<?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-29500451</id><updated>2011-09-25T04:53:09.081-07:00</updated><category term='the last thing i want t be seen as is a brainless bimbo or a pushover'/><category term='i feel like plugging an ultra-sensitive stethocsope into your head'/><category term='not really'/><category term='被电到了'/><category term='mission accomplished'/><category term='Amen'/><category term='HANAKIMI. HANAKIMI. 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HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-2777449415156594654?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/2777449415156594654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=2777449415156594654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2777449415156594654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2777449415156594654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-cousins-are-gone-so-im-like-left-all.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7815973972427638361</id><published>2008-11-18T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:42:48.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>the first thing tht struck me whn i reached here was, omggggg im gna freeze my ass off. BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. and you shd see how im typing this post now. thermal wear, knitted top. trench coat, wollen socks and a blanket over my knees. brr i need gloves.brrr.okay rewind rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on th way here we met w BAD air turbulence. we were hving lunch and th whole plate slided off th table la. damndamn scary pls. like roller coaster/pirate ship etc. everyone on th aisle had t squat down and it lasted for quite a while. relapsed somemore.i kept praying and holding on t my dad. wah at tht moment i rlyrly wished tht ... .. ..... .... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrr. i wanna sleep brrr but i hvto wait till my cuzzie come home. gosh such cold weather rly makes one feel lazy. all you wanna do is t curl under the blankie. the wind outside is sooooo strong and cold brrr. my nose is cold. oh on a random note i went for manicure and bought manymany dvds wheeee！brr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah shit my back hurtssssssss. brrrr. tata for The First Day. im too cold t continue. brrrr. wht th heck im shivering and chattering and clothes arent helping. gah.oh btw dreytan I REGRET NOT BRINGING YR WINTER CLOTHING ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my mum is Ace. hahahah she bought me the Dior blusher and a MAC lippie. hehehhe. altho i prefer the Chanel blusher more but aiyah nvm Dior's good too.and since she's willing t pay more then hehe. AND she promised tht we can buy more on th way back whn we're not rushing for th plane in the airport. DUTY FREE WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUZZIEEEE PLEASEEEE COME BACK SOOOON ITS 0044 I WANNA SLEEP .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7815973972427638361?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7815973972427638361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7815973972427638361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7815973972427638361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7815973972427638361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/11/brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6049872153069649702</id><published>2008-11-13T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:34:41.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESSSSSSH A FEW MORE HRS AND THTS IT. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;im gna go audreytan's hse and then town t hv dinner w dear Tinky(roy)!heeeheee.omgg hvnt seen her since.........and hvnt seen roy ever since i chopped off my hair which is like rlyyy long ago. its still damn short cant tie properly. im considering extensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh i think im growing a wisdom tooth!&lt;br /&gt;WAIT, i suddenly realised tht i talked abt lehman brothers in my econs paper like wtf???? how did i turn tht into a gp essay????OH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;oh chuchu chuchu chuchu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on t less depressing stuff, i am gna get myself a Coach wallet before uni(: but first i need t get myself a Job to fund my expenses. shopping tmr w rabbit chng!its gna be my first time taking public transport in 2 months time ltr whn i go town. cus my mum/dad has been chauffeuring me to and fro sch/anywhr else daily o0 seriously ive been living in isolation. other than the occasional checks and msg frm ppl t see if i'd shrivelled up and died of over consumtiopn of notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy promised a japan/US trip if i can get 3H2 A's. &amp;amp; an asia country trip if 2(see the discrimination). anyhow anyhoo, japan/US w dreytan, asia w gy. travelling w frens w/o parents is the best. and my mum finally allowed me t travel w guys!wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you probably wont see posts so frequent alr cus im gna be soooo busy. ciao!for the guys, ENJOY WHTEVER DAYS YOU HV LEFT BEFORE YOU BECOME BOTAK!and get tekan-ed on a daily basis(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6049872153069649702?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6049872153069649702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6049872153069649702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6049872153069649702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6049872153069649702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/11/yessssssh-few-more-hrs-and-thts-it.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-9021393962192861223</id><published>2008-11-12T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:12:55.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>irrelevant issues and nonsensical sht</title><content type='html'>zzzzzz. im feeling so damn bored now. arghhhh. becus A's not exactly over yet chem MCQ 4o marks yknow yknow.......many grades diff yknow yknow.....&lt;br /&gt;1. cannot convince myself t buy a mag.&lt;br /&gt;2. cannot go out shopping without feeling terribly guilty&lt;br /&gt;..tho i DESPERATELY need winter clothings tho. 5more days t 6degree Celsius whoot&lt;br /&gt;3. cannot allow myself t hardcore dramas yet.&lt;br /&gt;4. I JUST HAD A KFC MEAL THT I'D BEEN CRAVING FOR SINCE DNO HOW LONG BUT SOMEHOW IT DIDNT TASTE AS GOOD DONT ASK ME WHY OR HOW A ZINGER CAN TASTE DIFFERENT OR HOW CHEESE FRIES ARENT CHEESY FRIESY OR WHY AM I TYPING IN CAPS WHN IM ACTY QUITE AT PEACE NOW. I DONT KNOW. OH BUT I DO KNW THT IM DAMNDAMN GUILTY AFT CONSUMING THE FAAAAATS.MEHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg tht was alot of verbal garbage.&lt;br /&gt;i neeeeeeed my dramasssss.&lt;br /&gt;oh did i tell you my mum is the best.&lt;br /&gt;th day before my duo chem-econs paper day she asked me&lt;br /&gt;"wanna go shopping w me?"&lt;br /&gt;"er mummy i hv TWO papers in less than 24 hrs time"&lt;br /&gt;"ya so you wanna go w me?"&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i acting as tho A's hv ended??&lt;br /&gt;gah..my backache is haunting me again sobs and my Dearest Aunt Dot. pls come and visit before i leave for China. i do not miss you but i want you here, NOW. thankyou very much. ohman im soososososoos excited i hvnt start packing yet but since im getting one whole suitcase t myself i can just dump eth inside.whhoooooo. shopping on sat. packing on sun. flying on mon. busybusy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. my naturally near perfect teeth. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;2. MY LIPS(:&lt;br /&gt;3. er.. tht i can wear certain clothes w/o looking like a kid? heheh if you get wht i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. legs =(&lt;br /&gt;2. my eyes and eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;3. er acty i like my height. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. lizards.&lt;br /&gt;2. ppl vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;3. ..sudd i think im quite brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. cotton pad&lt;br /&gt;2. sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. smelling nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. nightie&lt;br /&gt;2. clip&lt;br /&gt;3. er. specs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. JAYCHOU.&lt;br /&gt;2. ..&lt;br /&gt;3. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. i&lt;br /&gt;2. have&lt;br /&gt;3. no.idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. character.&lt;br /&gt;2. clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. MUST.SMELL.NICE.HAHAHAH.YES DELICIOUS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping&lt;br /&gt;2. MY DEAR FRENS.&lt;br /&gt;3. alotalotalot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. DRINK COCONUT JUICE!&lt;br /&gt;2. start shopping/spending some money.&lt;br /&gt;3. GO BACK T CHINA and get princess treatment(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;1. banker.&lt;br /&gt;2. lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;3. fulltime Tai Tai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Maldives&lt;br /&gt;2. Paris&lt;br /&gt;3. Aegean Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. slap a guy before splashing my 1967 red wine on him and storming out of the posh restaurant. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;2. travel the world((:&lt;br /&gt;3. settle down and grow roots. hehe kidding! marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. i love all bimbo stuff altho i hate being referred t as an airhead becus i am not one.&lt;br /&gt;2. i can bitch. just tht i hv my "Press Here And Listen T Me Bitch" button hidden well.&lt;br /&gt;3. OMGGGG HE IS SO HOT!!!*drowns in drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE NOT STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. pink is so ew.&lt;br /&gt;2. i am more independent than most ppl i knw?&lt;br /&gt;3. im a tough cookie and im proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE YOU WANT TO DO THIS QUIZ:&lt;br /&gt;1. ichi.&lt;br /&gt;2. ni.&lt;br /&gt;3. san.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sht wah damn long. okay bye. irrelevant issues and nonsensical wordage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-9021393962192861223?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/9021393962192861223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=9021393962192861223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9021393962192861223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9021393962192861223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/11/irrelevant-issues-and-nonsensical-sht.html' title='irrelevant issues and nonsensical sht'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3524122598004250702</id><published>2008-11-01T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:34:12.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE EVE OF-</title><content type='html'>th start of all trauma.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. i need a quick fix. its been so long since ive typed anth (long enough t be) decent my fingers feel weird touching the keyboard. and funny thing is I AM NOT FEELING ANYTHING. meaning, my freak-out-nometer is currently pointing at zero.nada. like helloooo???how can you not be feeling ath whn yr, sad t say, life defining paper starts in less than 24 hrs???? okay peace out. \/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worse thing is i hv a extremely hard working neighbour who didnt watch a min of tv for HALF A YEAR before her A's. beat tht.(yes zf im talking abt you.....) so my mum keeps blatantly dropping hints tht i shd be mugging away instead of staring at the box. but i cannot i cannot emphasise more how i cannot do a zf. i assure you i will implode or spontaneously combust inside. but on the brightside! since she secured er lemme count 1..2..3..4..H2 A's and 1 H1 A's for all her effort can i please get half of hers? prettypretty pleaaaase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll get my butt off th computer chair and glue it t the Study Chair.&lt;br /&gt;12(omgggggg)days more. whoooo! i cant wait and dont kill me cus im acty feeling rly excited. HEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3524122598004250702?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3524122598004250702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3524122598004250702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3524122598004250702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3524122598004250702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/11/eve-of.html' title='THE EVE OF-'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-222840675893118907</id><published>2008-10-09T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:36:26.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of leaving and missing(?)</title><content type='html'>Hm. Its been long since I last blogged here. So ytd was farewell for us. I don’t think th sch meant it t be touching cus if they did..hm they failed rly badly. Anw, thr wasn’t this overwhelming sense of exhilaration I’d expected. Its just normal calm and maybe you can say even a little..lost?gee. took photos blabla. Ate blahblah. Took more pics and mum came t fetch me home. More on farewell whn I get the piccys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blogging now cus im in the school lib waiting for the maths soln t load which is taking forever. HCI paper is zzz. Crap 23 days more t A’s. omgomgomg. So if we extrapolate the prelim results for the A’s results, whoo our no. of 3 H2 A’s will like treble or sth.&lt;br /&gt;/wth. After waiting for so long, download failed. Like argh.argh wth. angry/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is pretty mundane except tht another lizard dropped on me. Yes a pink colour one. Im waiting for a polka dot one t fall on me the nxt time. Repeated the rountine, called my mum(NOONE AT HOME YKNOW) cried. Cried somemore. Call roy. Cont crying. Until my mum came home. BUT, sth different this timr round is aft the fugly thing dropped on my NEW DRESS THT I WAS WEARING FOR THE FIRST TIME, it died. Whoooo!dont ask me why. Is just squirmed abit and died. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ya this encounter can acty make me so !!! tht shows how ……………………..my life is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back t books.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot stand it.&lt;br /&gt;*edit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics ive received thus far. 2 only la. see the efficiency.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257950007277365794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SPf9rH6HqiI/AAAAAAAAAYU/njHY5fkEYEI/s320/farewell2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a mouth full of melted choc explains my constipated look. haha. gosh. im short. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257950012095770498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SPf9rZ26r4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/zARHy8LwwaQ/s320/farewell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aww its the last official day we're gna be in th same sch u aft SIX yrs!thankyou for the many many things. ie helping me tie my tie these 2 yrs teaching me chem/maths...blah.listening t my rantings and being patient w me etc.hahaha XIEXIENI(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on a random note, i think i lost weight. hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-222840675893118907?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/222840675893118907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=222840675893118907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/222840675893118907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/222840675893118907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/10/hm.html' title='Of leaving and missing(?)'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SPf9rH6HqiI/AAAAAAAAAYU/njHY5fkEYEI/s72-c/farewell2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-2044448969796294057</id><published>2008-08-08T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:48:38.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRR ANGSTY ANGSTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt; to speak of. they seem t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; a problem w saying things in a not so direct(hurtful) way. maybe its a good thing, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; sense that ya they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; talk in circles but instead, forthright. but ..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ohwell&lt;/span&gt;. saying things nicely wont kill. maybe because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;anglican&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; school or rather, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cheena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;some'd&lt;/span&gt; put it. true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;anglicans&lt;/span&gt; are more tactful, think how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; usually behave as compared to westerners. if you cant say nice things, then just bloody shut up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;noone&lt;/span&gt; asked for yr opinion. i cannot stand people w no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt;. i cannot cannot cannot believe such people. how are they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;acty&lt;/span&gt; brought up???yes i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hving&lt;/span&gt; a extremely mean moment and i feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; beings w no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt; are really just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;loserish&lt;/span&gt;. like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;becus&lt;/span&gt; i see no pt in offending you i shall smile at you but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;yknw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wht&lt;/span&gt;? you disgusts me. and in case you've not noticed i think i am blessed w quite a fair (if not more than you) amt of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt;. THANK GOD. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hohoho&lt;/span&gt; you can think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; being shameless or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;whtever&lt;/span&gt; but if i were t advertise myself my strongest quality &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; definitely be my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt;. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;hvto&lt;/span&gt; admit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; upon coming into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; sorta not put it into use, i cant even be bothered t socialise. as naive as you may think i am, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;secondary&lt;/span&gt; school friends are sufficient. in fact, i just realised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; they all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; relatively high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;EQs&lt;/span&gt;! no wonder 72 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;mnths&lt;/span&gt; and still counting and i still love them as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may seem like quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;softie&lt;/span&gt; on the outside, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;thr&lt;/span&gt; is a limit t everything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; test mine. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think you'll like it one bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;whn&lt;/span&gt; Little Miss Nice is overpowered by the inner bitch in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IQ will give you the best certs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt; can grant you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; best of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;everthing&lt;/span&gt; else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;thts&lt;/span&gt; not linked t IQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-2044448969796294057?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/2044448969796294057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=2044448969796294057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2044448969796294057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2044448969796294057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/08/grrrr-angsty-angsty.html' title='GRRRR ANGSTY ANGSTY'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1972741129921969824</id><published>2008-07-09T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:40:33.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not really'/><title type='text'>The Last of It</title><content type='html'>Hello there(:&lt;br /&gt;worldofpoppycock is most probably going on a hiatus from now till mid nov, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;for the uninitiated, tht'd be when the A's end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;p.s work hard(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1972741129921969824?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1972741129921969824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1972741129921969824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1972741129921969824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1972741129921969824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-of-it.html' title='The Last of It'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3308210852294502392</id><published>2008-07-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:44:43.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission accomplished'/><title type='text'>image superheavy</title><content type='html'>first up, ROY'S SURPRISE PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;happy 18th bestfren! im hving you know tht yr 2kg choc cake created a S$50 cavity in my wallet not including yr topman shirt. im sucha nice fren right, RIGHT? yknow when i first saw you after fetching qh, i wanted t run over and give you a BIGBEARHUG! but no cannot cus The Girlfriend will hv me killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDil7IdNTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5Fce4uBMZVo/s1600-h/DSC02223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219921109278602546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDil7IdNTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5Fce4uBMZVo/s320/DSC02223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Gang minus rabbit and weitheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDimCfblYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/6TyS_Nk2J64/s1600-h/DSC02224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219921111254013314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDimCfblYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/6TyS_Nk2J64/s320/DSC02224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roy's dog Furry, who's currently furless cus he just went for grooming. quote dreytan: this dog smells very doggy like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiJzwafXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/agLJFv607Bg/s1600-h/DSC02209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920626262375794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiJzwafXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/agLJFv607Bg/s320/DSC02209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bdae boy smashed w cake and you hv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiJzmeiqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/yExjdE-BBSg/s1600-h/DSC02211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920626220698274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiJzmeiqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/yExjdE-BBSg/s320/DSC02211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a very happily smashed w bday cake bdae boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiKAnEvII/AAAAAAAAAXo/XI-IYbtSZic/s1600-h/DSC02221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920629712862338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiKAnEvII/AAAAAAAAAXo/XI-IYbtSZic/s320/DSC02221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yes i know it s V shape. qh dreytan yrs truly xz christen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiKY4IoTI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2AoBZFXfstw/s1600-h/DSC02217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920636226871602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiKY4IoTI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2AoBZFXfstw/s320/DSC02217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we're both cute ppl!hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiKSJKCjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/xbUT323vnk0/s1600-h/DSC02222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920634419218994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDiKSJKCjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/xbUT323vnk0/s320/DSC02222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roy and moo popped in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhn2C4TrI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Z9vGv5MLHKo/s1600-h/DSC02202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920042761146034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhn2C4TrI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Z9vGv5MLHKo/s320/DSC02202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; th larger ah grp minus bdae boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoGDoxaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/90Ad_dxLdkk/s1600-h/DSC02204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920047059289506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoGDoxaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/90Ad_dxLdkk/s320/DSC02204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoI3XyaI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Mt-ZWm_Hu8E/s1600-h/DSC02206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920047813151138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoI3XyaI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Mt-ZWm_Hu8E/s320/DSC02206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoXf1FyI/AAAAAAAAAXI/lVrDrw2wEfk/s1600-h/DSC02207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920051740940066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoXf1FyI/AAAAAAAAAXI/lVrDrw2wEfk/s320/DSC02207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aww The Girlfriend and The Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoommdVI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3DhUR4XUJwk/s1600-h/DSC02208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219920056332744018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhoommdVI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3DhUR4XUJwk/s320/DSC02208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDg_NQB-0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/JNY0VIoNS2w/s1600-h/DSC02192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219919344615684930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDg_NQB-0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/JNY0VIoNS2w/s320/DSC02192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhAEETroI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1LfsW95M1Yw/s1600-h/DSC02193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219919359330463362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhAEETroI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1LfsW95M1Yw/s320/DSC02193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its a Maxim acty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhAeK19OI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ep3vX7pPAmw/s1600-h/DSC02195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219919366337197282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhAeK19OI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ep3vX7pPAmw/s320/DSC02195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Three Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhAiHckMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/unlbDo4FI3s/s1600-h/DSC02197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219919367396692162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhAiHckMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/unlbDo4FI3s/s320/DSC02197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhA967D_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/bPUE8zd12qA/s1600-h/DSC02200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its SO GOOD meeting tht bunch of silly ppl cus it feels really really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, the long over due Bintan photos. Oh crap I realised that they are totally in reverse chronological order. zzz. But ohwell not as tho it matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDb_Yg5R-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/WapUFsuRppg/s1600-h/IMG_1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219913850081069026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDb_Yg5R-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/WapUFsuRppg/s320/IMG_1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thts me acty but they din realise and thot it was a statue. hello, statue in the middle of a beach uhmmmm...?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDb_iJd7rI/AAAAAAAAAVo/DpUdMDIVdjs/s1600-h/IMG_1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219913852667162290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDb_iJd7rI/AAAAAAAAAVo/DpUdMDIVdjs/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at my daddy's packs and muscles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDb_xBMJmI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WbzEHDxLhJY/s1600-h/IMG_1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219913856658974306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDb_xBMJmI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WbzEHDxLhJY/s320/IMG_1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute lil shrimp!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDcAJukUWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hplYu-d85Ms/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219913863291752802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDcAJukUWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hplYu-d85Ms/s320/IMG_1636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDcAcfCG_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/jkKMf0SIBBc/s1600-h/IMG_1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219913868326870002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDcAcfCG_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/jkKMf0SIBBc/s320/IMG_1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy&amp;amp;Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaHCu3dtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dfk2hvCHE4M/s1600-h/IMG_1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219911782649788114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaHCu3dtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dfk2hvCHE4M/s320/IMG_1593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice view right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaHbbk1QI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ZDeEkBCZ1Qs/s1600-h/IMG_1595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219911789279761666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaHbbk1QI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ZDeEkBCZ1Qs/s320/IMG_1595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaHgt3mPI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TNdsbeFU1c8/s1600-h/IMG_1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219911790698666226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaHgt3mPI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TNdsbeFU1c8/s320/IMG_1598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute lil things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaH0G8orI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CL3cJkV4jG0/s1600-h/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219911795904127666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaH0G8orI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CL3cJkV4jG0/s320/IMG_1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDaH_C07_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/JlA9ejYfNNM/s1600-h/IMG_1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its a lil small, but tht kiddo really has got alot of poses of all sorts, hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZTf2RF7I/AAAAAAAAATw/uFToXKsKKMY/s1600-h/IMG_1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219910897112258482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZTf2RF7I/AAAAAAAAATw/uFToXKsKKMY/s200/IMG_1576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZTpyWwCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/q6BkPFLnjak/s1600-h/IMG_1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219910899780206626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZTpyWwCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/q6BkPFLnjak/s200/IMG_1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZUf0VfZI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FEDHl4kUie8/s1600-h/IMG_1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZUpqcnXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Vn3A9GgR3Hg/s1600-h/IMG_1587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219910916926905714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZUpqcnXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Vn3A9GgR3Hg/s200/IMG_1587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Parents and the breakfast we made for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZUj3_pNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/20NVnR0LSkw/s1600-h/IMG_1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219910915373114578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDZUj3_pNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/20NVnR0LSkw/s200/IMG_1591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the result of forgeting t bring sunblock cum all the sun sand and sea exposure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYQj20Q9I/AAAAAAAAATI/uFpsMle7PWI/s1600-h/DSC04700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909747137070034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYQj20Q9I/AAAAAAAAATI/uFpsMle7PWI/s200/DSC04700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYQzfrqKI/AAAAAAAAATQ/AHHNXEk8KxE/s1600-h/DSC04703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909751335004322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYQzfrqKI/AAAAAAAAATQ/AHHNXEk8KxE/s200/DSC04703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYQ4l4juI/AAAAAAAAATY/-1BHWH3L3VU/s1600-h/DSC04709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909752703192802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYQ4l4juI/AAAAAAAAATY/-1BHWH3L3VU/s200/DSC04709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; their low tide abit exaggerated huh. thts wff btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYRFesHnI/AAAAAAAAATg/h5nryfcLhQw/s1600-h/DSC04714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909756162678386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYRFesHnI/AAAAAAAAATg/h5nryfcLhQw/s200/DSC04714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYRKLZDYI/AAAAAAAAATo/LkuP99DMTTo/s1600-h/IMG_1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909757423914370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDYRKLZDYI/AAAAAAAAATo/LkuP99DMTTo/s200/IMG_1574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXsq4_3WI/AAAAAAAAASg/RiLfEnABlD4/s1600-h/DSC04672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909130549976418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXsq4_3WI/AAAAAAAAASg/RiLfEnABlD4/s200/DSC04672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXsyyCTEI/AAAAAAAAASo/3jAZOidi0r4/s1600-h/DSC04673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909132668259394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXsyyCTEI/AAAAAAAAASo/3jAZOidi0r4/s200/DSC04673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXtK4eN-I/AAAAAAAAASw/swC7IHhPGKQ/s1600-h/DSC04674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909139137705954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXtK4eN-I/AAAAAAAAASw/swC7IHhPGKQ/s200/DSC04674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so kewl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXtRrV9gI/AAAAAAAAAS4/MTRHxe6o29U/s1600-h/DSC04686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909140961687042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXtRrV9gI/AAAAAAAAAS4/MTRHxe6o29U/s200/DSC04686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXtaJ-09I/AAAAAAAAATA/a0sWuJfh-fs/s1600-h/DSC04695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219909143237678034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDXtaJ-09I/AAAAAAAAATA/a0sWuJfh-fs/s200/DSC04695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the ferry on th way thr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW8l1XJDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NZ-jy0K4Qo8/s1600-h/DSC04618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219908304558826546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW8l1XJDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NZ-jy0K4Qo8/s320/DSC04618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW8-IEjUI/AAAAAAAAASA/gZfWNpMEKM8/s1600-h/DSC04619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219908311079750978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW8-IEjUI/AAAAAAAAASA/gZfWNpMEKM8/s320/DSC04619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW9NWV0tI/AAAAAAAAASI/LkeTimPHeWk/s1600-h/DSC04620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219908315166134994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW9NWV0tI/AAAAAAAAASI/LkeTimPHeWk/s320/DSC04620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our first buggy ride and our cute buggyman, Deny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW9emuEvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/h-xpXg4xw1M/s1600-h/DSC04646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219908319798235890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW9emuEvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/h-xpXg4xw1M/s320/DSC04646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW9TvL7iI/AAAAAAAAASY/MP5r45lfV_4/s1600-h/DSC04663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219908316880956962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDW9TvL7iI/AAAAAAAAASY/MP5r45lfV_4/s320/DSC04663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDhA967D_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/bPUE8zd12qA/s1600-h/DSC02200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3308210852294502392?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3308210852294502392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3308210852294502392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3308210852294502392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3308210852294502392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/07/image-superheavy.html' title='image superheavy'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SHDil7IdNTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5Fce4uBMZVo/s72-c/DSC02223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4969508927051813782</id><published>2008-07-03T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:45:37.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='are you true?'/><title type='text'>maybe im a facade too</title><content type='html'>ohman i did so badly for math, which i thot wld be okay but still. argh. im so mad at myself. i know i shd do btr, i &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; do btr so why am i scoring sht. and chem wld be out of th qns. okay i'll try t not brood over it.&lt;br /&gt;move on hit th books and mug like thrs no tmr chuchu. 8 more weeks t prelim, stop thinking tht blocks are over and you can play. it shd be a wake up call, you cannot afford t flunk A's can you? yr parents money dont grow on trees and they are not th sort who'd send you overseas just t buy you a degree are they?&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;im gonna lapse into my pre-exam jitters someone's so familiar w all over again. pls be patient w me whn i feel utterly hopelessly stressed alright.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;God pls carry me through this and give me the strength t persevere on. i cant make it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40%;"&gt;thts why im feeling so crappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4969508927051813782?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4969508927051813782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4969508927051813782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4969508927051813782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4969508927051813782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/07/ohman-i-did-so-badly-for-math-which-i.html' title='maybe im a facade too'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-9060053841930605838</id><published>2008-06-30T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:25:57.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Chosen</title><content type='html'>Name 20 people randomly. At the end of the survey, choose 5 people to do the survey. Don't read the questions, but name the 20 people first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 20 People:&lt;br /&gt;1.ouyang chuchu HAHAHA I SHALL NAME MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;2.rabbit&lt;br /&gt;3.dreyy&lt;br /&gt;4.moo&lt;br /&gt;5.ff&lt;br /&gt;6.zf&lt;br /&gt;7.roy&lt;br /&gt;8.qh&lt;br /&gt;9.christen&lt;br /&gt;10.xian zheng&lt;br /&gt;11.weitheng&lt;br /&gt;12.yunguan&lt;br /&gt;13.jieded&lt;br /&gt;14.gerry&lt;br /&gt;15.gy&lt;br /&gt;16.xin&lt;br /&gt;17.birdy&lt;br /&gt;18.chaanxi&lt;br /&gt;19.ali&lt;br /&gt;20.yongheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet number 18? chaanxi: inschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What will you do if you have not met number 17? birdy: i wld be more sane=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What if number 9 and 20 dated? christen and yh: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What if number 5 and 10 dated? ff and xz: OOOOOH MIGHT WORK OUT! HOW'S IT XZ?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe number 1. chu: WHOOOPS its myself. heh. she's indescribable yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think number 8 is attractive? qh: OKAY I DNO HOWTO ANS THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe number 7. ROY!: BESTIE WHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know any family members of number 12? yunguan: ehhh not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What language does number 15 speak? gy: chinese and eng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o. Who is number 9 hanging out with?christen: uhh.. his maldivian fren????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How old is number 16? xin: WE'RE BORN ON THE SAME DAY 12 HRS APART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When was the last time you spoke to number 13? jieded: a few days back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who's number 2 favourite singer/band? rabbit: erm. is it still Linkin Park?(&lt;-- thts moo's ans acty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever dated number 4 ? MOO!: HAHAHA SHALL WE DATE MOO?YES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you ever date with number 19? ali: iloveyouuu ali but im straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is number 3 single? dreyy: YUP IM CERTAIN.tho many ppl are queueing t jio you rite lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is number 10's last name? xiang zheng: ah HENG AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever be in a relationship with number 11? weitheng: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA we're friends yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is the school of number 13? jieded: veeejay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2o. Where does number 6 stay? zf: four floors up(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is your favourite thing about number 5? ff!: everything and anything we're childhood playmates pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever seen number 14 naked? gerry: ACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-9060053841930605838?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/9060053841930605838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=9060053841930605838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9060053841930605838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9060053841930605838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-was-chosen.html' title='I Was Chosen'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-819271653433563525</id><published>2008-06-30T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:57:16.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello my dear readers(:&lt;br /&gt;chuchu is finally back t her usual self after days of crying over chem and math.thankyou roylim for just listening t me cry.man i feel sooo drained. and this is only(alright only becus its over)blocks 2!imagine wht if its A's? am i going t cry everyday? no chuchu you gotta stay strong. so anyway i know i said photos of bintan wld be up soon but heh....will do so whn i connect my phone. i managed t swallow a major bitch fit a few days back. it feels like mini explosions occurring inside. as t the cause of it, i shall not talk abt it lest the angsty side of me takes over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today marks th end of blocks for me!t the rest who are still in the midst of it HAAANG IN THR! fri w vj gang and sat w The Gang!cant wait cant wait!! acty apart from xz ive seen the rest pretty recent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;today i conquered the food quest! aww man its really tiring. i think i walked for like a total of 1 hr to and fro?? unlike shopping thrs a OOOH and a AHHH now and then but east coast??!?! even the coconut trees look like replicas of each other pls! and we waited at the bus stop for 20 mins before realising tht th busstop has got no bus service on weekdays! we're such smart ppl. no wonder a couple of taxis slowed down near us and i kinda got the are-you-sure-you-wanna-wait-here-for-the-BUS(????) vibe. ohwell good food and company makes up for the inaccessibility and whtnots eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shagged.&lt;br /&gt;why is the show loading at such tortoise speed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:(&lt;br /&gt;am contemplating if i shd take SATs again. not tht im unhappy w my score. infact given the amt of time i put in i think i got more than wht i bargained for, a 79 percentile overall. omg i cant believe im so clever HAHAHAHA. but then!ivy league schools such as Princeton and Stanford are still waaaay outta my league. mehh!&lt;br /&gt;rather meaningless but i shd hv gone arts fac. i'd take econs maths and history maybe even lit??? i used t be an A chem student, WHAAAT HAPPENED CHUCHU??? tht was exactly th qns i asked myself over and over again whn i felt so crushed ytd.&lt;br /&gt;okay whtever toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-819271653433563525?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/819271653433563525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=819271653433563525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/819271653433563525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/819271653433563525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-my-dear-readers-chuchu-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3899660494066327222</id><published>2008-06-28T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T03:44:18.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iknowyouhatemefortypinglikethis HAHA'/><title type='text'>S Club 7's Have You Ever</title><content type='html'>nishicishengzuimeidefengjing(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3899660494066327222?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3899660494066327222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3899660494066327222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3899660494066327222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3899660494066327222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/go-listen-t-s-club-7s-have-you-ever.html' title='S Club 7&apos;s Have You Ever'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6806749612406234064</id><published>2008-06-27T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T05:11:27.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ivegotendlessthingsttellyou.&lt;br /&gt;butthetimingsallwrong.allwrong.&lt;br /&gt;chuchu,prioritize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6806749612406234064?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6806749612406234064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6806749612406234064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6806749612406234064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6806749612406234064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/ivegotendlessthingsttellyou.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-9124230591149971551</id><published>2008-06-25T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:21:51.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Badly Is She Going To Die</title><content type='html'>VERY VERY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;i officially screwed the entire chem paper 3. gone poof. to redeem myself, i estimate tht i need aproxy 90 out of 80 for paper 1&amp;amp;2? hohoho ho. urgh i hv no face t see mdm lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEPEE OH GP! who do i hv to blame other than myself for complete complacency? so much for the prev 75 percentile, i think i can aim for a 25 percentile this time. hello, i finished my essay in &lt;1 hr?? keeping in mind tht i didnt even rush abit, i just sat, think abit, write abit tht kinda thing. and compre was shit. which explains why i wrote an angst driven AQ, stand being: NO. SINGAPOREANS SHD NOT CHANGE THEIR LIFESTYLES TO IMPROVE RISING CLIMATE BECAUSE:&lt;br /&gt;1) it wld kill our economy if we remove GSS, go into a green frenzy and start promoting GO GREEN STOP SPENDING! consumption drops, investment drops, AE DROPS AND VIA INVERSE MULTIPLIER EFFECT, NY DROPS! WHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;2) isnt it pretty obvious why USA and Aust(i think) refuse t sign the Kyoto Protocol, when they are the ones who emit most carbon gases? ECONOMIC ISSUES !&lt;br /&gt;3) with a measly popultaion of 4 million, if we wanna really change our lifestyles and actually impact the world, hohoho, we can try going back t kampong lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any environmentalist who happens t chance upon this wld very likely be tempted t blow me up into many many small pieces. tht remind me of chem paper 3, first qns being CATALYTIC CRACKING. i mean who studies alkanes la?? its so bloody easy..............and i acty forgot. i blanked out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, ECONS.&lt;br /&gt;hmm i found it okay at first then after the paper the risk of attempting two 25 marks essay out of 3 suddenly dawned on me. plus i totally forgot t mention the downside of free trade. SIAN! and the worst thing was tht right after paper as i was walking down the stairs everything flooded back like waves of tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i napped for 3 hrs today. bathed, came out smelling nice. and it rained. no papers tmr. WHAT A HAPPY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS FAITHFUL! before i went in for math paper i prayed and i told him i need a miracle and guess wht! the paper was do-able! whoooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-9124230591149971551?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/9124230591149971551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=9124230591149971551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9124230591149971551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9124230591149971551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-badly-is-she-going-to-die.html' title='How Badly Is She Going To Die'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7213091411949211063</id><published>2008-06-20T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T08:08:20.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>replies!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audreytan: IM BACK MUAHAHAHA! I BET YOU MISSED ME RIGHT! MAKE ME SNEEZE SO MUCH OVER THR! HAHAHA, EH ACTY NO LA, I THINK ITS THE WEATHER. LOVEYOUUUU BABE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chans: HI CHAAANSEEEY! YES I WANNA SEE YOU BUT NO I DONT WANNA SEE BT2. WHY CANT YOU 2 BE MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE??:( OH WHT HAPPENED T YR TRADEMARK ! AFTER CHANS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PolarBear!: EH! WHT ARE YOU TYRING T SAY ABT MY MATH?? THE THIRD REASON IS FOR ME T KNOW AND YOU T NOT KNOW=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRD: YAY WE BOTH LOVE CAPS! HAHAHAH OKAY WHN I SEE YOU AND HUG YOU YOU BTR NOT RUN AWAY AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RABBIT: YOU LOVE CAPS TOO! LEFT LEFT LEFT=P IM BURNT RABBIT!!!! NOW I LIVE UP T THE NAME "HOT"DOG, LITERALLY=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE. taa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, coming soon, manymany pics!&lt;br /&gt;now showing: vectors.....................................................rahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;CHUCHU IS ..&lt;br /&gt;CHAO TA.blaaahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7213091411949211063?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7213091411949211063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7213091411949211063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7213091411949211063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7213091411949211063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/replies-audreytan-im-back-muahahaha-i.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4484784045822563292</id><published>2008-06-16T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:23:34.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doesnt shine through the gloom -then wht am i to do?'/><title type='text'>even whn the pocketful of sunshine-</title><content type='html'>sometimes you just feel as tho the world is crashing on you. everyone knows how it feels like t be buried under piles of unfinished notes, to go t bed thinking sht another day gone, everyone's busy too, im not the only one who's facing blocks and in 5 months, A's. so why shd anyone stop and listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im just tired, and i need a miracle hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4484784045822563292?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4484784045822563292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4484784045822563292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4484784045822563292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4484784045822563292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/even-whn-pocketful-of-sunshine.html' title='even whn the pocketful of sunshine-'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3532876380187124172</id><published>2008-06-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:54:49.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and cranky issues from the Present'/><title type='text'>of sweet things from the Past</title><content type='html'>was cleaning up my room ytd and i came across some xmas cards and notes/little pieces of paper passed ard in class or sth. one of them is this card like thingy tht drey made during sec 4 vday which she got ppl t write stuff in, some of the things ppl wrote are really ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. from xz, i think. (verbatim)&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Linda, aka poodle/hotdog/blah blah..lolx. Anyways, i lyk the fact that u r jumpy and cheerful. And do you have skin allergy? ur face is seriously red red when you laugh?! Byez!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xz you rmb??&lt;br /&gt;hahahah very funny, a vday msg, and thrs no single mention of happy vday whtsoever, so smart ah you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very tempted t put up our old class pics. but whn i told bestfren, his rxn is stronger than caescium dropped into water.&lt;br /&gt;"i swear i'd severe all ties w you if you do tht"..................................................blaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;get over it dooooood, move on! besides, you &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; pretty cuuuuuute *gooogooogaagaa* no?(: lunched over at ff's ytd. i can call tht my second home alr. whn ff disappears randomly, her mum wld just assume she's over at my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bintan sooooon!! thr are so many reasons i wld love t go, but three reasons thts deterring me. first being blocks. i hv 2days t get out of post bintan mood AND retain every ounce of info ive learned?? if only i can like save everything in a thumbdrive first then whn i come back and plug it into my brain=/&lt;br /&gt;second being, I DONT WANNA BECOME TANNED. ive nvr been tan in my whole life so far la. okay other than the swimming days whn ppl asked if i cld speak chinese(-.-)&lt;br /&gt;sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#$*#%^(#%!$%@!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3532876380187124172?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3532876380187124172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3532876380187124172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3532876380187124172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3532876380187124172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-sweet-things-from-past.html' title='of sweet things from the Past'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-5779386084749804994</id><published>2008-06-12T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T07:25:45.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM STRESSED!.&lt;br /&gt;i hv sooooo much left t cover in this one week plus and im not productive. plus i'll be gg off t bintan soon and will only be back like 2days before blocks?? i'll forget everthing can. HOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr. stupid blocks.&lt;br /&gt;sos for electro chem, it doesnt like me&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed t mail fang some compre thing deadline in less than 2hrs and i realised my gp file is in school. and i dont even know which jc's paper im supp t do. wow chuchu. &lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5779386084749804994?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5779386084749804994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5779386084749804994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5779386084749804994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5779386084749804994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7200062250461293330</id><published>2008-06-11T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T04:43:39.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt; saw ff and i heading t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; and helping t boost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;singapore's&lt;/span&gt; economy through increasing C, which being a component of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AE&lt;/span&gt; would increase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AE&lt;/span&gt; and in turn, with multiplier effect increase..okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; stop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anw&lt;/span&gt;, she looks totally like a pampered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;missy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2Mgo8bwI/AAAAAAAAARY/4OB0DNaKZsE/s1600-h/DSC04504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210583619927305986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2Mgo8bwI/AAAAAAAAARY/4OB0DNaKZsE/s320/DSC04504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; find her dress familiar?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;heee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2NHdrOZI/AAAAAAAAARg/nZ4LFXqnZ9Y/s1600-h/DSC04506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210583630349023634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2NHdrOZI/AAAAAAAAARg/nZ4LFXqnZ9Y/s320/DSC04506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this effect. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2OBayLxI/AAAAAAAAARw/_XFdh9v0Szw/s1600-h/DSC04509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210583645906153234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2OBayLxI/AAAAAAAAARw/_XFdh9v0Szw/s320/DSC04509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is just t show how coincidentally every bag seemed t be red/pink. from her dress t her bag and my top which is white w red stripes in case you cant tell. AND THE BACKGROUND TOO!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210583634874997538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2NYUwGyI/AAAAAAAAARo/SP-CiWC2ixs/s320/DSC04508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;wow even my heels are blood red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ff "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lao&lt;/span&gt;! when i wear tee shirt and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;fbts&lt;/span&gt; no one cares &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;whn&lt;/span&gt; i drop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt;. then just now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;becus&lt;/span&gt; i was in heels and dress someone picked up my coin for me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;qh&lt;/span&gt;" do you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt; can mean kiss in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;jap&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;super random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; but yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;thts&lt;/span&gt; why you'll always see my name in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;neoprint&lt;/span&gt; machines. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;nxt&lt;/span&gt; time ah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; anyhow anyhow call my name ah.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; KIDDING. currently, my (bank, ahem)balance is in a very unhealthy state=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; "Royal Jade Snow" (which basically is green tea) ice cream just now!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt; i think its nice just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; not any tom dick or harry can appreciate lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. but at the end of it, i cant feel my fingers anymore so freaking numb. holidays are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; fattening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7200062250461293330?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7200062250461293330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7200062250461293330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7200062250461293330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7200062250461293330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/mon-saw-ff-and-i-heading-t-vivo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SE-2Mgo8bwI/AAAAAAAAARY/4OB0DNaKZsE/s72-c/DSC04504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6329995064788145498</id><published>2008-06-08T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:34:25.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hur hur hur her'/><title type='text'>hee hee hee he</title><content type='html'>im feeling a plethora of things now, then again , maybe im not feeling any.&lt;br /&gt;you think?&lt;br /&gt;still, its really comforting t know that ive got such great friends(:&lt;br /&gt;actually, im really not feeling anything.&lt;br /&gt;so quiet, too quiet tht its a little stifling.&lt;br /&gt;sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lips like t bleed. its peeling/cracking baad again. OH WHT DO I LACK OF?&lt;br /&gt;sat ytd was...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...freezing. eng was tough. maths was.., haha easy peasy. but the whole process was just plain tedious. wff alomost spilled th beans infront of mummy ytd whn she slept over. oh and shrimp went over her place t sleep. hahah like exchange daughters can. im trying t coax mummy t sponsor my shopping trip tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6329995064788145498?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6329995064788145498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6329995064788145498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6329995064788145498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6329995064788145498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday-saw-wff-sleeping-over-my.html' title='hee hee hee he'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-5726176341882655580</id><published>2008-06-04T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:06:36.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the last thing i want t be seen as is a brainless bimbo or a pushover'/><title type='text'>A Growling Stomach cum A Lizard's Creaking Makes A..</title><content type='html'>Superbly Irritated ChuChu.&lt;br /&gt;This may be an offensive post t some, you are warned but read ahead anyway. Okay so, I haven’t had coffee at night for quite some time thus whn I downed one cup of Arabica beans with sugar and coffee mate in liquid form, I happily found myself tossing and turning at 3 am. IT WAS HORRIBLE. i did everything i could think of i.e. situp crunches yadayada so as t tire myself, count sheep till 368 before i gave up, roll ard my bed, sit and stone, decide wht i will pack to go bintan and i was still wide awake!!!!!! THEN the most pissifying thing was when i finally felt lalaland beckoning t me, sth went "tsk tsk tsk -ing"&lt;br /&gt;its.tht.damn.lizard.which.was.staying.in.the.aircon.tubing.&lt;br /&gt;thing.in.my.room.since.time.immemorial.&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;like wht the faaaark?? then i cldnt sleep again cus i was feeling very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up groggy w a throbbing headache and a growling stomach. and since thr wasnt any bread left for me, i ate nutella on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i was awake w nth btr t do, my mind started t wander and i stopped at the issue of :&lt;br /&gt;"why guys have sth against tagging"&lt;br /&gt;i cannot fathom the reasoning behind tht. does leaving a tag decrease one's testosterone level?&lt;br /&gt;NO! dont be dumb. yh tags and tht doesnt make him any less guy (im sorry yh i had t use you as an example!!!) and thrfore the only plausible explanation i cld come up w was ego. which, still hardly made any sense. well for me thrs only 2 reasons why i wldnt wann aleave a tag,&lt;br /&gt;1: simply becus either im not supp t be at tht blog or i dont want tht person t know im thr and,&lt;br /&gt;2: the blog is sahara desert or plain jane like and therefore you have nothing at all t comment about my entries. well then, if my blog is so damn dry and my life is too boring for you, oh you happening person, maybe you shdnt be here! grrr i hate mcps/egomaniacs. they shd just be drugged and hv their testosterone all changed t oestrogen and squeak in high pitched girly tones. MUAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine inviting guests over and all they do is try making themselves invisible, then whts the point right? a simple "tag" shows tht okay even if my entries are really slp inducing, someone bothers t leave a tag, someone makes an effort! plus, i blog often so th excuse of oh i thot your blog is dead and hvnt been going is INVALID. since i can (in blogger terms) invite readers, i can also, un-invite, no? or maybe i shd just go back t lj for good whr only the closest closest people hv access to. yes im aware i said i'd only mail out invitations t taggers before i locked this up so if you're one of those who did not tag, did not ask me for it and yet is reading this, its only because i think its weird t have yr entire clique reading this and youre out. okaaay system cleared but i am still piqued&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DO YOU ALL KNOW THT DORAEMON USED TO HAVE EARS UNTIL THEY GOT BITTEN OFF BY MOUSE?? OMG SO FUNNY RIGHT! hahahaha so thts why its so super scared of mice now, but if you hvnt realised, its a cat! yeah anyway my sis got this whole collection of doraemon comics which im currently hooked onto. its so funny i will just burst out laughing randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following moo's law of dimishing returns i came up w mine too!&lt;br /&gt;asumming tht chuchu is a rational student who's main objective is to cover as many topics as possible before BT2s and tht topics covered are goods consumed out of habit(dont ask why), it follows an demand inelastic curve. hence w a decrease in playtime, there wld be a less than proportionate increase in no. of topics covered. following econs theory, with the knowledge of elasticity, chuchu wld be able t max the no. of topics covered. as it is demand inelastic, she shd not decrease playtime but instead increase so as t increase total no. of topics covered. yeah and if chuchuwere really t follow that she'd pass BT2 with YOU.YOU.YOU. YOU. evaluation being time lags and inaccurate info. topics covered maught not be agood consumed out of habit afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going out shopping and movieing nxt week wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;apparently blogging has a therapeutic effect on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5726176341882655580?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5726176341882655580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5726176341882655580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5726176341882655580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5726176341882655580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/growling-stomach-cum-lizards-creaking.html' title='A Growling Stomach cum A Lizard&apos;s Creaking Makes A..'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6395723528037732298</id><published>2008-06-01T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:20:24.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU&apos;RE NOT MATURE ENOUGH.'/><title type='text'>PAP  alleges-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i need t put myself in a btr mood i.e. dress up and hv some retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. my mum is gg t watch SATC ltr w her friends. and i, the one who genuinely wants to watch it, am barred from doing so becus the government deemed me 3 months away from maturity. wht the sht. do they think tht after a rational 17 yr old watched a M18 film he/she will rush into gang fights or end up pregnant/impregnating someone?? NO!!! i think tht triggered off another bout of angst attack. but i will resist, desist and go struggle and cry over some useless maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh speaking of which, i dont know why i suck at maths you know. my tchers are, okaaay. the notes are understandable and my studying environment is really conducive ask me t thoroughly go through a mths chapt and whoooo! a day is gone! WHY! i have NO BRAIN! or maybe the maths component is just not functioning! or at least, it is tending towards malfunctioning. same goes for ionic equi and electro chem t some extent. i shd just go for brain transplant right? i would love to drop everything right now and go out shopping or something and taking advantage of the freaking GSS but NOOOOO i must study. i drool and swoon over all those tempting discounts sales brochures and BAM! im still stuck w my Mt Everest pile of notes. it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;GSS for goodness sake! my mum did not cast an spell on me chaining me t the table but tht kinda Shit-I-Ought-To-Be-Drowning-In-Tutorials-Not-Oohing-At-This-Top guilt attack kicks in SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy just asked if i wanna go watch narnia and offered t pay.&lt;br /&gt;she:satc. me: narnia. only comforting thought is that she suggested changi v ayam penyet for dinner so yay.AT LONG LAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me while i go and mourn over the death of Maths Component.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6395723528037732298?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6395723528037732298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6395723528037732298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6395723528037732298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6395723528037732298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/06/pap-says.html' title='PAP  alleges-'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-8324654818719188530</id><published>2008-05-30T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:07:54.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEAlEt_E-qI/AAAAAAAAARE/PvO9QAYtIAo/s1600-h/DSC03618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206201932234160802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEAlEt_E-qI/AAAAAAAAARE/PvO9QAYtIAo/s320/DSC03618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;super lag but still, t'was th night of band concert(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn, me, chaans(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-8324654818719188530?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/8324654818719188530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=8324654818719188530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8324654818719188530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8324654818719188530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/05/super-lag-but-still-twas-th-night-of.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEAlEt_E-qI/AAAAAAAAARE/PvO9QAYtIAo/s72-c/DSC03618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6787409403319482011</id><published>2008-05-29T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:09:16.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>you know what a no lifer does?</title><content type='html'>i know most of th time i choose not t go out cus once i go out i'd be tempted by so many things and hours or even days after i'd still be distracted and hence i hole myself up. time now:2346 im just gonna do my gp stuff a while more and if roy doesnt call by 1230, im gg t bed. yeah assuming he'd call after talking t mt. you see whr his priorities lie, but then again, its like a DUH right? i wld expect nth less frm my whoever nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDREYTAN I KNOW WHT I WANT FOR MY BDAE ALR!!!!!teeheeee&lt;br /&gt;omgosh. chuchu is morphing into this "teehee" "muahahaha" "heh" monster. quote ff" OMG you're so girly now(implication being i was previously very un-ladylike la)" truetrue, 5 months ago my wardrobe was deprived of any dresses and now i have one, two, three, four, five! not many but still, you see the contrast. OHOH and ali and qian both commented tht th way i eat is very demure.(CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?? DREYTANRABBITMOOOMOO??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2 gp paragraphs later*&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after one episode of show later*&lt;br /&gt;teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see my efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;time check:1253&lt;br /&gt;ROYLIMYUCHENG nvm i shall wait for my show t load(:&lt;br /&gt;i bet he fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;tooodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6787409403319482011?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6787409403319482011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6787409403319482011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6787409403319482011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6787409403319482011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-what-no-lifer-does.html' title='you know what a no lifer does?'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6357090825775813796</id><published>2008-05-28T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:39:04.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is pure shit now. and it seems t be stagnated at this shitty phase.&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i got alot t rant abt but decided tht i have alot of blessings t be thankful for too so  i shall not waste my time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeeeeeelp.&lt;br /&gt;tmd. i dont waaaannnaaaa stuuuudyyyy . urgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after a while*&lt;br /&gt;jieded cheered me up(: jieded cleared me up(: jieded listened to my rantings(: i think she screwed me up thr too. teeheehee. imissmyjieded. oooh jieded said " my dear". super long nvr hear tht alr. i wanna zoom back 2 yrs and sit nxt t my artsy fartsy jieded! =( I WANNA REMINISCE MY AHS 4H DAYS and see my fav ppl everyday. ie. ask roy/xz t get food up frm canteen. listen t wt and christen crap behind me and go home w moo drey and sometimes rabbit everyday! OHOH the toilet trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after a while more*&lt;br /&gt;it just dawned on me tht...&lt;br /&gt;SEXANDTHECITY IS FREAKING M18. *wails*and im like just 4 months away from blowing my 18th bdae cake. candles i mean, ive nvr really blown a cake before. hmm. quote someone" well DUH! thrs a SEX in it" okayyyy if you say so. alrite jieded went off alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is such a meaningless post.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6357090825775813796?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6357090825775813796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6357090825775813796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6357090825775813796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6357090825775813796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-pure-shit-now.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6688882942574079788</id><published>2008-05-25T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T06:14:54.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;numbers nvr meant anything to me. be it money, dates or whtsoever. so wht if its $1000 or $1001? the difference between digits is just a dollar(s). but you see the death toll climbing, slowing but steadily with no hint of stopping. behind every number, a live is lost, a family is broken a tragic story remained untold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204299369096215186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlis9_E-pI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XIODT53zu10/s320/u%3D99217154,2707441298%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;一瞬间，这对双胞胎走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlgZd_E-lI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rHMD_HMGZME/s1600-h/u%3D543730387,971537414%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204296835065510482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlgZd_E-lI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rHMD_HMGZME/s320/u%3D543730387,971537414%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 他要送妻子最后一趟，上天堂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlgZt_E-mI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wRpo88E4J38/s1600-h/u%3D2053139165,4275237153%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204296839360477794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlgZt_E-mI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wRpo88E4J38/s320/u%3D2053139165,4275237153%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 这些书包永远都不会有人来认领了。。&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204296835065510466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlgZd_E-kI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ce0uH6c2pGw/s320/u%3D105329399,3741942430%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;他们的孩子是否也回不来了？。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlgZt_E-nI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RpAFKG4cOQk/s1600-h/u%3D2776779188,834318190%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204296839360477810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlgZt_E-nI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RpAFKG4cOQk/s320/u%3D2776779188,834318190%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 在地震灾区北川，抢救人员在废墟堆里发现一名已被房屋压死的女子，透过废墟的空隙中，女子不仅跪地拱背，双手扶地支撑身体，用肉身保住3个月大的小女婴，甚至在剩下最后一口气时，留下了简讯，告诉宝宝妈妈真的好爱她。 小女婴的旁边，救难人员发现一支手机，荧幕上写着“亲爱的宝贝，如果你能活，一定要记住我爱你”。 那个宝宝就是图片中的女婴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个心理医生给每个小孩分了一张纸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他说：你们每失去一样东西就撕一个缺口。一个小女孩撕了三个缺口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生问：你失去了什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小女孩说：我的学校倒了，父母死了，家没有了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6688882942574079788?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6688882942574079788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6688882942574079788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6688882942574079788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6688882942574079788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/05/numbers-nvr-meant-anything-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SDlis9_E-pI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XIODT53zu10/s72-c/u%3D99217154,2707441298%26fm%3D2%26gp%3D15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1988409129980686213</id><published>2008-05-14T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:21:11.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amen'/><title type='text'>Dear God,</title><content type='html'>i cried as i watched th reports on the earthquake. how the little girl, who is now an orphan because the quake killed both her parents, cried, silently stifling her sobs as China's president(wen jia bao) told her that th govt will take care of her. it was so heart wrenching. you see mothers crying in th rain asking whether their child is still alive amidst th collapsed buildings and hearing "他是我们唯一的孩子，没有了他我们活着还有什么意思" you feel their pain. you see pictures of how schools now hv became th grave of so many little kids with caption as" 花朵般的孩子永远地睡着了" &amp;amp;you see reports whrby Mr wjb slipped and fell, suffered a rather deep cut but pushed medics away as he walked t whr 50 bodies lay, thr wordlessly, he bowed thrice t them, tearing. the kind of (i dno wht t call it) he displayed as he shouted into the phone: 我不管你们怎么样，我只要这10万群众脱险, 这是命令! before he slammed th phone. how he surveyed the debris of a school building knowing that thr are many still trapped under and shouted , voice trembling "孩子们我是温家宝爷爷，你们要挺住啊！你们一定会的救的!"so many new orphans, so many parents who lost their only child. imagine tht kinda pain when one day you lose your entire family and might not even find their body which probably is buried deep under blocks of cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, Lord i pray tht You will heal these people. You will work miracles and enable t whole saving operation t go smoothly. the snowfall, olympics boycotts, recent train collision and now the earthquake, most serious ever in 30 yrs. enough calamities befalled on China this year and its only may. 30 yrs ago, an earthquake w the same magnitude occurred in China claiming 250 000 people's lives. please dont let history repeat itself. th strength of this quake is equivalent t 240 atomic bombs tht america dropped on japan. its tht scary. Lord, i trust in You with all my heart. please answer my prayers and stop th hurt. i think th quake needs much more prayers than any of sa's match for whatever sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog shall remain silent for one week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1988409129980686213?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1988409129980686213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1988409129980686213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1988409129980686213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1988409129980686213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-god.html' title='Dear God,'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4992536646194410538</id><published>2008-05-13T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T06:29:49.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a rare you've gotta treasure it post</title><content type='html'>yes im in a state of mind to blog without freaking out everyone. so cheers to that. No angst choked post today! The angsty-I-Hate-The-World chuchu seems to only surface only whn im left alone. Goodness, whaaat is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side tracking, I have a really strong for thick chocolate coated cream cheesecake now. Yes yh, FAAAATS. On th way home I was saying how im gonna go jogging after dinner, but what am I doing now? Blogging about sugary cravings. Hoho see the irony? Oh and I told roy tht im tempted to be anorexic, guess what that idiot replied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its good to dream"&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I have been a total recluse the earlier part of today. Sorry for being such an ap bitch&gt;&lt; exhibition of such behavious includes leaving pe halfway since the tcher isnt thr and hiding in the library for 3 whole hours without telling anyone. But anyways, thankyou to my spaaas friends for trying t cheer me up with their silly antics such a filling th whole board w my name and nonsensical drawings such as “chuchu’s food intake per hour” stupid, but I SMILED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz t end off, I feel kinda bad for making wt put up w my shitty moods every morn. Tomorrow, I will SMILE at him and talk, talk ,talk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4992536646194410538?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4992536646194410538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4992536646194410538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4992536646194410538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4992536646194410538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/05/rare-youve-gotta-treasure-it-post.html' title='a rare you&apos;ve gotta treasure it post'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1719346770079249593</id><published>2008-05-03T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:33:23.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woohaa'/><title type='text'>poppycock's swan song(?)</title><content type='html'>so anyways, after the short hiatus(5days okay) ive got quite some updates! we were queuing for B&amp;amp;J tht day and i overheard this 2 ahs juniors convo. one og them, if im not mistaken is the rather infamous jolin(jolene, jolyn, whatever) and someone tht i dont recognise. and the other ahs girl(lets just call her OAG) said “ I think we should go jc I heard that there are no good looking guys in poly at all. NONE. And anyway, jc guys have future……………………………………….” I cldnt catch the rest cus I was too overwhelmed with shock and horror. Whaaaat? So their purpose of going into a jc is to get a decent looking guy and cling onto him like a life support for their future needs and wants? Why cant they be self sufficient and pay for their own Coach bags and what not. Afterall if they can get into ahs, they don’t have cotton floss for brains right? Eeeeks, thank goodness they are not the typical ahs kids. On and speaking about schools, my parents paid taxes so that moe can hire teachers pay them excessively to teach me and not to read my blog!! Teachers should by no means satiate their voyeurism craving by randomly reading students blog then proceed on to terrorize them by gloating “ I know your blog ( COMPLETE WITH A TWIST \/ ACTION SOMEMORE OMG) muahahahaha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough angst for the day. Oh can you believe it, I ate the whole freaking block of Cadbury choc by myself just now. The super big I dont know how many squares there are block, you know you know??? omgzxzxzxzxz one day I’d die of diabetes together with clogged up arteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht day Roy told me something which really came as a shock esp coming form him such a MCP. He said that boyfriends are meant to be exploited. Hahahah true I suppose but Roy!?!? You’d be publicly egged to death by the other guys. &amp;amp; I’ve developed a fetish with dresses lately which explains the recent addition of dresses in my closet plus one which is still on the way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebyebyebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1719346770079249593?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1719346770079249593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1719346770079249593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1719346770079249593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1719346770079249593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/05/poppycocks-swan-song.html' title='poppycock&apos;s swan song(?)'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-5014001583659761159</id><published>2008-04-30T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T05:07:11.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you were right but i wasnt wrong either'/><title type='text'>someday, sometime, somethings gotta end</title><content type='html'>you are such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;disappointment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog wld cease t be a public blog in a few days time, password will only be mailed t taggers, so please do leave a tag, if not, toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5014001583659761159?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5014001583659761159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5014001583659761159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5014001583659761159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5014001583659761159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/someday-sometime-somethings-gotta-end.html' title='someday, sometime, somethings gotta end'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1277899237491839029</id><published>2008-04-27T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T06:17:52.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fill my days w :D'/><title type='text'>its just a muahahaha phase, muahahahaha</title><content type='html'>today was,&lt;br /&gt;:::&lt;br /&gt;:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ff's nick reminded me hence, ive put up th &lt;33China like how th 4million(and still increasing) chinese did, cus im so proud of you! its amazing really, and funnyhow altho ive only stayed in china for 2 yrs before i came here and rmb absolutely nth abt china, i feel the sense of belonging. caught the hottie and nottie w zx just now. hahahah a rather predictable plot but ah well, quite some laughs so i guess, sokay. &amp;amp;free popcorn frm him heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun sand sea and craziness escapade? seeyou the nxt time round(:&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;roy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you bitch!! shopping sooooooon!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1277899237491839029?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1277899237491839029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1277899237491839029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1277899237491839029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1277899237491839029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-just-muahahaha-phase-muahahahaha.html' title='its just a muahahaha phase, muahahahaha'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-5143771805811826976</id><published>2008-04-26T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:27:11.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save me before i-'/><title type='text'>sos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, someone please chain me t the studying table and scatter integration and all that nitty gritty stuff im supposed t familiarise myself w in 26 more weeks=(&lt;br /&gt;can &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, please motivate me t study?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5143771805811826976?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5143771805811826976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5143771805811826976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5143771805811826976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5143771805811826976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/help.html' title='sos.'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6352566169075450430</id><published>2008-04-25T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:02:41.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cus it keeps me going w a smile on my face'/><title type='text'>not so happening happenings</title><content type='html'>my phone is screwing up. ohman pls get well soon=/&lt;br /&gt;pris commented tht i seem like a real softie on the outside. boohoo. cus, no i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;visited ali today, for someone who had such a bad fall she is really energetic. but the super big shoulder cast is kinda amusing. heh.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping more and more these days.&lt;br /&gt;still cant decide if i shd go for rapture. shd i/shd i not?&lt;br /&gt;TGIF. one week zoomed past, as usual. sooo fast i cant catch up:(&lt;br /&gt;nick" chuchu are you on a diet??" hum, am i supposed t be happy??&lt;br /&gt;i went pass MOELC today!!! fond memories(: i hvnt been thr for maybe 4 yrs?? gonzo. silly truth&amp;amp;dare on train trips. buying mac. looking at all the jap words without really knowing any and so many more. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smileeeeeeee=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6352566169075450430?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6352566169075450430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6352566169075450430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6352566169075450430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6352566169075450430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-phone-is-screwing-up.html' title='not so happening happenings'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3832357692801230838</id><published>2008-04-22T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T04:26:30.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tht damn thing shd be so honored tht someone dedicated one whole post to it'/><title type='text'>i believe in my past life, i was a mosquito</title><content type='html'>today started out so well. firstly, i finished the last napfa of my life then i got a really pleasant surprise which lit up my day like this 10000000 megawatt bulb tht doesnt seem t die off. see, everything was going so smoothly. i did not sleep in any lect, i paid attn and all, but thinking back now its almost too good t be true. plus, lyndon chua had t bring th cricket team out for match and thus cancelled our econs tut. wow, such a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after i went home, napped and bathed something happened which just made the 10000000 megawatt bulb go short circuit and fizzle off. it totally overshadowed alll th good things tht happened t me. cus right after i bathed, i was gg t th kitchen and before i even opened th sliding door, something rather heavy dropped on my hand. guess wht? its black a lil cold and jellyish. its.a.freaking.lizard.a freaking big and black and fatlizard. so i just threw th skirt i was holding on my hand away jumped up and screamed like ive seen a ghost or prolly even worse cus i cld hv been kinda fanscinated if i really do see one, but lizards? no. i did not merely screamed for 1 sec and stop. i screamed and screamed pausing t catch my breath in btwn. you think its very funny? then my parents rushed out so worried cus they thot their daughter went crazy just like how she's forewarned them a few days back. after my telling them wht happ, my dad th non feeling one who is of course not scared of lizard just chided me and told me tht i shd nver scream like tht again cus acc t my sis she was really conc on her hw and my scream made her jump literally. then my dad just brought me inside th toilet and washed my hands. my mum being the more understanding one this time (cus we share the same fear) came and hug me. then i started bawling like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192020392566846866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SA3DCd2H9ZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1Nvh5WkunFk/s320/75355060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i cried for so long and in betwn sobs i called qh and roy t tell them wht happ. sigh. tht time when i stepped on a lizard in school it wasnt so bad cus im in a lect hall afterall so i cant possibly cry out loud but since i was at home, i just cried and cried like noone's business. my mum told me whn she was still pregnant w my sis a liazrd dropped on her too and she immediately turn around t hug my granny who so happened t be behind her. then i told her at tht pt of time when th lizard dropped on me if thrs someone behind me be it guy or girl i wld hv doen the same thing too. i feel so dirtied, so violated. and i just freaking bathed before tht damn thing had t drop on me. i feel so dirty!!!!! then whn i called th 2 they all sounded so concerned and worried when they heard me sobbing away, but after i told them why i was crying, they just laughed at me. wht nice friends rite. but yeah, still, thanks for making me feel just a wee bit btr(: qh was th really LOL one, he acty msged me after tht telling me t go bathe again. i think drey did too. okay whatever, STUPID LIZARD. ARGH. i swear the nxt time when i see you i will personally make sure tht i turn you into minced lizard mush with my stilettos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sports day tmr. i am going t be down with bad flu/diarrhoea/headache/stomachache. choose one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40%;"&gt;but did you know that you're the one i wanted t call th most? and how much btr i'll feel if you were just thr t tell me tht its okay. pls fix the bulb, i want back the 100000 megawatt brightness):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3832357692801230838?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3832357692801230838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-324879068641735132?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/324879068641735132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=324879068641735132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/324879068641735132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/324879068641735132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohmygoodness.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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tons of food down during lunch and dinner t literally "fill' me inside. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME was rather entertaining ytd. each group drew their ideal dating partners both physical and personality wise? hahah was funny la. guess for me those few criterias still din change much throughout th yrs ba. then fang said tht nxt week we're gonna draw our ideal life partner and i thot, dont you look for a spouse whn you find a gf/bf? hmmm. guess thts whr grls and guys differ huh. so i suppose i'll just hand in th same piece of drawing. fang ended th lesson saying tht humans are such shallow creatures, and whn we enter uni you'll just feel jaded with all these. then i told mel, isnt it sad when you tell yrself "aiya anything la anybody also can just take this one lo" at least whn you go wet market to buy fish, you choose and pick. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright brain overload. ytd morn whn i was feeling really shitty, God gave sa two rainbows(:&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think i suck at being a friend. cus whn wt said he was feeling down and all my reply was a nonchalant"orh". i shall think of btr replies nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;actually i seem t suck at being a christian, daughter, sister, student too. sigh. my soon to be crisis.&lt;br /&gt;i can go on and on telling you so many things,&lt;br /&gt;if you are willing t stop and be my listener.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3913174253343255577?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3913174253343255577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3913174253343255577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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post. so yeah its off and if you really wanna know, you can always go do th archive thing since its such a open secret now hohums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNN apologised, albeit the lack of sincerity still sucks majorly. carrefour's gonna be boycotted on the 1st may over thr hohoho. i really feel sad for you Mr president Sarkozy(carrefour is a france MNC). and its disgusting tht you allowed yr wife's topless pic t be auctioned, afterall, she's now th first lady and i dont think thts th appropriate behaviour, what's more, the price it fetched cldnt compete w Gisele Bundchen's at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee i am so smell sensitive i need all things t smell nice ! its some sort of obsession now. like my st. Ives raspberry(really yummy smelling!!!) shampoo and lavender body wash et cetera. if not i'll be in a really foul mood. which means BO wld be a big booboo for me nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hrs ltr..&lt;br /&gt;am so so t i r e d g ee p e e d e b a t e so s&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: cheap thrill but omg i cant believe i got the best speaker for debates whoa. &amp;amp;roy just abandoned me for lunch tmr. friday lunching alone? sigh:( okay whatever i shall self declare tmr a holiday or sth. get my brows done maybe? then hit the library for books. its been long. GP is so interesting! issues on khmer rouge, the Tuskegee experiment and many many more(: oh and merry xmas mr Lawrence is such a beautiful piece of music. workload is heavy no doubt but i believe i'll make it through. zomg siying blog: 199 days 10 hrs 54 min and 45 secs as from now t A's! i'll just dieeee, oops did i just say i'll pull through? alright, i will i will, i must. i reallllllly wanna watch Th Leap Years, yeah yeah i know its ver long ago. but sokay i can always wait for th dvd/watch it online/go emax with a bucket of popcorn and my imaginary friend, mimi and a box of tissue. quote frm leap years" its better t have loved and lost, then t never have loved at all" hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you'd rather not know t truth becus it might disappoint, then curiosity takes over and you cant help but find out more and then, yeah, th disappointment kicks in and-WHOOOOPS I ALMOST WRONGED SOMEONE. heh. anw ROY YR BLOG IS REVIVED yes im announcing it t the whole world and i koped this frm yr blog :&lt;br /&gt;"I did feel happy for chuu:D Congrats for pulling through pw dawg and cant wait for this fri(:"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah a bit lag but still, yay thank you ham!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovemyfriends(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1043693687246206840?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1043693687246206840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1043693687246206840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1043693687246206840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1043693687246206840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/read-me-bedtime-story-and-tuck-me-in.html' title='read me a bedtime story and tuck me in'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6016245295653006656</id><published>2008-04-15T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:59:26.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNN and other random issues'/><title type='text'>SUCH.A.WRECK. &amp;a sudden impulse t cut and bleed like how i did</title><content type='html'>im really sorry my dear readers tht the first post yre gonna see after the short hiatus will be such a post, but if i were t keep it inside im afraid i'll go kabooom. &amp;amp; plsplspls if you dont really know me tht well dont jump to conclusion and think tht im some kinda girl brought up without being taught any manners, cus seriously im damn damn damn pissed. so pls pardon my explicit language in this post and (forgive and) &lt;em&gt;forget&lt;/em&gt; abt the not very nice words after tht plsplspls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im going t sin, bad): but ah wht th hell.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if you all heard abt the very recent episode of the CNN issue. cus apparently this particular commentator said this during air time of a show&lt;br /&gt;"They're(China) holding hundreds of billions of dollars worth of our paper. We also are running hundred of billions of dollars worth of trade deficits with them, as we continue to import their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;junk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with the lead paint on them and the poisoned pet food and export......."&lt;br /&gt;"I think they're basically the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same bunch of goons and thugs they've been for the last 50 years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;wht the fuck. like WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. since you americans think tht yre damn big, yeah literally maybe, and see all China goods as JUNK then fucking stop importing frm them la. can you do tht? are you able to? indubitably not. if according t you mr. dear jack-who has got another ass hole instead of a mouth-cafferty, tht &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(as you hv clearly implied) china goods are junk thts either poisoned or/and coated with lead you wld hv freakingly died and decomposed to join yr fellow dirt underground long ago. i wonder if china topped the flavour of the year for 2008's which country we wanna thrash this year. being the world's factory you wld naturally expect some defectives. im not gg t be so biased as t say tht they shdnt do anything t decrease the defectives or wht so ever but look, wht about all the normal or even the top grade quality goods? were they even mentioned? when people gleefully show off their newly bought ipods, do they ever think about whr it is manufactured? do they credit china for producing proper goods th way they lambasted them for the defcetives? deal with yre own subprime crisis now. you'd think tht CNN wld hv btr brains than t hire commentators who dont hv one. so right now, china's requesting for a apology frm both Mr. Two Arseholes and CNN itself and i feel its only right. lets see if they do if not , hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. im really sorry for all th profanities yre eyes hv t put up with&gt;&lt; im trying t deal w this issue currently too and i think i need some help. im such a wreck. SUCH.A.WRECK. so after the above entry, hv you changed yr opinion of me? but then again, if yre impression of me is based on this one post, then really the basis of it all isnt tht strong either which means thrs no point of me bothered abt whether someone who's not even close t me in th first place thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to other non CNN news, my back problem worked up again!!! arghh.. its so painful i jus wanna drop dead. but thanks t it i got t skip a informal econs essay lect test. i just cant endure another 2 hrs sitting thr bending over a small table writing. ohman this prob stayed w me for so many yrs alr so i gather its gonna be a life long thing?=/ ahh my mum blames it on dancing but..i dno. and YES! no more 2.4 for me for the rest of my life muahahahahaha! i need a hammer t hammer my back till i cant feel anything anymore. debate on thurs=X chem and econs test on fri=XX maths test tmr =XXX ahhh im going kukuuuuuuu and the pain is killing my sanity. can someone pls enlighten me by showing how science unites? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6016245295653006656?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6016245295653006656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6016245295653006656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6016245295653006656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6016245295653006656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-really-sorry-my-dear-readers-tht.html' title='SUCH.A.WRECK. &amp;a sudden impulse t cut and bleed like how i did'/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-870598416778858931</id><published>2008-04-11T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:08:39.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from th short hiatus and i cant believe yre acty checking this out. are you obsessed w me?? hahhahaha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;so pw results got released. am satisfied w mine and glad that sa's no longer condemned. so A div's coming t an end soon, but yeah. so after reading someone's blog just now all the feelings tht were in comatose mode got revived again. gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it cld hv been you, who asked me abt it and not him. just like whn i got back my gsc grades, it cld hv been you who was thr for me, not him. how weird and insanely ironic that, sokay nvm. its only right if you dont get wht im talking abt, but if you do, or if you even think that you do, oh sod it.&lt;br /&gt;why cant you face it? why? its alright, cus i know exactly why. if you insist on being a porcupine/hedgehog, i wldnt mind joining you being one, just so that you cant hurt me so dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;getting a pro-tibet dood t be a torch bearer is tantamount t getting Mr S.A. Tan to organise a Christmas party hohums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-870598416778858931?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/870598416778858931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=870598416778858931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/870598416778858931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/870598416778858931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back-from-th-short-hiatus-and-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4789106392176846341</id><published>2008-04-02T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:38:51.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Label goes here'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;wasting my mind, thinking about you all the time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've destroyed the future, trying to recreate the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;green pastures turn grey, roses slowly rot away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;noone to talk to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the music has left my ears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i hear now are the whisperings of my memories, reminding me of all that i have thrown away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;words no longer fill the empty space that was once reserved solely for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i never cared as much as i should have. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe whatever i may, things still wont change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have moved on with the times, stayed on tracks, speed ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i remember getting off. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i remember getting lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4789106392176846341?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4789106392176846341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4789106392176846341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4789106392176846341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4789106392176846341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/wasting-my-mind-thinking-about-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7484901230781899539</id><published>2008-04-01T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:59:04.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i will press on'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay im taking a much needed break frm editing all the supposedly better chinese essays. &amp;amp;im telling you i can just close my eyes and anyhow pluck any essay written by sec ones from ahs and it wld be much better, no kidding. omg i edit until i wanna vomit blood alr. i hv like 50 over pages t edit? omgzxzxzxzxzxz. if a mistake for one strand of hair, i wld hv been half bald by now. punctuations paragraphing wrong words/expressions.....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;im very upset w my chem grades cus i invested more time in tht than maths so i was really disappointed. sigh. and kinda dui bu qi mdm lee too since she's such a great tcher&gt;&lt; alright i'll aim for a B for BT2(: oh haha! today's april fool! but i didnt get t fully utilise this opp heh. only tricked qh into believing tht im migrating back for good. loll he spongebob can so gullible la! hoho talk abt the kinda satisfaction. and i got fooled too, km insisted tht i hv white hair. and i was so indignant i tell you cus im so very proud of my jet black hair and thankgoodness it was just a joke!phew! okay back to more capillary bursting editing=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while..&lt;br /&gt;its 1111!!!! someone's thinking of me!hahaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while more..&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! IVE COMPLETED TH BRAINCELL DEPLETING TASK IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF:D yayye! &amp;amp;i just fooled moo during the remaining 25 mins of april fool! seven more months of being a cavewoman but im not complaining(:&lt;br /&gt;driving, shopping,clubbing(?),dating,outings,crunchyrolling,taking up dance again,travelling w frens and/or family, baking, socialising,chatting on the phone throughout the night,stayovers and many many more, but for now i guess its high time i deprive myself of these. afterall, who wants t see a BBDD kinda grades nxt yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, hello no life days(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7484901230781899539?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7484901230781899539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7484901230781899539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7484901230781899539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7484901230781899539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-im-taking-much-needed-break-frm.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-827729752782374311</id><published>2008-03-30T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T06:55:43.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there aint so much to say now between us ; thare aint so much for you  ; aint so much for me anymore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jiayouuuu ba(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: omgdness! wt was right, thr is indeed a way t see the archives of a blog even if the person removed t archive links. blaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-827729752782374311?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/827729752782374311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=827729752782374311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/827729752782374311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/827729752782374311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/jiayouuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-5141885699572891779</id><published>2008-03-28T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:08:02.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i feel like plugging an ultra-sensitive stethocsope into your head'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, some of your childhood fears fade away as you grow older. for me, im no longer as fearful of darkness and thunder as i used t be. but thr are some fears tht are destined t stick with you for life. like for instance lizard-phobia and vomit-phobia. its doesnt seem t be getting any bettre! at least th lizard thing is more understandable, i just shriek when i see one. but th latter, arghh. i cannot see/hear/smell th process of it. which is veryvery bad cus whn someone close t you gets sick, you cant even take care of them, such a lousy friend no?): then i get all guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im super lazy t go out nowadays. i wasnt even tempted by a up to 70% sale for The Body Shop at suntec which is really convenient frm sa. but then, i dont feel very stressed either. on the contrary, i feel quite carefree. hahahahah. just about everything is changing. hmm change is the only constant? loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/one hr later../&lt;br /&gt;im very upset now cus my show doesnt seem t be loading! why?? isnt it time t reward myself w abit of show after studying on a friday night? grrrr. ah heck. oh today sth quite funny happened. we were in the cc waiting for econs lect th start and we were just talking abt very random stuff so i said&lt;br /&gt;"oh someone said that *CENSORED* and I very compatible lo"&lt;br /&gt;then before anyone cld say anything /you know thrs always a piano hidden at the backstage? yeah so anyway/ someone played the very classical wedding march tune. hahahahahha nice timing. okay im feeling hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg this whole post is poppycock! why did i even blog today?? tht sounded quite bimbotic, which im NOT. somehow, i seem t be losing myself. &amp;amp;losing my faith. not in Him, no. hmm sokay, even if things cant work out, i'll just...............................................................idk. argh. i cant go on like tht. &amp;amp;you know why issit always " I, I and more I?" its not becus im obscenely obsessed w myself or sth. but more like I HAVE NO FRICKIN IDEA OF WHATS GOING THROUGH YOUR HEAD. im no mind reader yknow. sigh. sokaysokay, we still hv time, 8more months of speculations eh. sounds just like my kinda fun whoopeedoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on th papers: "we have to make them(China) realise and regret their choice of organising the Games" from some shitbag(who thinks he is some big shot, okay SO WHAT you bloody piece of shit) i dont want his name t contaminate my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf? frm the way he said it you'd think tht China went ahead w organising th Games with zero support frm th rest of th world and other countries are just coerced into joining the Games. hv they forgotten tht China was voted and chosen after manymany rounds of eliminations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabel chia said tht grls hving four letter word verbal diarrhoea are appalling, alright.&lt;br /&gt;****!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: remember t include the miracle baby who survived th car crash in my prayer ltr. SO POOR THING LAH! 2months old only..sobs..D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is digesting itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5141885699572891779?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5141885699572891779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5141885699572891779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5141885699572891779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5141885699572891779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/sometimes-some-of-your-childhood-fears.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3955162532972620586</id><published>2008-03-26T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:00:48.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so happy boycotting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poopoos(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a miracle happened today. i actually got a C for math. oh my holy bananas. pls dont go thinking tht im another one of those who just routinely say how bad they will fail after every single test and end up getting an A, cus im not. when i say i'll fail at best i'll probably get a S but i hv no frickin idea how i managed t scrap a C this time. by God's grace i think. thankyou daddy! i was like a balloon fully pumped w joy whn i walked t miss sim's desk and she said "you improved alot" and a big red C thr. hahahah i cld hv given out free hugs then! ergo, i cld hv been very happy throughout th day. but i was not. cus im still weighed down by th same issue, especially after wht wt told me in th morn. altho i heard the same thing frm roy not less than ten times, wht he said was so heartbreaking): (birdy dont think crookedly ah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this asshoooole two timed my junior and went t &lt;em&gt;date&lt;/em&gt; rabbit telling her tht he'd been single for 5 months. omg cheater bugs like this shd be castrated so they can stop th propagation of such spoilt dysfunctioning genes lest their offsprings go around breaking grls heart too. hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday thr was this article in Times tht featured the hooha on the boycotting of Olympics. imho, this is really silly. &amp;amp;the basis of their argument?&lt;br /&gt;- China did not do enough t help peace out the Myanmar riot&lt;br /&gt;- how China dealt with the recent Tibet unrest&lt;br /&gt;- human rights within China&lt;br /&gt;-the Chinese army located in Darfur is not doing a good job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem, Myanmar is a sovereign state afterall, so in wht position is China to interfere so much? they cant possibly hold th myanmar president at gun point t force him t stop all the violence. shdnt this be the job of th oh so noble UN? the Tibet unrest was caused by some radicals in Tibet and th chinese government are still holding back all actions cus they know the whole world is watching, some waiting for Chine t strike and then go ha gotcha. human rights within China, haiyo ppl's family matters why do you wanna go poke yre head in and talk so much? yre just holding th Olympics thr, not starting some colonization. &amp;amp;the chinese army, they are thr voluntarily helping out Darfur, and they get blamed for not doing a perfect job. wth? at least they arent like some american soldiers who rape the women in the countries they invaded in the name of freeing the people(aka we just want yr oil). so you think the Americans are doing a brilliant job reconstructing Iraq? sheesh. cut China some slack eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do yknow that 100 over years ago during th dowager ci xi's reign, china was only able t send one athlete to th games, and it was high jump. tht poor fella even had t borrow the pole tht propels yrself upwards frm a fellow competitor. you know how sad that was? now, Beijing is holding th games and the western countries are yaking away. if you wants t boycott Olympics and not send yr athlete over, who loses out? yre just denying yre poor athelet who probably trained his ass off and had a very high chance of bringing a medal and glory back for his country. the games will go on with or without yre participation. th world will not mourn for you, the world will not even rmb yr existence you poor poor thing. so, 5 more months away frm the games, pls dont be so childish and sulk like a kid becus a country saturated w yellow skin and black headed ppl is holding the Games. move on, get over it. you boycotting it will not change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a Chinese, I am awfully proud tht China is holding the Games, and i hope you are too(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3955162532972620586?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3955162532972620586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3955162532972620586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3955162532972620586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3955162532972620586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-9213779485819739930</id><published>2008-03-25T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:03:54.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but i thought i saw th ghost of you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright ive decided tht profanities shd be condoned in my language. sudden paradigm shift ay? haha but excessive usage is still a booboo. school life is screwing my digestive system bad. im losing my appetite(omygosh!), which may not be a totally bad thing afterall. come come, msa darling, no no kidding you im not for i do need it to spur me to study. plus exam period helps me save money hehehehe so why not? ohoh the un-gentlemenliness of some people irks me horribly. makes me wonder if its innate for them, maybe the gentlemen characteristic just so happened t skip one generation or if its cus of their up bringing. i mean, hello we're 18 yr old soon to be-s, shdnt it be already sth intrinsic for you t offer your kind help when you see a grl who is obviously carrying a whole lot of things with much difficulty? i really feel sad for you. whatever happened to the Fitzwilliam Darcy kind of charm? gah. i wld rather be borned in the Elizabeth era hmm okay minus the mcp of the men then. hurhur. ah fantasies fantasies. on a very random note, i cld do w a leprechaun friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the delicious irony is that, your wish for me, was actually t be happy always.&lt;br /&gt;oh ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;(no i am not being spiteful, seriously, altho i highly doubt you'd buy it. still.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: ooomph i just scalded my hand w hot boiled water while making a mug of tea. it hurts so terribly i just wanna say fark(multiple multiple times) like as tho tht'd ease th pain. ooooomph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-9213779485819739930?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/9213779485819739930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=9213779485819739930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9213779485819739930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9213779485819739930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/alright-ive-decided-tht-profanities-shd.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-442538588240932449</id><published>2008-03-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T04:49:13.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='施文斌的&quot;忘不了&quot;你听听吧'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wo hai shi mei you zhe ge yong qi zai jing tian ba huo shuo kai. ying wei ni tai rang wo xin hui yi leng le. ni hai ji de jing tian shi shen me ri zi ma? huo xu ni wang le. dan shi ni zhen de yi wei wo bu zai hu ma? ni xun ze wu dong yu zhong na shi ni de jue ding, wo mei quan li gai bian. cong jin wang hou wo ye bu hui zai zhu dong le ying wei ni de chen mo yi jing gao su wo ni de jue ze le. ye ba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-442538588240932449?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/442538588240932449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=442538588240932449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/442538588240932449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/442538588240932449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/wo-hai-shi-mei-you-zhe-ge-yong-qi-zai.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7556525646336880981</id><published>2008-03-21T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T07:51:39.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dont dare t check my phone now hide it away pls):'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;just read drey's blog and aww i gotta say tht i agree totally w her.&lt;br /&gt;"no matter what new friends i've made and how important my new friends are to me;i bet this buncha ppl are just irreplaceable.they stick w me through thick&amp;amp; thin, and we've had our squabbles and trying times.yet not once they've been judgemental, or accusatory."&lt;br /&gt;thankyou all so very much.&lt;br /&gt;met up ytd w them(all except xz who is fencing away for his comp. I WANNA SEE YOU FENCE HENGXZ I BET ITS DAMN COOL!!:DD)&lt;br /&gt;roy weitheng christen qh jeremy drey rabbit moo. it was a lovely and well spent night. cus it feels just nice comfortable and right. like we just gel so well w each other. even super random topics on power rangers was entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201288787515698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFoFMzWTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/vz4Jd8wt2WU/s320/DSC01762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFn1MzWRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/s9GlrqfCTG0/s1600-h/DSC02613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201284492548370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFn1MzWRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/s9GlrqfCTG0/s320/DSC02613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180207464950487394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PLPlMzWWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/oX0BwIj_LQ8/s320/DSC01772-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFoFMzWSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/GZSlbRmfd4U/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201288787515682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFoFMzWSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/GZSlbRmfd4U/s320/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; moo so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFoVMzWUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AKUojungbQs/s1600-h/DSC01768-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201293082483010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFoVMzWUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AKUojungbQs/s320/DSC01768-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dreytan w roylim spazzzzzzzsm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFolMzWVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pOZFs_TMhJU/s1600-h/DSC01781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180201297377450322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFolMzWVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pOZFs_TMhJU/s320/DSC01781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahaha tht day we had th last math paper qh tried t contact me but phone wasnt w me mah. so whn i checked phone it was 9 missed calls. the funny thing was he was so paranoid he called wff. then their convo was super hilarious la i tell you. haha actually type out not funny alr but still.. hahahahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"hello do you noe whr chuchu is? i lost her"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"huh?? how can you lose her?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"we're not together"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahah their reactions were like classic la. i think for most of you meeting up w frens for breakfast is sth tht needs planning in advance or whn school starts late on some special occassion but for wff and i, its a different story. heh. like just now it went like that:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;" eh i need t go was now t buy sth. (it was 9plus alr)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"orh. go lo meet you in 5 mins?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"tmr 730 meet?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"orh okay breakfast hor?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"ya"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"then i go yre house study ah"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"orh"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;see, its a childhood thing((: im so blessed thankyou Lord! i used t hv this thing against frens calling each other bitch or sth similar but ytd whn rabbit msged me tht alvin.k sat w her on th bus and talked t her i so wanted t reply " you lucky bitch!!!!!!!" then i backspaced cus i think she'd be too stunned and instead sent "you lucky thing!!!" hahahaha. so if nxt time i ever say "(sth) bitch!!" to you in a joking tone pls dont be offended! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7556525646336880981?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7556525646336880981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7556525646336880981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7556525646336880981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7556525646336880981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-read-dreys-blog-and-aww-i-gotta.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R-PFoFMzWTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/vz4Jd8wt2WU/s72-c/DSC01762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-811127567687891224</id><published>2008-03-19T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:22:54.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like a egg in a pressure cooker'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am feeling many many things now. urgh all tht speculations getting me no whr. im not even sure of anything myself. its irks me how everytime after talking t someone i get swayed. ytd roy today wt and it just happens again and again. im so bloody pissed w myself. then just now on th phone, all that gy told me woke up the feeling part of me again. i got jealous. it just doesnt seem just to me. the timings all off wht i shd be doing and wht i shd be not. wht he shd be doing and wht he shd not. he shd not. he shd not. okay now i sound like a control freak. who am i, to judge? but its fricking not right. argh i wanna scream and jump and hit sth till i vent out all these crap. i assure you this is not my pms day. dont push everything t pms just becus im a girl. cus we dont hv so much blood t spare to let it flow 24/7 all thirty days. if we do, the world blood bank wldnt be in such a crisis now. fffffffffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hv no rights t put up th holier than thou airs whn it comes t abstinence from profanities cus today during math paper every single living and functioning braincells screaming&lt;br /&gt;" fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff" so if you were to pluck a loud hailer in then, hohums. like a deer caught in headlights with its pants down. they do enjoy setting papers failing us then yay its time for post mortem again whoopeedoo. and whats more, telling us "sorry we made a mistake. instead of diffrentiating till x^3 we only want up till x^2 for maclaurin's" only after i spent a whole few minutes trying to do out tht tedious sht. you noe how tedious it is with a the sine cosine log and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slajgbhnvfglctjreioghqwo;rhpoooo3ingraaaaaaawrffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;what is wrong with you. reallyreally. if yre trying playing hard t get or giving me the cold treatment/i am too busy for you. its not working. it is creating adverse effect on me/&lt;br /&gt;im btr off ogling at all th nice stuff in cleo clearing my wardrobe. i need some space to breathe. think. chill.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-811127567687891224?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/811127567687891224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=811127567687891224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/811127567687891224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/811127567687891224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-feeling-many-many-things-now.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-9166876672649339652</id><published>2008-03-18T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T08:55:01.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you must be sneezing like crazy now  hawhaw'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two down one more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during econs today, i was freaked out. cus suddenly i saw a huge smudge of blood on my arm and my sleeve alr got one blotch of blood. then i realised tht my lips, heavy flow. altho im alr used to it bleeding now and then, this is th first time bleed so much la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw. my daddy is sososo nice!!! he shd be awarded th nicest daddy award:DD my mum just tried t force me t drink a cup of milk. i dno why but i simply cannot take milk w/o hving this impulse to puke now. its that bad i tell you. but like my mum cares. then my daddy saves th day!!!! even before my dad finished his sentence i rushed t the toilet(not t puke) t brush my teeth and get rid of tht appalling aftertaste. hahahah then my mum got angry and told my dad" see la! all your fault. now you finish everything(mine)." wahahahaha. being mr nice guy/daddy/husband, he willingly obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddyilurbeuuuuuuworzxzxzxz.muaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;oh ham, what wld i do without you! you so put me back on tracks whn i needed some reality checks. altho you are not availabe 24/7 cus yre preoccupied w a certain brand of sweets, thank you for the times you were thr esp those late night emotional crisis. iloveyou! (BESTGUYFRENWORZXZXZXZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah sorry i think all tht vectors jumbled up my brains a little. muahahaha. no sky of love w wff and qh tmr cus wff cldnt make it): so bugis w qh instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yre so poor you go KFC to lick ppl's fingers"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha wht th sht.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-9166876672649339652?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/9166876672649339652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=9166876672649339652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9166876672649339652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/9166876672649339652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-down-one-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3365164405367716075</id><published>2008-03-17T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T07:14:11.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Structural employment(changes in structure of the economy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes in method of production: this is often associated with technological unemployment resulting from the increased use of labor saving machines. There is a mismatch between workers skills and job requirements. Workers skills may be obsolete and workers are no longer employable. A larger concentration of the declining industries within an economy poses a greater problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS IT NOT MAKING ANY SENSE TO ME???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; really productive. i just cannot concentrate. okay i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hvnt&lt;/span&gt; been able to concentrate for quite some days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hurhur&lt;/span&gt; perfect timing to screw my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blocktests&lt;/span&gt; eh. okay soon it'd be wed 5pm and its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;overrr&lt;/span&gt;!!! i so need t talk t wt and regain some form of sanity back. &amp;amp;my mum and i just cant seem t decide on which maid t choose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cus&lt;/span&gt; she thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;waaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;toooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;muuuuccccch&lt;/span&gt;. until even my daddy got kinda irritated. hello?? my Mr Nice Guy Daddy Who Hardly Loses His Patience W My Most Of The Time Not Very Reasonable Mum. sad to say, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wff&lt;/span&gt; blatantly told me that she can foresee me growing up just t be like my mummy dearest. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; hopefully i can find someone like my daddy too! oh i was pretty upset over chem today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cus&lt;/span&gt; i made this VERY careless and costly mistake which will make me 8marks poorer. unfortunately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thrs&lt;/span&gt; no error carried forward for chem): &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;boohoooooo&lt;/span&gt;. i shall do some retail therapy after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;BTs&lt;/span&gt;. its only right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what makes you think that we will have more time after A's? we'll be getting enlisted soon after that. so that leaves us what, 3months??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;omgah&lt;/span&gt;=/ i understand what you mean now. its so short. too short)):&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, i (think) am off long term medication! well at least for now so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!:DD&lt;br /&gt;"i wish i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt;" okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; positive i hv affinity w weird people hor lqh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3365164405367716075?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3365164405367716075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3365164405367716075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3365164405367716075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3365164405367716075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/structural-employmentchanges-in.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-87791321970839569</id><published>2008-03-13T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:39:39.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay here are some of the super random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;convos&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zf&lt;/span&gt;: I sent him this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; “ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; its raining cats and dogs and rhinos and pandas outside. I hope you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; yr umbrella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt;..” and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t reply! How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cld&lt;/span&gt; he not reply such a cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;!!!! its so cute rite!! How can anyone resists such cuteness???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy: you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;btr&lt;/span&gt; not rush into another mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Qh&lt;/span&gt;: ya I think so too /points above/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hohums&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nvr&lt;/span&gt; fails to smack some sense into me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;andand&lt;/span&gt;!!! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; that’s why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; here!! Due t some reasons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; too lazy t explain here, I NEED A ENGLISH NAME IN THIS 1-2 WEEKS. Scrap all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; prev fancy ones I need one that will stick w me (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tru&lt;/span&gt; thick and thin till old age………..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;) and suits me well. So hello you, since you are reading this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; be a darling and leave a tag! I’ll be SO grateful to you even if you are just some random passerby okay. But for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dreytan&lt;/span&gt; rabbit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;moomoo&lt;/span&gt; I don’t care okay y’all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;btr&lt;/span&gt; tag ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the few t choose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;frm&lt;/span&gt;(unless you really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; one in mind that you think is JUST the one for me, which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;wldnt&lt;/span&gt; mind either &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evonne&lt;br /&gt;Jodie&lt;br /&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;Charlene&lt;br /&gt;Tracy, /&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ahemahems&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;Zoe (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;zf&lt;/span&gt; suggested &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;zara&lt;/span&gt;, why not mango instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt; *censored* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt; got 3votes. So tag away lovelies((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;cus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;chuchu&lt;/span&gt; will love you if you do!=p &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;muahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-87791321970839569?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/87791321970839569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=87791321970839569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/87791321970839569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/87791321970839569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-here-are-some-of-super-random.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4057920031543234780</id><published>2008-03-11T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T07:58:40.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOP 3 CARTOON RECOMMENDATIONS OF TH DAY!(not in any order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEN TITANS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beastboy&lt;/span&gt; and raven = insane cuteness!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOSTER'S HOME FOR IMAGINARY FRIENDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;just because., &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blueeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILO AND STITCH THE SERIES&lt;br /&gt;"aloha! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cus&lt;/span&gt; i have found a place on Earth i belong to. &amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; w Lilo" -Stitch. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awwwww&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so being influenced by my sis. daily dose of cartoons. today was a total waste of time and transport fee t school. all i brought back w me was " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; worry, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; upload all these onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;moodle&lt;/span&gt;" from dear M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;econs&lt;/span&gt; lecturer and a piece of foolscap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; doodled by so many people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; more i do maths the more demoralised i get. am i getting dumber? i need help for ionic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;equilibria&lt;/span&gt;!!!! SOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ilovemath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ilovemath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ilovemath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;MUUUAAAH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spend all your time waiting for that second chance&lt;br /&gt;For the break that will make it OK&lt;br /&gt;There always some reason to feel not good enough&lt;br /&gt;And its hard at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;I need some distraction or a beautiful release&lt;br /&gt;Memories seep from my veins&lt;br /&gt;Let me be empty and weightless and maybe&lt;br /&gt;l find some peace tonight&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of the Angel far away from here&lt;br /&gt;From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you feel&lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;You are in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn&lt;br /&gt;There vultures and thieves at your back&lt;br /&gt;The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies&lt;br /&gt;That make up for all that you lack&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; make no difference, escape one last time&lt;br /&gt;It easier to believe&lt;br /&gt;In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to my knees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i heard it at some funeral. but its really nice. Angel by Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;McLachlan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176496297492252530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R9ab9NEmh3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/M4AURoWnwNA/s320/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;muahahaha i think my aunt looks so cute!!! someone find me tuition(s) plssssssss!=///&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4057920031543234780?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4057920031543234780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4057920031543234780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4057920031543234780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4057920031543234780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/top-3-cartoon-recommendations-of-th.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R9ab9NEmh3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/M4AURoWnwNA/s72-c/IMG_0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4137125752101168455</id><published>2008-03-10T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T07:56:22.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have so much t say but i dno whr t start. ive nvr missed so badly before. guess i took things for granted too much last time. &amp;amp;its wearing me out. other than the time spent on studying i just spend my life entangled in this web. love like quicksand huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time i used t hv this fren(?) that i'd go school w. the kind whrby you whn you see each other you just walk tgt but if you dont, it doesnt matter either. &amp;amp;without ppl im very close to or comfortable w i tend to warm up very slowly. so it was this case for this fren. and slowly when i was contemplating whether its time t open the door and allow one more person to get close to me this fren walked away. maybe i said/did sth wrong and was unaware of it. mb thr were other reasons. but eversince then i never saw him at the busstop anymore. &amp;amp;im blogging abt this on the assumption tht he doesnt come here anymore either. but if he does.. hohums. people come people go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum wants me t go for gp tuition. but i dont think my gp is that lousy. okay fine. i need econs? my mum's student's gonna coach me w maths cus apparently hes one of th top scorers in mj with multiple A's. i dno whr t find econs.....................................................argh im so stressed now. 8frickin more months t endure. im like binging on tea now. okay i shall go study now. i will not be one of those whose tears will make her mascara run nxt year this time after getting that slip of paper that will hv our fate printed in ink. unless of course, its AAAA then, perhaps its worth th ruin of makeup. but wth, im not even gg back sa t collect results w makeup.&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall REALLY to study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35%;"&gt;你到底要我怎么做你不无动于衷？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4137125752101168455?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4137125752101168455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4137125752101168455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4137125752101168455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4137125752101168455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-so-much-t-say-but-i-dno-whr-t.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4819606921363098067</id><published>2008-03-04T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:23:02.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i should do some reflections about the way i blog. anyways, before that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAR DADDY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANNA THANK YOU FOR ALLOWING ME TO FINALLY ATTAIN A EQUILIBRIA KINDA R/S WITH A CERTAIN FRIEND. THANK YOU FOR ANSWERING MY PRAYERS AND CLEARING MY MIND SO THAT IM NOW MUCH MORE CERTAIN OF MY OWN FEELINGS. AMEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the weather these days. tho a tad chilly at times especially in the mornings, it makes me feel like im in another country far away from sgp's hot humid days. it feels like the early days of autumn! the light grey skies and the cold dry wind. nostalgic but yet beautiful in its own way. it makes me think about the future the could-bes and it cheers me up like crazy! i will smile like a child licking a icecream cone when im walking alone and then purse my lips tight so it wont show. long bus rides are the best, just leaning against the window and watching the world go pass you in silence, interrupted only by the drops of rain. pitterpatterpitterpat. a warm pullover would do some good tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very short but intense catch up session with dreytan&lt;33 today. heh. we laughed our heads off when we witnessed a certain someone hankypankying with another. hohums. results coming out on fri and i cant help but feel scared): afterall people who chose to take gsc would be good at chinese, right? so i have absolutely zero advantage over anyone else. praaay for me ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the people in the midst of blocktests/commontests or whatever fancypansy name yre school has for it, jiayooooouuus(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno. i think im running a fever. mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4819606921363098067?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4819606921363098067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4819606921363098067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4819606921363098067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4819606921363098067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-i-should-rethink-about-way-i.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1611795898853877203</id><published>2008-03-02T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T04:57:12.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today after lunch, my sis came over and attempted t kiss my hand. so i moved my hands away and she looked at me and said in her very baby voice aka &lt;em&gt;teh &lt;/em&gt;tone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i washed my mouth alr!!/does her little pout and blink blink thing that made xz go awww../&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg tht was super damn cute la. hahahahah. lemao! &amp;amp;i cldnt resist but kiss her back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1611795898853877203?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1611795898853877203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1611795898853877203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1611795898853877203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1611795898853877203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-after-lunch-my-sis-came-over-and.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1815597248044640693</id><published>2008-03-01T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T02:45:42.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im on a binging kinda mood this few days.&lt;br /&gt;started since ikea dinner night and if its cus of tht im so gonna hold qh for responsible. smuggled one whole kfc meal into the cinema ytd(movie ended at 7 plus) and went home for dinner. not forgetting the not very little lunch i had in school and red bean pancake frm jollybean. &amp;amp;today i moved on t my sinfully sweet indulgence---a box of donuts. think double choc and whtnots cum i was so determined t hv some form i ice cream and since i cant find ben&amp;amp;jerrys i settled for swensens. ahhhh. but i guess all these above cld be explained. coupled w why im always so tired out. heh. Aunt Dottpotty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limqh's pressie created a huge cavity in my wallet. a really big one. okay moo i shall blog s   l       o       w      e     r. today's dumplings were the nicest i remembered oh mymama. i shall be a good daughter and go help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1815597248044640693?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1815597248044640693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1815597248044640693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1815597248044640693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1815597248044640693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-on-binging-kinda-mood-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-8892963921354877516</id><published>2008-02-28T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:10:14.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gotta stop deceiving myself tht i can study btr at night man. spent an hr on th phone w roy another on econs and vectors and here i am. saw this quote in life! today that really really slapped me, hard. and when i told roy abt it he just had t rub it in. so dinner at ikea last night was very filling. qh and i ordered curry noodles  hor fan chicken wings nuggets and fries and drinks but obviously we shared eth la and the special ice cream was a fab finishing touch. &amp;amp;he became the 3rd guy t send me home all th way t the 6th floor. hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. ytd, during econs lect, i fell asleep like any other days and dear mr lect had t say this:&lt;br /&gt;"tht girl over thr/points/ can someone pls wake her up" obviously he did not mean tht as a qns but anw, everyone ard turned ard and looked. omg i wanted t die. i shd hv just turned and pretend that i was just one if those looking at tht grl. argh. &amp;amp;speaking of sleeping i concluded that its not tht i sleep little, its just tht i need more sleep than normal homosapiens i.e 14 hrs ytd aft i came home frm dinner put me in a happy mood. hahaha. suddenly i realised i only drink coffee for its caffeine i dont even enjoy the process of it gliding down my oesophagus and the saccharine aftertaste. now ive switched t tea. and i cant sleep. sht, my body clock's screwed up and i hv to wake up at 530 tmr .    roaaaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you sing me a lullaby? hmmm?or shd i go count sheeps now?, thts a more practical idea hurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you say t taking chances? for this once, just this once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35%;"&gt;/im not even putting the above statement in extra small font cus yre just either gonna squint yr eyes until they disappear and try make it out or yre gna highlight copy&amp;amp;paste them somewhr. see, my point proven/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-8892963921354877516?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/8892963921354877516/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-8034796015716339799</id><published>2008-02-26T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T08:04:30.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 2330 and i cant sleep. another day with eye bags tmr. and hohums guess what? im planning to be late for school tmr. or rather i plan to be late if its not a rainy morn and we hv morn assembly at the track. cus why? i simply &lt;em&gt;refuse&lt;/em&gt; to go up to the gallery infront of the whole school to collect my prize/cert when we are not even the champion. &amp;amp;jiwen wants me to be the one who hands the cert over to the principal just becus im th only grl. pffft. over my dead body dood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its just me or majority of the j2s. i simply cant be bothered abt the length of my skirt anymore. i mean hello, if you wanna wear yr A-line skirt at yr hips its gonna look disgusting. &amp;amp;omg looking at how some grls sit with their not very long skirts, its really disturbing. i'll feel sooo embarrassed for them. so, back to how i heck care the length of my skirt anymore, maybe its just getting tiring everytime they do a spot check i'd hv to pull it down. afterall, we are going to a school to try and gain knowledge, no? dont worry, my skirt is no whr bordering near tootness length if yre wondering. and guys, please do not &lt;em&gt;assume that all girls wear fbts inside&lt;/em&gt; and stupidly(purposely) look up when a grl is on th chair trying t on the projector cus it'll make you look like one sick perv if yre not one.  &amp;amp;even if they do, it is still Rude to look. and a teacher who makes a grl stand on her chair is equally brainless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs lee said sth abt the right mentality to success during morn devotion some days back. cant rmb her exact words but they were sth along the lines of " i think, therefore i can/am" okay i shall try that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuchu loves maths&lt;br /&gt;chuchu loves maths&lt;br /&gt;chuchu loves maths&lt;br /&gt;chuchu loves maths&lt;br /&gt;chuchu loves maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neeeeed to get my sanity back!!! all the calculations frm maths and chem is driving me banananananananas. on a happier note, im finally embarking on my journey of ...learning canto! altho my 2 tchers are already near desperation after th first day. but still! canto's really fun as compared to jap. hahahahaha. sumimasen. ive never been this exposed to profanities in my entire 17 years and i really pride myself that i still abstain from those, 99% of th time anw. just that im pretty much more tolerant to those words if not i think i'd gone bonkers by now. it seems that my mum cant wait to marry me off. zzz. i feel soooooo loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg drey just called and. ya. i gtg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-8034796015716339799?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/8034796015716339799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=8034796015716339799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8034796015716339799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8034796015716339799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-2330-and-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hunnies&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;so i was at nus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ytd&lt;/span&gt; and we were sitting in one of their many many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LTs&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yc&lt;/span&gt; said&lt;br /&gt;"i like their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LTs&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;me: why?&lt;br /&gt;him:the seats and the tables are placed in a very good way&lt;br /&gt;(the seats on normal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; seats but the tables are like one long bench instead of connected t th chair)&lt;br /&gt;me: ???&lt;br /&gt;/he gave me &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;look/&lt;br /&gt;me: oh. you mean you can sit closer to yre gf issit?&lt;br /&gt;him: ya la then can lean against each other ma&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ytd my parents went for a wedding dinner. then my mum came home excited like a lil grl. why? she started to plan wht kinda wedding i'd hv.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. anw i sudd rmbed sth vv random/ when i was sec one my msn nick was" 99.9% of the guys sucks!!!" or sth along tht vein la in a even more childish manner. hahaha. damn funny rite?? i think sec one t two were such childish days. heee.&lt;br /&gt;catching L on wed and p.s i love you on fri w qh. it feels so good t hv such a platonic frenship w a guy. even whn you receive msgs like "you must watch w me okay!" and "you want go mug tgt?" for the dno wht time in the week, you wont read too much into it. i think im blessed to have friends who will always be thr for me(: yay&lt;br /&gt;block tests coming up soon):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i still hvnt passed rabbit her bdae pressie gah im so sorry&gt;&lt; after my block test i promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL this thurs, dinner w class after tht, yay or nay?&lt;br /&gt;i shall go consult my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7141105893216611059?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7141105893216611059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7141105893216611059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7141105893216611059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7141105893216611059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/four-familiar-faces-and-one-new-one.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R8FJTwIgkNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/tVgZ6e7s4ZM/s72-c/DSC01915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7276564933624870486</id><published>2008-02-23T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:02:06.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im just so bloody tired&lt;br /&gt;and upset.&lt;br /&gt;with this entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;i'd give anything t hv a shoulder here next to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;come back..pls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7276564933624870486?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7276564933624870486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7276564933624870486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7276564933624870486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7276564933624870486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-just-so-bloody-tired-and-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-756559924599418652</id><published>2008-02-19T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:01:12.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;回忆犹如摩天轮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;绕心里转啊转&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我把最后的依恋折成纸飞机&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;试着将它遗忘在云朵里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不见了 不见了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱琴海里丢了魂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱芙罗黛蒂都出了神&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;世上从此多了个空壳人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;下台了 下台了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;帘幕垂下就曲终人散&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;贾宝玉该到观众席了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;谁知黛玉泪落似秋桐？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;沉鱼落雁终归零&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;花开花谢又几回？&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于又能写得出东西了， 心力舒畅了些，不再那么闷。字里行间流露出的情绪应该&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不太难捉摸吧，都挺浅白的。最近爱上了kenny G 的首首乐曲。我闷骚的有点离谱，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;快到人格分裂的程度了。哈哈。好久好久没接触华文了 都有些生疏了，太久没动笔的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;关系吧。说真的我有些鄙视那些黄皮肤黑头发却自认是红毛人的可怜虫。你看不起自&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;己的祖先， 觉得华文华语属于劣品，难道就能把自己变成一个名副其实的洋人了吗？ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就算你一句华语都不会，英语流利得不得了，你真的天真到以为洋人会把你当自己人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;吗？ 少自欺欺人了。最可笑的是有些人把自己华文烂到掉渣当作一件引以为荣的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;情。拜托，去照照镜子好不好，只要在一个视力正常不患色盲的人眼里你永远是个黄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;种人，除非你想来个迈克杰逊。以前在圣公会这种想法从来没有这般的根深蒂固，但&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;圣初却令我大开眼界。当然，以上全然只是我个人的观点。累了累了。。用脑过度。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/大脑正在重新组装为修中。请勿打扰/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;不可思议你竟然读完了些乱七八糟的文字。&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/29500451-756559924599418652?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/756559924599418652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=756559924599418652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/756559924599418652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/756559924599418652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/kenny-g.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4320647845145816288</id><published>2008-02-15T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T07:57:14.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm i talked t roy for the past hr just now. kinda straightened out some thots and made some silly resolutions hahahah. yeah la i guess i shdnt be so stubborn/nonchalant/overly head strong over such things huh. it prolly gives the wrong idea tht im so independent and strong i can handle everything and anything that comes along without needing any support. which is like so not true. it only depends on whether th grl is willing t show her more vulnerable side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_____________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thot thr'd be tons of things i wanna blog abt. but sudd im sick of reporting my life who i went out with wht i ate/did/said/happened etc. plus J2 life is not suitable for hedonists. okay i dont think im one tho. i promptly plonked on my bed and slept for 3 hrs str8 after i reached home today. was so so so tired out. was supposed t go study w qh initially. no acty wanted t go bugis then felt too lazy so changed t mugging session before i decided tht even if i went i'd fall asleep at macs. nxt week is orchard week! anyone wanna date me?ahemahem audreyahemtan. i got asked a funny qns today again. assumptions assumptions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4320647845145816288?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4320647845145816288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4320647845145816288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4320647845145816288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4320647845145816288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmm-i-talked-t-roy-for-past-hr-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6158107977884834716</id><published>2008-02-14T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T03:25:06.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgomgomgomgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;I STEPPED ON A FREAKING LIZARD.&lt;br /&gt;I STEPPED ON A FREAKING LIZARD.&lt;br /&gt;I STEPPED ON A FREAKING LIZARD.&lt;br /&gt;I STEPPED ON A FREAKING LIZARD.&lt;br /&gt;I STEPPED ON A FREAKING LIZARD.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I CRUSHED IT TILL I CLD SEE THE BLOOD AND INSIDES ALL MUSHED UP.&lt;br /&gt;I CRUSHED IT TILL I CLD SEE THE BLOOD AND INSIDES ALL MUSHED UP.&lt;br /&gt;I CRUSHED IT TILL I CLD SEE THE BLOOD AND INSIDES ALL MUSHED UP.&lt;br /&gt;I CRUSHED IT TILL I CLD SEE THE BLOOD AND INSIDES ALL MUSHED UP.&lt;br /&gt;I CRUSHED IT TILL I CLD SEE THE BLOOD AND INSIDES ALL MUSHED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who know me well enough will understand how traumatised i was. I DONT KNOW HOW IT BLOODY HAPPENED OKAY! i dont even noe if tht toot is alr dead and was jus lying thr on th floor waiting t be stepped on or its still alive and crawling ard until it got crushed by a giantess. at tht moment i was so tempted t throw my shoes away. then i think i was lagging or sth cus it was only 5mins ltr after i entered the chem lect when i started t cry. yes i &lt;em&gt;cried,&lt;/em&gt; like a little girl&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; i dno if i cried cus i was feeling guilty for the death or for dirtying my shoe. thankgoodness not many ppl noticed. how embarrassing. tht was enough t screw my vday. but ahwell i received flowers! THANKEW LOVLIES(: but qh said he din receive mine!!!!! ahh waste money=/&lt;br /&gt;anyways went ws t meet up w zx after tht. hee. he treated me t ben&amp;amp;jerry's! oh wht a sinful day with way too much chocolates and icecream. cldnt stay for dinner tho cus of maths test the nxt day. baahhh. still he was nice enough t come all the way t ws. heh. my class surprisingly gave me a break frm bugging me abt someone today. of all days! hahahah im more than glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay other than the $%&amp;amp;$%*^%( encounter today, 'twas a happy vday!&lt;br /&gt;rabbit yre 18!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6158107977884834716?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6158107977884834716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6158107977884834716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6158107977884834716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6158107977884834716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/omgomgomgomgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4047938290053259740</id><published>2008-02-12T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T07:45:25.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;you learn sth new everyday. today i learnt tht when you sleep during lectures in the folding your arms way w a pen in your hand(just in case you woke up in time t copy down sth, or simply trying t look studious while you sleep) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REMEMBER! TO CAP YR PEN!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lest you wanna end up like me with blotches of pen ink stained on the white school blouse that cannot be removed no matter how much bleach i poured:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gah. thurs is my latest day ending only at 4 and last period is pe which wld stink me up make me all sweaty and sticky. howto go out like that you tell me???! smelly valentines-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i decided t be more practical. i shall start saving for my condo when i start work official nxt year. so..it means tht i can still spend some money on my wants this year. teehee. currently my wants is still at 218 bucks in all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh anw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; FRIENDSHIP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;WEEK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am beginning t realise t good of organic chem now tht ive got on t chemical equilibria. hohums. &amp;amp;smiles.sg btr deliver the flowers i sent if not i shall demand refund!!. like last yr whn im supp t get 2 flowers and ended up receiving NONE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just in case i wont be online on thurs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;M18 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;RABBIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&amp;amp;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; VALENTINES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one hr ltr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg my stomach feels quesy. i feel like puking&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;你终于幸福了!:D&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/29500451-4047938290053259740?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4047938290053259740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4047938290053259740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4047938290053259740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4047938290053259740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-learn-sth-new-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4136190849806783227</id><published>2008-02-10T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:56:09.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67NaQIgkLI/AAAAAAAAANo/BVE-bohAlw8/s1600-h/trio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165291673531486386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67NaQIgkLI/AAAAAAAAANo/BVE-bohAlw8/s320/trio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67M2gIgkHI/AAAAAAAAANI/D0y1afB3FuE/s1600-h/DSC01611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165291059351162994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67M2gIgkHI/AAAAAAAAANI/D0y1afB3FuE/s320/DSC01611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67M2wIgkJI/AAAAAAAAANY/1KUgcCW2_bI/s1600-h/DSC01622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165291063646130322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67M2wIgkJI/AAAAAAAAANY/1KUgcCW2_bI/s320/DSC01622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; slumberpaaartaye at luohui's ! :DDD messy hairdo late night fridge raid and finally slping at 430 in th morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67M3AIgkKI/AAAAAAAAANg/Eske7Np_nSs/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165291067941097634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67M3AIgkKI/AAAAAAAAANg/Eske7Np_nSs/s320/DSC01656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the much needed break is over!)):&lt;br /&gt;now its back t vectors and and all tht crap/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean seriously la, i hv no idea how learning vectors wld benefit me in being a banker or sth. and omg la even tho i love dumplings eating them for 3 days straight is abit over huh. mum's students came over today t visit and lunched here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh im gna start saving for sth now. hahahhaha. i think i'd be th first. yepp.. im saving for a ...condo! hahahhaha coool rite?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so noww.. cannot anyhow spend money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. anw tht day was waiting for bus w ff t go t luohui's hse then we met qh! hahah cus he was waiting for bus t go his aunty's hse. THEN, my mum called me ask me go home change(?!?!?!?!?!?) cus she say cannot wear so casual (tee and shorts) but i was gg her hse t sleep! zzz so t appease her i went back t change lo and dragged qh along too. heh. i think ff was ready t kill me cus we waited for bus for sooo long. and qh was vv vv vv late for dinner. ooops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay t end off i shall show you all this super cute doctor in the drama "snow queen" i present t you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165302561273581762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67XUAIgkMI/AAAAAAAAANw/0BDaDbvbkHM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im Ju Hwan! but this is not a nice pic la. hahah for once someone so cute like him isnt the nua nua emo type in th show. which made him even more charming! omgah i feel so childish! hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okaaay ciao peeeps(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4136190849806783227?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4136190849806783227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4136190849806783227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4136190849806783227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4136190849806783227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/slumberpaaartaye-at-luohuis-ddd-messy.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R67NaQIgkLI/AAAAAAAAANo/BVE-bohAlw8/s72-c/trio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6386681614942625474</id><published>2008-02-07T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:04:54.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heeeheeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;gathering ytd with the bunch of ppl. pictures nxt post cus im at someone else's hse now. then ltr, movie w luohui followed by sleeepover ! /think juicy gossips, sing till th neighbours complain, camwhoring, giggling over nth, goes gaga over jaychou heeehaw! omgzzz all the new year goodies are making me fatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i hv this special ability. i can like somehow brainwash myself into thinking tht i (shd) like this person and wala! i will like tht person. like its some switch or sth. pretty amazing i think. so..does it mean it works the other way round too? heh.. i shd try psychoing myself tht i dont like someone and see if it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;and im never gonna buy non cotton stockings anymore. bloody..freaking 13.90 bucks and its tearing the second time i wear it. gaaah. i'll definitely get topshop's the nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lil toots are bugging for cartoon net work.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6386681614942625474?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6386681614942625474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6386681614942625474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6386681614942625474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6386681614942625474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/heeeheeeheee.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-377955009239315784</id><published>2008-02-06T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T01:32:28.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee! today is a happy day spent w happy ppl! supposed t go back t ah but the lo hei(?) comp dragged till quite late and by th time im done waiting for wt its like 12 ?? he really lives up t his name man. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so... we decided t go t tm instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took 10 mins t decide whr t eat and finally settled for foodcourt. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163793863788051250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6l7KQBtuzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jObyNwGF89c/s320/DSC01600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163793876672953154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6l7LABtu0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ADvkvExR6Tg/s320/DSC01599+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163793880967920466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6l7LQBtu1I/AAAAAAAAANA/nF8la8HxpD8/s320/DSC01599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;whrs wt?? hes the photographer lo. heh. then had t rush home cus mum called. and whoa i had dinner at 3 plus?? lunch at 1plus.__.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH btw! roy said i look skinnier/insert *squeals!*/heehee but i told him he was hallucinating. but i DID try t cut down on my food intake. nodsnods. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i din get t see my fav tchers in the whole world today): next time next time. wait till i get back my A levels results and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hopefully)&lt;/span&gt; go back t see them happily^^ wahahaha chuchu is feeling so high now. must be the drink i had just now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR WORLD! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im full of Love :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou! teehee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-377955009239315784?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/377955009239315784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=377955009239315784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/377955009239315784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/377955009239315784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/wheeee-today-is-happy-day-spent-w-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6l7KQBtuzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jObyNwGF89c/s72-c/DSC01600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-5186902134578927010</id><published>2008-02-05T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T05:43:18.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i realised how envious i am of roy.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i finally met up with ....justyne!!!&lt;br /&gt;like zomg after one million years. hahahaha. we walked ard ate walk somemore talk somemore and time just zoomed by. no sweeney for her tho):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tmr im gg back t my beloved sec school see all my lovely frens. hahahaha. if only i dont hvta go sa tmr... haha. oops.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shd start spring cleaning my room soon before my mum starts nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;why am i always not contented?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;i know i shd be happy now and all or at least satisfied but..im not. urh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;chuchuu!!!.. you shd thank God and count yr blessings instead of wanting sth else. like i.e. you can start w not taking people for granted. its high time you learn how t treasure. and not regret next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5186902134578927010?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5186902134578927010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5186902134578927010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5186902134578927010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5186902134578927010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-i-realised-how-envious-i-am-of.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-8889390401287777926</id><published>2008-02-02T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T04:59:28.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okay btr now((:&lt;br /&gt;piccys shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162351549345544706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbYgBtugI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_tMsRKXYDtg/s320/DSC01553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RdlABtuoI/AAAAAAAAALY/207lMDKEweo/s1600-h/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162358279559297762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RhgQBtuuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/CbQYpr-PsmI/s320/DSC01422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RdlwBtupI/AAAAAAAAALg/7okqZruFC1M/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162353976002067090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RdlwBtupI/AAAAAAAAALg/7okqZruFC1M/s320/DSC01427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RdmQBtuqI/AAAAAAAAALo/wR0HW7vR-2U/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162353984592001698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RdmQBtuqI/AAAAAAAAALo/wR0HW7vR-2U/s320/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RdmwBturI/AAAAAAAAALw/sDMgmhDjlBA/s1600-h/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162353993181936306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RdmwBturI/AAAAAAAAALw/sDMgmhDjlBA/s320/DSC01432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RcKABtulI/AAAAAAAAALA/f8ugMGNOSbY/s1600-h/DSC01442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162352399749069394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RcKABtulI/AAAAAAAAALA/f8ugMGNOSbY/s320/DSC01442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RcKgBtumI/AAAAAAAAALI/0qQtBe1KS-Y/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162352408339004002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RcKgBtumI/AAAAAAAAALI/0qQtBe1KS-Y/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbYwBtuhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_B4sgV62zHk/s1600-h/DSC01525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162351553640512018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbYwBtuhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_B4sgV62zHk/s320/DSC01525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbZABtuiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lmv1uVoIhE/s1600-h/DSC01524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162351557935479330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbZABtuiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lmv1uVoIhE/s320/DSC01524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbZQBtujI/AAAAAAAAAKw/51neF6BfKyg/s1600-h/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162351562230446642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbZQBtujI/AAAAAAAAAKw/51neF6BfKyg/s320/DSC01435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbZgBtukI/AAAAAAAAAK4/isY_b8v5Ui0/s1600-h/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162351566525413954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbZgBtukI/AAAAAAAAAK4/isY_b8v5Ui0/s320/DSC01439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYuQBtubI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Zmdfz2MqxgE/s1600-h/DSC01572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162348624472816050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYuQBtubI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Zmdfz2MqxgE/s320/DSC01572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYugBtucI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KDmbevly4Vg/s1600-h/DSC01571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162348628767783362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYugBtucI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KDmbevly4Vg/s320/DSC01571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we all love Mr. Ronald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYuwBtudI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZWMezSpmDgA/s1600-h/DSC01566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162348633062750674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYuwBtudI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZWMezSpmDgA/s320/DSC01566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYvABtueI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OmAi4QJ3J2k/s1600-h/DSC01558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162348637357717986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYvABtueI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OmAi4QJ3J2k/s320/DSC01558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYvQBtufI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/biGzx2GBVM4/s1600-h/DSC01555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162348641652685298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RYvQBtufI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/biGzx2GBVM4/s320/DSC01555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1.2.3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh i dno why but blogspot seems t think enough piccys for th day): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant seem t upload them. fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw grls night out was absolute fab!! the food was okay tho haha but still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can hardly see smiles so true like those(points t above) in sa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fabulaso 4awsome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flavour of the day: vintage. &lt;/div&gt;next time, billy bombers(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we spent the whole dinner talking about some totally lamesht stuff and, LMAO, some obscene &amp;amp;ludicrous sht. oh and whn yt saw the pic of kenneth and said tht he looks like wt, drey's face was a classic! HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay anw, went shopping w mum today. zzz. 'nuff said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then on th way home i was waiting outside ws while she went t get some groceries and wala! this boy puked, &lt;em&gt;several times,&lt;/em&gt; right infront of me. ohmygah. i almost died and join w him puking. i cld see the process of it being produced and the sound and image remains like megapix8.0 in my head even now. eeeww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Dot finally came today &lt;em&gt; (phew!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my new nerd/studious/chic specs(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! &amp;amp;im over &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; phase. heehee. thankGod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cus if yre not gonna reciprocate my efforts, then..so be it/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;'tis the month of Love(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;can you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-8889390401287777926?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/8889390401287777926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=8889390401287777926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8889390401287777926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8889390401287777926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay-btr-now-piccys-shall-we-ahh-i-dno.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R6RbYgBtugI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_tMsRKXYDtg/s72-c/DSC01553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-2812885384663984372</id><published>2008-02-02T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T02:57:38.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nxt time, dont ask me out whn im pmsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets hope tht i'll be in a btr mood ltr so i can upload all the pics frm ytd and blog abt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-2812885384663984372?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/2812885384663984372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=2812885384663984372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2812885384663984372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2812885384663984372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/02/nxt-time-dont-ask-me-out-whn-im-pmsing.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-8295925353092790371</id><published>2008-01-31T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T05:56:38.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY 200TH POST poppycock!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went out shopping w audreytan ytd. failed attempt tho on my side tho. tht woman just ended up spending close t 100bucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. look at wht not dancing did t me. last time i cld do like 29 incline pull ups in 30 seconds(ang hving jinghui call me a freak cus of tht, gosh thts one proud moment) and now... ... ... i cant even bring myself t say it. damn it laaaa D: after A's im gonna take up lessons! &amp;amp;my dad said hes gonna start teaching me abt stocks and investments and whtnots aft A's, get my driving license, GETAJOB. hahahah packed packed. &amp;amp;now.......pheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!i cant wait for tmr. jap buffet with my fav darlings(xoxoxoxo&lt;33).&lt;br /&gt;bye. im off t tackle differentiation eqn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i just got called mum.__.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-8295925353092790371?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/8295925353092790371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=8295925353092790371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8295925353092790371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8295925353092790371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-200th-post-poppycock-went-out.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-148714814545876173</id><published>2008-01-26T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T06:12:14.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;shtshtshtshtsht. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohno.ohno.ohno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhhhhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can like that??..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why am i feeling all paranoid/&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jealous(!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/ on tenterhooks over one word???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;urgh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay but at least now i know for sure that i am able t contain more than one emotion, per nanosec. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chuchu yre dead. screwed. goner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damnsht. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i slept frm 6 last night right after dinner till 7 plus this morn. bliss((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i fell asleep during my gp msa(for non sa ppl, aka lect test) while looking for summary points. apparently acc t km, i just sat straight without moving for 5 mins. i/fell/asleep/during/a/freaking/gp/test/thats/gonna/get/recorded/&amp;amp;/shown/in/a/report/slip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH/MY/GOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imy.imy.imy.&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/29500451-148714814545876173?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/148714814545876173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=148714814545876173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/148714814545876173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/148714814545876173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/shtshtshtshtsht.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6072351754867201960</id><published>2008-01-24T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T21:37:56.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me: 我是很传统的好不好&lt;br /&gt;yuchuan: 哈哈！你传统？那我不是变古董？！&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! he says the stupidest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloooo i hv 2and half hrs of break and since today is fri...heeeheeee.  ytd was like the official unglam day or sth.&lt;br /&gt;1. was at the cafe w yunguan and yuchuan then yg was commenting on how ugly this grl was sitting right infront of us, and shes sitting right opp a guy. so i asked yuchuan wht he wld do if hes the guy sitting opp the grl and while we were still on the topic of being demure and all i got abit hyped up and spilled my cup of pear and apple juice on myself, bag and abit on yc. accccck. so yuchuan was thr laughing away at how ladylike i was-.-&lt;br /&gt;2. after pe was super shagged. then while walking down the steps of the gallery i almost fell flat piak. people legs short wht the the steps so high plus im alr half dizzy so...yaa...&lt;br /&gt;3. actually dont hv alr..but haha 2 enough la huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaaay, the prev post was kinda emo-ish la but ohwell. somethings are better left unsaid i guess. i think i hvnt been really emo eversince last yr end march early april due to some..reasons. haha. but ive got over that too and we're still close frens now, so yay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's results came out ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up w audreytan ltr finally! cantwaitcantwait! ive got so much t tell you woman! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;yg says im too dreamy yh says im too practical. i hv no idea myself. i hv this love-hate r/s w my class. ohmygah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time t catch some sleep now(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6072351754867201960?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6072351754867201960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6072351754867201960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6072351754867201960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6072351754867201960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-yuchuan-lols-he-says-stupidest.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1662520752399684508</id><published>2008-01-24T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T06:32:11.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly heard the song we used for kNOw drugs competition 2006. I miss ahs dance society. all the torturous dance sessions that leaves us limping for the next few days and bitching sessions. gone. never coming back, ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;blogged quite alot, then realised tht contents inappropriate for this public blog. so hons, here pls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clairvoyance-y.livejournal.com/2119.html"&gt;http://clairvoyance-y.livejournal.com/2119.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chuchu is going crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1662520752399684508?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1662520752399684508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1662520752399684508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1662520752399684508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1662520752399684508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/suddenly-heard-song-we-used-for-know.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7817733458635227592</id><published>2008-01-23T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:08:19.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need a short break from organic chem. im going crazy... and the drilling inside my head isnt helping. argh.&lt;br /&gt;today's econs was a flop. cus i hvnt been reading newspapers eversince... my gsc ended. so whn the qns asked abt the recent policy to help solve market failure in the healthsector, my mind bacame as blank as the display board in our homeroom. cant even come up with any crap.. ended up writing abt the 3Ms-.- which is like far frm recent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeelp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;argh chuchu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you shd not be haboring such distracting thoughts now. stop it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is one hellish week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im currently in love with this author:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;饶雪漫!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha one day..im gonna read and collect all her books which is like over 50, after A's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im shall go china and buybuybuy. wahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e-books are simply too hard on my poor eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i am suffering from 交替性暴食厌食症 just that i hvnt reached the extreme case like 莫醒醒。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay im very sure you'd be ??? now rite? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arghh..headache. nowadays its either headache or giddy.. so pissifying. anemia and its not even the time of the month yet. rawrs. coffee is not working anymore..howhow?.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back to how nucleophiles carry out backside attacks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7817733458635227592?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7817733458635227592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7817733458635227592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7817733458635227592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7817733458635227592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-need-desperate-short-break-from.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4935485205723725100</id><published>2008-01-20T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T02:08:40.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R5MVFYtlvRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DqNQFV8WL5Y/s1600-h/DSC01105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157489180546546962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R5MVFYtlvRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DqNQFV8WL5Y/s320/DSC01105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOLIN WANG ZHUOLIN the cute lil toddler who loves to run around trying t plant a kiss on me! hahahaha shes acting demure so whts w the toy sword?? wahahahaha. her face reminds me of mochi so tempting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;我终于还是喜欢上你了&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/29500451-4935485205723725100?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4935485205723725100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4935485205723725100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4935485205723725100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4935485205723725100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/jolin-wang-zhuolin-cute-lil-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R5MVFYtlvRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DqNQFV8WL5Y/s72-c/DSC01105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6185920605152137948</id><published>2008-01-19T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T06:36:52.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its been 2yrs minus 65days.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;gaah why is my hair still so rebonded?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went for maths tuition today without moo..someone enjoying life somewhr else ah. so without moo's constant poking and silly antics, i ....fell into a deep deep sleep infront of the tcher. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh days without mooo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so many nice movies coming soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;top on my list: gungfu slamdunk by JAYCHOU!, 长江7号(by stephen chow and this keeeewwt lil greeen alien thingy!), this movie starring fann wong and mark lee ohmyyy and they are all released on the 7th feb which is like first day of chi new year? hahah movie marathon.. and last but not least....L. i dno whn its coming out. but deathnote was no disappointment so i assume the same for L? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaay haha quite some things happened this week but am lazy t narrate them all. walkathon on wed and ever since then.. my class people went bonkers.. .. ... .... saw some veejay ppl hving pe in east coast then i was looking out for ppl i noe but din see any then xz said tht he saw us!omygosh! so ya lo didnt managed t pon the thing..zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mummy said i shd cut down on cabbing. i think so too, esp with the recent taxi fee hike(yes, again) i think the gov shd make cabbing a public good okay at least a merit good thats under consumed and shd subsidise it? wahahahaha. positive externalitiesss..hoho. okay i shall shutup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ran out of coffee:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr, people are coming over and we're gonna hv dumplingss..xz saw that? &lt;em&gt;dumplings! &lt;/em&gt;wahahaha okay my mum promised that after A's you all can come over for dumplings too. hahahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh. i hv dark eye rings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohmy mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wff said the way i walk changed):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why is everything changing? the only constant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im getting so stressed up../cries and tug hair/ i dont wanna become nua nua one ..ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay la im sure you hv btr things to do then stay here no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so..,bye bananas!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hey, thats sweet :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6185920605152137948?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6185920605152137948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6185920605152137948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6185920605152137948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6185920605152137948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/gaah-why-is-my-hair-still-so-rebonded.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-2641768411447891990</id><published>2008-01-14T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:43:18.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"you know, one stark difference btwn you and her is tht she doesnt need someone who loves her whole heartedly, she needs someone she can love with her whole heart. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     --who else, but ROY:D&lt;br /&gt;really meh................................. ... ........... ........ .. . ....zzz.&lt;br /&gt;oh the alleged selfishness of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgz milestone omg.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking like an 70 year old ah ma):&lt;br /&gt;zz drey and rabbit i hvnt seen you both since time immemorial! okay maybe not rabbit(yr xmas homemade DIY pressie is still with me!) cus you came over tht day but DREY! imissYOU woman.&lt;br /&gt;meetups meetups oops im supp t be STUDIOUS. and ohmy freaking bananas today is a monday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it 2306 sgp time now, hello, homework(: nownow, where shall we begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing, nothing, you didnt see anything(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shhhhhh/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-2641768411447891990?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/2641768411447891990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=2641768411447891990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2641768411447891990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2641768411447891990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-know-one-stark-difference-btwn-you.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-374166457966633686</id><published>2008-01-12T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:23:06.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello you lovely things(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah im in a strawberry-vanilla-kinda mood now you see.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;im just gonna /insert smileee/ to whoever that brings tht topic again. haha!&lt;br /&gt;sinned last night. real buttery cup corn cum fries at 11plus at mac. hohums.&lt;br /&gt;tgif!&lt;br /&gt;haha okay no.link. hee. pasir ris ppl are lucky ppl. they dont hv t rush for their last train back home. unlike simei ppl( hor qh?=P) ff and i slowly strolled home yknow.&lt;br /&gt;my moulting season is finally saying byebye oh finally.&lt;br /&gt;am currently trying t sweet talk my mum into writing a letter for me so i dont hv t go for the UGH cross country.&lt;br /&gt;waffle day tmr w wff! fattening but ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for cny! meeting ups and gg back t ahs(woohoooo!^^) most imptly..FOOOOOD. wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;but before that, the horribly dreaded MSA. ahhh. my maths like gone alr. really, i hv no idea how i managed t get my A for Amaths last time. its like ive lost connection w it or sth. smb...heeeelp):&lt;br /&gt;i need a miracle.boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;okaay.&lt;br /&gt;ohno! its pouring now!=no swimming w wff ltr!&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways anyways, this is gonna be one short year for us j2s, so, dont get wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burbs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-374166457966633686?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1014592941143968884</id><published>2008-01-08T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T06:49:36.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apologies if the contents below are not honey coated. you are forewarned, your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say rumors are just as lethal, now i understand. they burn like wild fire,&lt;br /&gt;i shdnt even be bothered by it in th first place. it seems childish, but i dont get it. i really dont. i dont see a need t proclaim my status t th whole world, be it single or attached. whts the point, really. but its really getting t me now, more and more. its crazy. its like everyone is teasing you of the same thing. the same non existent &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt;. the weird looks i get when im seen with &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; guy, whts all those suppose t mean? hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt mean tht when you say sth unintentionally it doesnt hurt, okay maybe not hurt, but the damage is done. &amp;amp;my brain cant help but start thinking whyy. maybe im just a tad too sensitive huh. whts w all the suppositions then?&lt;br /&gt;i miss hving people who understands me): so badly. you know when you desperately need someone, i can only turn t my phone and starting tapping away. the only comfort i get is from a cold hard non feeling metal, thing. that is sad, no?&lt;br /&gt;JC students are supposed t be more mature. i suppose tht was just an assumption along w the (false) impression ppl had of sa."oh arent sa kids more open, more &lt;em&gt;ang moh &lt;/em&gt;to the concept of bgr or rather platonic friendships?"&lt;br /&gt;my theodore chubby assss.&lt;br /&gt;hello, im supposed t be the ahem &lt;em&gt;cheeena&lt;/em&gt; one here hohums.&lt;br /&gt;new word learnt frm qh "FUBAR: fed up beyond all recong" yeah i am utterly FUBARised now.&lt;br /&gt;ugh i shdnt be here on a tues night.&lt;br /&gt;i preempt i'll fall sick on the 16th. allergy t cross countries held at east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just friends, always will be(:&lt;br /&gt;sorry t disappoint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1014592941143968884?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1014592941143968884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1014592941143968884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1014592941143968884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1014592941143968884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/apologies-if-contents-below-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1566254741724315883</id><published>2008-01-04T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T06:29:58.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yre eyes are not deceiving you!&lt;br /&gt;you are seeing THREE posts. hehs and its gonna stay this way cus ive decided t be normal. ya just like im gonna become studious go t sch w a backpack instead of a tote ignore wdv trends thts hitting orchard road mug until my brains self destruct and enjoy no life till the alphabet-that-shall-not-be-named is over.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;do you think thts possible?&lt;br /&gt;nah i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;im sure you all know how bloody irritating it is when everyone assumes sth abt you which is a heck lot of poppycock. then when you explain and clarify they refuse t believe you. its like stuck in a quicksand of supposedly's. so maybe giving up trying t defend yrself is better. but ohmytiaan its so embarrassing at times!&lt;br /&gt;guy/boy(space)friend and boyfriend is not.the.same, like hello.&lt;br /&gt;save me.&lt;br /&gt;/baangs wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont. bite.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, you can hold on to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1566254741724315883?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/1566254741724315883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=1566254741724315883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1566254741724315883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/1566254741724315883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/haha-yre-eyes-are-not-deceiving-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6491782951079619174</id><published>2008-01-02T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:14:56.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh why why why am i here now during school hours?&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;cus i took my H1 last year and now its the cross level H1 period.  SO the WHOLE SCHOOL IS EMPTY OKAY. cus the j1s are hving their orientation and the j2s are well, H1ing now. ohmytiaaan ah. rot. rotting. rotted. laaaaan diao le laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling all th pressure of J2 or rather the big fat A's. like im a peanut in the pressure cooker or sth. i hv exams on week 4 thankew. sosososo much t catch up. the whole chunk og organic chem t cram inside my brain and pray hope tht they stay. so if you all see me online on a non fri night, pls tell me to go away okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. we're gonna hv cross country on 16th. and east coast is like in th middle of nowhere. last year when we had cross country, i had roy t accompany me thr. oh well. it may seem dependent t you, but hving someone thr really feels better. gaahh. how to get thr ah? oops. on the bright side, i get t see my veejay frens! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive made quite a few new year resolutions but heh am lazy t list them here. some of them are really quite absurd haha. such as not buying cleo as a habit. cus it'll tempt me t spend.&lt;br /&gt;horrible horrible timetable. i hv 4 hrs of break tmr. stupid or stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes chuchu will become a hardworking student who doesnt fall asleep on a daily basis. i think i shd really thank God and count my blessings tht i managed t get promoted. tsktsk. no more no more. yupp i shall go cram my carboxylic acid now while waiting for the rest of th school t appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaaaao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6491782951079619174?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6491782951079619174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6491782951079619174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6491782951079619174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/6491782951079619174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-why-why-why-am-i-here-now-during.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7513678375826154857</id><published>2007-12-30T23:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:32:01.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R3iSGVbCILI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5LY29f3pyys/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holynuts!&lt;br /&gt;ytd was FANTABULOUS! hahahahah i think we so rock! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay ppl who came: moo rabbit xin xz wt chris qh roy&lt;br /&gt;haha too bad im not allowed t post any pics cus they contain things which we agreed t keep within my 4 walls. haha! thr was tooo much food. and in th end we played the game "i never..." to finish up some. thr was a heck lot of homo activities going on ytd(unwillingly) hahaha and some truth revealed abt BLAH BLAH BLAH. they made me call random ppl la! so embarrassing. i was supp t talk t them for a few mins and say" i love you t them" and after many many failed attempts they gave up(: hee. so sorry t my victims if you happ t be reading this. christine siying justin. OH and my hse!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150032699825725634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R3iXdFbCIMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/volzZXwu0YE/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;isnt gorgeous! its approx 30 cm in height and its my gift frm qh! haha hes damn sweet la it was raining whn he came and he put this thingy inside this DHL box filled w many many blown up plastic bags providing protection. hahaha ohman i;ll nv hv tht kinda patience t piece this thing. thrs even stairs in it can! thanks soooo much!. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we've decided t make this an annual thingy! like some sorta tradition. nxt yr after A's they will be over for dumplings! yay! think this kinda gathering is much btr than bbq. its more cosy and tgt, haha if you get wht i mean. bbq's are never filling lo. hahah todays my daddy's bdae. lovely childhood frens are coming over for dinner. countdown! hahaha. omgosh cant imagine them in ns. ! like aww the lil boys finally zhang da le! heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, cya!&lt;br /&gt;hv a nice new year and say HI! to TOO-OH-OH-ATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i got this top tht i saw quite some time ago in topshop! the thing is, they put it in a TOPMAN plastic bag instead. like lolls! hahah zara's sales are on too! okay tht sounded bimbotic. hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7513678375826154857?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7513678375826154857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7513678375826154857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7513678375826154857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7513678375826154857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/12/holynuts-ytd-was-fantabulous-hahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R3iXdFbCIMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/volzZXwu0YE/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-5751592598592981589</id><published>2007-12-27T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T05:46:51.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R3Oo2FbCIKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b_8YL3RlkRc/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148644446136574114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R3Oo2FbCIKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b_8YL3RlkRc/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS was how i spent my xmas!:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with my 2 lovely childhood frens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omgosh i went t watch ALVIN and the chipmunks today and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;THEODORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(aww!)&lt;/span&gt; is cuteness man! hes so chubby la! like hahahahhaha damn fat an ass. but too cute for words. hahaha me thinks it shd be called &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;THEODORE!&lt;/span&gt; and the chipmunks instead!ohwells. schools gonna start and im totally not prepared for it=/ last time in ahs i wld iron my uniform loooong before sch starts cus i cant wait!&amp;amp; now i wish i'd nv hv do tht. zzz. pls put me on auto pilot mode nxt year all th way till A's plspls! i think ive played too much this hols. daaaang. haha ive been receiving xmas crads on a daily basis all the way frm 2 days before xmas till now lolls! &amp;amp;ive yet t receive rabbit's): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im broke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahah no link. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciaaaooooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5751592598592981589?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5751592598592981589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5751592598592981589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5751592598592981589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5751592598592981589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-was-how-i-spent-my-xmasdd-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R3Oo2FbCIKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b_8YL3RlkRc/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-2957669529869149998</id><published>2007-12-26T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:33:00.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, im disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-2957669529869149998?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/2957669529869149998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=2957669529869149998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2957669529869149998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2957669529869149998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/12/damn-im-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-7744249014077803655</id><published>2007-12-24T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:16:23.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all. you are only seeing 2 posts being shown this time cus i CANT BEAR T PART W MY 史今史班长! HOHOHO its not becus of xmas acty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i forgot why im here. heh. ahwell. im feling sleepy alr and its not yet xmas! zzzzzzzzzzz i hv t wake up earlyearly tmr t swim w wff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sht, my xmas mood just got ruined. ugh. it seems like ive been running on really short fuse these days. damn sht. oh &amp;amp;im sorry rabbit for making you go ws and pangsehing you!sorry dui bu qi sumimasen!&gt;&lt; i hatehatehate it whn ppl forces their opinions or decisions on me. like dang you. im no puppet okay and neither am i born ytd, so stop trying t manipulate me. alrite i admit i am rather stubborn at times, okay most of th time but wth, just stop treating me like oh you noe me inside out and can read my every thot. gah. i assume noone noes wht im gg on abt. ahhh. this is so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ive moved on,  i think i might just give up altogether. its getting tiring. im kinda worn out by the response. sick of racking my brains t come up w wht t say nxt so as t extend the end, the expiry date., the fullstop. ohwell. ff said she'd nv known tht i was capable of such childish ways. yea and whts all these for? omgz. i'll not allow tht t continue. thts so...........pathetic. ugh. AHHHHHHHH ITS TWELEVE ALR! AHHHH &amp;amp;I WLDNT HAVE KNOWN IF NOT FOR DREYTAN'S MSG! zzz. okay merry xmas then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe yre so bored you read finish. loll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-7744249014077803655?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/7744249014077803655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=7744249014077803655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7744249014077803655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/7744249014077803655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4243925538684690118</id><published>2007-12-23T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T05:51:04.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R25fI1bCIJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yq7jU6R3mE4/s1600-h/zhang+yi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147156029515112594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R25fI1bCIJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yq7jU6R3mE4/s320/zhang+yi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMGOSH im in love w him. my 史今史班长！i think he looks a lil like jet li. hahahha. hes not the cute or vv good looking type but omgz omgz in th show he is SOSOSO charming okay. its like his 魄力cum 魅力and ohmytiaaan ahh. ive been crazy over him since then. and yepp its the exact same show tht i said was crap boring but hohoho i take back all my snide remarks abt it. altho right till the end thr was no single women. but the show omgzzzzzzz. guys shd watch it maan. like prepare yrselves for ns or sth. its so niceNICENICEY. wahahaha i hope all my guy frens will really grow up and become a real man after ns. as depicted in the show. omgzxzxzxzxzx its a must watch. hahaha nxt yr aft A's i shall watch it all over again. i think im gna drag someone t watch it w me. heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were looking at my new phone the sony W580i, its blue and grey in colour,&lt;br /&gt;ff: ya i think this one suit you more than the white and orange one.&lt;br /&gt;me: why leh?&lt;br /&gt;ff: cus the white and orange one is angelic&lt;br /&gt;me: ?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolls. and ytd the most kewl thing happ. ff and her family came over at night then whn they were leaving her sis said she s gna stayover. so apparently her parents dint believe la cus shes a THREE yr old kid. ever stayed over whn youre 3?!?!? i mean she still wears diapers la! then in the end rite, she really did leh so funny lo her parents had t go back and get her blankie and her milk bottle over. hehs. so cute la and so ff got t stayover too. yay! childhood frens are really diff its like we can meet up every single day talk abt the same things and not get sick of it. hehes. i think we're vv childish whn we're w each other. hahah but at the same time i think im really super duper fortunate. childhood frens are frens who can cry even harder than you whn yre the one whos sad. childhood frens are frens who can be so hurt and cry badly when they feel tht you've changed. aww wff i loveyouuuu!muaaaacks!&lt;33 yay we're gonna spend xmas tgt! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i cant wait t see the hse qh made! cantwait cantwait.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho i received dory's xmas card today! hahaha dory is forver dory man. the crazy kukupok irritating at times but nonetheless sweet dory! hv fun in hk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; X&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;V&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;sweet sweet kiss under the mistletoe(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4243925538684690118?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4243925538684690118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4243925538684690118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4243925538684690118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4243925538684690118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/12/omgosh-im-in-love-w-him.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R25fI1bCIJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yq7jU6R3mE4/s72-c/zhang+yi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-1119705410675931774</id><published>2007-12-19T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T02:53:21.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha chuchu is back t normal! haha cus things are okay now, i think. heh. im gonna celebrate xmas at th same place 2yrs ago! carribean by the se aor sth liddat, its super near vivo sentosa and mt faber so the nightview is like oooh.&lt;br /&gt;met up w my fav cow today haha im a hapy grl today, who wont be? when so much money is spent on you? heh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i (FINALLY) got a new phone! &amp;amp;its pretty pretty, too bad they dont hv it in red): but sokay im happy w it all th same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH how can i forget abt the camp?? hahahah&lt;br /&gt;it was FUN. yepp think running ard in really heavy rain. the type whrby you just stand at a dry place and you'll create a pool wet. the kids were lucky tho they got a chartered bus but we, the exco and teamleaders were left in th rain. but ohwell not as if more rain wld make any diff. we're saturated w rain water.&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND thrs this lil pri one boy whos SOOSOSOSOSO CUTE OMGOSH ahhhh. like seriously! i tried t bribe him into taking a pic w meD: &amp;amp;that xz(or issit wt? oops) tried t sell me his pic w tht lil boy. ohmytian ah.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh late nights. poor exco had so lil sleep! i had t camp over at chris hse cus the centre doesnt hv enough space.zzz. loll so imagine 1 grl w 4 guys its like so inappropriate so i begged moo t accompany me she was so nice and agreed! ILOVEYOUMOO! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i sudd rmb during my stay at chris hse i din see his 3 dogs and goose at all. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay camp update nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, i stayed at the carribean w ff and by. WE HAD THE WHOLE HSE T OURSELVES WOOHOO. hahahha so we walked t vivo and stock up food frm giant and stayed up till like 4 in the morn? ff and i realised tht the longer we din each other in this hols was 2 days. like LOL. we see each other on an almost daily basis. like twice per day even. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are weird. they are forcing me t watch this drama w them and its crap boring. its abt soldiers and army and its episode 5 now and i hvnt seen a creature with oestrogen in it yet. doubt i ever will. its that bad i rather go study.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for xmas celebration bbq!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for our new year gathering at my hse w my bestest gang of frens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh if only sch's not starting. im left w all the maths hw and econs plus 3 qns of chem left. daaaang. oh and i finally realised why i just cant click w the guys in my class. cus they are freaking vulgar. ohmytiaaan. its so irritating. haha and of course some other reasons shd not and will not be mentioned here. heh. i still wanna leave sch on th first day in one piece. yala. i still love the ahs gang th most! ohman nxt yr and they will be off t ns. SAAAD. haha thank goodness i live near ws so i can meet them pretty often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im giving the unique-est xmas pressies ever this yr. including a painting and a blogskin. hahahah/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS(or wdv thts left of it) EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'ts th season t be jolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;faahlalalala lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i give myself one year, one year t show you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-1119705410675931774?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-6180227015590650900</id><published>2007-12-16T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T02:19:13.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-6180227015590650900?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/6180227015590650900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=6180227015590650900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry,..&lt;br /&gt;i dno wht else t say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im sorry..but it pains me too to see you cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-5227431064888511278?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/5227431064888511278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=5227431064888511278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5227431064888511278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/5227431064888511278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-couldnt-stop-tears-they-just-flow.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4269852586026091805</id><published>2007-12-07T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:44:27.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel dead t the world.&lt;br /&gt;nth interests me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;am sick of gg out now. but staying at home and facing them is equally bad.&lt;br /&gt;so i usually end up spending the day at ff's, or w ff.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;its not helping tht ppl are treating me like i grew up eating glass.&lt;br /&gt;i think im on th verge of being grounded. funny how they took such a long time t realise tht im out everyday. its amusing how they can make sth out of nth tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soonsoon, sweet escape(: for a while.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4269852586026091805?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4269852586026091805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4269852586026091805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4269852586026091805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4269852586026091805'/><link rel='alternate' 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finally understood(:&lt;br /&gt;im so glad t hv you ff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha bussy but im enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;take care ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-2212677551858722295?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/2212677551858722295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=2212677551858722295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2212677551858722295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/2212677551858722295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-4898799891552127447</id><published>2007-11-30T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:00:12.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg im like sososososo tired now. standing at orchard road frm morn till like 10?!thank goodness i wasnt wearing heels man. okay i hv soo many things i wanna blog abt!&lt;br /&gt;firstly orginal ramly burgers are such heavenly treat t yr tastebuds.its...OHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw ya i started t touch my hw ytd. well done. my days are so packed i have no spare time to just stay at home. i feel so filial now cus i just cancelled work on this sun cus its my mummy's bdae!even if it means less moneh! but sokay she found a tuition job for me, heh. finally fulfilled my promise and brought my sis t orchard on mon or issit tues? loll. manymany strange(and/or) amusing things hv been happening t me. like tht day i was at orchard w my sis, this lady came up t me and asked me whr and how much i bought my shirt for. i was like., uhhh. then at f21, a sales grl asked if my sis was my DAUGHTER. oh goodness. this affirms roy's pt of view that im so taitai. hee. not bad wht. then ytd i called the HPB dental t book appt. the receptionist asked for my ic so i gace her then she said"ooooh st andrews jc, clever grl!" me.. .. ..zz .zzzzz.zzz. ya vv qi guai rite? hahahah i think im such a nice sis. how often can you spoy sis bringing their lil sis t shop? i bought so many things for her tht day using daddy's money of course. she must hv felt so loved, afterall she got her PINK TINKERBELL sling bag frm taka.hee. but she's so cute at times. like she told me a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qns: wht fruit nv comes singly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ans: a pear(pair)&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;love you shrrrimp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moomoo cut her hair and its NICE la! hahahah. too bad my fringe doesnt need a cut any time soon. ff said w contacts and my bangs i hv puppy eyes! wahahah. OH tht day i went zf hse for dinner i had a drink then only after finishing did i realise tht it was hard liquor, 5FIFTY-FREAKING-TWO2 percent alcohol i was like WHOA. i wasnt even giddy. but zf was paranoid and so she din let me contd, had t make do w tiger beer instead): hello, i started drinking beer when i was 6?? mummy was damn cute, whn she saw tht i had a glass full of beer she said" SO MUCH! come come i help you drink some" so she took my glass and drank the foam.___. LOLL. hahahah spaaaas.i feel so prouda myself:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna post myself a xmas pressie(:&lt;br /&gt;im gg out every single day im amazed why mummy din nag at/ground me.&lt;br /&gt;im.moulting.&lt;br /&gt;im.worrying for tmrw. =/&lt;br /&gt;i saw the boyfriend bus today!&lt;br /&gt;i hvnt finish getting mummy's pressie:(&lt;br /&gt;i love daddy too. just that i dont mention him as much.&lt;br /&gt;flames to dust.&lt;br /&gt;lovers to friends.&lt;br /&gt;why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;ahh nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired so i shall go zzz.&lt;br /&gt;and read my bible first!&lt;br /&gt;byeee yall(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-4898799891552127447?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/4898799891552127447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=4898799891552127447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4898799891552127447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/4898799891552127447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-im-like-sososososo-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-8597840927537521987</id><published>2007-11-26T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T05:33:47.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not gonna warn you that this is gonna be image heavy, cus yre gonna scroll down anyway. so, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rEY8FfjXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tSFBkwUHaLA/s1600-h/PICT2219.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thrs this luminous glow ard us. we SHINE you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rEQcFfjWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nkq5pBx7j8g/s1600-h/PICT2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137134111665655138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rEQcFfjWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nkq5pBx7j8g/s320/PICT2218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha spaaaastic. i think i look like an insect, a fruitfly? those w green green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rEH8FfjVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nf1x6IMR2bo/s1600-h/PICT2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137133965636767058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rEH8FfjVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nf1x6IMR2bo/s320/PICT2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're shy laaa. dreytan ate her fish. pheeeesh. moo:draaaagonflllyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rD_cFfjUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GXPLqsSI-p0/s1600-h/PICT2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137133819607878978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rD_cFfjUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GXPLqsSI-p0/s320/PICT2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; drey looks like a bug too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDzcFfjTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fIaMjMYuxXk/s1600-h/PICT2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137133613449448754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDzcFfjTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fIaMjMYuxXk/s320/PICT2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you spot us? this shd be M18 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDhcFfjSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jKb2gOxYBmA/s1600-h/PICT2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137133304211803426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDhcFfjSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jKb2gOxYBmA/s320/PICT2204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres a cowgrl &amp;amp; a postgrl for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDbcFfjRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kth-dDvFSJ4/s1600-h/PICT2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137133201132588306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDbcFfjRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kth-dDvFSJ4/s320/PICT2207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDVMFfjQI/AAAAAAAAAII/u6N7RKL5mnE/s1600-h/PICT2203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137133093758405890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDVMFfjQI/AAAAAAAAAII/u6N7RKL5mnE/s320/PICT2203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg see th diff in colour? it is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; photoshoped and i din even had any make up on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDNMFfjPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GhuM8k-D70Y/s1600-h/PICT2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132956319452402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDNMFfjPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GhuM8k-D70Y/s320/PICT2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDBsFfjOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tVjPWvsbYUc/s1600-h/PICT2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132758750956770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rDBsFfjOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tVjPWvsbYUc/s320/PICT2199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp.so i went out with wff t catch game plan(damn lag i know) then rushed t bugis t meet dreytan. omg i m so happy la! finally got my black heels yay! bought this shirtdress and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHADES&lt;/span&gt;! chuchu is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPPY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;. but her pocket or rather bank acc is .. .. ..anw im working this fri again! sht. stupid fluu urgh. ahh gg town tmr w my sis. so cant go ikea tmr, oops sorry qh. gg up t zf hse for dinner too! &amp;amp;we saw someone on th bus. nono not sitting on the bus but rather his whole face was on th exterior of th bus, he modelled for sth and thus taa his face BIGBIG thr PIAK on the bus. we were like &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OMGOMGOMG&lt;/span&gt;! so im like broke till my salary is in. &amp;amp;ive decided t cut down on my to buy list.i promise i promise. I SAW THIS VINTAGE LOOKING BAG THATS DAMN PRETTY. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not even writing in my notebook/diary anymore, which really, is a good thing. so peeeps stop giving me notebooks(unless of course, i wldnt mind VAIO or MAC teehee) cus i still hv aplenty of them sitting on the shelves collecting dust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz im supp t be doing th proposal now. heeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciaaaao (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is a good day spent who 2 of the loveliest people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-8597840927537521987?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/8597840927537521987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=8597840927537521987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8597840927537521987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8597840927537521987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-not-gonna-warn-you-that-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/R0rEQcFfjWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nkq5pBx7j8g/s72-c/PICT2218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3870717838950288189</id><published>2007-11-23T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T08:17:10.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wapiang im damn tired now is near 12 and i just reached home frm work. zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as long you you dont see someone, denying his/her existence isnt that hard afterall. childish you maight say, like its just deluding yrself, but it works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;anw, lol, dont read too much into it. cus im typing gibberish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so lazy t update on my life. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hols are the loveliest thing ever in jc. hahahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zeeeff, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;. you know wht im talking abt hmm. /pokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohno. so many outings-to-be, so lil time. so lil money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can you believe it? my dinner today was 3 breadtalk bread stuffed down my throat in less than 10 mins. talk abt proper meal. &amp;amp;my lunch was maggie mee. woowee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sht it 0001 and my stomach is growling. apparently 3 bread a couple of hrs ago cant appease it. nonono. self-control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dreaming is tiring. makes me feel as tho ive nv acty slept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went high just now on th train and drove qh mad. hahahah. still, i made him accompany me t pasir ris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna BZZZ him whn i go ikea. BZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh lets see:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-shopping w my sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-shopping w my mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-outing w jiedd gerry chiam(long overdue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-kbox w chaaanxi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-cupcakes w aliiiiiii &amp;amp;chaaanxi(?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-shopping for xmas pressie at ikea w qh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-bmt easties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-bmt lunch w seniors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-buy pressie for qyg and melissa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OUTING W THE DARLINGS! PICNIC/SENTOSA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHOPPING W YOU ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg. i cant believe we've hardly met up during the hols. dreytanrp, whn are we gna shop for bikinis?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;all these neeeds Money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so thats why im working so hard slogging my ass off t earn the M word. plus im tryimg t bribe my parents hoax them wdv into giving me more M. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhhh stop churning!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ugh. im gonna go slp. before my stomach wins and i start raiding the fridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodnights, i mean morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good day=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3870717838950288189?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3870717838950288189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3870717838950288189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3870717838950288189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3870717838950288189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/11/wapiang-im-damn-tired-now-is-near-12.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-8942288319353432184</id><published>2007-11-20T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:18:07.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kek sim ahhhhh!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-8942288319353432184?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/8942288319353432184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=8942288319353432184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8942288319353432184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/8942288319353432184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/11/kek-sim-ahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3003694021732276542</id><published>2007-11-17T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T08:24:08.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wff fell down today. poor thing:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133828782144064722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/Rz8GE8FfjNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-SBPfsLK6RA/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our SWEET ESCAPE((:&lt;br /&gt;saw 2 interesting quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Friends. they could be friends, couldnt they?naturally she cant deny a slight hint of attraction. but werent all her old friendships with men based on a hint of atraction? didnt those crushes almost always disappear, leaving in its place friendships that were fun and strong and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;solid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"the melody is like physical attraction, like sex. but its when you hear the lyrics, its like getting to know the person. &amp;amp;its the combination of both."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh so late le. that was like 2 hrs ago? haha.&lt;br /&gt;out with wff tmr(:&lt;br /&gt;ahh im so broke. anyone wanna donate t the help-chuchu-foundation?heee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3003694021732276542?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3003694021732276542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3003694021732276542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3003694021732276542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3003694021732276542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/11/wff-fell-down-today.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/Rz8GE8FfjNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-SBPfsLK6RA/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29500451.post-3233015337082393679</id><published>2007-11-12T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T04:36:50.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okaaay this are some long overdue pics! hahaha but i promised i wld post them so here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBadHXfxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XzLAzOehxq8/s1600-h/class+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131923698136612626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBadHXfxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XzLAzOehxq8/s320/class+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; S20((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBSNHXfwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ayWyl4Il-pA/s1600-h/pw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131923556402691842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="127" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBSNHXfwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ayWyl4Il-pA/s320/pw2.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my pw grp!! hahahah i was the only nice one who din attack alvin. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBN9HXfvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2k1Vavok-Cw/s1600-h/pw4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131923483388247794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBN9HXfvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2k1Vavok-Cw/s320/pw4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmmm we attempted t look gangsterly. zzz whts dawn w her twist man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBJdHXfuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ybiDQ6UrJB0/s1600-h/pw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131923406078836450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBJdHXfuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ybiDQ6UrJB0/s320/pw3.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JUMP FOR JOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so, UPDATE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day i had my first A's written paper! it was doable ba i would say. but that makes it okay for the whole of sgp too rite? but nvm that since its over alr. so nxt yr, no more pw no more H1! c'mon, envy me((: went t hv lunch with the gsc ppl after that. crapped lots. and yc make me feel like a hobbit liek seriously. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yeah then i rushed off t cine for kbox. was a lil late. haha. ya then before kbox finished i rushed of for this job thingy. i was told its a distributing flyer thing then it turned out t be NEWSPAPERS. imagine that okay like i had t carry my bag ard with dictionay papers pencil box water bottle school uni and eth. with ath plastic bag on my hand with a shoe box inside, giving out stacks of newspapes. and some ppl just treat me like i grew up eating glass. like wah thaaanx. some returned me the papers after realising its a football paper. LOL. i needed that so much man. and fyi, gy and i distributed a grand total of 2000 tht nite((: arent we superwomen or wht? OH of course i hv t thank qh moo chris and wt for coming t help la. cus we were seriously dying with so many things t carry so they came after meeting drey for dinner t help us distribute. gee they are fast okay. thaanx much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gy then came over t stay. we talked till the both of us conked out cus we were really tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a hearty brekkie((: then gy left and i went for this meeting. hmm supposed t go orchard but jiedd was sick so had t postpone it. was late and had t make roy wait. hahahah felt bad cus i told him not t be late on the phone. finally saw xz! hahaahhaha. reached home then ff called and we decided on a slpover! went ws rented dvds and wanted t watch truout th nite. but my mum banned it:( still, we slept at 2plus again. wahahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sun:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched show for the entire day with ff. ate like a pig. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chanxi reminded me last night tht we had maths bootcamp today. i totally forgot abt it! reached at 830 saw tht the num of ppl who ponned was more than th  num of ppl who turned up.zzz. and we, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;decided t sneak out during lunch break! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oops! hahaha went ps and had pizzahut for lunch then rushed off t cathy to catch stardust. zomg its beauuutiful im telling you! the whole movie the plot the cast and the backgrd! iloveit! camwhored with chanxi aft that. im waiting for the pics((: aft that was feeling nice and headed t tm t dine with moo. ate ljs oh wht a pigout day. then i bought this tube of sweets for her as her"first-day-at-work-gift". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my mum went t watch lust.caustion. the R21 version(nothing censored) with her frens today. wahahaha i wanna ask her about it. heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so far, life's good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw, I CANT BELIEVE I TURN DOWN A ISETAN JOB AS A GIFTSWRAP GIRL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dno why too, cus i hv too much t catch up and tons of hols hw waiting for me? this means i hv limited funds this hols! and at the rate im spending hohums., i think nxt month i can hibernate alr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting up w close(old) frens t catch up is really nice. the sort of closeness ard them. hah. i guess it can never be achieved with ppl you only spend less than 2yrs with. you dont even noe their home num!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm okay i shd stay home tmr.&lt;br /&gt;okaay so tuts, cya((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPYHOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHOOOPEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29500451-3233015337082393679?l=worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/feeds/3233015337082393679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29500451&amp;postID=3233015337082393679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3233015337082393679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29500451/posts/default/3233015337082393679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofpoppycock.blogspot.com/2007/11/okaaay-this-are-some-long-overdue-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>anyhowanywhoo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/SEOOgd_E-sI/AAAAAAAAARQ/63ktfLCClzo/S220/20080129202620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_upl326sAPvQ/RzhBadHXfxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XzLAzOehxq8/s72-c/class+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
