sun was like scorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees... what to do? I gotta start saving money and one good thing is that I get to erm... exercise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been busy and hectic for me. Sighs... gotta buck up on my studies if not... I gotta study till year 4.2. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I was trying to be irritating.&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/36681631-5289853995975537672?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5289853995975537672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5289853995975537672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5289853995975537672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5289853995975537672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/cutting-cost.html' title='Cutting Cost'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3045529594590011389</id><published>2009-01-21T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:51:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a horrible week</title><content type='html'>Alright... there are still lotsa things left for me to do!&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sociology Quiz&lt;br /&gt;2) Study for Internation Business Test(Friday)&lt;br /&gt;3) Prepare for Sociology Presentation (TODAY)&lt;br /&gt;4) Online Board for CommSkill (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;5) Another set of clothes for CNY&lt;br /&gt;6) Cloth from textile complex (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;7) My daily 12-hour sleep (Seems to me that it is kinda impossible. =[ )&lt;br /&gt;8) Tutorials~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Guess what people?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave my house now and head off to trim my eyebrows and school. OMFG! KILL ME~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3045529594590011389?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3045529594590011389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3045529594590011389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3045529594590011389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3045529594590011389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-horrible-week.html' title='What a horrible week'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6347454809924784378</id><published>2009-01-18T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:22:07.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dear Carrot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I remember seeing you yesterday, on the plate together with the mashed potatoes and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bak kut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. It was prepared by my mum and I gobbled it down after adding lotsa soy sauce  on it. Oh... that was my lunch by the way before I went to sleep. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;With lotsa love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! She is so gonna kill me. =x Well, at least there's something for you to read right? Take good care of your nose too. You sound so manly... so not like carrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy, very busy. It's been a few weeks since I've last seen Ziqi. =[ Anyway, we are both very busy people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6347454809924784378?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6347454809924784378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6347454809924784378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6347454809924784378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6347454809924784378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/chill.html' title='Chill'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4728070163497681213</id><published>2009-01-18T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:39:15.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;^#$&amp;amp;*#()@*#!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like so fking pissed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I am so fking spoilt at home but fuck you. Just when I thought that everything's settled down and I can finally revert back to the forever-lazy me, I had to face all kinds of nonsense each time I fall asleep/ take a nap/ wake up at home. What tops it off is that the whole thing doesn't involve me and I got affected by it. WOW! How wonderful can my life be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I actually reported to work 2 hours earlier with the mentality that I was late for half an hour. =[ I even had to walk over to the market to look for my mum as she had to get breakfast for the other 2 at home. I just can't stand the fact that she had to serve the other 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PFFT! I'm feeling so rotten right now. Am gonna head home to sleep later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, I will not tolerate nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;**I know I'm crude but... do you think I care? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4728070163497681213?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4728070163497681213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4728070163497681213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4728070163497681213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4728070163497681213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/pissed.html' title='PISSED'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7174938969871621915</id><published>2009-01-15T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:55:15.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;This few days everyone's like going through lotsa problems and pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Gee~ Let's hope everything's gonna work out fine for everyone.&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/36681631-7174938969871621915?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7174938969871621915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7174938969871621915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7174938969871621915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7174938969871621915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7316964863013607890</id><published>2009-01-13T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:27:33.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine me laughing uncontrollably at some unearthly timing last night. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SWwwSSfONHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_T38VO8b3XQ/s1600-h/011204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SWwwSSfONHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_T38VO8b3XQ/s320/011204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290656753012061298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;** Look at the two seaweed created at his armpit!!! OMG! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as promised, the hilarious conversation I had with Wei Ming last night.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... The followings are just part of the conversation we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SWw0FDM4bDI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nQHOVPiEExY/s1600-h/Weiming01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SWw0FDM4bDI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nQHOVPiEExY/s320/Weiming01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290660923616816178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SWw0FeDLu8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/Fr-p7E5oFbM/s1600-h/Weiming02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SWw0FeDLu8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/Fr-p7E5oFbM/s320/Weiming02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290660930823896002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7316964863013607890?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7316964863013607890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7316964863013607890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7316964863013607890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7316964863013607890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-for-entertainment.html' title='Just for entertainment'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SWwwSSfONHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_T38VO8b3XQ/s72-c/011204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6919068496568704152</id><published>2009-01-11T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T02:39:18.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>My mind is completely crashed man. I can't remember much stuff and I don't think as much as before. I guess I can only hope that everything get settled down as soon as possible without much of my involvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do enjoy hanging out with everyone, they are all very nice people. I guess it's just some personal problems or whatever shit la. I guess having a blank mind is completely chaotic for me right now due to the sudden surge of problems occuring. Guess some fresh air and chilling out will do? Hmm... beats me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6919068496568704152?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6919068496568704152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6919068496568704152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6919068496568704152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6919068496568704152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-deep-thoughts.html' title='In deep thoughts'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2180498875086366759</id><published>2009-01-10T11:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:22:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was at &lt;a href="http://naijiew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wei Jian&lt;/a&gt;'s place yesterday, together with &lt;a href="http://binblock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alvin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://supercalifragilisticexpialidocious-kv.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelvin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(=.= his url damn long la!)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;a href="http://always-here-without-euu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sebestian&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway most of the time I was busy taking care of my nose, pestering Wei Jian to play games with me and waking Alvin up. Maybe We should call Alvin's waking up process as the "Waking-up Exercise?". Nah... I was being random. Oh! Kelvin had to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the wrath of Alvin's evil fart. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Once again, I'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Despite feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-so-not-well&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, Xm still went to work and is currently doing all these stuff at once -- work, read newspaper, blog, chat, check fax. Fidelia's right... girls are good at multi-tasking. Alvin's feeling all eff-ed up at work due to fact that he had to finish stuff left behind by his fellow work mate. JIA YOU! If there's a will, there's a way. =] Oh yea... I saw 2 cute lil Japanese boys on the MRT this morning. OMG they look so like Massu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I just read an interesting article. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't honk if you get the message.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rules and other efforts to stop needless honking in India fail on deaf ears.&lt;/span&gt; The immediate thing I thought of was that... maybe they are all deaf already due to the loud honkings they gotta hear everyday. Sorry, I was being random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think school's gonna be a torture for me soon -- projects, end-semester exams, class tests, presentations. I think I won't be in school on Monday. It all depends on my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-2180498875086366759?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2180498875086366759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2180498875086366759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2180498875086366759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2180498875086366759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-1349237480476809288</id><published>2009-01-07T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:20:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible Weather</title><content type='html'>Can you imagine how long it took me to complete a post? Well... before the orange fonts there was supposed to be another post which was like only 2 paragraphs long and it took me two days to come up with it. HAH! In the end, I decided to delete it. Reason being that I've lost the feeling of that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super-duper-ultra-fucking-pissy&lt;/span&gt; recently... Alvin know's the reason. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(HAHA! It is because I've been chanting it to him every single day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's because of the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ain't it true?! It's like PMS-ing since... mid-NOVEMBER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitchy&lt;/span&gt; conversation I just had with my mum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;xm&lt;/span&gt;: Ma ar... got fruits or not ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;: Ya hor... you very long time never eat fruits le hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;xm&lt;/span&gt;: Ya lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;: Go eat banana lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;xm&lt;/span&gt;: Eeee... dowan. (Cos not nice one lo... somemore I'm feeling rather "heaty") I'm not feeling well and I feel like eating apples and pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dunno how long... she came into my room with a plate of &lt;u&gt;sliced&lt;/u&gt; pears and apples. =] &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sweet~&lt;/span&gt; That's one of the reasons why I don't know how to slice any fruits except banana. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Banana just need to press it gently, then it will be divided into 3 equal parts already.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually before the plate of fruits, I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Daryl's&lt;/span&gt; msn nick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;☠xm☠ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;☠xm☠ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;u come my house downstairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;☠xm☠ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i throw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;apple &lt;/span&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;daryl]]`                  is waiting for an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;apple &lt;/span&gt;to drop from the sky. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;☠xm☠ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahahahhaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;daryl]]`                  is waiting for an apple to drop from the sky. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I'm such an &lt;s&gt;ass&lt;/s&gt;. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been meeting/making lotsa new friends all thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, you can stop harping on the height issues anymore. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know I'm short&lt;/span&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT! I can't finish the fruits. =x WAHAHHAHAH! My mum told me to pass it to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I've just changed the video on my erm... you know one lah! Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-1349237480476809288?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1349237480476809288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=1349237480476809288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1349237480476809288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1349237480476809288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/horrible-weather.html' title='Horrible Weather'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3267233919065026092</id><published>2009-01-07T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:25:09.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well... it's freaky for me to see how lazy I can be too.&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3267233919065026092?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3267233919065026092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3267233919065026092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3267233919065026092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3267233919065026092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/pig.html' title='PIG'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7520202153784453902</id><published>2009-01-04T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:33:14.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well... I'm feeling rather lazy right now. Since when am I not?! Omg! I'm like contradicting with whatever I'm typing. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I just read my Carrot's resolution and realised that next Semester's gonna be the Student Internship Program(SIP)! =[ I don't wanna wake up early in the morning and dress up in formal wear! I can't imagine myself slogging in the office, looking at documents after documents! I remember laughing at Leon and Benjamin or rather SENIORS when they had to wake up earlier than me. I told them that I think I would die for my SIP. =x I seriously think I would. Everyday's gonna be a battle. Let me name it as ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;XM'S SLEEP VS TP'S SIP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking too much right now.&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/36681631-7520202153784453902?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7520202153784453902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7520202153784453902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7520202153784453902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7520202153784453902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-post.html' title='Short Post'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3509756945104071629</id><published>2008-12-31T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:17:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lengthy Post</title><content type='html'>I'm freaking pissed right now. (RANDOM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was very much accurate for the chinese horoscope/zodiac to say that those who are born in the years of Horse are more or less fucking suay this year. I had my own fair bit of suay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;1) Chicken Pox&lt;br /&gt;2) Forgetting to save my documents&lt;br /&gt;3) Camera spoil&lt;br /&gt;4) Sprain ankle #01(BINTAN)&lt;br /&gt;5) Sprain ankle #02(ESCAPE... one day after HALLOWEEN)&lt;br /&gt;6) Mumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I guess I'll stop right there. Anyway every year has it's ups and downs one what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm glad that my Mid-sem Test for FOI was A. It's pure luck I guess? I mean... I'm such a slacker but I study smart. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday (30 Dec), I left while I was halfway thru my FOI project to meet  &lt;a href="http://binblock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alvin &lt;/a&gt;and his friend, &lt;a href="http://always-here-without-euu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sebestian&lt;/a&gt;. We headed over to Katong for it's Hong Kong stuff. =.= Pictures can be seen at their blogs. WAHAHAHA! I'm too lazy to blog and also to copy and paste it. Sebestian's a nice guy -- funny, crappy and young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This post was typed dunno how long ago and I can't really remember what I wanted to blog about. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3509756945104071629?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3509756945104071629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3509756945104071629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3509756945104071629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3509756945104071629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/lengthy-post.html' title='Lengthy Post'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6263751751921200875</id><published>2008-12-29T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:50:59.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>I'm back to school after like... 2 weeks break?!&lt;br /&gt;Yes a pathetic 2 weeks break! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my laziness is taking it's toll off me.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;It's the first day of school and I'm already thinking of getting a mc.&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful can I get?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not my fault that Monday sucks for me.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine facing the same lecturer/tutor for 4 hours with an hour break in between.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like he's a wonderful lecturer or what. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I'm rushing some projects now.&lt;br /&gt;More like chionging.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta ensure that the work I produce has some quality in it!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't slack off like a bloody brat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;Alvin's DS Lite is with me... -.-''&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go over his place to pass it to him. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I' ve been hanging around with Alvin, Francis, Phoebe and occasionally Ziqi.&lt;br /&gt;Yes... it's great to have friends around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! Back to school means I get to pester carrot as often as I like. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6263751751921200875?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6263751751921200875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6263751751921200875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6263751751921200875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6263751751921200875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4668142647534920596</id><published>2008-12-25T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:45:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY</title><content type='html'>Projects... Work... Chalet... BBQ... Christmas Countdown... Birthday Party... Christmas Celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy... very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to think. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4668142647534920596?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4668142647534920596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4668142647534920596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4668142647534920596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4668142647534920596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy.html' title='BUSY'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4020459697144448050</id><published>2008-12-20T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:14:53.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love starbucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I simply love Starbucks!&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;I got a free drink today from the regular staff who serve me.&lt;br /&gt;Well... he seems to be the only one in the store whenever I enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, QUICHE issues are settled.&lt;br /&gt;I just called my Aunt and asked her about it.&lt;br /&gt;She'll be working on the 23rd, that means only 2 people will be baking it, my grandma and I.&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to bake like 3 of it?&lt;br /&gt;2 for 4E2's Chalet and 1 for Cherie &amp;amp; Evan's BBQ&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Evan I love mushroom, so I can't take out the mushroom for you.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most prolly, Samuel will be coming over to help carry the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;CHERIE NEO! I need to know what time you're leaving the house!&lt;br /&gt;Then I can pass the quiche to you first!&lt;br /&gt;=x&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/36681631-4020459697144448050?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4020459697144448050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4020459697144448050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4020459697144448050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4020459697144448050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-starbucks.html' title='I love starbucks'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4976562689050850945</id><published>2008-12-19T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:59:34.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of the past few weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, here are some long overdue-ed pictures of the past few weeks. Hmm... the pictures are not in sequence. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cheriemeevan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_cheriemeevan.jpg" alt="Cherie, xm, evan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie, me and Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong the background is the Fountain of Wealth. This photo is taken by Anthony. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_DSC00161.jpg" alt="Xm, Evan, Alvin" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Evangeline and Alvin&lt;br /&gt;Taken outside Bugis TopShop. (We were all trying to act demure...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_DSC00162.jpg" alt="Xm, evan, alvin" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00163.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_DSC00163.jpg" alt="xm and evan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00165.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_DSC00165.jpg" alt="evan and xm" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wendy's Birthday at Eve bar located at Haji Lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00181.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_DSC00181.jpg" alt="xm@evebar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_DSC00182.jpg" alt="xmnmingyan@evebar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00183.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_DSC00183.jpg" alt="xmnmingyan@evebar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=s640x480.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_s640x480.jpg" alt="wendy's bday at haji" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/?action=view&amp;amp;current=standing.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/Random/th_standing.jpg" alt="wendy's bday at haji stand" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4976562689050850945?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4976562689050850945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4976562689050850945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4976562689050850945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4976562689050850945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/summary-of-past-few-weeks.html' title='Summary of the past few weeks'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6551382505005433736</id><published>2008-12-18T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:38:14.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reknowned Pig</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for switching my phones off. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sorry Jojo, Sw, Stella, Carrot, Charmaine and Hana!&lt;/span&gt; I did wake up at 0800 but I went back to sleep. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x.X&lt;/span&gt; SORRY! Actually part of the reason for me switching my phones off is that I want to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;QUALITY&lt;/span&gt; sleep and not quantity. I've been woken up by SMSes in the middle of the night recently so ya... hope you guys can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... with regards to what happened between &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;they guy and I&lt;/span&gt;. Well, he thinks it's my fault whereas everyone thinks that I'm not at fault. HAH! That't the catch, so who's to blame? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hanging around with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alvin &lt;/span&gt;and his friend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Garrick&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, they are way bitchier than me! Oh ya! Alvin got himself a job as erm... some customer officer and I reckoned he'll be suffering there. =x 'Cos it's something like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bao-ka-liao&lt;/span&gt; job lor. He has to answer phone calls and check it out for them. Yea.. tough job eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm fucking broke now. Shit man! My pays only come in next month. WOAH~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6551382505005433736?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6551382505005433736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6551382505005433736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6551382505005433736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6551382505005433736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/reknowned-pig.html' title='Reknowned Pig'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-1943688078151104120</id><published>2008-12-16T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:55:05.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship... oh what irony.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;After experiencing such &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;disappointments&lt;/span&gt;, I realised that everything changes when your close friends get attached. It's not a bad thing, just something that everyone have to get used to. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What irony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trust&lt;/u&gt; me people, I will not ditch my friends just because of a guy. Priorities given to friends. =] I just need to start fishing for a new catch. WAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Everything's over between him and I, yea... &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt;. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I know I'm a bitch but some stuff just triggered the &lt;u&gt;bitchi-er&lt;/u&gt; side of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Recently, I've been hanging around Cineleisure. Yea... 9th Level catching lotsa toys and making a fool outta myself. I've been watching lotsa movies too. Grrr... everything started with the movie "Bolt", I watched it with Cherie, Evangeline, Anthony and See Jia at Suntec. Apparantly, it was to celebrate See Jia's enlistment or some thing like that. HAHA! =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;It was not. It was just a casual meet up. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then the following movies are ... I have no idea. Well, do take note that I do not frequent the cinemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-1943688078151104120?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1943688078151104120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=1943688078151104120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1943688078151104120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1943688078151104120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/friendship-oh-what-irony.html' title='Friendship... oh what irony.'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6920476679023522787</id><published>2008-12-14T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:35:29.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possesive freak</title><content type='html'>OMG! I can't believe that this guy would actually cause such a strain on my friendship with others. Fuck man. I think I should bring it to an end. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6920476679023522787?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6920476679023522787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6920476679023522787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6920476679023522787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6920476679023522787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/possesive-freak.html' title='Possesive freak'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-9034268346506292715</id><published>2008-12-11T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:27:21.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quotes</title><content type='html'>Branden just sent me to work at Stamford House. He's coming over later to fetch me home. Told you guys that he's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Wednesday), met up with Branden, Gilbert, Alvin and Meixuan to go makan. OMG! Things &lt;b&gt;nearly&lt;/b&gt; turned ugly but it didn't. LOL! Same stuff happened over and over again. GOSH! While slacking at mx's place, she caused one of her dog's teeth to drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... here's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;om &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I read at the back of a post card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Positive relationships nourish you in good and bad times. Build your social support to optimise your mental wellbeing so as to realise your abiities, manage changes and live life to the fullest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it rather meaningful. Yea, I'm glad I've got so many wonderful people around me, be it good or bad. Thanks people for tolerating my nonsense and guiding me through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;any jobs to recommend to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; my dear friend -- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He's 17 and is currently waiting for his 'O' Level results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-9034268346506292715?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/9034268346506292715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=9034268346506292715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/9034268346506292715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/9034268346506292715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-quotes.html' title='Random Quotes'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7339082545763972594</id><published>2008-12-10T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:30:10.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness</title><content type='html'>Oh well, I will blog later about Mid-Semester Test after I've sat for all the papers. I'm here to rant about some insane stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt he's a very nice guy but time is running out for him, not me. Yup, time is the scarce resource. Yea... and I can't stand it when he starts he nonsensical stuff when I'm about to sleep or most prolly sleeping. I think I was trying hard to reply him properly with no typos and stuff. It's just so WEIRD! He said I disappointed him. How in the world did I disappoint him? Perhaps he thinks too highly of me le bah? I'm just being me. Grrrr.... weird people. I just called Evan to kpkb. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pimples are like popping out all over my forehead. OMG OMG! HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7339082545763972594?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7339082545763972594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7339082545763972594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7339082545763972594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7339082545763972594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/madness.html' title='Madness'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7081536111041741938</id><published>2008-12-08T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:44:30.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK THEORIES</title><content type='html'>WTH LA! HOW COME THIS SEMESTER GOT SO MANY THEORIES!&lt;br /&gt;OOOH FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GONNA DIE! CAN SOMEONE JUST LEND ME THEIR BRAIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like one whole stacks of notes with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What tops the list is that I had to study CMAII first!!! PFFFTTT _|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7081536111041741938?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7081536111041741938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7081536111041741938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7081536111041741938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7081536111041741938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck-theories.html' title='FUCK THEORIES'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3069711878575581487</id><published>2008-12-06T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:59:13.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chauffeur</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been out lately. Yea... K...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to Tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziqi: Yea la. I got wasted&lt;br /&gt;KeeHan: wahahahha Linked le&lt;br /&gt;Huan LiLi: my email ad is hxm_90@hotmail.com! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I met a guy who drives and he's super sweet but...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3069711878575581487?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3069711878575581487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3069711878575581487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3069711878575581487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3069711878575581487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-chauffeur.html' title='My Chauffeur'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-678085216034632680</id><published>2008-12-03T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:58:05.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Driver</title><content type='html'>OMG! I screwed it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-678085216034632680?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/678085216034632680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=678085216034632680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/678085216034632680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/678085216034632680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/12/mr-driver.html' title='Mr. Driver'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8848628148641015588</id><published>2008-11-30T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:38:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three cheers and three cheers and three cheers  for XM</title><content type='html'>I GOT TIPSY LAST NIGHT @ CAFE DEL MAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! Imagine me talking with me eyes closed! =x Thank you Ziqi, Charlene and Huan Li for taking care of me and my nonsense. Actually not much of a nonsense except the part whereby I wanted to sleep. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started puking after seeing Ziqi puke and my puking continued all the way till my house lift. =x HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s Huan Li's shoulder is very nice to lie on. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are with the others, I'm not a camwhore like them. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8848628148641015588?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8848628148641015588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8848628148641015588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8848628148641015588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8848628148641015588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/three-cheers-and-three-cheers-and-three.html' title='Three cheers and three cheers and three cheers  for XM'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2979785754757175934</id><published>2008-11-26T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:33:04.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well, I know I'm someone who won't show my feelings on my face, only my close ones will know. I think? Grrr. Life's been miserable, since when is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family issues been worsening. GOSH! RAWR!!! What can I do? NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since I've been a horrible bitch. I can't really remember when was the last time I became a total bitch. It's been ages. I can't help but be a bitch right now. Trust me, the bitch you see now is much better than last time. Wait till, I get serious. =] I don't care what people say except my close ones. 'Cos you know shit about it. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, though it's a lil bit late, but I finally managed to remember my socio's classmates' faces. Not all but some. =] It's a wonderful class...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-2979785754757175934?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2979785754757175934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2979785754757175934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2979785754757175934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2979785754757175934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6435471863249059834</id><published>2008-11-24T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:24:17.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRGHH</title><content type='html'>GOSH! I hate MONDAYS! Not only do I suffer from Monday blues, I also had to endure a 4 hour (tutorial + lecture) of CMA, with the same tutor/lecturer. When you ask the tutor question, he would bring you for a walk around god-knows-where and NEVER come back. I think he doesn't know what is called the topic sentence/main idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6435471863249059834?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6435471863249059834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6435471863249059834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6435471863249059834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6435471863249059834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/arrghh.html' title='ARRGHH'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2437023974284986534</id><published>2008-11-23T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:58:44.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SSlO3S95THI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kMLkt0iGZPM/s1600-h/hendersonwave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SSlO3S95THI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kMLkt0iGZPM/s320/hendersonwave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271831550705093746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this was photo taken by Cherie while all of us are trudging up the hill to urmm... some place before Henderson Wave at an unearthly time. I think it was 1am? Yes, as you can see, the guys were way ahead of us(me and cherie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm some quick updates:&lt;br /&gt;- Super Pig managed to wake up at 5AM yes AM to send Ms Lee off at the Airport. The walk to Tanah Merah MRT was freaky. Yes! DAMN freaky. You never know if the man walking in front of you is a pervert or a drunkard.&lt;br /&gt;- I think I injured my left foot?&lt;br /&gt;- I want to play DDR!!! ( Ignore my sprains and injury)&lt;br /&gt;- I just touched up my hair and now the colour at my hair root is brighter than the other parts. Yes, the hair on my HEAD. I also got a hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;- Sentosa outing was cancelled due to many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;- I went to Bugis with Ziqi and got a new top/dress.&lt;br /&gt;- I koped some pictures from my cousin's friendster. =x&lt;br /&gt;- Despite being legally 18, the 7-11 staff at my house never fail to give me that "HUH?!" face whenever I want to buy something that needs an ADULT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-2437023974284986534?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2437023974284986534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2437023974284986534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2437023974284986534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2437023974284986534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SSlO3S95THI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kMLkt0iGZPM/s72-c/hendersonwave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8942748037705330665</id><published>2008-11-23T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:14:46.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Matters</title><content type='html'>Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I'm awake at such an unearthly timing with totally NO MOOD to sleep. Yea. I mean TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit man. This sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8942748037705330665?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8942748037705330665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8942748037705330665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8942748037705330665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8942748037705330665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-matters.html' title='Family Matters'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4955066327015870782</id><published>2008-11-19T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:45:37.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling sick</title><content type='html'>I can finally understand how those people felt when they took their umbrella out from the bag in the morning, thinking that it's gonna be a sunny day but it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genius me took out my umbrella this morning, thinking that it is going to be a sunny day and it is not gonna rain. Despite the fact that I've read an article about this rainy season to last all the way till January somewhere. Or was I dreaming? I have no idea but I remember seeing it somewhere. OMG! When I stepped out of Sociology class during the 10 minutes break, I was literally speechless man. It was raining HEAVILY! Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa things happened. Don't want to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been puking since Friday? I'm losing my voice. I'm coughing like crazy. HOW?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4955066327015870782?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4955066327015870782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4955066327015870782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4955066327015870782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4955066327015870782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/falling-sick.html' title='Falling sick'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8114705635106318907</id><published>2008-11-18T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:33:20.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird People</title><content type='html'>Oh well, after the meet up on Friday, I started wondering why in the world were we together back then? Gah! I was dumb then. =x Since I can survive without talking to you for one whole night, I believe there's no place for you anymore. But I forgot why we can't even be friends anymore. It just felt so weird. Hmmm.... talk to me first then I'll talk to you. HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, people, it was long over so ya. I don't have any feelings for him ALREADY. So stop saying that I like him or whatever. But he's still as cute as ever. I like his eyes! CHERIE try to capture them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa this Saturday! Woohoo! I'm gonna get tanned! Ya... me? Tanned? After so many months, I'm loving the sun once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8114705635106318907?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8114705635106318907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8114705635106318907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8114705635106318907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8114705635106318907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/weird-people.html' title='Weird People'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3120722084794511004</id><published>2008-11-17T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:42:18.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temp. work'/><title type='text'>Puma Sales @ Wisma Gulab</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I've updated Carol about stuff that has happened over the weekend. Yea... long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Puma Sales @ Wisma Gulab was fun. Yea... All thx to Bernard, I ended up with a 10 inch dick and 20 inch when it's steamed. =.= Customers were better than the previous sales. Ben and WeiMing are also involved in this sales. It really brought back lotsa memories about the previous sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Enough of work. It's time for studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3120722084794511004?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3120722084794511004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3120722084794511004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3120722084794511004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3120722084794511004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/puma-sales-wisma-gulab.html' title='Puma Sales @ Wisma Gulab'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3247881865626689410</id><published>2008-11-15T07:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:43:21.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday was a long and boring day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for project meeting in the morning. Then got a henna done on my right hand by Su's class. Next 3 hours of Comm Skills 2. After that went off to Jeremy's guitar hero booth. Then IG meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to wash up and stuff and met up with Cherie and we went off to Bugis to wait for a couple of Uncles. Anthony, See Jia, JinQi and two of their friends. Slacked for a very long time at Bugis before we headed off to Henderson Waves. It sure has nice scenary and ambience. A nice place to slack and ton. Make sure you have the right companion! A good place for dating but hell has it. It was freaking boring with See Jia talking nonesense with me. Cabbed back with Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't talk to him at ALL throughout the don't know how many hours. =] CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super pig xm is going to work at PUMA sales on Saturday and Sunday. Yes. I've not SLEPT a wink, all thanks to Anthony's Indian song/ringtone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3247881865626689410?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3247881865626689410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3247881865626689410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3247881865626689410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3247881865626689410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/past.html' title='The past'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6746574373407987215</id><published>2008-11-14T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:02:17.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly mood swings</title><content type='html'>Oh man! Just when I thought that I could have my 12 hours sleep today. Just when I thought everything's changing for the better... Just when I thought that I could bang my head hard into the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it. Why am I the one doing and handling all the stupid problems in this family? Am I not the youngest? This feeling simply sucks man. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my mum getting all paranoid over nothing everyday, I just felt helpless and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, supper at 85 with Poh Siang, Eric and Yong Wen was fun. Lotsa men talk were involved. =.='''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6746574373407987215?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6746574373407987215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6746574373407987215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6746574373407987215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6746574373407987215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/monthly-mood-swings.html' title='Monthly mood swings'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8177258712328228054</id><published>2008-11-12T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:50:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my carrot!</title><content type='html'>I gave up photo shopping... so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SRr65H7WQlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/J3I1nqBlnh0/s1600-h/cute+carrot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SRr65H7WQlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/J3I1nqBlnh0/s320/cute+carrot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267798573450674770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love my CARROT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8177258712328228054?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8177258712328228054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8177258712328228054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8177258712328228054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8177258712328228054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-my-carrot.html' title='I love my carrot!'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SRr65H7WQlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/J3I1nqBlnh0/s72-c/cute+carrot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5238096229172445573</id><published>2008-11-12T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:59:07.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Oh well, I think I'm suffering from PMS now. Mood swings and lost of appetite. Grr I even had to check out the spelling of appetite. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I miss the wonderful views from Loola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P071008_0702.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/P071008_0702.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P071008_0725.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/P071008_0725.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from my hut. With urm... Joanne in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P091008_0956.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/P091008_0956.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this looks better. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1012883.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/P1012883.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I was on crutches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! I really miss Bintan. Not the bed but the views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay... so here's wonderful me with my pig trotter on... the 9th October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1012926.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/P1012926.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my pig's trotter on the 2nd of november&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/18th%20bday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02112008011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/hxm_90/18th%20bday/02112008011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I was wearing the same shirt for both pictures. Oh wow! I didn't know that I tend to wear that blue polo when I'm injured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-5238096229172445573?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5238096229172445573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5238096229172445573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5238096229172445573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5238096229172445573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/th_P071008_0702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6265334892762259819</id><published>2008-11-11T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:19:43.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong</title><content type='html'>AAAHHHH! Daryl's so gonna kill me. Sorry for ps-ing you.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin suggested to me to get a new friend but the whole cycle's gonna repeat again so what's the diff? =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6265334892762259819?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6265334892762259819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6265334892762259819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6265334892762259819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6265334892762259819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/mahjong.html' title='Mahjong'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3362900986067956334</id><published>2008-11-11T10:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:21:01.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Party</title><content type='html'>Oh yea, whatever you're doing now has got nothing to do with me but I think you've kinda attracted my attention, not only mine though. I may not know but who cares, It's just so weird. I think you're starting to piss me off again. Yea, I'm pissed but I simply can't wipe that grin off my face. =x 'Cos whatever you're doing is making &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; everyone laugh. I don't understand what kinda friends you have who will encourage you to do such a thing. Perhaps, the quote "Great mice think a like" can be used under such circumstances or maybe all of you are mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees enough of craps already. School has been horrible. Tutorials are basically theory theory and MORE theory. I'm so gonna bang the wall man. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziqi, I've been through that phase, just look at the brighter side of life k? At least you're better off, you have your guy by your side and everyone. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3362900986067956334?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3362900986067956334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3362900986067956334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3362900986067956334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3362900986067956334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/third-party.html' title='Third Party'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5796538979255132600</id><published>2008-11-10T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:22:15.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-discipline'/><title type='text'>Self - Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fourth week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; into Semester 2.2 and I already have the urge to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;skip school&lt;/span&gt; already! Yea, I've already skipped lessons last week. HEY! Who will want to attend a make up lesson at 9am in the morning man?! Definitely not me. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO!!!!! I &lt;s&gt;must&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; to pull up my GPA this SEMESTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to plan my time properly and of course, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;SELF-DISCIPLINE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-5796538979255132600?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5796538979255132600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5796538979255132600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5796538979255132600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5796538979255132600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-discipline.html' title='Self - Discipline'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7256129291319691189</id><published>2008-11-09T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:24:23.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>My 18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>I've retyped this entry several times because of time constraint / cranky temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do on my 18th Birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, two days before my bday, I met Ziqi after work at Suntec City. After browsing through the shops, we headed over to DownTown East to meet her boyfriend and his best friend, BenWoon and BoonChao. Samuel was late! So the four of us went into Escape first. It was 1st November so all the Halloween things are still on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played lotsa games and genius me sprained my ankle for the second time this month! (The previous time was at Bintan.) Don't bother asking me how, 'cos I'm too lazy to explain. Let's just leave the answer as "cos I'm too clever, that's why." =] Haha! Had a good laugh on the rides with Ziqi because of her bf constant shoutings. Oh ya! Especially, the haunted house. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my pig's trotter, I had to cancel the plans I had with Ziqi for the next day. (2nd Novemeber) Well, nevertheless my honey/darling came over to my place with a BIRTHDAY CAKE! Haha... yes it has lotsa strawberries. =] Hmmm, genius me suggested watching Money Not Enough 2 before the cake cutting thing. Haha... so ya, I cried like shit during the movie's second part. Love you lots girl. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, genius me spent the day of my birthday in school. Yea... mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have dinner with Phoebe, Alvin, Ming Hao and Sujatha at Aston's on the 5th of November. =] Yea, I still have the receipt with me. It's like super long! Everyone was dead tired after that, except Su and Alvin. Thanks MH for the long waiting time. I know it was super tiring. Alvin got me a urm supposedly mutated cactus but turned into a rabbit shaped cactus. Love you guys too! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up another time. When my mood's not so cranky or eff-ed up. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7256129291319691189?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7256129291319691189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7256129291319691189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7256129291319691189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7256129291319691189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-18th-birthday.html' title='My 18th Birthday'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4712833714921640260</id><published>2008-11-03T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:15:54.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 18th Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;y 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Bir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;thd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ay t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually this is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; time spending my birthday with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bandaged &lt;/span&gt;right foot. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... Firstly, I gotta thank my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boss&lt;/span&gt;, Daniel, for the card and cake. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ziqi&lt;/span&gt;, for the cake and thx for being there. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt;, for being such a caring brother when I sprained my foot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Benwoon&lt;/span&gt;, for lending me his slipper and walking barefooted out of Escape Themepark. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CherieNeo&lt;/span&gt;, for being the first today and your wonderful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, thank you everyone for the wishes and everything. Love ya guys. I'm EIGHTEEN now. I can club, pub or whatever. Yea. WOW! Like finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, congrats to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Carol (orange for carrot) &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WeeKwang&lt;/span&gt;, as today is also a special day for them.. ;) Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lastly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;TO ANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LINA / GR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ACE / JOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LIN / JASM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;INE!!!&lt;/span&gt; It's great to have friends born on the same day as you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Things I'll wish for :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;is to grow taller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slim down&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;better luck (good luck charms!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my friends to stay together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wonderful results&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;peace (be it world peace/family/friends)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;** Optional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Get a great boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4712833714921640260?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4712833714921640260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4712833714921640260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4712833714921640260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4712833714921640260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-18th-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy 18th Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5597944429483491521</id><published>2008-11-01T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:03:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking Piss</title><content type='html'>WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not you make his friends your friends and just ignore me?&lt;br /&gt;Since it's so fuck up now, I won't mind it at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-5597944429483491521?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5597944429483491521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5597944429483491521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5597944429483491521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5597944429483491521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/11/fucking-piss.html' title='Fucking Piss'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8417318337414361478</id><published>2008-10-30T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:08:28.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My encounter with a bimbotic carrot</title><content type='html'>Second week into semester 2.2, the pathetic &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Express Dowager&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Piggy Land&lt;/span&gt;, is struggling with a Bimbotic Carrot. Although Bimbotic Carrot is mean, mad, funny and obviously, &lt;b&gt;BIMBOTIC&lt;/b&gt;, I find it fun to hang out her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here are the following stuff that had occurred with Bimbotic Carrot's presence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;She calls me &lt;b&gt;BITCH&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She made me laugh all the way from Mensa to Design school. Sorry SingHong for the hasty greetings. Blame the carrot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She thought that being called a "bimbo" is actually a compliment, as it means that she is pretty, and &lt;b&gt;thanked&lt;/b&gt; the person. Little did she know that being &lt;u&gt;dumb&lt;/u&gt; is also included in the definition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She "played" catching with me at Business 5th Floor sofa area.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I came up with a processing cycle of &lt;b&gt;carrot&lt;/b&gt; and the &lt;b&gt;pig&lt;/b&gt;. ( Carrot is eaten up by the pig. After going through the digestive system, carrot becomes shit. Shit = Carolyn. ) Hmm.. I think I should come up with a diagram for better explanation and understanding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She loves to hit my head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She claims that she's one head taller than me, when in actualy fact it the difference can be measured using my stubby fingers. Perhaps, she's trying to tell me that her head/brain's small too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Both us went off to Mensa to eat her wonderful &lt;i&gt;lasagne&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She told Ann that she wouldn't speak to me for the day as she doesn't wanna hang around with such a &lt;b&gt;BITCH&lt;/b&gt; like me. But nevertheless, she still failed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She thought the "Jeremy" I was talking about is "Jeremiah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So far, I think that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So TELL ME now, how wonderful can this carrot be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but she's a very dear friend to me. I LOVE YOU CARROT! Be it bimbotic/mean I still love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8417318337414361478?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8417318337414361478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8417318337414361478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8417318337414361478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8417318337414361478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-encounter-with-bimbotic-carrot.html' title='My encounter with a bimbotic carrot'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3815552812659853433</id><published>2008-10-28T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:35:58.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dao Xiang by Jay Chou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yea... as you guys can see I'm all ga ga over this song Dao Xiang by Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUFgRqxDNd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUFgRqxDNd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对这个世界如果你有太多的抱怨&lt;br /&gt;跌倒了就不敢继续往前走&lt;br /&gt;为什么人要这么的脆弱 堕落&lt;br /&gt;请你打开电视看看&lt;br /&gt;多少人为生命在努力勇敢的走下去&lt;br /&gt;我们是不是该知足&lt;br /&gt;珍惜一切 就算没有拥有&lt;br /&gt;还记得你说家是唯一的城堡&lt;br /&gt;随着稻香河流继续奔跑&lt;br /&gt;微微笑 小时候的梦我知道&lt;br /&gt;不要哭让萤火虫带着你逃跑&lt;br /&gt;乡间的歌谣永远的依&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;靠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;回家吧 回到最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;不要这么容易就想放弃 就像我说的&lt;br /&gt;追不到的梦想 换个梦不就得了&lt;br /&gt;为自己的人生鲜艳上色&lt;br /&gt;先把爱涂上喜欢的颜色&lt;br /&gt;笑一个吧 功成名就不是目的&lt;br /&gt;让自己快乐快乐这才叫做意义&lt;br /&gt;童年的纸飞机 现在终于飞回我手里&lt;br /&gt;所谓的那快乐 赤脚在田里追蜻蜓追到累了&lt;br /&gt;偷摘水果被蜜蜂给叮到怕了 谁在偷笑呢&lt;br /&gt;我靠着稻草人吹着风唱着歌睡着了&lt;br /&gt;哦 哦 午后吉它在虫鸣中更清脆&lt;br /&gt;哦 哦 阳光洒在路上就不怕心碎&lt;br /&gt;珍惜一切 就算没有拥有&lt;br /&gt;还记得你说家是唯一的城堡&lt;br /&gt;随着稻香河流继续奔跑 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3815552812659853433?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3815552812659853433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3815552812659853433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3815552812659853433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3815552812659853433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/dao-xiang-by-jay-chou.html' title='Dao Xiang by Jay Chou'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7966060198806118396</id><published>2008-10-27T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:40:15.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponder</title><content type='html'>OH MY GAWD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been thinking about lotsa stuff lately. And I've come to a conclusion. Why bother thinking about shits when all you'll get from them are still shits? It's like processing shits into shits. So shits... I won't think twice about anything that's happening around me. Just don't come flying straight into my face cause I'll flush you down the toilet bowl immediately. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;birthday's&lt;/span&gt; just around the corner and I have totally no clue on how I'm gonna spend it. I'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;working on the 1st Nov (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2nd November is booked by Ziqi.&lt;/span&gt; Perhaps I'd simply &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;party away on ladies' night&lt;/span&gt; with some friends. Yes. I know everyone's waiting for me to turn 18. Yes. The last of the clique yea? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Phoebe? Ziqi? Melissa?&lt;/span&gt; Oh well, Carol's birthday still have a LONG way to go. =x I so don't feel like going to school on the 3rd which is a MONDAY. Most prolly used the excuse of Monday blues. NAH. I can't start the semester with such a lame excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I shall head off to tackle all the tutorials for this week. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;s&gt;Self-motivation/ Self-discpline&lt;/s&gt; VITASOY is the key &lt;s&gt;to success.&lt;/s&gt; to tackle the pig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7966060198806118396?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7966060198806118396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7966060198806118396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7966060198806118396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7966060198806118396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/ponder.html' title='Ponder'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-8717999778874681601</id><published>2008-10-27T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:25:06.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrisy</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... I think I'm becoming a UBER POWERFUL hypocrite already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-random-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-8717999778874681601?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8717999778874681601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=8717999778874681601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8717999778874681601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/8717999778874681601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/hypocrisy.html' title='Hypocrisy'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-1088185755719077577</id><published>2008-10-25T01:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:02:42.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cried from laughing too hard</title><content type='html'>Oh well... today C****** made me cry so many times today! She is a meanie! &lt;s&gt;Go bash her up people!&lt;/s&gt; Don't bash her up! Cos I'll kill you.=x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-1088185755719077577?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1088185755719077577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=1088185755719077577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1088185755719077577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/1088185755719077577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cried-from-laughing-too-hard.html' title='I cried from laughing too hard'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4622244067094417255</id><published>2008-10-24T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:00:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray that money will drop from the sky, just like raindrops. WOAH! =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4622244067094417255?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4622244067094417255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4622244067094417255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4622244067094417255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4622244067094417255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5674065716075912209</id><published>2008-10-22T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:31:52.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a pig!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEED A NEW &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALARM CLOCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... what a way to start a new post. Well, 100 days have passed since my Grandma death. Yea... time flies. Anyway, my mum gotta go over to bedok south to help out with the preparation and everything = no one at home when I wake up. My lecture starts at 11am and I woke up at like 10:13am, even though I'd set my alarm at like erm... 8:45 and 9:00. Yea... was kinda late for my lecture but ya.... =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, just a simple smile would do a the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-5674065716075912209?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5674065716075912209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5674065716075912209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5674065716075912209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5674065716075912209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-such-pig.html' title='I&apos;m such a pig!'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-2182445461263932586</id><published>2008-10-21T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:02:07.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of 2.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hmm, sem 2.2 started yesterday. Gosh! It's been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since I've last seen some of them. Reason being that I've not been attending lecture since 2.1 mid semester test? =x Yea... I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shall not&lt;/span&gt; skip or miss any lectures because of my laziness anymore! Hehe. Oh well, I suck. It was just 5 minutes into the lecture and I've already started yawning and fidgeting. Doodling was kept to a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;minimum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 'cos I don't wanna destroy my notes. Headed over to engine school with Qin Yu for my supposedly CDS lecture. Oh gosh! QY and her bf are like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;super sweet&lt;/span&gt; luh. *pouts* I got kinda freaked out in the lecture theatre by the other students. It's like so freaky. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today, which is Tuesday, I changed my CDS to Sociology. Yepp, I can attend the same lecture as Pb. Arvind's in the same lecture too! Anyway, Tuesday's gonna be a very tiring day for me. 'Cos lesson starts at 2pm and ends at 7pm. It's like 5 hours straight with no break. =[ OMG! Save me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll be meeting Alvin at 10pm later to catch up for a while. Sighs, tml's gonna be a long day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Here are some random stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mr. Monster- IS ON PROJECT SAVE MONEY says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ziqi say she next week holi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;☠xm☠ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;☠xm☠ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;XIAOMIN say she this week start schh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;☠xm☠ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dying soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-2182445461263932586?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2182445461263932586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=2182445461263932586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2182445461263932586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/2182445461263932586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/beginning-of-22.html' title='Beginning of 2.2'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3531279530799598157</id><published>2008-10-19T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:35:24.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony'/><title type='text'>Random conversation</title><content type='html'>Here are &lt;s&gt;some&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;two &lt;/span&gt;stuff to perk myself up. Both of them are random conversations I had with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random shit #01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;xm: Omg! It's not my fault. Not anyone's fault but my MOTHER'S fault, OKAY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it wasn't my mother's fault, it was someone-whom-we-know-and-are-pissed-with's fault)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;friend: Whoa... liddat your mother very poor thing leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;xm: I think so too.... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Random shit #02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xm: Chao chee bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;friend: Why are you scolding me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xm: I'm not scolding you. I'm just addressing the smelly pussy(direct translation).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I can't remember much already. =x Oh ya! My new colleague rocks! WOOTx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-3531279530799598157?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3531279530799598157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3531279530799598157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3531279530799598157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3531279530799598157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-conversation.html' title='Random conversation'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7425215289749360538</id><published>2008-10-18T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:24:56.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><title type='text'>Work at Suntec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooooh... nothing beats working at Suntec City in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall let the horrible shits out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in the train, I was puzzled by the fact that most of the seats at the sides, Priority Seats,  were actually taken up by middle-aged uncles. I didn't care if they have white/black hair because it could be due to heritage. I've got my first strand of white hair when I was in Primary Four and now I have more. It's not obvious cos I dyed my hair. So fuck it. They are obviously NOT senior citizens and they expect us teenagers seated in the middle of the freaking crowded train to stand up and walk all the way to the Senior Citizens at the door to give them the seats. It's not like I mind doing that, but don't you find it weird. Why me? Why not those uncles at the PRIORITY SEATS?! I would graciously offer my seats to them if I've sat on the seats, cos they have the priority. I should and everyone should prioritize the seats to erm... not only senior citizens but also pregnant ladies and many others it depends on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... I hate this MRT giving seats situation. 'Cos middle-aged or people who thinks that I'm too young think that they are old enough to automatically gain themselves a seat in the train. Please la, besides the priority seats and the people who are special ( Senior Citizens, Pregnant Women, Injured, Disabled, Carrying lotsa stuff), I believe the other seats are on first come first serve basis right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm old enough and is obviously a senior citizen, I would most 'prolly head over to the priority seat and fuck the person upside down. WHY?! Cos I've got the priority to have that seat. Yea, that's if I'm a senior citizen. Somehow, a taxi driver once told me that in Japan no one even dares to sit on the Priority Seat even though the whole train is crowded. Personally, I think it's a good social etiquette that should be brought into Singaporeans' lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough of my rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; working at Suntec, despite the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chee-ko-pek uncle&lt;/span&gt; I got the previous night. Hehe. Well, here's the reason why. 'Cos I get Starbucks drinks at staff discount and it's just a stone throw away. =] I simply &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; their service here.&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/36681631-7425215289749360538?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7425215289749360538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7425215289749360538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7425215289749360538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7425215289749360538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/work-at-suntec.html' title='Work at Suntec'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-6409792705726680577</id><published>2008-10-17T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:47:41.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"WOW! That's lovely. But fuck you."&lt;/span&gt; mood again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to visit the temple with my mum and auntie today but it was OH too early for me. While rolling in my bed for god-knows-how-long, I decided to visit the temple at Si Beh Lor. Rang Phoebe up, and...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great I'm feeling super lazy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Places I've left my foot prints on today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bugis -Sibehlor Temple&lt;br /&gt;2) Chinatown - Chinatown point/ peopleparks central &amp;amp; complex&lt;br /&gt;3) Lavendar - Textile Mall??? / Jalan Besar Stadium&lt;br /&gt;4) Bedok - HOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... it was a long and tiring day for me. Sorry Jon, would love to go drinking with you but I'm super lazy and that place is TOO far for lazy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ALVIN ONG WEI MING&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I've got the sudden urge to spell out his full name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-6409792705726680577?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6409792705726680577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=6409792705726680577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6409792705726680577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/6409792705726680577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/lazy-ass.html' title='Lazy Ass'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4281868797641887717</id><published>2008-10-16T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:58:14.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Feelings</title><content type='html'>I'm all confused over many shits. Even the songs I'm listening are all juggled up, one moment I would prefer Rock and the next I would be listening to ancient chinese love songs. My temper's on the rocks too --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; getting all nicey in a minute and the next getting all bitchy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to apologise to some, but I believe the majority doesn't need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-4281868797641887717?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4281868797641887717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4281868797641887717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4281868797641887717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4281868797641887717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed Feelings'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-7366046356643454382</id><published>2008-10-15T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:41:52.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrisome Mum</title><content type='html'>My mum is so funny luh! She was so scared that I'll starve to death when she's out to visit my auntie in Yew Tee. She left 15 bucks for me and here... take a look at the food she has taken out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SPV0ZesEvgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KPxPpSfkL8M/s1600-h/IMG_3718+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SPV0ZesEvgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KPxPpSfkL8M/s320/IMG_3718+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257236121108397570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-7366046356643454382?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7366046356643454382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=7366046356643454382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7366046356643454382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/7366046356643454382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/worrisome-mum.html' title='Worrisome Mum'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A6Jb06tvMxo/SPV0ZesEvgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KPxPpSfkL8M/s72-c/IMG_3718+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-4988821505772221200</id><published>2008-10-15T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:42:59.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite lil cousin, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Russell&lt;/span&gt;, is gonna move to a condominium in Simei -- Savannah!!! No more long MRT ride to Yew Tee! It's so near to my Simei's gramma place too! =] Yes, I love this lil cousin of mine to bits. I never fail to buy snacks for him whenever I meet him. I have always been playing with him ever since he was young. &lt;s&gt;The sad part is that, in a few more months he's gonna be taller than me, even though he's like SIX years younger than me.&lt;/s&gt; Just ignore this sentence, will ya? =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... here's the link for most of the Bintan pictures, compiled by Carol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee46/pilapoot/BINTAN%20OCT%2008/"&gt;=]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Another thing, perhaps you guys may want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wish me good luck&lt;/span&gt; every now and then to improve my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lazing around is my forte&lt;/span&gt;, I'm too lazy to blog about everything in Bintan and anything that is too complicated and lengthy.&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/36681631-4988821505772221200?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4988821505772221200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=4988821505772221200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4988821505772221200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/4988821505772221200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/russell.html' title='Russell'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-5226720814233199058</id><published>2008-10-14T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:11:01.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey people! The photos of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvin's Birthday BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are up! Credits to Phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://s4.photobucket.com/albums/y142/tsunami_12/AlvinGlamParty/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Copy and Paste this link --- http://s4.photobucket.com/albums/y142/tsunami_12/AlvinGlamParty/&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/36681631-5226720814233199058?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5226720814233199058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=5226720814233199058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5226720814233199058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/5226720814233199058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3381649836489459867</id><published>2008-10-14T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:51:37.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Spree</title><content type='html'>Oh great! Just when I was feeling all proud of myself for finishing the book "Twilight" in 5 hours, I woke up with a swollen lump along my jawline -- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MUMPS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK!&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/36681631-3381649836489459867?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3381649836489459867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3381649836489459867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3381649836489459867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3381649836489459867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/unlucky-spree.html' title='Unlucky Spree'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-3404549283856969011</id><published>2008-10-13T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:38:59.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off day</title><content type='html'>I guess yesterday was everyone's horrible day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my lucky star :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seemed so pissed... woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have planned to cycle to ECP today but this morning's rain kinda put me off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hur-hur.&lt;/span&gt; I'm xm, what do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I wanna go back to the past, everything's so eff-ed up now. I have people pouring out their troubles/shits at me, expecting me to be there for everything, when I know whatever I say will be of no use 'cos they didn't even bother shits about it. To make things worse, it seems to me that the only person they need are their significant partner. =__________= Then why bother approaching me for shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! Forget it. I'm all vex over some shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I found a wonderful phrase to describe myself. WAHHAHHAHA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BE PREPARED!!! AWAS!&lt;/span&gt; WAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;The girl&lt;/s&gt; Xiaomin: cute but obnoxious, pretty but violent, petite but rude.&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/36681631-3404549283856969011?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3404549283856969011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=3404549283856969011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3404549283856969011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/3404549283856969011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/pissed-off-day.html' title='Pissed off day'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36681631.post-826777838312235764</id><published>2008-10-12T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:42:03.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's on my mind</title><content type='html'>I think I'm a gonna. Yea... fancy me counseling someone now. I think he/she would most 'prolly go commit suicide right after chatting with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Alvin's Birthday BBQ, coincidentally we bumped into mx -- that crazy girl who loses her phone once every few days. (How in the world am I gonna stay in contact with you?!) Yes, I do miss her like crazy. By the way, she owns a dog now. It's called Baby. Lotsa crazy stuff, mh &amp;amp; pb came with the gifts and party sprays. =] Although there were some problems for the Birthday Boy, I hope he'd enjoyed himself. Pictures are with Phoebe, do pester her for it. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole BBQ, some of us(mx, jeremy, hazel, wj, sarah, elias) headed over to Alvin's place to drink and then to Simpang for supper. Jeremy's crazy over Alvin's super big-sized hamster that looks like a guinea pig, Hazel's a very cute girl whom I feel like squeezing her cheek, Sujatha's a horrible alarm clock but nevertheless she's my boyfriend, Wei Jian's a horribly tall giant (imagine Alvin in a bigger frame). Hazel, Su, WeiJian and I stayed over at Alvin's place... blablabla... too many things to type about. Laughter and laughter and MORE laughter. OMG! Nevertheless, morning was the most memorable part, Alvin with his wake up fart and Su's morning call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin - Tuition&lt;br /&gt;Wj - Practice&lt;br /&gt;Su- Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Hazel - Home???&lt;br /&gt;Me - Gram's place - Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Ziqi gotta miss your competition. Gotta make it up to you another day kay? Most importantly, I didn't want to pass my unlucky spree to you. =] Jia You! You can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I guess my grasp of Eng Language has deteriorated to such a level, whereby I had to spend 45minutes brain storming for ideas to write for my Reflective Journal. =.= It all ended up in point form instead of an essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs... I miss my pillows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36681631-826777838312235764?l=x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/feeds/826777838312235764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36681631&amp;postID=826777838312235764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/826777838312235764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36681631/posts/default/826777838312235764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-i-a-o-m-i-n.blogspot.com/2008/10/somethings-on-my-mind.html' title='Something&apos;s on my mind'/><author><name>xm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448038267695182570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
