<?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-1911586948284304767</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:16:35.389-07:00</updated><category term='happy~'/><category term='craziness about strawberry ice-cream'/><category term='April sucks alot?'/><category term='u'/><category term='I hate the new sittting arrangement'/><category term='omg I am afraid la.'/><title type='text'>wishy wishy~</title><subtitle type='html'>wishy wishy spider...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1366142296876607500</id><published>2010-03-01T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:32:00.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually wanted quit blogging le.&lt;br /&gt;Today is so scary..&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;My sec 1 junior Odelia helped me with the powerpoint and speech.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, tomorrow cannot present le.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Odelia.&lt;br /&gt;I will never never forget this.&lt;br /&gt;Till I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1366142296876607500?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1366142296876607500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1366142296876607500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1366142296876607500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1366142296876607500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2010/03/actually-wanted-quit-blogging-le.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-305939795849821627</id><published>2009-09-15T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:32:12.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too busy to post yesterday or the day before. Therefore I quickly take this time to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday we went to Changi Village Broadwalk. (At first I thought it was a beach but in fact it is but it had a pathway to walk so it is more like going there for sightseeing and it was not designed for fishing). When I thought it was the beach at first I was so bored because everytime go beach and then I dont get to fish because there was not enough fishing rods and everytime I can only sit on the bench and get tanned. (Luckily aunt got a gigantic umbrella to 'remove' all of us from the sun). Secondly, the next day got school so I dont know how to enjoy myself. I dont want school to reopen:( I havent enjoyed myself enough because one week wasnt long and I spent half of the whole week staying at home resting because of fever and cold. Anyway, lets go back to talk about the walk. I was very happy when I knew it was the broadwalk thingy because I went there before and I enjoyed it very much because of the scenery and I always got into an illusion that I can one day live there. Really la, the chalet or house there is very nice. Angmohs all around. And when we got bored walking, we went down the pathway and play with seashells and seawater. After that aunt spotted a mudskipper and then wanted to capture it but failed. Then we continued to walk. We saw a pair of couple preparing the sail into the sea as the weather was very good. Cloudy day with grey clouds. Then I stared at them and then started to imagine myself sailing next time on such a weather. But unfortunately, it rained all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;We need to walk back to the car. And then on the way we were all drenched because we only prepared 2 umbrellas for 6 people. Unexpected of the weather anyway. Cant be blamed. After drying our feet and ourselves, we get into the car and uncle decided to bring us to expo as it was very nearby. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got in, we visited the John Little sales. Not much interesting stuff to look at. So me and my cousin started teasing my guy cousin and asked him to buy some bra and girl clothes for his 'girlfriend', which is unreal. And then aunt brought a dress and we moved to visit the food fest since my cousin pestered my uncle to go. We walked around. Much better than the John Little sales. Maybe because we were hungry and thirsty. So we tried the sample of some food and then finally found a table to sit and eat. My cousin wanted to try the 'shark fin' so we all ate shark fin while uncle and aunt go and buy some satay and popiah and the sweet sour soup. Cousin brought a mango drink. I so jealous la. Thirsty lor. And then I saw Mr Bean. Wow, didnt expect it to be there. And then aunt asked me want drink or not. Of course I say yes la! Then I chose the soya bean with red pearls. I tired hard to figure out the taste of the pearls but failed. And then after drinking 2 bowls of 'shark fin', helping out to eat 1/4 of the satay, eating one of the popiah and finishing Mr Bean, I was bloated. Too full that I cant even walk properly. So after eating we left after buying some Bak Kuah. And we skipped dinner at home as we were full and even if we were not full we dont like the maid's cooking so we found excuses not to eat. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the remaining of that day playing Maple until 8pm. Somehow I find Maple addictive! Dont know why leh. Then one day can play until 15 levels. Not very hard anyway, as it was easy to level up at first. Now 5.30 le, must do homework and prepare for tomorrow's school. T.T Must go study science practical test, maths set test, complete 'scream' and FIND SOMEONE TO HELP ME PRINT THE GEOGRAPHY PROJECT! Last but not least, I must finish D&amp;amp;T by this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done posting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-305939795849821627?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/305939795849821627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=305939795849821627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/305939795849821627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/305939795849821627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-busy-to-post-yesterday-or-day.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4693044410779507076</id><published>2009-08-11T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:02:18.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah we caught a helicopter fish and a grouper in the beach!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hippee horray! Distinction!&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/1911586948284304767-4693044410779507076?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4693044410779507076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4693044410779507076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4693044410779507076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4693044410779507076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-we-caught-helicopter-fish-and.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6698605615880023688</id><published>2009-07-07T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:07:13.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to play golf!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6698605615880023688?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6698605615880023688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6698605615880023688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6698605615880023688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6698605615880023688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-to-play-golf.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1672603760766915244</id><published>2009-06-21T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:36:26.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>现在回想, 有些事是自己想得太简单了.&lt;br /&gt;以前总是以为爱就是一切. 那如果世界没有爱呢?&lt;br /&gt;有些事让我很难过, 但我没有深究, 因为有爱; 但是人家看爱是一回事, 事情又是另一回事! 哎...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1672603760766915244?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1672603760766915244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1672603760766915244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1672603760766915244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1672603760766915244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2187822191161413970</id><published>2009-06-13T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:27:50.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost forgotten that this blog still exist. Just a few things to highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;I saw my great grandmother in the kitchen. She had transformed into a moth to see me. The first time I saw her I very scared because it was gigantic. After that I asked my grandfather to kill it. And he did. After that my cousin thinks I very cruel and then tell my uncle that I killed the moth. And my uncle gave me an earful about that. -.- After a few days, the exactly same moth came and visit me again. This time I confirmed that it was my great grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Next Monday going Wild Wild Wet. Monday is my birthday and to further celebrate my cousin's birthday which is 3 days ago from Monday. After Wild Wild Wet I going to Sakura for a buffet with my mother only. Perhaps during dinner. Quite boring la, but no choice because my cousin they all dont know how to eat hot stuff well.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;One day before my cousin's birthday, 11th June, we went to Singapore Quality Hotel for a mere $10 buffet. I was full like hell because I ate like 3 bowls of ice-kacang with my cousin. We were trying which syrup tasted the nicest and we created different bowls. Ate 2 bowls of ice cream because I thought no one took for me. Then after that then I know my cousin intended to share with me her ice cream. So in the end she felt full and I finished all her ice cream and ice kacang for her after eating my ice cream. LOL. Yeah dessert are the last part. Before that also got eat some other things. But I felt that the food is not really alot and is not delicious actually. So I just merely took one sample from each dish. The Mee Rubus looks delicious but very sweet in fact. The cream of mushroom was too creamy and pepper was added in. As a result I didnt like it alot. But my uncle and cousin were obviously lured by the taste as they had 2 big servings of it altogether.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;And yesterday went to Jurong Point as the Wild Wild Wet trip is cancelled. It was supposed to be yesterday. But aunt was tired as she sent grandpa to hospital for an injection to stop his pain. And seriously, Jurong Point changed alot. It became much more spacious and fun. Ate Mac there although my intention was to eat at the food court. Ordered those usual stuff. After that we went to Begawan Solo to buy the cake. Haha, dont know why my cousin dont like that shop so much. And it turns out that the cake is too sweet. After that me and my cousin went off to Sasa when the others are choosing the cake. Then got 2 salesgirl very diao. They go say something about us and then after that ask my cousin need help anot. Walau, they think we no money buy like that sia. Actually my cousin decided to buy that Gucci perfume on her birthday already lor stupid.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;10/6 I go visit the Toa Payoh showflat with my mother. All the 4 room flat sold off le. So popular. So we only left with the 3 room flat houses. My mother brought the 5th storey house instead because the tall ones are all gone.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Sorry no pictures in my blog la. Haha. Because the USB is faulty.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Yeap and lastly I need to finish up the script for history. Hope everything will come out fine.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;I need to get a sleeping bag for the prefect camp on 22-24. My cousin said he had asked my aunt to buy one already but I dont think that is the standard one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much now.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2187822191161413970?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2187822191161413970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2187822191161413970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2187822191161413970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2187822191161413970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-almost-forgotten-that-this-blog-still.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7357696586015209927</id><published>2009-05-28T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T03:49:30.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday Yuk Sing told me that everytime Ms Sim talk to the school, she would use alot alot of 'alright's and 'okay's. So I made a special effort today to count the number of alrights and okays. And, it turn out that she said 15 alrights and 8 okays altogether. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7357696586015209927?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7357696586015209927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7357696586015209927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7357696586015209927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7357696586015209927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-yuk-sing-told-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2455160728268554314</id><published>2009-05-12T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:13:11.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh I forget to mention about a crazy maniac in the coffee shop near my house. Since he appear there me and my cousins and the maid never had an easy time before. And he was just a worker somemore, but not one that deserves respect and sympathy anyway. Alright the story goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time I went down the shop and then got one stupid china worker come over and talk to my cousin and then he asked some stupid childish riddle. And since I am dont know why so interested in knowing where he is staying in china, I asked him about it. And you know what? He lied that he is from Myanmar and then he lied that he is from Japan the second time. Then second time we asked him about his named and he bluffed us again and said his name was Tiger and some other rubbish. So, from this 2 incidents, we can infer that he was a little 'sot' like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ever since, whenever me or my cousins went down my aunt's shop, he would come over and disturb us. And it even worsened as he later started to scare us from behind the wall. Erm excuse me, is this a form of harassment? And if you are someone with weak heart, you sure would get heart attack one. And he carried on with his harassment by chasing after us when we were on our way home. And one time he ran from the carpark to reach us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally, I decided to complain this idiot to my aunt. The underlying meaning is actually requesting my aunt to sack him. Yeah I am evil. And then my aunt never treat my words seriously lor. She just smiled and then thinks he is joking. But, dont you think he is overdoing it? Seriously I cant take it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last incident happened today. Me and my cousin went to the shop again to buy some stuffs. To be safer, I was keeping a look out for hime during that time. And when we finished buying our things, we quickly walk passed him. He didnt spot us as his back was facing us when he was having his dinner. When I was just about to heave a sigh of relief, another worker went over and said something to the worker. At that time I was already suspecting that he was talking about us. After that he pointed at us. Then that time I am sure that he is talking about us. And so we ran like mad dogs. We even avoided the carpark and walk on a new route. That worker was damn what lor. And got one time the stupid worker hide behind the wall and then my cousin kanna scare by him and so she shouted. Embarassed lor. Then the another worker laughed sia. So damn irritating right? And my grandmother said before that the worker's son is in jail now. Then I was like thinking: Serve him right. Make sure the judge jail him for another 10 more years. Hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2455160728268554314?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2455160728268554314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2455160728268554314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2455160728268554314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2455160728268554314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-i-forget-to-mention-about-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4903908485896528798</id><published>2009-04-24T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:05:39.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yeah special dedication to Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks for your notes of the homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I appreciate it very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you for going that extra mile for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Really really thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good luck for your hmt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Get A1 okay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;During night time we ran to west mall. Is quite easy. I dont know is because it is at night or the atmosphere at night is more relaxing. Ran and only managed to sweat a little. Went shop and save and buy those things that aunt normally do not let us buy. Muahaha. After that go pastamania. Wow, I swear I want eat spaghetti at pastamania. Maybe after exam me and my cousin will go there. &lt;br /&gt;Then aunt called back and told us not to eat too full because she ordered us back to drink some 'funny' stuff. It is like jelly but taste a little weird. Then after that my cousin told me that that is the phlegm of the frog. Then I also want give up the whole bowl after listening to her! But after that my aunt told us that that is just something like bird nest. But it is just made by frogs. Thinking back it still seems a little disgusting. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4903908485896528798?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4903908485896528798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4903908485896528798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4903908485896528798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4903908485896528798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-special-dedication-to-grace.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1037783050071130487</id><published>2009-04-20T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:18:49.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I just realised that I needs to spend more time blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Even after eating medicine non-stop. The idiot virus refuse to leave me. Failed sit and reach. Whatever la. Just that I dont know how come last year can do better than this year.&lt;br /&gt;And to the loser out there: Mind your own business. Can you? I am very sick of doing prefect duty everyday and had to be reprimanded by you sometimes. Please la, even the senior prefect didnt kp until like you like that. And I know what to do okay. Can you just do your own duty and stop minding about me? And one time got one person come disturb you also must care. Dont know for what la. Why dont you request to be ATL? LET ME MAKE MYSELF CLEAR THAT I DONT BE PREFECT TO 受气OKAY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1037783050071130487?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1037783050071130487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1037783050071130487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1037783050071130487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1037783050071130487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-realised-that-i-needs-to-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6564720481309435702</id><published>2009-04-13T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:23:09.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Friday me my cousin and my another cousin go bukit timah eat supper and then order roti prata, roti john,  fish and chip, milkshake and other stuff. Milkshake damn nice. I want eat and drink the milkshake again! Actually very near my house and then like take 985 also can get there. But anyway I wont be going there by myself. And then after eating I kept looking out for Joceleen's house but failed to detact it. Oh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this stupid flu and cough from my cousin. Hmph hate him to the core. Oh please la, this year got sick 2 times already lor. And then both times is my cousin pass virus to me first de. And this time it tooks even slower to recover. Flu from Good Friday until now and the same problems kept repeating. Today not feeling very very well but still go to school. And it is the 13th today you see. Walauwalau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campus superstar. Sad to say that Joselin failed the 2nd last round. But I am still very proud of her okay. And I know the whole school felt even prouder of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6564720481309435702?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6564720481309435702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6564720481309435702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6564720481309435702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6564720481309435702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-friday-me-my-cousin-and-my-another.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7835615311739735076</id><published>2009-04-03T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:54:38.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Yippee! The Marina Bay reservior is the place that I mentioned on march 22. Go check the news man! Hehe. Belated April Fool's Day and a Good Friday to you in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7835615311739735076?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7835615311739735076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7835615311739735076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7835615311739735076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7835615311739735076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/04/yippee-marina-bay-reservior-is-place.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6712892505788827527</id><published>2009-03-31T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:43:29.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April sucks alot?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Posting now, because I heard that computer tomorrow would get virus. Not very sure la, maybe you can check the news. These 2 weeks alot things happened. Like the prefect thing and H.E practical exam are the major ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say the practical exam first lor. But actually the few classmates who did the exam with me knew what happened la. Nevermind, I would do a review first. Screwed the test as you can see. I delayed alot of time. All because of that stupid mushroom which refused to be softened! And then damn anxious sia. Things got messed up. The stupid new H.E teacher came and take over us until school holiday I think. I dont want la. Not because of practical by the way. Mrs Toh fast fast come back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the prefect duties. Everyone was assigned duties. First and second time I did corridor duties and then do recess duty today. At the dont know what cafe area(?) with Xiaoqi and did corridor duty last week with Kaijuan. Chatted a bit also. Hehe. Nice to meet them yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6712892505788827527?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6712892505788827527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6712892505788827527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6712892505788827527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6712892505788827527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/posting-now-because-i-heard-that.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1195593130827878862</id><published>2009-03-22T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:07:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting again. My cousin's father went back today. So I am taking this free time posting about yesterday. For yesterday we went to Marina for sightseeing. Very nice scenery. We thought it was just sea so at first we like not interested like that. But when we got into the place we felt so wonderful to be stepping into that place. Got people eating steamboat de. Omg I am jealous of them last night la. Haha, and on the way we met a rainbow in the car. Too bad the car moves to fast and the trees were blocking it for most of the time. So in the end my cousin didnt took a very nice picture of it. And it was night time, so we couldnt really take good quality pictures with handphone. Regretted for never bringing our cameras. Singapore flyer also there. Aiyo. If got bring camera can show pictures mah. Okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking for awhile, we went to Geylang for supper! Yays! But the place was so complicated la. First time going there. Damn lots of prostitute there la. Standing neatly in a row. Lol. And I didnt even see one prostitute that is really nice looking de lo. Yucks, that means they are ugly. And some of them can even be your ah ma already la. Digusting. Dont know is late already or what. We almost gave up finding a place to park our car yesterday. But then everytime my uncle never give up de. We went around the differents lors for like 5/6 times then we found a place to park. After that we eat dumplings, soya bean, and youtiao and so on. After eating we went home. Then just nice see 爱就在一起.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1195593130827878862?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1195593130827878862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1195593130827878862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1195593130827878862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1195593130827878862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/posting-again.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7455044447771090697</id><published>2009-03-20T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T03:10:10.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today skipped cca and went to east coast for a picnic. Dont feel like elaborating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to swimming. By right, picnic/barbercue should be on this day. But it was postponed because of my aunt. She got food poisoning. I guess. And then when we finish swimming we went to change that time something funny happened. My cousin go to change the towel because it was wet. And then that time I found that my towel also wet. So I asked her to help me take another towel as well. Then after that, she gave me the towel and then went out again for 'I dont know what reason'. When I finished bathing, I ask my cousin she also finish bath already or not. And then she say not yet because just now on her way back to bathing, a naked lady asked her for help with the steamer. She asked my cousin to go out to ask people to operate the steamer. Then after that my cousin went out and tell the people in charge of that. But the people say it was turned on already. But then the bodoh naked lady dont know why forget to press one thing. Then when she discovered that time she fast fast apologised to my cousin. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7455044447771090697?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7455044447771090697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7455044447771090697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7455044447771090697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7455044447771090697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-skipped-cca-and-went-to-east.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3055603293246170896</id><published>2009-03-15T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:23:23.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;But I know I cant possibly enjoy it deh.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Wednesday, Friday, 9am-5pm must go cca.&lt;br /&gt;How terrible can life be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, before going to the school for syf rehearsal, I went to fetch my cousin's father from the airport together with the other family members. Very scared later no time. But luckily there were no delays. So we went home early and just nice I got time to prepare. After that go school then go to the rehearsal place together. The in between things that happened was very boring la. So I will skip it. After that when it was our turn to rehearse, we walked up and then I think everything was okay. Not really scary. And by the way I dont even felt nervous at all when I reached there. Hehe. But it was rather uncomfortable because the pants and the clothing was slippery and then it was like the instrument kept on wanting to fall off like that. Haha. But afterall I still managed to stay calm and play properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip back to the school was an exciting one. Everyone was very high. Yupp me too. But I looked like very emo like that. Anyway, camouflaging my real self was what I often do. Then in the bus, zr seniors are talking about ghost stories. I believe it was all real bah. I was engrossed in listening to them too. Hahaha. Luckily I didnt scare myself so much when I took bus home and walk home myself. Although I behaved like very 疑神疑鬼. &lt;em&gt;Oh, and the chinese orchestra was not the only cca who is so hardworking lor. The npcc people are also very hardworking la. They were still in school when we are back at 10pm. Hoho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously I can say, all the zhongruan seniors rocks to the core!&lt;br /&gt;Especially the sec 4 batch.&lt;br /&gt;I was touched because of something yesterday okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3055603293246170896?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3055603293246170896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3055603293246170896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3055603293246170896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3055603293246170896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-holidays-but-i-know-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4212233375874869275</id><published>2009-03-13T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T03:01:27.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omg I am afraid la.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a tiring day. Just by seeing idle people walking out of the school gate because they have no cca made me jealous la. Haha. But nevertheless, cannot pon cca today mah. Because we need practice our seating arrangement for syf. Tomorrow 5.30pm must reach school then after that go singapore conference hall. I am so stressed la. First time ok. And somemore last time primary school I no cca so very slack. Everytime 1.00pm sharp I can chiong out of the school gate. Hehe. Now, cannot. Haiyo. And I still didnt have the costumes for tomorrow. Shit. Should get them ready by afternoon tomorrow. And must bring $30 for the tuner tomorrow. And also bring 2 AAA battery if I am not wrong..lol. Just for reminding myself in case tomorrow forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports day. I enjoyed myself quite alot that day. Although the results are not really good, at least we got the best cheering award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4212233375874869275?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4212233375874869275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4212233375874869275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4212233375874869275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4212233375874869275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1848470343814721015</id><published>2009-03-09T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T03:12:56.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craziness about strawberry ice-cream'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is fine. Nothing to blog about. But just a little something that went wrong during lunch time in school: After I finish buying my noodles, I went to buy a drink and then left the bowl of noodles on the table. But Jenny was there to look after the noodles so I just went off. After that when I came back, Jenny told me that the noodles was taken by someone else. I was in a daze la.&lt;br /&gt;Walau. Who the hell would take my lunch for nothing? Then after that Jenny told me that the GUY who took my noodles gave her money and then asked me to buy the noodles again. Wth. I was like very unhappy with that damn person la. I still didnt know the reason why he decided to do that but I assume he was just too lazy to buy his own and has to 'downgrade' himself by taking my noodles. Funny right? And of course I had to buy another bowl of noodles la. My whole afternoon mood was pissed off by him la. Alright enough of this lame shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz from Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beside your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy and still want to go back and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person you took photo with?&lt;br /&gt;No anyone in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you considered to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;No. Or maybe I never noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;If it is important, I would donate bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you have a good friend of an opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Good friend? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;No intention to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message says?&lt;br /&gt;Hi. This is xxx from xxx company. (Junk message).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;A game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;9.30pm. But I felt asleep at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you brought your t-shirt that you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Huh? I have not changed into home clothes yet. Still in uniform. It is cold today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone in your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is the last person who text you?&lt;br /&gt;A company's member. LOL. I dont know how that person text me sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. People tagged to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1848470343814721015?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1848470343814721015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1848470343814721015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1848470343814721015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1848470343814721015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-8747692424134323941</id><published>2009-03-08T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:36:35.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FGEOQGHEO[QAGHO[FJI[WQHGRIOGHQFJGIHQTJRPQHTFEJROQGHRFEOQGHERQ! Nothing could describe my anger now. The stupid cousin 2 days ago passed me his virus. So now I had serious flu, cough and (abit feverish yesterday). So sickening right? I feel like hitting someone really hard when I thought of these. And I am not boasting or what. But really la, I didnt cough before in my entire 13 years of life. I always thought coughing was just applicable to those who have asthma. But now I have it myself. GRRRRR. Later have piano, tomorrow have lessons. How am I going to make it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about Emmeline now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. You know what she did?&lt;br /&gt;She cut a bee into half nia!&lt;br /&gt;And then she still say it was cute even she had cut it.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. She very bold la. If it was me I would scream like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins are wanting to learn golf.&lt;br /&gt;Due to influence by my uncle as he turns on the television everyday and he sees nothing but only golf channel.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt jealous them or what ok.&lt;br /&gt;Although at first I did.&lt;br /&gt;But nonono, jealousy sends you no where.&lt;br /&gt;At most I learn it at a later age lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I forget, today is 三八妇女节.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-8747692424134323941?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8747692424134323941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=8747692424134323941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8747692424134323941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8747692424134323941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/fgeoqgheoqaghofjiwqhgrioghqfjgihqtjrpqh.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1992837554697746534</id><published>2009-03-05T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:17:00.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is filled with suayness la. First thing in the morning I very bushuang already. Yesterday had a quarrel with the maid. And then she not happy. Then today she woke up at 6.30 lor. Actually she suppose to wake at 6. Drank milk and went to school. Suddenly my cousin said that the lift was spoiled. Even the corridor lights are off. Terrible la. My cousin was afraid because it was too dark. So I had to end up walking down the stairs with her. And woah, we stayed at 16th storeys. So you could imagine pretty well how we felt when we finished climbing the stairs. Sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, recieved the science test. Screwed the recent retest and the practical. See, I knew already la, retest is just rubbish. At least give retest to those who needs it mah, no need give to the whole class. Then practical test. I could hardly recognise Ms Ellen Tan's handwriting. My geography results were satisfactory to me. Hehe, first time like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate people who act. Like in front of you say you very good. Behind you that person can say you until very jialat like that. Then why dont those people just keep their bloody mouth shut. Refering to the maid. Damn her la. Just now talk to her she dont want reply me. Good huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1992837554697746534?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1992837554697746534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1992837554697746534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1992837554697746534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1992837554697746534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-filled-with-suayness-la.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-5853636176372215653</id><published>2009-02-28T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:04:38.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So siok mans, I mean yesterday. Wee. Me, my elder cousin, my cousin and my another smaller cousin went to jalan besah which is very very near little india. And and, it is when night time then we go there de ok. The feel damn nice la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate the shanghai little dragon bun (translate to chinese please) which is damn nice with the soup in the dumpling and other dumplings and siew mai and mango pudding and egg tarts and other dian sums which I couldnt remember. (Me and my elder cousin acutally want eat ramen, but then we scared cannot finish, even if we share). Then is like one dish of crispy roll only got 2 of them. So little lor. So we ordered again and again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We in China damn shaung la, I go to xi'an that time I visit the night place there and then is like the shop sells a very very big bowl of beef ramen and other stuffs la. Then become like I got phobia against noodles liao. My mother even swear that she dont want eat noodles anymore sia. Haha. But then the dian sum shop we went yesterday is damn nice la. Got air-con some more. I actually expected those kopitiams-like shop. But unexpectally, it has air-con!! Haizz, one of my cousin felt sleepy already lor. C'mon la, only about 10 mah. Then we 11pm go home. Wow, stayed there for 3 hours. Non-stop eating session hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untra long never go to other places at night time le. I remembered last year about June that time me and my elder cousin everytime go to fishing with my aunt and uncle. Everytime go to be gooseberry de. Haha. Then everytime half-way I very sleepy then I just sleep on the chair. Haha. So nice lor. But now aunt and uncle no time le. They very busy with the shop and my uncle is like very tired becaue of work la. Not only this, we last time at night also went to fish the prawns you know. Nice nice, the pond is all those very big size prawns. Hehe, because very big size, so I never dare to eat. Then we give the prawns to our neighbours lor. Haha, we so damn good right. Then we also went to have our supper (porridge) at night in Bukit Timah there. Damn nice also. Except that the other food is cold le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, I extremely miss the old days la. Then when we go home that time in my uncle's car my cousins sleep while me and my elder cousin chat with my uncle about night life. He say last time he very playful de. Everytime from night go out. Then until dawn come back. So fortunate lor. Got one time me and my cousin just want go out see movie my aunt also dont let. Haiyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-5853636176372215653?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5853636176372215653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=5853636176372215653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5853636176372215653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5853636176372215653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-siok-mans-i-mean-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-8690133598256157827</id><published>2009-02-26T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T02:30:56.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to post except for something. Yesterday during CCA, maybe due to the upper secondary house practice la. Then become like no he zou, only sectional practice with other syf seniors. So, while I was like practicing my zhongruan, QY senior ask me want tune my zhongruan a not. Then I say no lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly because I dont really know how to tiao la, to be frank. Yeah. so that's why I am buying the tuning thingy to practice tuning at home. But obviously my zhongruan at home also got problems due to lack of tuning for a long time. Secondly, I didnt know that the 3rd string got problem lor. Because very noisy mah, other instruments also playing. I only practice the fingerings only, I didnt even take note of the sound. Lastly, the teacher last Friday tune for me liao. Then was like nobody go turn the thing on top what. So yeah, I also dont know the instrument how come so pro can zou yin one. Ok, go on la. Then after playing the song of cicada, we moved on to feng nian ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we were playing a certain part, the teacher ask the zhongruans to play one by one. Suay lor. I am the 3rd person to be playing solo. Then the 'filled with suayness thing' came liao. Already la, I am so frightened and tensed to play alone. Then somemore at that time the 3rd string very weird like that. I thought I played wrongly but in fact it is because I never tune my zhongruan lor. Omg so paiseh. Alot other seniors look at me lor. Omg. No face le. Dont know how to survive on Friday. Which is, well, &lt;em&gt;tomorrow. &lt;/em&gt;Woah.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Jenny to do a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Many people done this quiz before le so is nothing new lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Whats the colour of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue-Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red-Our affair is over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White-I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black-I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green-Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Yellow-I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink-Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown-The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt-You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other-I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January-That night&lt;br /&gt;February-Last year&lt;br /&gt;March-When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April-When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May-First of May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June-When you put cuffs on me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July-When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August-When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September-When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October-When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November-When your dog went crazy&lt;br /&gt;December-When I changed the tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Which food do your prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tacos-In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza-In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Fruits-Outside Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hamburgers-Under the bus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad-As you at&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kabob - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wifee enchilada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the color of your shorts/skirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflÃ©&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;House - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;White - Your ring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jenny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;strong&gt;our affair is over.&lt;/strong&gt; I think i realized it &lt;strong&gt;when you put cuffs on me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;under the bus &lt;/strong&gt;but I saw u &lt;strong&gt;carve your initials into my best friend.&lt;/strong&gt; I sure you're &lt;strong&gt;middle-class&lt;/strong&gt; enough to understand &lt;strong&gt;that Extreme Home Makeover sucks.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm returning &lt;strong&gt;your ring&lt;/strong&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;strong&gt;the results of your blood-sample &lt;/strong&gt;as a memory.You should also know that I &lt;strong&gt;told in my confession today about the apartment building.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/strong&gt;, Joey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-8690133598256157827?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8690133598256157827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=8690133598256157827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8690133598256157827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8690133598256157827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-far-many-people-had-done-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7182386997828400329</id><published>2009-02-21T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:57:57.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Blame me.&lt;br /&gt;Hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Dont forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself too.&lt;br /&gt;I started the trouble and everything.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Friday do sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason why some people like Friday is because after school we can do whatever we want, instead of rushing home sometimes. Yeah I waited for Friday as well. But if there is nothing for me to do at night, it is as meaningless as weekdays, finish homework at night then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I had decided to spent even the 2 days (Friday and Saturday) of break in the week meaningfully. Means staying up late and then do something that is entertaining. Like watch the television, play computer, chat with cousin who is still awake and etc. I had browsed through the tv schedule just now. Aww, the Friday late night shows are not interesting at all. Only the Saturday night shows can interest me. Just finished watching a show one hour ago. It rocks ok. 'Ai Jiu Zai Yi Qi'. Hehe. Rainie Yang looks rather nice with the 'mushroom head' hairstyle. But unfortunately only Saturday have that show. So next Saturday I would catch the show again. Now watching a movie. Funny lor. Looks like an old movie, because the background is China kampung like that de.&lt;br /&gt;After so much of typing, there is just one conclusion: 'I want night life!' 我要过夜生活！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7182386997828400329?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7182386997828400329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7182386997828400329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7182386997828400329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7182386997828400329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-56164779328563806</id><published>2009-02-19T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:13:21.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from the house practice. Rot in the computer lab for like 2 hours. Just to go for the house practice. Stupid right? And, surprisingly, about half of the cheers are repeated from last year and some of those I have heard before I think. Well, it was just boring la. Nothing to elaborate. We were basically just repeating what we did last year. However just in a different location. Canteen. Wow. Yeah, I prefer the cheer leaders last year. Maybe results this year would be about the same as last year. But wait, miracles do happen. Pon-ed house practice the day before yesterday. But I dont even felt proud of it. It was very embarassing to say that it was the first time I pon-ed school events. Including CCA. So, should I go for sport heat? Well, I will just follow the trend lor. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh, actually today's post is actually suppose to end at the first paragraph. But yeah, I witness a car accident not too long ago. Maybe 45mins ago? Probably. I agreed that I have sharp eyes and nose. So just now I was the first one in the family to hear the loud 'bang' coming from downstairs. It sounds like some kind of car collision sound. It seems to knock into something. And then not long later I heard a loud scream from downstairs as well. Definitely everyone would guess the scream is related to the car screeching/banging sound. And as I said, both sounds was loud ok. If people still cant hear it ah, that means either their ears have serious deafing problem or they are not paying attention to the sound, though we live in 16th storey. Anyway, the screaming sound seems to come out of the mouth of a teenage. So I stared at the maid. I ask her if she got hear anything a not. She says no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I followed the direction where the sounds come from. And then I spot a dark red large car under the shadowy tree. Yeah lor, so I cant see properly if there is any death or injuries of anybody. But there starts to have small groups of people gathering there liao. So I busybody ask the maid go down with me to see what happening. And then my cousin also came and she also wanted to go. So we all kan chiong go down before the driver was gone and so on. Then on the way, we kp go tell the neighbours to go down see the 'show' as well. Maybe they already have the thoughts to see lor, so they also follow us. When we reached there, the police and ambulance had not arrived yet. But then I saw an old Indian lady holding her arms and then talking to some other Indian guys. I think is her son la. Then the funny thing is that the car is still blasting music when the car had collided into the tree. Then the maid heard from others that the driver had ran away liao. Omg?! How sia? Run with bare foot? Run away in a cab?? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile the ambulance came and they crossed the road and talk to the Indian lady. I dont understand what they talking la. Dont know is english or what. But then the maid understand again. She say the indian lady wants a compensation from the driver. But how? Haha, that's what me and Yuk Sing had been discussing about in MSN just now. Ok back to the topic. Then one of the ambulance staff asked the old lady she where not comfortable lor. Then she say her arms are very pain now. She said she had flew a distance when the car hits right at her arms just now. But she looks, perfectly fine? Really la, if you dont know what's happening, you would never guess the person who is injured is the old lady who looks &lt;em&gt;perfectly fine&lt;/em&gt;. I think she cheat or what lor. Then we sian liao, so we were like 'chey, only like that mah'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, but anyway, I wanted to see if anyone would come to retrive the car back a not. I mean, it has to be removed away from the road. If not it would in one way or another distrupt the traffic flow in that road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-56164779328563806?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/56164779328563806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=56164779328563806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/56164779328563806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/56164779328563806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-came-back-from-house-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3258224890391825036</id><published>2009-02-16T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:07:37.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, the last post is very meaningless. And what I expected earlier didnt happen. So I decided to post something to replace that post. Quite okay this few weeks. Busy but in a very meaningful manner. I still did ling shi bao fo jiao. But at least I didnt fail or something close to that. I started to realise that hey, sec 2 life is better that sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go back china during the same time as in last year. China simply rocks la! I miss that wonderful place ok. When I tidy up my bag, I found alot of things I bought from china. I looked at the post cards I bought. I want to cry la. Serious. First time I become like that. Nowadays people only think china is a place that is so unhygenic and stupid. But in fact it isnt. Aiya whatever, that is what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got spot check tomorrow sia. I DONT WANT TO CUT MY FRINGE OKAY. I from china cut nice nice come here. Then come here they must boss here boss there. Walau. Anyway I really intended to cut it today but seriously I forget le la. So probably tomorrow I will just clip it up or something. Then after the check I will take it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something interesting yo. My cousin managed to spot New Moon in her school library. Nice la. In chinese version somemore. I had never read the Twilight book before. But from past understandings from people around I got the gist of it already. So far so good. I understood everything. Read until the birthday part only. Yupp, just starting. Then I scared I cannot finish read lor, then my sister say never mind, never return also nothing happen one. Really mah? Lol. I dont want sabotage her lor. Later she cannot get her results or maybe later she got fined by the library. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I found out that Peishi junior has a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3258224890391825036?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3258224890391825036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3258224890391825036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3258224890391825036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3258224890391825036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm-last-post-is-very-meaningless.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-5337681955821587188</id><published>2009-02-14T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:29:16.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Cousins no time to see movie sia.&lt;br /&gt;So perhaps next time la.&lt;br /&gt;Maid going off day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;It means we are not staying at home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely one la.&lt;br /&gt;Either we follow the maid go off day or we follow my aunt and uncle go ang mo kio to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-5337681955821587188?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5337681955821587188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=5337681955821587188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5337681955821587188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5337681955821587188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6032408171340697936</id><published>2009-02-10T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T06:08:49.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yayyay!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, like finally.&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my lit project today!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not really la.&lt;br /&gt;Only finished with the photo taking/acting part.&lt;br /&gt;But during the whole process that kok and zhongquan was like so incorporative.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. For the past few days zhongquan was like threatening the whole group.&lt;br /&gt;He said he cant be bored to do the project for lit.&lt;br /&gt;He said he was prepared to fail his lit, art, dnt and etc.&lt;br /&gt;He even said he wouldnt come to school today for the lit project.&lt;br /&gt;But he still appeared with his acting materials.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who had gone to the field for acting today almost got heatstroke sia.&lt;br /&gt;But it was lucky for our group because at the later part we went to the library to act.&lt;br /&gt;And because we were dressed in weird jackets and costumes, the librarian was like abit puzzled for why we were there.&lt;br /&gt;But we explained to him about the lit project and he lend us the little room.&lt;br /&gt;And finally we finished the whole thing yay!&lt;br /&gt;The rest would be much much easier I assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And skip skip the lame parts:)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, somebody changed the blogskin of 2/7 class blog.&lt;br /&gt;That idiotic person please please own up, dont sabotage 36 other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6032408171340697936?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6032408171340697936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6032408171340697936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6032408171340697936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6032408171340697936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/yayyay-lol-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-523970945835940389</id><published>2009-02-07T09:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:41:54.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jinyi, please hor, you are just a &lt;strong&gt;sec 1&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know Yuyou’s temper is sometimes abit intolerable and to be fair to you sometimes even I cannot tahan her.&lt;br /&gt;However I think the fault goes to you.&lt;br /&gt;I can understand that are are tired/bored because you have not stayed back in school for so long before.&lt;br /&gt;So the other seniors had given you break right?&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten how long you have gone for break.&lt;br /&gt;But I think you had been slacking outside the co room for very long liao.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing? Self-break?&lt;br /&gt;So of course yuyou very bek chek liao right, so she went out the find you.&lt;br /&gt;So she had to report to the sec 4 seniors.&lt;br /&gt;She had the responsibility to do that. She had rights to do that. As your senior.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want you to hate her or other seniors.&lt;br /&gt;If you do that your life in co will be very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can self-reflect on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So I assume you are ashamed of what you have done yeah?&lt;br /&gt;So you have deleted your blog hor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-523970945835940389?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/523970945835940389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=523970945835940389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/523970945835940389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/523970945835940389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/jinyi-you-are-too-much-liao-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7961872476606408120</id><published>2009-02-04T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:33:03.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt like some idiots today during cca.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly senior ask me go syf.&lt;br /&gt;I thought no more liao.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know I can make it a not.&lt;br /&gt;Damn awkward can? When senior ask me go to co room.&lt;br /&gt;Like an alien. Could not catch up+anxious just now.&lt;br /&gt;And I am no genius ok.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot suddenly know how to play, to catch up the speed.&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly I can go syf, when also suddenly I started practice feng nian ji.&lt;br /&gt;But I have got confidence in myself, I think I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why why why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why I dont feel happy at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very stress at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, later going coffee shop and celebrate great grandmother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;No fun deh lor, must go bedok there what.&lt;br /&gt;Like last year like that.&lt;br /&gt;Hope cousins will be there.&lt;br /&gt;So let's enjoy yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Because we missed the chance to play together during cny.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7961872476606408120?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7961872476606408120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7961872476606408120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7961872476606408120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7961872476606408120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/02/felt-like-some-idiots-today-during-cca.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1378770106381218510</id><published>2009-02-01T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:57:11.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo! Yesterday forget to post.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming again yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I was hesitating whether to go swimming or not at first.&lt;br /&gt;Because it will make me so tan again.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. But too white also not nice mah. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;You know I was so happy to hear my aunt and relatives say I grow whiter ok.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Senior also say 'Wow, ni bian bai le leh!'.&lt;br /&gt;Haa. I had a sense of excitement because I am whiter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after swimming I went to play golf.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun ok.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you all can go try la!&lt;br /&gt;I learned the right way to hold the golf stick.&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to hold it right.&lt;br /&gt;But difficult to swing it right.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, the ball flew at a distance for about 30m or so.&lt;br /&gt;So happy lor.&lt;br /&gt;First attempt then can like that liao.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle collected 40 balls from the machine.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and my cousin share among ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;My another cousin too young liao.&lt;br /&gt;So he never try playing it.&lt;br /&gt;After no more balls liao we went to drink water from the cooler and then the water splashed onto one of my cousin's face sia.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. We laughed non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;And then after that went home.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided ok.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn golf next time!!&lt;br /&gt;(But then last time is snooker now is golf. LOL. Dont know this time is it like last time).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1378770106381218510?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1378770106381218510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1378770106381218510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1378770106381218510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1378770106381218510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo-yesterday-forget-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6488261969869461223</id><published>2009-01-29T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:10:00.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Try to read finish this post.&lt;br /&gt;Because I want everybody to know how stupid my aunt and the maid is.&lt;br /&gt;Walau la.&lt;br /&gt;Just now was totally suckish.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be like very mean just now.&lt;br /&gt;You know what it is meant be yin xian?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the maid working in my aunt's house is one person of that species.&lt;br /&gt;And my aunt is like very lazy kind of person one la.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, because almost everyone living in my aunt's house knows she can lazy until what kind of extend.&lt;br /&gt;First say my aunt first.&lt;br /&gt;She just now asked me and my cousin whether got put the uniforms into the washing machine a not.&lt;br /&gt;I hate her when she ask that.&lt;br /&gt;Because everytime I will forget to do that.&lt;br /&gt;And then after that is never ending scolding/nagging.&lt;br /&gt;I think she wants us to be more neat and more independent, (if I were to think it in a positive way).&lt;br /&gt;But please hor.&lt;br /&gt;Is not that I dont want to put my socks/uniform into the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;Is just that I really forget ok?&lt;br /&gt;And then now is the maid part.&lt;br /&gt;So after that I heard the maid ask my cousin to put her socks into the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;After that I remembered that I never put into the machine.&lt;br /&gt;But then I never heard the maid tell me to put the socks into the machine.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought she took away my socks le.&lt;br /&gt;But then I still felt abit weird weird one leh.&lt;br /&gt;Because she couldnt be so helpful one.&lt;br /&gt;I think she wait for my aunt to force us to do almost everything ourselves for a very long time liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I go shoe rack and check.&lt;br /&gt;Inside still have my socks sia.&lt;br /&gt;Not only those that I have left there just now.&lt;br /&gt;But also those that I wore yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Because there is 2 socks.&lt;br /&gt;Then that time the maid is eating, so she definitely saw me taking me socks there.&lt;br /&gt;But then she never say anything.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, from this you can see that she purposely like that one right?&lt;br /&gt;She dont want to keep for me is totally fine. (Anyway my aunt told us to do ourselves liao).&lt;br /&gt;But at least tell me first right?&lt;br /&gt;At least the problem is I forget. Not I purposely want to cheat, dont want keep de.&lt;br /&gt;And then I very bushuang.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that my aunt's turn now.&lt;br /&gt;She gave us red packets yesterday. (Not from her la, she so good meh)?&lt;br /&gt;Then she ask my cousin to distribute it to the person who it belongs to.&lt;br /&gt;After that she say yesterday my cousin distribute wrongly liao.&lt;br /&gt;So she ask her to take back the one that she gave me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Say what that one is not my one.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I go check.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly got left 2 red packets in the bag liao.&lt;br /&gt;Wa biang. I definitely got 4/5 red packets inside one.&lt;br /&gt;But now only left 2.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Then I ask my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;I ask her how come she only take 1 red packet then suddenly only left 2 liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then she say she took one away.&lt;br /&gt;I said but there is still 3/4 left at least what. How come now so little?&lt;br /&gt;Then she ask me when I took the red packets.&lt;br /&gt;I said is during that day when I go to my uncle's friend house.&lt;br /&gt;Then I say the people there give me deh.&lt;br /&gt;I said not only one person give me red packet only.&lt;br /&gt;Got a few other people also give me.&lt;br /&gt;And you think what she say.. She say that they altogether only give one.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is not for me de. Then after I listened to what she say, I felt damn ridiculous you know??&lt;br /&gt;I super super want to shout at her and ask her if the money they give me is not mine then they give me for what?&lt;br /&gt;Just give my uncle can what.&lt;br /&gt;She want to take my money just say lor, no need to come up with so ridiculous reasons right??&lt;br /&gt;Walau. Next time I dont want go 'people whom I dont know' house la.&lt;br /&gt;Later same thing happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6488261969869461223?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6488261969869461223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6488261969869461223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6488261969869461223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6488261969869461223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/walau-la.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2249525376852264678</id><published>2009-01-28T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:23:56.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today had CCA.&lt;br /&gt;It is nice teaching the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;The junior that was assigned to me was so pro.&lt;br /&gt;No need teach lor.&lt;br /&gt;Just need confirm with her the fingerings can le.&lt;br /&gt;So good right?&lt;br /&gt;And Yun Fang thought the credits all goes to me.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Gave Yushi her present after CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOPE SHE LIKE IT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was nothing special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2249525376852264678?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2249525376852264678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2249525376852264678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2249525376852264678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2249525376852264678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-had-cca.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-153727451040955781</id><published>2009-01-27T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:10:27.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 初二.&lt;br /&gt;Means lunar new year is over liao.&lt;br /&gt;This year's new year was a really really disappointing one.&lt;br /&gt;Because is like..this year almost everyone in the family is not excited over new year as compared to last year lor.&lt;br /&gt;And this is actually just my opinion at first.&lt;br /&gt;But today I saw the news and it shows that this year got some 经济不景气de problem going on.&lt;br /&gt;So the amount of sms of new year sent out by the phone companies are decreased rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;So..haix.&lt;br /&gt;And also Singaporeans did not prepare themselve for the new year alot compared to last year.&lt;br /&gt;And the more I expect for the new year to come, the more the god want to disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to ah ma's bangalow house to play with those 3 boys lor.&lt;br /&gt;Because the house is big lor, and then got dog there.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what.&lt;br /&gt;They are not even in Singapore this year for new year.&lt;br /&gt;They went to Malaysia to visit their own ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, I almost forget to mention a SERIOUS PROBLEM..&lt;br /&gt;This year's ang bao amount was disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Last year I can simply get 500/600 dollars for ang bao.&lt;br /&gt;This year I only got 120++ dollars only.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma usually give $100 de.&lt;br /&gt;But this year she say she no money to give us ang baos liao.&lt;br /&gt;Because she had invested all her money in her coffee shop renovation.&lt;br /&gt;But acutally in the end she still got give us ang baos la. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright ok.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a money face person.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt matter actually la.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am not using the money now.&lt;br /&gt;Then during chu xi and yesterday I go ah ma's bangalow to visit ah ma and see other relatives.&lt;br /&gt;But then there is like almost no people one.&lt;br /&gt;And ah ma got abit weird weird this year.&lt;br /&gt;She forget is new year lor.&lt;br /&gt;Panthetic enough huh?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So today I went to Serangoon Garden Country Club to see wu long wu shi.&lt;br /&gt;No fun one.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just like last year.&lt;br /&gt;But this year people who went to see the performance quite less.&lt;br /&gt;Got alot Eurasians.&lt;br /&gt;Nice..&lt;br /&gt;Walau, after I watch the performance my ear almost deaf le.&lt;br /&gt;And then got a part where the lion must jump onto different heights.&lt;br /&gt;Then unexpectedly got one lion fell down.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily got map underneath.&lt;br /&gt;After that we go my uncle's friend's father's bangalow house eat lunch and play taiki.&lt;br /&gt;That house got alot poker cards you know..&lt;br /&gt;Then we play a game.&lt;br /&gt;It is sort of like soccer.&lt;br /&gt;But we just stand there then move the stick, after that the players on the stick can kick back the ball targeting the opponent's goal.&lt;br /&gt;Nice game. I want to play that now!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, the food is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fried one.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I am still waiting for the jelly to come, we must go home liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then we are the first guests to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;Usually when we go there the place almost full liao.&lt;br /&gt;We dont even have place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's all for the 4 days of holiday break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-153727451040955781?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/153727451040955781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=153727451040955781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/153727451040955781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/153727451040955781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4221779438405053179</id><published>2009-01-23T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:03:26.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo~!&lt;br /&gt;Today school let us off early.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that chiong back to SAPS.&lt;br /&gt;To see Mrs Ho.&lt;br /&gt;Because of CNY mah.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw that stupid cousin of mine preparing for band practice.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After that at the bus bay there I finally saw Mrs Ho!!&lt;br /&gt;But so many of her ex-students are there as well.&lt;br /&gt;So I cannot squeeze in to see her.&lt;br /&gt;Then when the crowd became smaller, I stood in front of her then she finally saw me!!&lt;br /&gt;But only smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dont even have chance to say 'hi' to her.&lt;br /&gt;She too popular liao. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Almost all students there are like those from RI, RGS, NYGS and some from SJI.&lt;br /&gt;Woww~&lt;br /&gt;And then never see any 6/5 people lor.&lt;br /&gt;Only saw Annie.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I can see Mrs Ho I very happy liao.&lt;br /&gt;So I loiter around after seeing her.&lt;br /&gt;Then I go home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.(Never see Emmeline leh):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.(Walau, you never wait for me again, I hate you. You always very siao. You like that prank me you very happy meh? Just a maid la please).&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/1911586948284304767-4221779438405053179?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4221779438405053179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4221779438405053179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4221779438405053179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4221779438405053179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/woohoo-today-school-let-us-off-early.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3742063857586747019</id><published>2009-01-21T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:44:29.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit la.&lt;br /&gt;Sure fail the interview one.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm 99% la.&lt;br /&gt;I am VERY SURE.&lt;br /&gt;Then when Mr Kong ask me why I am selected to be prefect, I say idk.&lt;br /&gt;Then that time I dk where is IT room 3, so I run around the new block to find.&lt;br /&gt;First I tell my senior.&lt;br /&gt;Then she tell me is at the new block.&lt;br /&gt;Then I go new block.&lt;br /&gt;Dk is 2nd or 3rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw Ms Lo.&lt;br /&gt;She say not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally, I saw Mr Kong outside a room.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dk that is the IT room 3 lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then I blur blur still ask him where is the room.&lt;br /&gt;Then very paiseh lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then inside is Mdm Prema and the MT head of dept. teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I am inside right, I keep panting like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Then they ask me want to go toilet to refresh myself first a not.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Then I say no need la, of course.&lt;br /&gt;I thought there is going to be alot people waiting there.&lt;br /&gt;But in fact I am the only one there.&lt;br /&gt;And it was not yet 4.20.&lt;br /&gt;Then I interview liao.&lt;br /&gt;So scary la.&lt;br /&gt;I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make it deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;p.s (sec 1s are very diao today).&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/1911586948284304767-3742063857586747019?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3742063857586747019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3742063857586747019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3742063857586747019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3742063857586747019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/shit-la.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6998248035206440621</id><published>2009-01-19T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:45:23.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg today is a normal day la.&lt;br /&gt;Home econs suddenly say until possession.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Then later got PC.&lt;br /&gt;After that went home lor.&lt;br /&gt;And I have got plenty to update.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha! I almost forgotten to mention something for 2 weeks liao.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago my aunt house got 'renovation' sia.&lt;br /&gt;(And now the 'renovating' is still going on).&lt;br /&gt;Is not that kind like ask people come then do one.&lt;br /&gt;Is like my aunt just ask the maid to remove those paints that are coming off from the top.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that the maid go repaint the walls again.&lt;br /&gt;And then my cousin itchy hand go help the maid lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then she cause nothing but trouble one la.&lt;br /&gt;In the end the floor got all those paints on top.&lt;br /&gt;Then the maid very kelian, got scolded by my uncle then she must use thinner to clear it away.&lt;br /&gt;(And there is 2 storeys in this house. So the maid had to work extra harder).&lt;br /&gt;And the most torturing part is none other than the smell of paint and the icky feeling of dust under your foot!!&lt;br /&gt;Is like very uncomfortable lor, with dusts under the foot.&lt;br /&gt;Then today even worse la.&lt;br /&gt;When I step into the house and then want take my clothes that time the whole area of floor at the balcony there is like covered with sand or something leh.&lt;br /&gt;Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So of course something happened to the plants at the 'shoe room' there. (My aunt's house got one place specially for putting shoes and etc, so I describe it as 'shoes room'. Hah).&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's plant got covered with dust one day and then she very angry, so she cried.&lt;br /&gt;She say it would poison the plant lor.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, like what shit she is talking about there.&lt;br /&gt;Then one time the maid want make my cousin cry purposely.&lt;br /&gt;She purposely put paint on her plant (pink colour somemore, because the maid was painting the shoes room).&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I call my cousin come to see her plant.&lt;br /&gt;So after that she come and then confront the maid.&lt;br /&gt;So after that she cry until like there is no tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Cry until like her mother die like that. (No offence).&lt;br /&gt;And her sound is like some sounds that birds make lor.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So my aunt come and settle and then my cousin stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;So it means that she is acting just now one.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and because the house very dirty. So the maid cannot cook at home.&lt;br /&gt;Then we everyday go downstairs, my ahma's coffee shop to eat lor.&lt;br /&gt;Last time is like a desire, to go down everytime to have lunch, now is like something that I am so sick and tired of le.&lt;br /&gt;Then the people downstairs think we siao liao.&lt;br /&gt;Because our group so many people come down eat, then somemore they everyday see us. Haa.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Erm, that's all lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6998248035206440621?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6998248035206440621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6998248035206440621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6998248035206440621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6998248035206440621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-today-is-normal-day-la.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3452591911334868329</id><published>2009-01-16T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:09:30.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sec 1s are so cute leh!!&lt;br /&gt;There are 6 of them sia.&lt;br /&gt;Not like last year when we were sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;So pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;At first only me and Yuyou were the ones who acutally choose ZR.&lt;br /&gt;Then Yuk Sing and Yushi maybe choose other instrument.&lt;br /&gt;But dk what happen then in the end they also join ZR.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;All 6 of them small size then short short one.&lt;br /&gt;Like when I have just join CCKS.&lt;br /&gt;Walau. I cant wait for Wednesday to come.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3452591911334868329?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3452591911334868329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3452591911334868329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3452591911334868329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3452591911334868329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/sec-1s-are-so-cute-leh-walau.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4927284971874669442</id><published>2009-01-15T01:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:23:40.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh eh people!!&lt;br /&gt;Got people say 2/7 classroom nice leh!!&lt;br /&gt;So honoured right?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who decorate until very nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4927284971874669442?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4927284971874669442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4927284971874669442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4927284971874669442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4927284971874669442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/eh-eh-people-got-people-say-27.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-221264852550230009</id><published>2009-01-13T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:19:54.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Today is quite a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;Except during English period.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say the lesson today is too boring liao. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then I almost slept.&lt;br /&gt;(Mr Soh gave us sweets leh! How sweet)!!&lt;br /&gt;But of course Lit is a fun period la!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, because we learnt about william shakespeare's story--romeo and juliet.&lt;br /&gt;And the show is fantastic la!&lt;br /&gt;And today something incredible happened sia!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what happen actually lor.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was just a prank or something.&lt;br /&gt;Then still need interview sia.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, nevermind la.&lt;br /&gt;See how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ponyo during the weekend last week.&lt;br /&gt;In the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Because china long time ago show before liao, so my cousin managed to download it.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice show although it is somehow lame.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, of course mah, a cartoon show.&lt;br /&gt;Then the Ponyo is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;And the song also. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Long time never post about what happening in school le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-221264852550230009?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/221264852550230009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=221264852550230009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/221264852550230009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/221264852550230009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3754047080680458822</id><published>2009-01-10T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:28:18.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1999年，有人预言了世界末日。现在是公元2009，地球还是以它即定的轨道运转，坚持47亿年的执著。这真是个神经质的玩笑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;整个世界是一台启动后就轰轰作响，永远无法停下来的机器。我们脆弱的心脏，承受着机器巨大的轰呜，每次跳动都有窒息的危险。有时胸口闷得透不过气，我就开始想念距离现在已经十分久远的某一天。关于1999年的夏天。那个异常燥热烦闷的夏天，贯穿没有MP3，CDplayer, 只有walkman的1999年。每一次的想念都让我感觉到1999年的时间过得和那时的网速一样缓慢。一台转不动的电扇，棒冰，花露水，短裤，脚踏车，全部在另一个夏天到来之前消失不见。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;‘周遭人群的密集程度与个人孤单成对比’，我开始验证这句话的真实度。假设自己游走在电影情节里面，现在应该把镜头拉远。然后可以看见我四周密集的人群，一条灯火闪耀的街，一个孤单的银河系，一整个黑暗的宇宙。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就像，掉进了深不见底的海里，要不停地游，才有机会靠岸。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3754047080680458822?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3754047080680458822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3754047080680458822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3754047080680458822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3754047080680458822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/1999200745-1999mp3cdplayer.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4014257295349652900</id><published>2009-01-09T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T04:49:49.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit ass.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you all.&lt;br /&gt;I try to be selfish here because I really cant control myself.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, when you are angry, can you still be so peace and kind?&lt;br /&gt;I am sure the answer is no.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a big NO.&lt;br /&gt;I know when I sometimes say bad words about others, I too don’t want to say it in front of that person that I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;But, till now then I know that is all so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You angry, you will say anything.&lt;br /&gt;Heck care lah, I will go into the real topic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ass is so hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;She complain things that are so so unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;She might feel that this is a very important stuff, but I think she is ‘xiao ti da zuo-ing’.&lt;br /&gt;Will you cry if you get beaten?&lt;br /&gt;(And that shit just came here, not to find things, but to see what the heck I am doing because the computer is still not able to go internet. By the time I post this onto my blog, it is also time that the computer is alright already. Hmph! Think I don’t know what trick is up her sleeve ah? Ah ha, no way! Because frankly, I also used to find excuses when I am curious of what someone is doing, like I would purposely walk past that person and then pretend that I am doing something else. Not referring to wl ok!! In case wl, you are reading this)!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, back to the ass.&lt;br /&gt;She told aunt that I beat her back last night and then last night, she basically was crying like nobody’s business.&lt;br /&gt;And she is behaving like she is almost vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;Siao right? Definitely siao enough to laugh instead of feeling pathetic for her yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I don’t know she got complain in the room or not.&lt;br /&gt;She very ‘yinxian’ one la.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think she prefect then like very guai like that hor.&lt;br /&gt;She actually can win prize for acting one.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I come back, I immediately got scolded by aunt for beating her last night.&lt;br /&gt;Then she say some craps like I now very violent and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Actually she also same la, hypocrite like that ass.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, I don’t bother to elaborate what happen to her, that make her hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;Then I very bushuang lo.&lt;br /&gt;Is like my mood got a 360 degree change sia.&lt;br /&gt;From happy until extremely furious, and what adds on to my anger is that I am not able to act as angry as I want.&lt;br /&gt;I have to bear everything in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;And like what Ms Lo says.&lt;br /&gt;‘It takes 2 hands to clap’.&lt;br /&gt;What I trying to mean here is that the maid actually participated in all these as well.&lt;br /&gt;Because last night I ask my brother come down watch one very funny movie review.&lt;br /&gt;Then the maid like bushuang like that.&lt;br /&gt;But I more bushuang than her ok.&lt;br /&gt;Because she ask my brother sleep then never close the lights because she reading a magazine.&lt;br /&gt;Then I very unhappy lor.&lt;br /&gt;I buey song then ask her why she ask my brother sleep but she still can see magazine and some more the lights are on.&lt;br /&gt;She say my brother like that also can sleep sia!&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like kicking her to death.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end that ass cry then like almost vomit like that.&lt;br /&gt;Yucks! I am sure nobody would want me to continue describing what she did when she cry.&lt;br /&gt;Then some more she take my things without permission sia.&lt;br /&gt;I found out that my protractor missing in my mathematics set.&lt;br /&gt;Then she haven’t bought it back for my yet.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a direct feeling that she didn’t want to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, I will try all means to force her buy.&lt;br /&gt;Like that lor..I said before the maid very yinxian also la.&lt;br /&gt;She can say good nice things in front you, then when behind you, she can say nasty things or gossip behind your back one.&lt;br /&gt;Must be wondering why aunt never change the maid right?&lt;br /&gt;Because she want to save time (so she can sleep earlier and then can play mahjong).&lt;br /&gt;She is addicted to mahjong already lor.&lt;br /&gt;Yucky, she sucks sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Then the maid yesterday night and this morning attitude very bad sia.&lt;br /&gt;I this morning drink milo saw a strand of hair in my milo.&lt;br /&gt;An it was only half-cup full.&lt;br /&gt;She sure got see the hair.&lt;br /&gt;Equal=purposely like that, put hair in the milo.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this family, which I am living with sometimes frankly.&lt;br /&gt;I cant feel warmth here.&lt;br /&gt;During the last day in China, I cried out when I chat with strangers in my QQ (sort of like msn).&lt;br /&gt;But I felt relieve when I talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;(Say so much, but I had not help myself defend yet).&lt;br /&gt;Actually right, I never even beat her, or you can say that I didnt do it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I just slam on her back and then she say very pain then cry.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Actually I just want to push her upstairs to look for my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Then that ass anyhow say I beat her.&lt;br /&gt;Lol again.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am lame, in fact very lame.&lt;br /&gt;But you know..&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsk, no choice la.&lt;br /&gt;Stay in a family with so many children who is younger than you can make you lame like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Ok you should get what I mean already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4014257295349652900?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4014257295349652900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4014257295349652900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4014257295349652900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4014257295349652900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/shit-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2972999475889720354</id><published>2009-01-07T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:17:27.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting in school leh..&lt;br /&gt;So sad..&lt;br /&gt;Computer at home spoil liao.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, the home economic survey I havent do yet.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;All the teachers change liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know whether it is good or bad news.&lt;br /&gt;Still didnt get to see all the teachers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2972999475889720354?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2972999475889720354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2972999475889720354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2972999475889720354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2972999475889720354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2009/01/posting-in-school-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4856972945232953865</id><published>2008-12-29T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T06:32:16.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjehygPa-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/gqFo_5ec_uA/s1600-h/P1060882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285218834793327586" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh5z7G61GI/AAAAAAAAALA/HzBCSWVKMBk/s320/P1060847.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh5rbVjjoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/87CaCC3g4K4/s1600-h/P1060844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285107949698780802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh5rbVjjoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/87CaCC3g4K4/s320/P1060844.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh5kCbAT5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/q2Bs4F5fw9I/s1600-h/P1060826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285107822751666066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh5kCbAT5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/q2Bs4F5fw9I/s320/P1060826.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh5b3SGJHI/AAAAAAAAAKo/L362_B3NELc/s1600-h/P1060825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285107682322556018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh5b3SGJHI/AAAAAAAAAKo/L362_B3NELc/s320/P1060825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm this is the exhibiton place I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I remember inside damn boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somemore the person who is introducing the items is so fast when he is talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dont understand 80% of it. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The desert thingy is the trip to xi'an.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the place call ''sha bo tou''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 'sha' means sand in Chinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, it's ok if you dont understand.&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;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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh7XT6dyjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qLvVW6cym90/s1600-h/P1060864.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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/1911586948284304767-4856972945232953865?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4856972945232953865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4856972945232953865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4856972945232953865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4856972945232953865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/erm-this-is-exhibiton-place-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjehygPa-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/gqFo_5ec_uA/s72-c/P1060882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-5889121453305950939</id><published>2008-12-29T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:10:14.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2u-UJ4EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Rmn1FsVw2d8/s1600-h/P1060824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104712092868674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2u-UJ4EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Rmn1FsVw2d8/s320/P1060824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2hADwIaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tD1hcybm8uI/s1600-h/P1060821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104472042774946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2hADwIaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tD1hcybm8uI/s320/P1060821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2St4-AyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZQNsFhacR0o/s1600-h/P1060817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104226647540514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2St4-AyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZQNsFhacR0o/s320/P1060817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2GsilztI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LH-wHmtPJW4/s1600-h/P1060808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104020126813906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2GsilztI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LH-wHmtPJW4/s320/P1060808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh14oycV8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Dk7rnjPVpvc/s1600-h/P1060794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285103778601392066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh14oycV8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Dk7rnjPVpvc/s320/P1060794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0yMIPItI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qvGmCHwd8P8/s1600-h/P1060793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102568317330130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0yMIPItI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qvGmCHwd8P8/s320/P1060793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0loeaF2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/UKFl2-ySP_c/s1600-h/P1060786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102352588216162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0loeaF2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/UKFl2-ySP_c/s320/P1060786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0Y345yJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/o3YQAIN4ho0/s1600-h/P1060785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102133387577490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0Y345yJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/o3YQAIN4ho0/s320/P1060785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0OMta3NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3QwbBQnJbDg/s1600-h/P1060782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285101949997997266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0OMta3NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3QwbBQnJbDg/s320/P1060782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh0DcTrKyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qfnDJkgZSKI/s1600-h/P1060779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285101765206420258" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhzJWwfWfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hsg9sTwEdHA/s320/P1060767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhy56HpI4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yuy4dygF02o/s1600-h/P1060766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100501898699650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhy56HpI4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yuy4dygF02o/s320/P1060766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhysiDiZlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/b4mIgBWeFmw/s1600-h/P1060765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100272100730450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhysiDiZlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/b4mIgBWeFmw/s320/P1060765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhyhKsfEqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DGpCHxgNo3g/s1600-h/P1060762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100076851466914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhyhKsfEqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DGpCHxgNo3g/s320/P1060762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhyVd67jEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T8yOYBDewX0/s1600-h/P1060761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285099875853896770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhyVd67jEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T8yOYBDewX0/s320/P1060761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhyJCKMRdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/U3ND8AVBbWI/s1600-h/P1060752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285099662243284434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhyJCKMRdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/U3ND8AVBbWI/s320/P1060752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhaHz8MIkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ScC2qMY9djo/s1600-h/P1060754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285073252967522882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVhaHz8MIkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ScC2qMY9djo/s320/P1060754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is all about pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, this is actually in Yinchuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This place is actually reserved for acting war shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All pictures are fake oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or perhaps all are fake. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont be tricked! Hoho.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-5889121453305950939?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5889121453305950939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=5889121453305950939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5889121453305950939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5889121453305950939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-doggie-that-we-saw-in-yinchuans.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVh2u-UJ4EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Rmn1FsVw2d8/s72-c/P1060824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2623778957939612937</id><published>2008-12-29T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:44:12.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvfQY5SKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gEBUM_J4tZc/s1600-h/P1070278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237482973644962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvfQY5SKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gEBUM_J4tZc/s320/P1070278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvZ-wITqI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LlxAo1SVOwc/s1600-h/P1070176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237392339914402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvZ-wITqI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LlxAo1SVOwc/s320/P1070176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvSxkoinI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rrs84APJKE8/s1600-h/P1070160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237268542950002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvSxkoinI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rrs84APJKE8/s320/P1070160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvNwN8SiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/276re2R4aI8/s1600-h/P1070144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237182279993890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvNwN8SiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/276re2R4aI8/s320/P1070144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvJQWhV2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/WHixJDv61ME/s1600-h/P1070129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237105006565218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvJQWhV2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/WHixJDv61ME/s320/P1070129.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvBKphLkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kq-AEOvAskY/s1600-h/P1070128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285236966036680258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvBKphLkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kq-AEOvAskY/s320/P1070128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the last picture I am going to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these is in E Mei Shan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere is snow and wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the ground is covered with a layer of thick ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not snow hor, so the floor is very slippery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there bound to be people falling down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Including me, and yes, I fell one times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lucky my mum got help me sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, and the africa people fell down as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he said very pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, and there is a picture of him, you all should recognise him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. That's all. Too tired le, dont want upload any pictures anymore.&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/1911586948284304767-2623778957939612937?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2623778957939612937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2623778957939612937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2623778957939612937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2623778957939612937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-yeah-this-is-last-picture-i-am-going.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjvfQY5SKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gEBUM_J4tZc/s72-c/P1070278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2965227107375929778</id><published>2008-12-29T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:33:51.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjtw3hZTFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kpWkSu-uFHg/s1600-h/P1070087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285235586512800850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjtw3hZTFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kpWkSu-uFHg/s320/P1070087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjtmjT6EPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HynD9CDRiVU/s1600-h/P1070077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285235409288827122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjtmjT6EPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HynD9CDRiVU/s320/P1070077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjtd5reHOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vWnZsCJOo2A/s1600-h/P1070075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285235260674415842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjtd5reHOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vWnZsCJOo2A/s320/P1070075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Leshan in Chengdu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2965227107375929778?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2965227107375929778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2965227107375929778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2965227107375929778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2965227107375929778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/leshan-in-chengdu.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjtw3hZTFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kpWkSu-uFHg/s72-c/P1070087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7383769141135142445</id><published>2008-12-29T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:31:28.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjsZEmg22I/AAAAAAAAAOw/lg4BpOAH0G4/s1600-h/P1070022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285234078195440482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjsZEmg22I/AAAAAAAAAOw/lg4BpOAH0G4/s320/P1070022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjsOCqIZLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/r4np24er63A/s1600-h/P1070020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233888695182514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjsOCqIZLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/r4np24er63A/s320/P1070020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjsDsDMlzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S-zuIcs1EeE/s1600-h/P1070019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233710827607858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjsDsDMlzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S-zuIcs1EeE/s320/P1070019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjr4lppvvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8D1Ih7Nshw8/s1600-h/P1070017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233520131292914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjr4lppvvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8D1Ih7Nshw8/s320/P1070017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjrrFv8GmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AFSp9ayYdpA/s1600-h/P1070013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233288229427810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjrrFv8GmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AFSp9ayYdpA/s320/P1070013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chengdu now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more Xi'an.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know panda's home is in Chengdu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So of course we must go Chengdu to see pandas la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how normal looking it is yeah.&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/1911586948284304767-7383769141135142445?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7383769141135142445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7383769141135142445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7383769141135142445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7383769141135142445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-chengdu-now-no-more-xian.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjsZEmg22I/AAAAAAAAAOw/lg4BpOAH0G4/s72-c/P1070022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-69915370282895832</id><published>2008-12-29T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:18:38.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjp-uSfCAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3RBRwNSPB40/s1600-h/P1060987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285231426506000386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjp-uSfCAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3RBRwNSPB40/s320/P1060987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjpxjNvblI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tFtApd-b4iY/s1600-h/P1060985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285231200195014226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjpxjNvblI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tFtApd-b4iY/s320/P1060985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjpl7lUEPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SFva-hPi5lU/s1600-h/P1060984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285231000577904882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjpl7lUEPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SFva-hPi5lU/s320/P1060984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjpYp-hYtI/AAAAAAAAANw/pKHVzIPAD38/s1600-h/P1060975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285230772513497810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjpYp-hYtI/AAAAAAAAANw/pKHVzIPAD38/s320/P1060975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjouQl6EbI/AAAAAAAAANo/VP8s9sjqp2w/s1600-h/P1060962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285230044144865714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjouQl6EbI/AAAAAAAAANo/VP8s9sjqp2w/s320/P1060962.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjoczqPAoI/AAAAAAAAANg/I4giSylL0rQ/s1600-h/P1060961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285229744320610946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjoczqPAoI/AAAAAAAAANg/I4giSylL0rQ/s320/P1060961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Xi'an' Ancient Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjm7gOfYdI/AAAAAAAAANY/Olrx6m_2PfM/s1600-h/P1060952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285228072656658898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjm7gOfYdI/AAAAAAAAANY/Olrx6m_2PfM/s320/P1060952.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjmtusG67I/AAAAAAAAANQ/AeqIUYtecPY/s1600-h/P1060948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285227836020812722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjmtusG67I/AAAAAAAAANQ/AeqIUYtecPY/s320/P1060948.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjmb3Gf9ZI/AAAAAAAAANI/qXZv0--a_Ug/s1600-h/P1060947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285227529041343890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjmb3Gf9ZI/AAAAAAAAANI/qXZv0--a_Ug/s320/P1060947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget where this is le, I just post for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For myself in other words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a very meaningful and special December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont want to lost everything in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want them to be inside me until forever. &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/1911586948284304767-69915370282895832?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/69915370282895832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=69915370282895832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/69915370282895832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/69915370282895832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/xian-ancient-museum.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjp-uSfCAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3RBRwNSPB40/s72-c/P1060987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3856651127346627129</id><published>2008-12-29T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T06:55:29.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjtOnhK6I/AAAAAAAAANA/vNul-n19zTA/s1600-h/P1060938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285224528876743586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjtOnhK6I/AAAAAAAAANA/vNul-n19zTA/s320/P1060938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjcCamUAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kU4VA3jaPaA/s1600-h/P1060935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285224233543553026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjcCamUAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kU4VA3jaPaA/s320/P1060935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjObml3aI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EGx6FKmxw94/s1600-h/P1060934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285223999786573218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjObml3aI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EGx6FKmxw94/s320/P1060934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjCBMNaUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DXsxVCSQWGE/s1600-h/P1060923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285223786538166594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjCBMNaUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DXsxVCSQWGE/s320/P1060923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjix3kfmmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/eIjtvtw86xk/s1600-h/P1060921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285223509077760610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjix3kfmmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/eIjtvtw86xk/s320/P1060921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bing ma yong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Related to Qin Shi Huang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But again I am 'allegic' to China people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot understand what they are talking when they really speed up their talkings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and Lee Kuan Yew is there yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjhCGd5I7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/r2bkIP3HWK0/s1600-h/P1060918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285221588931257266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjhCGd5I7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/r2bkIP3HWK0/s320/P1060918.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjgyWUhNxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/OEHybe1cdBg/s1600-h/P1060917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285221318309000978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjgyWUhNxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/OEHybe1cdBg/s320/P1060917.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjgf-JUGOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eE1R_7A7pvg/s1600-h/P1060916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285221002581907682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjgf-JUGOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eE1R_7A7pvg/s320/P1060916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Xi'an.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Including the Qin Shi Huang thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in Xi'an.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forget the name for the rest of the three pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think is taken in Tian An Men.&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/1911586948284304767-3856651127346627129?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3856651127346627129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3856651127346627129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3856651127346627129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3856651127346627129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/bing-ma-yong.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egcsu1zLLqQ/SVjjtOnhK6I/AAAAAAAAANA/vNul-n19zTA/s72-c/P1060938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-8616507309328782386</id><published>2008-12-25T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:37:08.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The number of times I took plane is 6 times. This year.&lt;br /&gt;Briefly describe abit of the places I went this year, other than where I stay.&lt;br /&gt;According to sequence.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minqing&lt;/strong&gt;-Went there for wen quan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijing&lt;/strong&gt;-Reach there deh airport only, never even go out to play, because no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ningxia, Yinchuan&lt;/strong&gt;-Reach there, via Beijing of course. There very nice deh. The first place I encounter snow.&lt;br /&gt;The first place I stepped into a river that have became ice. And I step on it. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shanxi, Xi'an&lt;/strong&gt;-The best place la! So many nice things happen that I dont know how to describe all. Hahaha. The bestest huo guo in the world for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sichuan, Chengdu&lt;/strong&gt;-Nice, everywhere got huo guo. Haha, but very spicy and salty. So we eat not hot deh huo guo. We cook beef and goat meat in the spicy huo guo only. We follow the tour group go there actually. That group that we follow is so fun and funny. Because there is all sorts of people there. There is a reporter, who is from chang chun. And a super duper filial son with his father and mother. (By the way they are all old people, the son is 56 years old, but he looks so young. They are from Mongolia). And a guy who is 23, from guangxi and he is shi lian-ing, feeling emo, so he come out to play. And a couple from jiangsu. Plus us! Haha. And I love it lah. But the tour guide everytime cheat people money de leh. And she thinks we dont know. But actually everyone knew le. Then after she knew that we already know her trick, she show us attitude lor. Guo fen. Then I think she angry le, so during the rest of the lunch and dinner time right, she order 6 vegetables, a plate of fish and a bowl of soup. Lol, guo fen lor. Then the south africa people say he is africa wolf, must eat pork and beef and so on. Not vegetables. Lol. Oh, before I forget..in the group got one south africa people. So funny lor, that guy. He kanna cheat so many times le la, more than us. He go to see the change face show but no one go to see. Haha. He go because his girlfriend/wife/friend tell the tour guide he must go to see every place. So he everywhere also go. Then when he at the show there, the performer ask him to go up to perform, so in the end he gotta a reward. Guess what? He won a puppet monkey! Wahahaha. So funny. And he is a teacher sia!! He say he teaches maths, biology, physics and chemistry. Like he very pro like that, but then he really know lor, because I too wu liao le then I ask him some questions. Haha. But the chengdu trip is not so good compared to xi'an. I visited the e mei shan and the le shan only. Because other places is affected by the earthquate. However chengdu is not affected.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;And then now my shirt is full of spicy smell.&lt;br /&gt;All because of the huo guo,&lt;br /&gt;But the smell is nice. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Christmas. And we came back during christmas purposely. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is boxing day, anything special? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I finish this post liao, I post again when I have a topic in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-8616507309328782386?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8616507309328782386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=8616507309328782386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8616507309328782386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8616507309328782386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/number-of-times-i-took-plane-is-6-times.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7652287476632093505</id><published>2008-12-16T03:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T04:02:01.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I quite surprising I am still at home, not in Hainan now.&lt;br /&gt;Haix, because my mum say Hainan is similar to Singapore and etc..&lt;br /&gt;So means never go Hainan liao.&lt;br /&gt;But still got go play one hor, but just change of location.&lt;br /&gt;Now we going to Ning Xia and Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;Because Ning Xia got pass by Beijing there.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow going le.&lt;br /&gt;But I am sure I wouldnt be here sitting here blogging tomorrow liao.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, because I have seen the tickets already.&lt;br /&gt;No backing this time round.&lt;br /&gt;And the tickets are just beside me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But I still gonna blog about today because something happened of course.&lt;br /&gt;My brother today go hospital see doctor because of his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;The skin at the tip there got abit worn off le.&lt;br /&gt;But today that doctor say that place not pain de.&lt;br /&gt;But he never explain why, so I also dont know.&lt;br /&gt;But the doctor got say the cause of it, he say it was because of friction.&lt;br /&gt;Because he still very young, cannot eat hard food.&lt;br /&gt;Then when he eat hard food, his tongue would rub through the food so it that's why.&lt;br /&gt;Then when my brother play in the doctor's room that time, he go 'steal' the doctor's pen sia.&lt;br /&gt;We realised it when we gone out of the room and then on the way walking down.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum ask me to go up to return the doctor's pen.&lt;br /&gt;So I rushed up lor.&lt;br /&gt;But then I forget which room liao lor, then opposite there got one room then got a doctor also .&lt;br /&gt;Then I knock the door and no reply.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask the doctor opposite.&lt;br /&gt;She say inside nobody.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I knocked on the wrong room bah.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la, then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not sure when I come back, I think I would not be posting these few days.&lt;br /&gt;No more things to type le, but do read the previous posts if you are free.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7652287476632093505?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7652287476632093505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7652287476632093505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7652287476632093505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7652287476632093505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-5013439198806975306</id><published>2008-12-14T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T02:18:41.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos!&lt;br /&gt;Now when it comes to blogging, I have got a very weird feeling sia.&lt;br /&gt;If never blog for even 1 day, I would feel like I almost 1 week never blog already.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, maybe due to frequent blogging habit.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, dont know when go back still got this kind of privilege a not.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of crappings now.&lt;br /&gt;The main reason to blog today is acually to say that I saw a crocodile in the supermarket today.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, although it is dead already lor, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then alot people go touch the crocodile tail.&lt;br /&gt;I acually want to touch also deh lor, but felt scared after awhile. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;(Then because me and my mum dont have car, so we decided to go to the supermarket with our neighbour upstairs, since she got car and also it is free deh, lol).&lt;br /&gt;Hah, and also that supermarket looks like a warehouse leh.&lt;br /&gt;Because their is many many boxes above the goods, and of course also the atmosphere that makes it looks like a warehouse luhs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And also it is ultra big ok.&lt;br /&gt;I can assure that it is 500 times larger than what you are imagining now.&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the worst part..&lt;br /&gt;But before that I have to crap for awhile first.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Ok, the thing is like this deh..&lt;br /&gt;We knew before going there that we need a member card to purchase anything inside.&lt;br /&gt;Although at the end still must pay with cash. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But we were not even a little worried about it.&lt;br /&gt;Because we very sure can borrow other people's card to use.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we finish shopping liao right, we go to the cashier there then we borrowed the card from a guy and his girlfriend who is queueing in front of us, and like what we had expected, he agreed lending us his card.&lt;br /&gt;But of course we had to wait for him to finish paying his stuffs first.&lt;br /&gt;Then we wait and wait and wait..&lt;br /&gt;Finally he finished buying everything.&lt;br /&gt;(By the way hor, that neighbour of ours kept reminding that guy to lend us his card during the time when the guy is paying. Then I very pissed off by her already lor, because that guy is not some people who suffered from 'immediate short term memory', so even without reminding for so many times hor, the guy also can remember deh mahs)..&lt;br /&gt;Then when it is our time to pay right, the cashier dont let us share card lor, even when the guy agrees and she can totally treat us like a whole. (Or at least treat us like his friends, who came out together today to shop for groceries and some other stuffs mah)..&lt;br /&gt;The cashier so diao, say what can buy together in the shop but she dont allow..&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau eh, say until she like boss like that.&lt;br /&gt;If we go complain, I dont believe she dont get fired.&lt;br /&gt;The we very angry after that then our neighbour throw temper at her by leaving the cart alone and saying that we dont want buy already la, like that.&lt;br /&gt;So after that very malu lor, when the guy and his gf's facial expression sort of like very apologetic to us.&lt;br /&gt;But also cannot blame them right? not their fault at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home empty-handed like that.&lt;br /&gt;First time sia..&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe my mum and the neighbour not pissed off enough just now la, then when they in the car they started quarreling sia.&lt;br /&gt;Walau, is half annoying and half funny dehs.&lt;br /&gt;Because they have different views to marriage.&lt;br /&gt;My mum say it is best to married after 26 like that, because couples would be more mature until that time.&lt;br /&gt;Then my neighbour also very firm to her own view.&lt;br /&gt;She say it is good to marry early.&lt;br /&gt;Because too old no people want already. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then just because of this stupid thingy they got into a quarrel..&lt;br /&gt;So childish.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how my grandparents quarrel over mao ze dong..&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I shouldnt go into that now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and look at the time now, late le, I going to sleep liao, good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-5013439198806975306?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5013439198806975306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=5013439198806975306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5013439198806975306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5013439198806975306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellos-now-when-it-comes-to-blogging-i.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1348457849639349544</id><published>2008-12-13T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:54:50.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, no syf for sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;Then never mind lor, at least I dont have to feel so tensed now.&lt;br /&gt;Thank ya, Yuk Sing!&lt;br /&gt;Means I still can take my time to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. Good news for me isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully no cca on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;Because the first day of school is on Friday..if I am not wrong la.&lt;br /&gt;And I going to Hainan next tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;So excited la, because confirm liao.&lt;br /&gt;Plus also confirm I go back singapore on the 30th this month.&lt;br /&gt;So sad.&lt;br /&gt;Ok nothing much now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1348457849639349544?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1348457849639349544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1348457849639349544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1348457849639349544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1348457849639349544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-no-syf-for-sec-1.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7421209639866711449</id><published>2008-12-11T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:22:49.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Erm, you all dont have to read the following.&lt;br /&gt;It is just some lame craps for myself to do some soul-searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I noticed, I am gonna get myself into deep trouble when I go back singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly took out my pu and look through the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Damn scary ok.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are me and you forget how to play the syf pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I am dead.&lt;br /&gt;The fingerings that senior gave us, in some ways are different from the actual one.&lt;br /&gt;Sure die le la.&lt;br /&gt;Like fishes in a frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;Sure die de mah!!&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau, I need to mug seriously now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But how to mug? When I dont even have my ZR with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont want to disappoint my seniors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really want go syf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although it seem like not so possible now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I never go CCA so long le.&lt;br /&gt;School is gonna reopen and it also means cca is reopening too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh, I am dead, dead, dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I am the only one whose attendance is empty throughout the whole holiday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I sure when I go back very malu de la.&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;And it is caused by my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;Not pushing the blame or whatever you call it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it is indeed her fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7421209639866711449?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7421209639866711449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7421209639866711449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7421209639866711449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7421209639866711449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-noticed-i-am-gonna-get-myself-into.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6509643126342039304</id><published>2008-12-10T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:38:15.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop scolding me already ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I noticed that you have been ranting non-stop since this morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do that on purpose so what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate him suddenly can?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And stop your craps I tell you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say if tell 10 people this thing everybody will laugh at me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok lor, you go and tell 10 people la, or better still the whole world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I dont really care what people think of me even you tell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont really care about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I am wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never say anything about it doesnt mean I dont admit I wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I just dont give a damn about it and also that I know even if I say out also no use deh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you try ask 10 people again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether somebody who have such a brother will be embarassing a not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think more people will laugh out sia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nowadays I am like keep scolding people deh right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I dont want to do this but I really cannot tahan about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It is stupid like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6509643126342039304?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6509643126342039304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6509643126342039304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6509643126342039304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6509643126342039304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-scolding-me-already-ok-i-do-that.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2850602444198620474</id><published>2008-12-08T02:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:04:26.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shut up la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mother fucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My problem doesnt concerns you at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No need to act like you care me so much when your real motive is to sabo me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You gave me more than enough reason to hate you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just coke only mah, need to revenge mah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tell grandma and grandpa so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And somemore my mother got hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Go to hell la can?&lt;br /&gt;So obvious you are sabo-ing me lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you also buey song me sometimes la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I know why ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I not stupid fyi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fucking bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Purposely deh lor.&lt;br /&gt;Grr, gonna call my cousin soon for the sec 2 books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2850602444198620474?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2850602444198620474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2850602444198620474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2850602444198620474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2850602444198620474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/shut-up-la.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4011060157696478296</id><published>2008-12-07T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T03:16:10.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from shopping!&lt;br /&gt;And I went shopping again.&lt;br /&gt;So siao right?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but I also dont know today go shopping. I thought the adults going to supermarket only, because the aunt who lives a storey above us say she need to buy rice.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought the shopping thingy is something that is gonna happen after a week or so sia.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but then by going there fufilled one of my wish.&lt;br /&gt;But I didnt buy anything again!&lt;br /&gt;Because I cannot find anything to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Winter clothes are selling only.&lt;br /&gt;So I never buy anything again.&lt;br /&gt;And I also didnt know that we are going to the shop that I wanted to go for so long le.&lt;br /&gt;I cant recognise the shop lor.&lt;br /&gt;And it is acutally a shop for adults sia.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but the shoes very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Those kind that we wear for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Although I saw the shoes I wanted to buy, but I already lost interest in it.&lt;br /&gt;So it looks ugly to me now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Then when we go out that shop, we saw many shoes again.&lt;br /&gt;Looks nice, but dont have my size.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And on the way got alot of other clothes shop, but dont have what we want.&lt;br /&gt;Then we stop shopping liao.&lt;br /&gt;We go MacDonalds buy dinner because they sky dark liao.&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah because at about 5pm like that the sky dark liao, so China people eat early. Common sense lor, when sky dark we eat mah. Haha, but am I clear by the way)??&lt;br /&gt;Then got some food got special offer.&lt;br /&gt;Then after we buy our meals we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4011060157696478296?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4011060157696478296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4011060157696478296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4011060157696478296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4011060157696478296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-came-back-from-shopping-and-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2082597572897149322</id><published>2008-12-06T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:51:30.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gone to a ultra big place to get winter clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Because may be going to ha er bin and ning xia.&lt;br /&gt;There very cold, about &lt;strong&gt;-20 degree celsius&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But then that uncle who follow me and my mum buy things very slow sia.&lt;br /&gt;Choose here choose there.&lt;br /&gt;Eeyer, so fussy.&lt;br /&gt;Then he almost went to everywhere that has the guy's outfit.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end he only buy 2 clothes sia.&lt;br /&gt;The navigare brand clothes and a dont know what clothe, I only know is Italian brand.&lt;br /&gt;Waste time. And the worse thing is he spent the most time browsing through Timberland clothes but in the end he never buy sia! Wth.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we go to the 3 and 4 storey buy the clothes for women and teens.&lt;br /&gt;Inside deh clothes very nice man!&lt;br /&gt;But all winter deh.&lt;br /&gt;Buy also no use mah.&lt;br /&gt;Go singapore wear that kind of clothes only let people laugh only.&lt;br /&gt;Then I look for so long liao still cannot spot a summer clothe.&lt;br /&gt;But got saw singlets.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Dont want buy that, because singapore I still got.&lt;br /&gt;Then other than that got some very unthick clothes but got sleeves. Also very nice deh.&lt;br /&gt;But I dont want.&lt;br /&gt;Even buy only use for pyjamas only. Lol. And even if I go out shopping in singapore also dont have the habit to wear long sleeves clothes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then actually want buy winter clothes and some jeans but the same problem again..&lt;br /&gt;At home already got alot of them!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol lol, so at the end I did not get any clothes for myself.&lt;br /&gt;So sad lor me.&lt;br /&gt;But few days later going other place buy clothes again.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;While playing daidi at the com today something so nice happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One of the player was from england sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The reason I so happy about it is because normally I did not have the chance to really chat with them and know about their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha, so it is a very good opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But he only talk in MSN sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I only can go msn in singapore lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I left him my email le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He can add me but then I lost his, so if he forget to add me then I only can say..you yuan wu fen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2082597572897149322?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2082597572897149322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2082597572897149322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2082597572897149322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2082597572897149322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/gone-to-ultra-big-place-to-get-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-5416340007383156718</id><published>2008-12-05T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:37:45.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Who's the person that tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Sze Ki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Relationship between you and her?&lt;br /&gt;Primary school classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Three impressions of her?&lt;br /&gt;Nice, lovely, and also like to dance! (Lol I dont remember already, sorry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If she becomes your enemy, you would?&lt;br /&gt;How to become enemy sia?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What would you say to the person you like very much?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Characteristics I like about myself?&lt;br /&gt;Likes to laugh with the gangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Characteristics I hate about myself?&lt;br /&gt;Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. To the person whom you hate, you say?&lt;br /&gt;Can you please jump off from the building?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do people feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Very quiet. (But that is not true at all, just ask yourself you had contact with me how long le).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your crash?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. And the rest, skip as usual. Because I simply cannot think of 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol about my answers please please. (Because I think it is weird).&lt;br /&gt;But, I also think I did the quiz before already.&lt;br /&gt;Hoha. But nevermind la, just do it for killing time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;I would not forget them.&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot assure I can find the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I would definitely try&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-5416340007383156718?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5416340007383156718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=5416340007383156718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5416340007383156718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5416340007383156718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7903982236090564221</id><published>2008-12-03T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:51:00.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorted things out yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I really mean everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the misunderstanding and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I really still cant figure out that whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How did &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; come about to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am very sure my mouth were sealed very tightly during that only conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I did not touch on anything sensitive at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think is from &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; attitute bah. (sorry if you are reading this, if not, just hack care).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can see through very easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; not stupid also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have to say this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; knew this better than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I came to this conclusion because of &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If not, I would still be in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But still, one sentence for &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Believe it or not, up to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I believe &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; already believe me already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or in other words &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; dont hate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I very had the urge to ask &lt;strong&gt;that person&lt;/strong&gt; what is going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; wouldnt admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, just hack care lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is not something serious at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this post is dedicated to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No matter &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; got read a not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7903982236090564221?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7903982236090564221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7903982236090564221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7903982236090564221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7903982236090564221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorted-things-out-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6072888518813946282</id><published>2008-12-01T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:24:50.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And my mum wants me go stay china longer because she thinks that there is no point going back singapore so early, when CCA is nearly over already, when we can buy books even after christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get these things accomplished before returing to singapore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to get the photos in the camera uploaded asap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to go downstairs to take photos of the garden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to go to that shop again and buy those things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to go to wuyi mountain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want 2 more outings, not including the mountain trip. (Most probably ying chuan and zhang jia jie or if not somewhere nice can le).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And most importantly, ____________!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since I am so free and I have nothing left to do,&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog more.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it is more for me to plan where to go next year.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho..yup, I want to go holidays again next year or maybe next year's June.&lt;br /&gt;But I would be going holidays during June only when I am satisfied with my mid-year results.&lt;br /&gt;Yup and so I never go holidays during June this year.&lt;br /&gt;But most likely my mid-year next year would be under my expectation again..haix.&lt;br /&gt;No use deh la, even if I tell myself must study earlier for exam for one million times also I would study for exam the day before only deh.&lt;br /&gt;Craps will stop here.&lt;br /&gt;I will start the main thing now. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong, Thailand, China, Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;These are the places that I have gone to only.&lt;br /&gt;But of course is excluding those trips in Fujian, Fuzhou deh.&lt;br /&gt;All in Asia deh right?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I think so.&lt;br /&gt;So I will break the record someday.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it is not a will, is a &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At most I next time go out travel myself.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe going to Maldives. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;But not refering to this year.&lt;br /&gt;I also dont know when.&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousin in Singapore next year June can have the chance to go Austrailia.&lt;br /&gt;So good lor, but the trip is for SAPS deh band deh.&lt;br /&gt;And also she not confirm can go deh, (because of her super strict mother and father, which is my aunt and uncle. Plus my aunt is the one who ask me not to bring my dear ZR to china because she claimed that China got alot place to borrow ZR. Wtf, but the fact is that there is NO WHERE to borrow. Even when I only bring a small bag to china, my aunt ask me dont bring. Asshole). So I no need to jealous. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And for Japan, I want to go only during April.&lt;br /&gt;Because only April we can see sakura.&lt;br /&gt;Yup so I dont want waste money to go now.&lt;br /&gt;And say until Korea hor, I freaking hate my parents sia.&lt;br /&gt;They promise this Nov/Dec bring me go Korea deh.&lt;br /&gt;But because must go Xiamen take plane, so they lazy to go.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf and wth.&lt;br /&gt;I hate them, they are always lying.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot grant my wish then dont give me fake hopes la.&lt;br /&gt;Until I become so damn excited for NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it, so I will vent my anger somewhere else now.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to post le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6072888518813946282?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6072888518813946282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6072888518813946282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6072888518813946282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6072888518813946282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-my-mum-wants-me-go-stay-china.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-9196703733551571917</id><published>2008-11-29T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:41:33.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Finally got time to post.&lt;br /&gt;Which is a good thing because this means that I am not idling about for today. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;Wow I really very headache manx!!!&lt;br /&gt;So many days passed by already.&lt;br /&gt;No where I can go and really travel.&lt;br /&gt;When I nothing to do, nothing comes to me.&lt;br /&gt;But when I got somewhere to go finally, TWO trips came all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, do you get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so..because I am bad at expressing my ideas sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday my grandma ask me want go 武一山 or not.&lt;br /&gt;Actually want to go le then later in the afternoon my mum and dad ask me want go 泡温泉 or not.&lt;br /&gt;Then then then..I dont know liao.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go both leh..&lt;br /&gt;Haha, dont know can a not.&lt;br /&gt;But I eventually choose to 泡温泉.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is more enjoying than climbing up the mountain in my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;But, I will beg my grandma to go deh, although chances are only like 20%.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok la..I should stop crapping here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we gone to 闽清 today for the 温泉.&lt;br /&gt;Rode in my dad's land rover.&lt;br /&gt;Quite superior lor.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when the car starts to speed to 140km/h.&lt;br /&gt;Wow the whole car starts to become full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore cannot until so high speed right?&lt;br /&gt;I think so..&lt;br /&gt;But I know Malaysia can.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I saw a dozen or more pigs squeezing on to a lorry.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, PIGS!&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you all that I have not seen a real pig in my whole life before.&lt;br /&gt;So that explains why I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;They are going to the farm for slaughtering I think.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck lor, piggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got one uncle waited at a road for us to fetch him.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went to a place that sells all sorts of car.&lt;br /&gt;Is that kind inside got aircon deh, I think you all know.&lt;br /&gt;Then that uncle go pick Polo car.&lt;br /&gt;Cute cute deh, because it is small in size.&lt;br /&gt;He buy red colour car some more.&lt;br /&gt;But I like the blue colour deh.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that then I know he is the car is for his wife deh, not for him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then after the car thingy settle liao, we continue the car ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ride for very long.&lt;br /&gt;Until almost there that time the road very bumpy.&lt;br /&gt;People very easy can get car sick.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we go to the uncle's house.&lt;br /&gt;His house is at the kampong.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that drink tea then fetch his wife to go with us to the 温泉.&lt;br /&gt;Then talk for very long then I discover that uncle's wife is a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Then we go to nearby see see after the lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk passed a convenient shop. Inside got alot dry groceries.&lt;br /&gt;Then we buy some drinks then go to the 温泉 place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we buy ticket then we go change into our swimming costume.&lt;br /&gt;Then we go inside the hot water.&lt;br /&gt;Very siok ok. Especially when it is like winter now.&lt;br /&gt;Though it is not snowing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we change the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Because alot people stay there then the water not clean liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then we go to the top.&lt;br /&gt;Same lor. Just that the water cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;Then at the side got one pool no hot water deh.&lt;br /&gt;The water very cool in other words.&lt;br /&gt;Then nobody go in.&lt;br /&gt;So after that got a few people come to the top also then have one fat guy scold the staffs who control the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Then very quickly the staff come up then also taking one thing that looks like thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;Then we complain the water beside is very cold.&lt;br /&gt;Then he denied.&lt;br /&gt;Say the water at least got 37 degree celsius.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ask him to test the temperature if he dont believe.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that he test the temperature then he very malu.&lt;br /&gt;Because they forget totally about the other pool liao. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;Then he faster go to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we very sian of it le then we want to change place again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then I on the way saw many things like 温泉 with milk, with roses, with vinegar and so on.&lt;br /&gt;There is still more definitely but I cant really remember.&lt;br /&gt;Then we never go those places because it is overcrowded liao.&lt;br /&gt;Very dirty. This is the most important reason.&lt;br /&gt;Then we go to a place that is full with 'wells'.&lt;br /&gt;Then got one thing which is like a spoon that we can use to splash water.&lt;br /&gt;But I think the 'spoon' too big liao so I used a plastic flexible cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then talk with a guy who is there then we sleep at the floor at the other place after that.&lt;br /&gt;But relax..the floor got a very hot thing underneath deh.&lt;br /&gt;So when we use a towel to cover on it, it will be warm enough le.&lt;br /&gt;Then we lie down there.&lt;br /&gt;We saw the empty place there and we felt so happy because just now when we want go there, no place already.&lt;br /&gt;Then no choice, only can wait until now.&lt;br /&gt;Then we lie down there, facing the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Only feeling I can say is..WARM WARM WARM!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I know I am siao le.&lt;br /&gt;Then the feeling also got a bit uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is hard.&lt;br /&gt;And some more the thing that is used as a pillow is made of wood.&lt;br /&gt;And it is too high for me.&lt;br /&gt;So got a bit uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;But I still managed to sleep for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that got some very inconsiderate people talk until very loud.&lt;br /&gt;Then no choice we cannot sleep liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then we woke up and go to change back to our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we ride back to the uncle's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say that no one felt cold again after staying in the warm water for so long sia!&lt;br /&gt;The ride is bumpy as usual.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know is it when we come that time, I too excited or what.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt notice that we are riding along the mountain sia.&lt;br /&gt;So that's why the way down so curvy deh.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way almost kanna crushed into a car sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we almost finish rotating around the mountain that time we saw a car and a motobike.&lt;br /&gt;They have crushed into each other.&lt;br /&gt;So the conclusion is..mountain rides are very sick and dangerous. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the uncle's house for dinner liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then while waiting for the dinner to be ready we went out to nearby to pluck some sweet potatoes home.&lt;br /&gt;And also some 橄榄.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the house again.&lt;br /&gt;On the way saw alot of vegetables on the trees and bushes.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reached the house, my mum help the uncle's mother to 烧火 using charcoals.&lt;br /&gt;Like those old times.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that she cooked alot but she serve us chicken soup noodles when I thought they are serving rice. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then they got fry those small prawns.&lt;br /&gt;Never tried before but also dont have the chance to eat just now because the food very far.&lt;br /&gt;Then we eat finish then go see the house.&lt;br /&gt;The house very nice inside sia.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it is not nice because the outside is badly maintained.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we took some more sweet potatoes from the house and then we gone home and end our day liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So practically I was especially talkative on the car after the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like talking. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;Then I really talked too much with my parents liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then we talk talk talk and my father never concentrate with the car.&lt;br /&gt;He just anyhow drive.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly when it was time to turn into a new lane he continued using the old lane.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum noticed this then tell him he drive wrong liao.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody very scared.&lt;br /&gt;Because once we never turn into that new lane we are going to somewhere that we dont know.&lt;br /&gt;A place called 永泰 if I am not wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Then I also dont know.&lt;br /&gt;I just knew that the place we are going is fuzhou's west, not east.&lt;br /&gt;But we are going to the east side.&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that the road just cant seems to end.&lt;br /&gt;It seems to continue on and on, no ending.&lt;br /&gt;Then plus the outside very black.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot see really clearly because the lights are above the road. (Ai ya, I dont know how to explain).&lt;br /&gt;Then all I can see is little little houses flying pass us.&lt;br /&gt;Then we very scared liao, so the car gone even quicker.&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest, I dont want elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;Because no use. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally we came to this signboard, and that is the thing that saved us.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad drived according to the signboard then we finally can reach fuzhou west again.&lt;br /&gt;So sian, almost gone to somewhere near beijing liao, according to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Then afterward we chiong home, because late liao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-9196703733551571917?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/9196703733551571917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=9196703733551571917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/9196703733551571917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/9196703733551571917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo-finally-got-time-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7191619229953663011</id><published>2008-11-28T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:55:44.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Very pissed off by you already.&lt;br /&gt;Can you stop it?&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying I did nothing wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say that you have no right to say me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know you have the authority.&lt;br /&gt;But please do not lecture me when your character isnt anywhere better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;Think properly.&lt;br /&gt;What have you done for me during the entire 13 years?&lt;br /&gt;Or in fact, count yourself how many times you were with me?&lt;br /&gt;I this time I come China's main purpose is to play but also to accompany you.&lt;br /&gt;But, I dont think I am neccessary.&lt;br /&gt;Just stick with that person forever lar.&lt;br /&gt;Since you showed me that that person is your everything.&lt;br /&gt;You can live without me definitely,&lt;br /&gt;but I also think that I am used to the life without your presence.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;And you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you hate that person.&lt;br /&gt;But can you stop saboing my relationship with that person?&lt;br /&gt;You hate her, is your business.&lt;br /&gt;Dont tell me.&lt;br /&gt;You let me know only increase my hatre to you.&lt;br /&gt;I respect you.&lt;br /&gt;So I everytime never take any actions even when you did something that no one in this world can forgive and forget so easily.&lt;br /&gt;Dont misunderstand my intention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is not I dont mind what you said at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If people do this to you, I dont believe you dont go bonkers immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dont want people do this to you, dont do this to other people also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;将心比心. Can you do this?&lt;/span&gt;&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/1911586948284304767-7191619229953663011?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7191619229953663011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7191619229953663011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7191619229953663011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7191619229953663011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-pissed-off-by-you-already.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3447395568188843792</id><published>2008-11-27T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:14:43.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people.&lt;br /&gt;Just now received a call from my singapore cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Then we talk about 1h. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Then during the conversation we talk about cca.&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousin say she a week more going to bird park perform.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;She and the other band members are going to perform for the birdy there, not humans. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then dont know is their teacher in charge or the conductor say until very funny.&lt;br /&gt;"If your song is good, the birds will sing and dance, but when it is very bad, it will sit on your head".&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I find what my sister tell me funny.&lt;br /&gt;Where got like that deh?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wish she good luck lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3447395568188843792?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3447395568188843792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3447395568188843792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3447395568188843792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3447395568188843792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3023779407271642806</id><published>2008-11-25T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:06:09.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boring here lor.&lt;br /&gt;If I never extend the air ticket, I would need to go back singapore on the 6th of dec.&lt;br /&gt;So..I really hack care la.&lt;br /&gt;Extend, can continue relax.&lt;br /&gt;Go back, can go for CO's end of year concert.&lt;br /&gt;The one on the 11th of december I think.....&lt;br /&gt;But later my skill rusty rusty deh, dont know can a not, if I go concert later disgrace the whole group lor. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;So, I dont care lor.&lt;br /&gt;'Walk a step, count a step'.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Direct translation from Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, make this post short.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really dont like to hear kids crying.&lt;br /&gt;And to me the reason adults (or even us) cries for a certain reasonable stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So, I think only kids cry even when it is not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I heard them whining I would feel like strangling them.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, cant they have self-control?&lt;br /&gt;Yupp I know that is kind of like mission impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Simply because they cant talk.&lt;br /&gt;But before that I knew that I also did the cryings when I was a 1 year old kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I hate myself equally.&lt;br /&gt;But not now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3023779407271642806?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3023779407271642806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3023779407271642806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3023779407271642806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3023779407271642806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/boring-here-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6328111388547172006</id><published>2008-11-24T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:52:38.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just promised to myself that I must post today so I will get start to posting before having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday we go to the forest garden la!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the intro is at the previous post already so no point typing it again.&lt;br /&gt;Together with my neighbour (the 48th storey aunt, while we were in 47th storey).&lt;br /&gt;Then she like 9am ask me change clothes then we chiong down to the gate.&lt;br /&gt;So malu, everybody there waiting for us in the car liao!&lt;br /&gt;Then got 9 people going.&lt;br /&gt;So of course they had to prepare 2 cars.&lt;br /&gt;And btw is not we small size, is one of the car very huge? Or should I say it is big? Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;All aunties, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;So I am a little afraid of them.&lt;br /&gt;Because they are like very hard to say deh.&lt;br /&gt;If they suddenly bad mood then become bitchy?&lt;br /&gt;Wow, real scary later.&lt;br /&gt;So I very guai in the car just because I dont want offend them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then the car I am at is so slow?&lt;br /&gt;Dont know is because the car too many people, causing the car very heavy to drive, or the auntie very kiasu, scared later kanna accident. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;I never go before the place, so dont know how long can reach there.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that auntie that drive the car I am at is slow because the auntie that drive the other car reach there for like almost half an hour earlier than us!&lt;br /&gt;So I think the aunt is also like not very sure the way to go there.&lt;br /&gt;So the other aunties go tell her how to go then in the end they created so many confusion sia.&lt;br /&gt;The result is my ear almost deaf because of them.&lt;br /&gt;Not only there are many people talking but their sound is so loud and sharp!&lt;br /&gt;But I still very guai, never cover my ears. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that for very long then they reach the forest garden.&lt;br /&gt;Then later they go meet the other aunties.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that they go to the toilet and then ask me to take their things for them sia.&lt;br /&gt;Got basket they dont want put.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo..me like their servant like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then after they finish they go to find a place then picnic there I think.&lt;br /&gt;But never do much thing la.&lt;br /&gt;Just sit there and talk and then eat those things that they brought.&lt;br /&gt;But it is like breakfast la.&lt;br /&gt;Those usual things lor, bread, cakes, fruits, drinks and so on.&lt;br /&gt;But I dont feel like eating because very full already.&lt;br /&gt;Before go there got eat breakfast liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating they continue walk lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk pass a place like an amusement park like that right, those aunties go toilet again!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this time I never be their servants.&lt;br /&gt;Then wait for them finish then we continue walking.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk pass the barbeque place liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then barbeque place there also got one auntie, but she is not from our group deh.&lt;br /&gt;Then that auntie have barbeque their with her son and daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Then everywhere is like so smoky and the smell of it makes me want use mouth breath liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that the 48th storey auntie that ask me follow here to this place ask me go their eat.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dont want of course.&lt;br /&gt;Because I dont even know them.&lt;br /&gt;Then before I look at them barberqueing, I saw the 48th storey auntie grabbing chicken and meat le lor. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we walk again.&lt;br /&gt;Is like very sian right?&lt;br /&gt;Walking and walking non-stop and of course lots of toilets breaks for them.&lt;br /&gt;But the purpose coming here IS to walk here walk there admire here admire there de mah.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Then after that walk for quite a long distance le.&lt;br /&gt;That is the time when my leg started to get tired and feeling also very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I thought they going home liao so very scared because it also means no lunch today le.&lt;br /&gt;However I did enjoy the scenery on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that they reached this mama shop.&lt;br /&gt;Inside got sell what I think everybody also knows la.&lt;br /&gt;Then got sell cup noodles!&lt;br /&gt;Alot people also hungry like me I think..&lt;br /&gt;So alot people go buy the noodles.&lt;br /&gt;But actually I also want eat de, but suddenly feel full already. So stupid lor!&lt;br /&gt;So after that when the auntie ask me want eat the noodles a not I say dont want.&lt;br /&gt;Then got some aunties who are not hungry want eat fishball mah.&lt;br /&gt;So the 48th storey auntie ask me want eat a not.&lt;br /&gt;Actually want say no but since she says we going to share the fishballs then I agree.&lt;br /&gt;After that we wait at the table for those noodles people to finish buy their food.&lt;br /&gt;Very fast, they done buying their noodles liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then their turn to wait for the fishball people (us!) le.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, I look at the noodle people eating.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, so delicious! Suddenly want eat the noodles when I say no just now. Haix...&lt;br /&gt;Then in between we were so angry.&lt;br /&gt;Angry with the waiting obviously.&lt;br /&gt;But also very angry because the server never first come first serve de lor.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone there very clear we go there first de.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that the old server go give the fishballs to the next table first sia.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone so angry and also gone bonkers already la.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that some aunties go yelled at the server and ask him why food so long havent come then the server just come to serve the fishballs quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But seriously the server ought to be fast, because the aunties are already getting bitchy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that the fishball people eat fast fast then continue to go forward to explore the full view of the place.&lt;br /&gt;But some aunties very lazy they dont want continue walk le so only 5 of us continue walking while the rest stay at the mama shop there wait for us to go back meet them.&lt;br /&gt;Then we continue walk.&lt;br /&gt;But this time round the ground is steep man!&lt;br /&gt;Very scared will fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Still got bridge de. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then very tired, leg ultra uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am not wearing the appropriate shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so it causes my 8 little toes to became redish!&lt;br /&gt;Urgh..so terribly pain.&lt;br /&gt;But continue walk.&lt;br /&gt;Then went we almost want reach top that time got alot people went down.&lt;br /&gt;They told us not to continue walking up because there were practically nothing to see at all.&lt;br /&gt;But one auntie's 6 years old daughter not tired, so she insist on walking forward.&lt;br /&gt;Then no choice must continue walk lor..&lt;br /&gt;Then walk walk for 5 mins then reach top liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then we play with the water.&lt;br /&gt;Actually not play la, just wash hand only.&lt;br /&gt;But the water is so COLD manx!&lt;br /&gt;And I noticed that when I breathe with my mouth, white air come out.&lt;br /&gt;Is visible deh.&lt;br /&gt;And is not I perform magic hor, is that it is very cold up there and china is getting cold le, now coldest period can go as low as 16 degree celsius.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we take photo of the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went back to meet the other aunties then prepare to go home le.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we going down that time, the 48th storey auntie very fast lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dont want lag behind then also go down very fast.&lt;br /&gt;Then the friction between my toes and the shoes is so strong!&lt;br /&gt;Until I scared inside bleeding liao.&lt;br /&gt;But not so serious la, just describing.&lt;br /&gt;After that finally go down le.&lt;br /&gt;Then had some water.&lt;br /&gt;Then the aunties heading for the toilet again!&lt;br /&gt;Then after that wait for the remaining people to come down from the peak.&lt;br /&gt;Then prepare go home liao.&lt;br /&gt;But then the little girl's mum scared she cannot tahan so they go ride a car?&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what is that la.&lt;br /&gt;Is like those kind of transport you ride in the night safari/zoo.&lt;br /&gt;Then actually want follow them ride the thing but I no money, so suan le, although just $1 only.&lt;br /&gt;Then the remaining aunties dont want to ride the thing sia!&lt;br /&gt;They want walk.&lt;br /&gt;So I also must follow them.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk back the same way as how we walk here just now.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tiring. I assure you it is even tiring then Nafa 2.4m run ok.&lt;br /&gt;Yupps I know we walk, not run like 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;But it is a very long walk.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 5 metres or more bah.&lt;br /&gt;And it is to and fro de.&lt;br /&gt;So total up I think we walk like 10km le. Woohoot! (Lose weight! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;Then walk walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;Then reach there le.&lt;br /&gt;There alot things to eat also, like the taiwan's smelly tofu and cup corns.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone so full le, so we never buy.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw the little girl and her mum.&lt;br /&gt;The girl busy eating her stuff when we walk like so long. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Then we took car and went back.&lt;br /&gt;That's my day for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Ok now going to bath le.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6328111388547172006?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6328111388547172006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6328111388547172006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6328111388547172006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6328111388547172006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-promised-to-myself-that-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2291826520194124727</id><published>2008-11-23T01:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:28:47.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a good day!&lt;br /&gt;I finally went out like what most people do!&lt;br /&gt;And the meaning of holiday to me means do whatever I like.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I also dont know the above sentence got anything related to the post a not.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;森林公园.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means forest garden in english.&lt;br /&gt;I think so la. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I not so expert when it comes to translating.&lt;br /&gt;I in fujian by the way..&lt;br /&gt;Then must start recounting le lor.&lt;br /&gt;But before that must say about yesterday night first.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I was totally freak out by my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;The meat eater and so on.&lt;br /&gt;And then, I 4.30am woke up and the moment I wake up I think of the story.&lt;br /&gt;And it is a true story by the way.&lt;br /&gt;If not I would not scared until this extend.&lt;br /&gt;Then the tv is just right in front of my bed sia.&lt;br /&gt;And then it is like shiny shiny like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then I scared got people climb out of the tv like what 'zhen zi' do.&lt;br /&gt;And 'zhen zi' is actually a female ghost in the show &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;午夜凶铃.　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again I must tell you that the show actually causes alot people (which is about 100 people) to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;被吓死的。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are scared to death of course.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, I do think that I have very good imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Can from one idea think to the other.&lt;br /&gt;But I dont think the show is like..very big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Because I did went to youtube for the show and I specially picked the part where 'zhen zi' climbed out of the tv and the well.&lt;br /&gt;But..it really, seriously looks fine to me when my cousins hide behind one another and one of my cousins claimed that she didnt dare to look into the mirror or tv for about a week just because of the show.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I think she is exaggarating.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the movie, it is really that kind of typical ghost shows to me.&lt;br /&gt;But when I imagine myself in that situation, I cannot remain as calm as what I did when I see the show.&lt;br /&gt;So, when I was alone, no matter where, my brain will automatically screen those scary parts.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily it did not make me dream of all those things when I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS GOD!&lt;br /&gt;And then yeah, yesterday night I was freak out by the article and the tv (zhen zi).&lt;br /&gt;And and and, I forgotten to say about something.&lt;br /&gt;After I think of 'zhen zi', my brain immediately brings me to the article.&lt;br /&gt;I would imagine that the africa children who died because they are killed for their meat,&lt;br /&gt;would sit beside my bed and whine/cry non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;And then they would like talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;They would say something like: Help me, I am very pain./Why must the killer be so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;Something like that la.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is what I think of last night.&lt;br /&gt;Lol acually. Because only old house would have all those funny funny things de.&lt;br /&gt;New house which is not even 1 year shoukd not met those things.&lt;br /&gt;But, I am still scared.&lt;br /&gt;So I cannot tahan all these imagination already.&lt;br /&gt;Then just right I heard the maid's slipper knocking against the wooden floor.&lt;br /&gt;Then yay! I knew she is out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;Then I quickly chiong out and then rushed into my mother's room.&lt;br /&gt;And then that time my mother and the maid is together so, even great!&lt;br /&gt;I quickly ran into my mother's room and I dont even want open my eyes after that.&lt;br /&gt;At first still got think of all those la, but I just feels very safe in my mother's room.&lt;br /&gt;So very soon I sleep liao.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Is it very childish?&lt;br /&gt;So big liao still scared all these things.&lt;br /&gt;But no choice la, this is what my character is like.&lt;br /&gt;I think there is no way to change it.&lt;br /&gt;If yes, then how?&lt;br /&gt;Purposely ask me go ghost house then must sleep there one night then no more phobia ah?&lt;br /&gt;So stupid, no effects deh, on me la, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but by the way, the main topic I want blog about today is not about last night eh.&lt;br /&gt;I also dont know I would post so much on this.&lt;br /&gt;And to prevent my post from being too long and naggy and time consuming, I will stop now.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, I can post the things that happen today on tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But provided the memories still stays with me!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;And, felt very happy that C.O night was very sucessful.&lt;br /&gt;And felt even happier when zhongruan got the best section award.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4446595861978254805</id><published>2008-11-22T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:04:26.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;香港大公网报道，据英国报联社二十日消息：英国一名电台节目主持人呼吁听众打电话到他的节目，告诉大众他们吃过什么最不寻常的食物。结果有一名自称曾在不知情情况下吃过人肉的女子来电，把主持人吓到几乎说不出话来。&lt;br /&gt;　　英国地区电台TFM的唱片骑师麦克向听众发出这个呼吁，灵感源自一个要求参加者在艰困自然环境中挣扎求存的真人骚。&lt;br /&gt;　　结果麦克接到大量来电。听众纷纷诉说曾吃过蜗牛、海胆、猴子脑、狗肉和马肉等等。这些食物都在麦克意料之内。&lt;br /&gt;　　但当一名自称叫安西娅的女子告诉麦克她吃过人肉时，麦克不知道怎么回应。&lt;br /&gt;　　当时安西娅说：“我吃过人肉。”&lt;br /&gt;　　麦克缓缓地回应道：“噢，天啊。好，世事真是难料。我不得不写个‘服’字。那么你是怎么变成食人族的？”&lt;br /&gt;　　安西娅回答：“那是我童年住在非洲的时候。（那时，）我们一直光顾某一名肉贩。如是者过了数年，突然有一天，那些肉开始变得好吃多了。&lt;br /&gt;　　“我们迁回英国数年后，才听说那名肉贩被捕了，因为他原来养了数名黑人小女孩。”&lt;br /&gt;　　这时直播室内有些喘气声。&lt;br /&gt;　　安西娅续称：“我们（在吃的）当时并不知道（那是人肉）。我妈妈说，那些肉很美味，但并不是什么很好的（以下部分听不到）。”&lt;br /&gt;　　麦克回应：“那么你认为那是什么？你认为那是牛肉吗？”&lt;br /&gt;　　安西娅说：“我妈妈说‘是’，她买了免治（牛肉）。”&lt;br /&gt;　　这时直播室内又有一阵喘气声，然后背后有人说了一句：“好恐怖。”&lt;br /&gt;　　麦克补充：“你是今天早上的优胜者。天啊。我真的不知道要说什么了。我想都没想过今天早上会接到这通电话。噢。”&lt;br /&gt;　　麦克所主持节目的监制贝利说：“这是我们听过最奇怪的电话（对话）。麦克很震惊。我们对于所听到的事都很震惊。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Scary?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4446595861978254805?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4446595861978254805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your 5 impressions of her.&lt;br /&gt;Nice, smart, hardworking, clever, helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 .The most memorable thing he/she had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;help me print stuff for project without anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing they had said to u?&lt;br /&gt;dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;we are not lesbian btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If she/he become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;no, this is not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What is it you want to tell him/her now?&lt;br /&gt;you are a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Your overall impression of her is?&lt;br /&gt;she is a smartie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.How do u think ppl around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;quiet? but this only shows they dont understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;er, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.On the contrary,the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;alot la, like lazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;my cousin in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.For people that care and like you, say something to them&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;erm, can skip this part de hor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-5863686708719202582?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5863686708719202582/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4498836239553352322</id><published>2008-11-17T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:05:34.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For like so long I never post le.&lt;br /&gt;So today gonna post everything that I miss out these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about today first.&lt;br /&gt;Go to market early in the morning with mum.&lt;br /&gt;Very tiring but just want to go because I want escape from comp.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Lame but that's true.&lt;br /&gt;Then go to the market that me and grandma had gone to on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;Very dirty and smelly lor.&lt;br /&gt;Dont wish to elaborate much because I think you all should know how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Then buy alot things.&lt;br /&gt;But only spent like $20 or so.&lt;br /&gt;Then inside the market that time got one beggar.&lt;br /&gt;He stand beside my mother then he scare until me.&lt;br /&gt;Beg for money of course.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mother dont care. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Hate her sia, no sympathy at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then later the beggar no choice then go other areas to beg.&lt;br /&gt;Pity the old man alot, because he so old le then no family.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went out the market to buy other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw the old beggar again.&lt;br /&gt;He kept looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I look at him also.&lt;br /&gt;I think he still remember me.&lt;br /&gt;Saw loneliness in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;But how? I also cannot do anything.&lt;br /&gt;So after that we went home.&lt;br /&gt;That's for today.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night..&lt;br /&gt;Go to grandma house and met my elder cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Quite disappointed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And hope I didnt spell disappointed wrongly. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Because didnt get to met the bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Came too late le lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then her daughter, which is my another cousin, also not there le.&lt;br /&gt;Then I and my elder cousin talk and then see tv.&lt;br /&gt;The show very nice, but I also very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;But I perserve, continue see tv.&lt;br /&gt;For like 2 hours then the show finish.&lt;br /&gt;Then grandma come in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly remember the bed is grandma de.&lt;br /&gt;So I ask her where she sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Then she said, if not she sleep with us.&lt;br /&gt;Then, wth.&lt;br /&gt;Bed already small liao, then still need squeeze one grandma go in.&lt;br /&gt;So damn squeezy.&lt;br /&gt;*Slap*. Itchy mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Then later at night when want to sleep that time grandma go sleep at the other end.&lt;br /&gt;Ask her why sleep like that she say like that not so squeezy.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, does that solve the problem?&lt;br /&gt;Then later we talk about the maid in Singapore de.&lt;br /&gt;We say the maid very diao.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime say bangala always look at her.&lt;br /&gt;I almost want vomit liao la.&lt;br /&gt;Then she also everytime teach us ***.&lt;br /&gt;Then we only can like...listen lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then a few days ago my cousin in Singapore called me for fun.&lt;br /&gt;The I ask her the maid got badmouth me and my elder cousin a not.&lt;br /&gt;Then she say yes.&lt;br /&gt;The maid everytime tell her me and my elder cousin everytime talk to her when she want sleep.&lt;br /&gt;What shit is she talking?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime she start the conversation first de lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then we tell grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Then she suddenly become very angry.&lt;br /&gt;She say she is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;畜生&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then I laugh, say the maid dont understand such "high class" word.&lt;br /&gt;Then later grandma say call her stupid dog.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Stupid dog?&lt;br /&gt;Then we still got say other things la, but very tired to type so skip the other part.&lt;br /&gt;Then talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning 9 o'clock wake up and then go nearby eat dumpling and noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Then eat finish that time grandma go buy something then me and my elder cousin wait somewhere near there.&lt;br /&gt;Then at the opposite got one shop.&lt;br /&gt;My elder cousin told me that is the most "fashionable" shop in the whole district.&lt;br /&gt;But in fact that is not fashionable at all.&lt;br /&gt;All is that kind of old fashion clothes that already fashion before for like so long le.&lt;br /&gt;Then we start to get bored and we started to joke around.&lt;br /&gt;First is a guy.&lt;br /&gt;He stand not far from my elder cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that he kept looking to our side.&lt;br /&gt;He is like fat, short, face full of pimples.&lt;br /&gt;Then he sort of like diao us.&lt;br /&gt;Then later my cousin say something that makes me laugh like mad.&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那就是闽候的帅哥了&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;Lol! But yeah, I know we are bad.&lt;br /&gt;Then later we joke again.&lt;br /&gt;Our target is the "fashionable shop".&lt;br /&gt;The name is "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;流行风&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousin say "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;流行风的风应该改成疯子的疯&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Then later grandma come back le then we go home.&lt;br /&gt;Then watched &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;溏心风暴&lt;/span&gt; because one channel have.&lt;br /&gt;But see before in Singapore le.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that my elder cousin got something on so she go back home first.&lt;br /&gt;Then I at grandma house alone with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;After that grandma scared I bored so ask my cousin (the bitch's daughter) to come.&lt;br /&gt;Then later the my cousin come see tv with me.&lt;br /&gt;The show damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;After that go eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I never forget my lesson last time ok..&lt;br /&gt;I got sit 2 tables away from grandma. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;If you got read my previous posts you should know.&lt;br /&gt;But the lunch is not an enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;Because I dont like grandma's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sorry, but truthfully..&lt;br /&gt;Then after that when we finish lunch me and my cousin go watch the funny show again.&lt;br /&gt;Then about 1:30 like that she go teacher's house for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I very bored.&lt;br /&gt;Sit in grandma's room for like 3 hours see tv and doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;So sian. Sian until I almost want cry le la.&lt;br /&gt;Then I go to disturb grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Then she very annoyed by me also then she call my uncle come fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;Then later he also took damn long then reach the house.&lt;br /&gt;After that reach home like 30 minutes like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Finally finish the recounting parts.&lt;br /&gt;And this is the 2nd time I am typing all these shit.&lt;br /&gt;Because just now I go edit the time then suddenly I dont know what happen then the post gone.&lt;br /&gt;So angry about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I dont want talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;So fustrating. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4498836239553352322?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4498836239553352322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4498836239553352322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4498836239553352322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4498836239553352322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-like-so-long-i-never-post-le.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7206856317027415555</id><published>2008-11-11T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:19:59.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;国王有七个女儿，这七位美丽的公主是国王的骄傲。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;她们那一头乌黑亮丽的长发远近皆知。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;所以国王送给她们每人一百个漂亮的发夹。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有一天早上，大公主醒来，一如往常地用发夹整理她的秀发，却发现少了一个发夹，于是她偷偷地到了二公主的房里，拿走了一个发夹。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;二公主发现少了一个发夹，便到三公主房里拿走一个发夹； 三公主发现少了一个发夹，也偷偷地拿走四公主的一个发夹； 四公主如法炮制拿走了五公主的发夹； 五公主一样拿走六公主的发夹；六公主只好拿走七公主的发夹。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;于是，七公主的发夹只剩下九十九个。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;隔天，邻国英俊的王子忽然来到皇宫， 他对国王说：「昨天我养的百灵鸟叼回了一个发夹，我想这一定是属于公主们的，而这也真是一种奇妙的缘分， 不晓得是哪位公主掉了发夹？」 公主们听到了这件事，都在心里想说：「是我掉的，是我掉的。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;可是头上明明完整的别着一百个发夹，所以都懊恼得很，却说不出。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只有七公主走出来说：「我掉了一个发夹。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;话才说完，一头漂亮的长发因为少了一个发夹，全部披散了下来，王子不由得看呆了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;故事的结局，想当然的是王子与公主从此一起过着幸福快乐的日子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什么一有缺憾就拼命去补足？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一百个发夹，就像是完美圆满的人生，少了一个发夹， 这个圆满就有了缺憾； 但正因缺憾，未来就有了无限的转机，无限的可能性，何尝不是一件值得高兴的事！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人生不可免的缺憾，你怎样面对呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;逃避不一定躲得过 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;面对不一定最难受 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;孤单不一定不快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;得到不一定能长久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;失去不一定不再有 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;转身不一定最软弱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;别急着说别无选择&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;别以为世上只有对与错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;许多事情的答案都不是只有一个 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;所以 ~ 我们永远有路可以走 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你能找个理由难过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你也一定能找到快乐的理由 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;懂得放心的人找到轻松 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;懂得遗忘的人找到自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;懂得关怀的人找到朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天冷不是冷,心寒才是寒,愿你的心都是暖暖的.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人的长大伴随着一些失落,人的成熟附带着一些伤痕. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好在有希望这东西,你总还可以去等；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好在人与人之间，距离产生美感；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好在生命里,快乐比痛苦多； &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好在这个世界,还有很多美丽；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好在这个世界，你并不是一无所有！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7206856317027415555?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7206856317027415555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2154787617018130128</id><published>2008-11-10T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:10:31.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright bitch, this post is specially dedicated to you.&lt;br /&gt;Very touch right, aint you?&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw your fox tail yesterday only.&lt;br /&gt;This make me confess that I am really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I cant even tell when you are insulting me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you are just asking out of curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;However everything is just the opposite as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;My opinion of you totally changed yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my elder cousin for discovering this very very big news.&lt;br /&gt;She had knew it all along since young.&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely seek revenge one day.&lt;br /&gt;The day will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;Since you use your mouth to insult me, I will also use my mouth for the revenge.&lt;br /&gt;Not fist, dont worry bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Ta ma de you fucking bitch, you are just someone from 乡下.&lt;br /&gt;Think you are very big like that.&lt;br /&gt;Just because your daughter is tall you want compare.&lt;br /&gt;Just because your daughter is studying A levels in China at the age of 13, you wanna act.&lt;br /&gt;But please, your daughter had no right to go into the school you should know.&lt;br /&gt;But because you want the best for your daughter, you use money to buy the school and ask them to let your daughter in.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, this is so disgraceful.&lt;br /&gt;So what if I am shorter than your daughter, that doesnt mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that I would definitely grow shorter than her next time?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;And dont expect your daughter to be very tall please.&lt;br /&gt;She is not ok.&lt;br /&gt;She in future would just reach 160 only.&lt;br /&gt;And is that very tall for adult? No.&lt;br /&gt;And if you really wanna compare, my sister is 162 when she is sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;Kiasu idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore her postion in class is 40+ de.&lt;br /&gt;When we ask your daughter she what postion in class, she is like dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;So her level postion is just 500+/600.&lt;br /&gt;Think she very dua like that.&lt;br /&gt;If she really that good then why she dont get 1st?&lt;br /&gt;She is just normal people ok.&lt;br /&gt;She is not any genius.&lt;br /&gt;I really pity her.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition until siao liao still like that de result.&lt;br /&gt;But I dont mean to insult my cousin la, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I just trying to say that her daughter is not that good, so dont boast.&lt;br /&gt;One time when the bitch is eating with other people, she also ask the person how the person's daughter did for exams even when she knew it is bad results already.&lt;br /&gt;Purposely make people paiseh is it?&lt;br /&gt;I bet you really know how to teach, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I think the students that you teach will become fools one day. (Sorry for insulting)&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, you are like 40 plus already, still want to compare height, very funny leh you know?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry hor, I know you trying to show off your height.&lt;br /&gt;And got one time when my elder cousin go your house eat, you all talk talk talk then say until me.&lt;br /&gt;My elder cousin told me that you say I IQ got problem.&lt;br /&gt;But please, what rights do you have to say that.&lt;br /&gt;You are not my mother, so dont judge me when I barely go to China once each year last time.&lt;br /&gt;You bitch, you are getting really annoying these days.&lt;br /&gt;So you mean that your IQ or your daughter's IQ very good la?&lt;br /&gt;Then go break the Guiness record la.&lt;br /&gt;No one had insult me until like that in my whole life before.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt expect that you are the one who did that to me.&lt;br /&gt;So what if your daughter study A levels already?&lt;br /&gt;She had no talents at all.&lt;br /&gt;So if she had a little more talent, she can rely on her talents when her studies cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;So your daughter want come Singapore study.&lt;br /&gt;But got use?&lt;br /&gt;English standard is not there.&lt;br /&gt;English is top priority in Singapore I hope you know.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore use English to teach every subject other than mother tougue.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am not insulting China people once again.&lt;br /&gt;I am just directing to the bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Then she keep asking me study in China when she herself want her daughter go Singapore study.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wouldnt listen or believe every nonsense you ask and say.&lt;br /&gt;I would just treat it like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I would just treat like as you are farting.&lt;br /&gt;Is that OK?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Asking the bitch for opinions.&lt;br /&gt;That bitch dont deserve that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2542625768976927358</id><published>2008-11-09T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:32:25.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I am really very scared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dream seems so real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am afraid it will come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the dream really happens, there is nothing I could say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because that is destinated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It also means that our kinship do not last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wonders how I could forgive and forget what you did so easily and quickly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it is so overboard, really overboard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you happen to read this post, you might also not know it is you that I am talking about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the dream, I knew perfectly the feeling of being helpless and abandon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And also the feeling of crying like the world is gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in real life, you would just be the same, as selfish as you want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe that is not your fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you are doing it unknowningly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which is because it is already a habit of doing this to your loved ones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking naively that it is a joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway it is useless typing so much here I realised now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;None of you will understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2542625768976927358?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2542625768976927358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2542625768976927358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2542625768976927358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2542625768976927358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-really-very-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2341825774710716934</id><published>2008-11-08T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T06:14:25.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today go to cousin's house.&lt;br /&gt;She same age as me.&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy there actually.&lt;br /&gt;Because got two cousins accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;Nice trip because it took quite long to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;Omg I love staying in the car and talk!&lt;br /&gt;But must sacrtifice my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Because grandma remind me today must go.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I already promised my cousin want go there le.&lt;br /&gt;So that's why I cannot reject also.&lt;br /&gt;Some more I didnt know that my elder cousin also got come.&lt;br /&gt;Go to a road then my cousin that is same age as me go to fetch us.&lt;br /&gt;Then go straight to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousin that is same age as me derh mother very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;She always like to compare sia.&lt;br /&gt;Before she compare she should think with common sense.&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter study in China.&lt;br /&gt;I study in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Different situation can?&lt;br /&gt;Some more she very kiasu.&lt;br /&gt;Scared other people's result better than her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Then everytime me and my elder cousin come to visit she must ask craps.&lt;br /&gt;And do you think it is funny?&lt;br /&gt;She already almost 40 already.&lt;br /&gt;But still want compare height with my elder cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;Damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;Then later go back.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin that is same age as me go to do her homework.&lt;br /&gt;Then we sleep then see tv lor.&lt;br /&gt;After that eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma cook derh.&lt;br /&gt;Not so nice a dinner I would say.&lt;br /&gt;Because basically we dont like grandma's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;And forget to say that our grandma is really very...&lt;br /&gt;The person who sits beside her during lunch/dinner time will suffer.&lt;br /&gt;Because she will simply help you take any food no matter whether you like or not.&lt;br /&gt;So I am suffering during the entire lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;So dinner that time I learn guai already.&lt;br /&gt;I sit 2 chairs away from grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Sabo-ed my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end my cousin must finish up the whole fish soup.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we joke around with each other.&lt;br /&gt;They have so many comments about my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Is it really weird to them?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I really dont know because it looks ok to me.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I tied it up.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy post for the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-945266523648670132</id><published>2008-11-07T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:51:18.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's something that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.'&lt;/strong&gt; -Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Wishing to be friends is quick work, but friendship is a slow ripening fruit.'&lt;/strong&gt; - Aristotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'True friends stab you in the front.'&lt;/strong&gt; -Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And today's Marie Curie, the scientist's birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-945266523648670132?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/945266523648670132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=945266523648670132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/945266523648670132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/945266523648670132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/heres-something-that-makes-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6156738820803626787</id><published>2008-11-06T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:58:52.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;斗牛要不要，&lt;br /&gt;家好月圆，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSM3 AKA &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;歌舞青春3&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All nice shows.&lt;br /&gt;Plan to watch finish all of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6156738820803626787?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6156738820803626787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6156738820803626787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6156738820803626787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6156738820803626787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hsm3-aka-3-all-nice-shows.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7819122132949434289</id><published>2008-11-05T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:26:45.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabo by Jenny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Will you fall in love with a boy that is younger then you?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being love by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Being love bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What will you do if you have a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;I would buy myself a beautiful house, a equally beautiful sports car and get myself alot of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out your 15 favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I dont know? I always listen and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you liked has already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Forget the person and find someone who loves me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extreme happy?&lt;br /&gt;I think yes, but I forget already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who break their promise, copycats, betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. Future is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;For now, it's studies. For the future, it's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you be rather single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;Single and rich. Haha. Must enjoy first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You prefer fresh milk or chocolate milk?&lt;br /&gt;Fresh milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;If the person is good, I think it's worth it to give all in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simutanneously, which would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;The one who has better personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Must see who the person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What would you want to tell the person that you like?&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What type of person will you fall in love with?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is more direct sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Love or friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finish my task.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Magan for tagging.&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, thanks for recommending the good shows.&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely watch them.&lt;br /&gt;And and, 命中注定我爱你 is really a nice show.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine I had finish watching it in 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, no la. Because at home very bored.&lt;br /&gt;And I am gonna do something to my CCA.&lt;br /&gt;My parents dont want me come back singapore so early sia.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to face my seniors definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong timing for overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh me.&lt;br /&gt;Next year will choose properly derh.&lt;br /&gt;For today, we went to Shangri-la hotel for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Eat buffet!&lt;br /&gt;After that we sit outside a room.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly remembered that 2 years back me, my younger cousin in Singapore, my elder cousin in China and, my mother, their mother as well as other relatives go there for buffet also.&lt;br /&gt;So happy there. Because there got so damn alot people.&lt;br /&gt;Again the whole feel is like celebrating chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody lifting up their cups then drink beer.&lt;br /&gt;Haha so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just came home only.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I will stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7819122132949434289?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7819122132949434289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7819122132949434289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7819122132949434289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7819122132949434289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3747176108063048370</id><published>2008-11-02T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:54:57.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>命中注定我爱你 is a super nice show man!&lt;br /&gt;Omg especially the romantic parts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3747176108063048370?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3747176108063048370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3747176108063048370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3747176108063048370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3747176108063048370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-super-nice-show-man-omg-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1801632390549444034</id><published>2008-11-01T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:52:24.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yucks. Online cheater sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Just now go to a chatting website in China.&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau. I wanna vomit after sometime.&lt;br /&gt;There can choose the people we want talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Then later right, I go to a section called Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;And of course inside all Singaporean. (Maybe got a few cheaters who are not Singaporean).&lt;br /&gt;Then later I talk to a guy.&lt;br /&gt;That guy say he is from singapore.&lt;br /&gt;But after that when I ask him how old, he go to add me in QQ, dont want discuss that question.&lt;br /&gt;After that I also never force him la.&lt;br /&gt;I think he is quite old.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that he chat further with me.&lt;br /&gt;He ask me faster come back singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Because I told him I about Nov then come back.&lt;br /&gt;But because I think this is not something very private.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that he ask me want bf a not.&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau. I want ask him go die sia.&lt;br /&gt;But lucky I never.&lt;br /&gt;Then right, I ask him he china people a not.&lt;br /&gt;I ask him like that because his style is like china people.&lt;br /&gt;Then he admit, say yes.&lt;br /&gt;But he told me he from singapore just now.&lt;br /&gt;But very wu liao kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;So I dont want ask him.&lt;br /&gt;So after that I ask him boldly..&lt;br /&gt;You like cheater sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then he say lol.&lt;br /&gt;So I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;I deleted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about the next pervert now.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, this one was even worse.&lt;br /&gt;This pervert suddenly pop up and ask me stupid things when im talking to the first pervert.&lt;br /&gt;He said hi.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that he add me in QQ also.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I chat with him.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me whether I am feeling horny now or not.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask him the meaning of horny.&lt;br /&gt;He said it means sexually aroused.&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau. I see until here I know this person is a bian tai already.&lt;br /&gt;Then I show you the rest of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;feel horny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what horny means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;u dont know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;is it some pervertic meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sexually aroused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not pervertic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert:&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; just sexually aroused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;normal desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;many people can feel horny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok. are you a teacher? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maybe, sex teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;otherwise, not a teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;huh? i dont get what you mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;if any girl wanna learn sex, i can teach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;btw how old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i know how sex goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i am 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no need you to teach me sex thing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh, u r expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wow....so u can achieve orgasm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how would i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;u never feel orgasm? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you can continue this with other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then u r not expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maybe u r expert in making a man happy....but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting right?&lt;br /&gt;And idk what is orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;But I think the word he is talking about is organism.&lt;br /&gt;Which is very disgusting if it is true.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what he is talking about at the later part of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Yucks, And the reason why the conversation stopped halfway is because I cannot tahan already.&lt;br /&gt;Deleted that person liao.&lt;br /&gt;And I would never try online chatting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks and also yucks.&lt;br /&gt;But idk if I would have the desire to do that in future.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because it is quite a wonderful feeling seeing someone talking to somebody who wouldnt fall into their trap. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this blog is 1 years old liao.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yes, yesterday is Holloween.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my siblings and our maid had been celebrating Halloween before hand because they think it would not be so fun a Halloween without me.&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday was the actual halloween.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know if they got celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Remember the times when the maid brought my cousin home and scare him by hiding under the piano and making funny sounds with it.&lt;br /&gt;And me and my sister go held him back and do funny things.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, he cried.&lt;br /&gt;And thank god that the people staying beside our house never complain.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is shouting+laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;Kai xin jiu hao.&lt;br /&gt;Then the second time we go celebrate halloween under our house.&lt;br /&gt;We go hide everywhere as there were plenty full of places to hide.&lt;br /&gt;Then later my brother all alone and he cried.&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister(cousin) laugh then later my brother(cousin)heard.&lt;br /&gt;Then we got caught.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. If my sister had not laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Then the 3 of us would not get caught.&lt;br /&gt;So hyper now, after recalling all that nonsense and mess we did.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is over but belated happy halloween people!&lt;br /&gt;(Knew it's halloween long ago because I play neopets. Hey, I play neopets too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1801632390549444034?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1801632390549444034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1801632390549444034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1801632390549444034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1801632390549444034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/11/yucks.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4884799832246550014</id><published>2008-10-31T02:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:46:44.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally there is something fun happening.&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Xi Hu with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Took 2 buses.&lt;br /&gt;1st bus still ok.&lt;br /&gt;Because we only went in the bus for 1 stop then alight liao.&lt;br /&gt;But the 2nd bus I cannot ta han.&lt;br /&gt;First, there were like so many people.&lt;br /&gt;Next, the bus very smelly. (Because the window never close, all the smoke smell go in).&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the people very inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;Even those who sits down need to hold the sticks (ai ya pardon me for not knowing the correct word).&lt;br /&gt;Which I think there is not even a need to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Then dont know people got wash hand a not.&lt;br /&gt;The stick I hold very oily sia.&lt;br /&gt;Yucks. But I managed to change postion.&lt;br /&gt;And if you have car sick, you better dont take the bus in china.&lt;br /&gt;Because never once the road is stable.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere the bus goes the bus shake.&lt;br /&gt;Then some people just shout across the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Very loud.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dont know the bus company is poor or what.&lt;br /&gt;They state in the bus that if no aircon in the bus, $1(China money).&lt;br /&gt;If got aircon then $2.&lt;br /&gt;(And btw singapore to china's money exchange rate is 1:5 respectively).&lt;br /&gt;So $1 RMB=20 cents singapore dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Where got like that one?&lt;br /&gt;Even the very old buses in Singapore also 1000000000x cosier than china's bus.&lt;br /&gt;But even like this, the bus fare in china is much more cheaper than singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reach Xihu, grandma go meet her old friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk and take photo.&lt;br /&gt;I crazy liao, I even take her friend's picture.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, not forgetting the pictures, I try my best to upload them asap.&lt;br /&gt;But my photographic skill not so good la.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the trip is ok.&lt;br /&gt;I cant say I really enjoy it because they spend most of the time talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Then there got one big big lake.&lt;br /&gt;Can go ride boat.&lt;br /&gt;Is like those times where we celebrate dumpling festival.&lt;br /&gt;Must ride boat one mah.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, exactly that kind.&lt;br /&gt;I actually want go ride de but grandma's friends all dont want to ride.&lt;br /&gt;So I in the end cancel the idea.&lt;br /&gt;After that they sat at a place and chat again.&lt;br /&gt;Then after half an hour, we walk for quite a long distance to the place we going to eat.&lt;br /&gt;The place ok.&lt;br /&gt;But very squeezy.&lt;br /&gt;Because they want to sit together and there was like a total of 10 of them and including me.&lt;br /&gt;But the table at first only can sit 5/6 people.&lt;br /&gt;So everyone squeeze like hell then also steal the chairs and utensils from the table beside us.&lt;br /&gt;Then later very shiok sia.&lt;br /&gt;The food is ready when we just seated down not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;No need to wait long long like in other places.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the things I hate when we dine out.&lt;br /&gt;Then we eat and talk lor.&lt;br /&gt;They order beer.&lt;br /&gt;Then they cheer each other like already new year like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then after we finish, got one uncle not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;Then he lie down and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought he just headache of what.&lt;br /&gt;But in fact he is drunk sia.&lt;br /&gt;When I dont know he drunk that time I thought he sleepwalking because he never open his eyes then walk.&lt;br /&gt;But after that grandma tell me then I know.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that he rest lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then after like very long then we just go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;Still got science centre trip.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to answer to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;But they sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is a period when we rest.&lt;br /&gt;But they still want to find stupid things for us to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;CCA, enrichment programme, lessons and etc.&lt;br /&gt;I hate all that.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe teachers simply dont know the meaning of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You dont have to bluff me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He means more than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Although he is selfish to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can continue to be stupid and I dont care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dont tell me nice things when you dont mean what you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I cannot trust you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-679130185286439524</id><published>2008-10-29T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T04:58:51.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Omg it is a ...... day today.&lt;br /&gt;About new maid derh.&lt;br /&gt;The new maid dont even know how to wash plates and cups sia.&lt;br /&gt;Simple things my grandma had to stand beside her then tell her what to do.&lt;br /&gt;And of course more larh.&lt;br /&gt;I wont elaborate much as I am afraid some sensitive people might think I am insulting the maid.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously I am not insulting anyone here right?!!&lt;br /&gt;And just think with common sense.&lt;br /&gt;Can a person who cant even wash dishes properly do other chores well?&lt;br /&gt;No right?&lt;br /&gt;Washing dishes is like so simple.&lt;br /&gt;Even you and me can do it.&lt;br /&gt;And and..table manners!!&lt;br /&gt;The maid dont know what is table manners I think.&lt;br /&gt;And the maid still want high salary.&lt;br /&gt;She demand for it!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I have gone too far already.&lt;br /&gt;Better stop. If just people can be less sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we are sending her back early in the morning tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Just changed the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;I know it is kinda lame.&lt;br /&gt;But just want to change blogskin urgently.&lt;br /&gt;Ya craps. Bye then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-679130185286439524?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/679130185286439524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=679130185286439524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/679130185286439524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/679130185286439524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6333328522106539522</id><published>2008-10-27T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:50:00.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah I am here posting about yesterday's happenings again.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday basically just go 'fashion password' trim and cut my hair a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Lol right? The shop name is fashion password.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was starring at the shop name and thinking how password can link to hair.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, the haircut was not very bad I would say.&lt;br /&gt;At least better than last time.&lt;br /&gt;No style de. Because last time my hair is aunt cut one.&lt;br /&gt;But now I wouldnt let her touch my hair again.&lt;br /&gt;I had enough nightmares after she cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Not even a single time I am sastified.&lt;br /&gt;And I am not the only one who thinks this way.&lt;br /&gt;Even my cousin also thinks so.&lt;br /&gt;I mean my younger cousin.&lt;br /&gt;She only primary 4 this year and she study in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime my aunt help her cut hair she everytime will cry.&lt;br /&gt;I have choice, but she dont have.&lt;br /&gt;Because my aunt is her mother.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I want to know something.&lt;br /&gt;Is it expensive to have a haircut with $8 in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;It also includes straightening of hair.&lt;br /&gt;But not permenant straighten. Just for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;That 3 lines is my question.&lt;br /&gt;But I have not cut my hair in Singapore even once sia.&lt;br /&gt;So I think that $8 is quite cheap?&lt;br /&gt;That is just my guess.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mother yesterday say $8 very expensive because,&lt;br /&gt;China only charge students for $2 or some times only $1 for haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's the end of the hair topic.&lt;br /&gt;Now I tell you all other things.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin in China is 13 this year, same like me.&lt;br /&gt;But she is almost going for unversity sia.&lt;br /&gt;Omg I felt so useless compared to her.&lt;br /&gt;Then got one time her mother bring back exam papers for marking.&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousin helped her mother to mark the papers sia.&lt;br /&gt;Impressive isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;That's all le bah. Basically only trim abit of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;My mother's birthday yesterday sia.&lt;br /&gt;But never celebrate her birthday as everybody forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6333328522106539522?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6333328522106539522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6333328522106539522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6333328522106539522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6333328522106539522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah-i-am-here-posting-about-yesterdays.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-5317868589050912709</id><published>2008-10-24T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:09:30.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 25/10/08.&lt;br /&gt;I did not post for yesterday so I posting the things that happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning wake up then after breakfast go to the market with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Just go out the condo can hear Doreamon song.&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought from the condo but is actually from the kindergarden.&lt;br /&gt;Then now talk about the market.&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau eh, the place is like so dirty.&lt;br /&gt;Then the road is not straight.&lt;br /&gt;So got some areas protrude out then some protrude in.&lt;br /&gt;Then got water inside the protrude in area.&lt;br /&gt;Very dirty lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then the vehicles owner never control themselves.&lt;br /&gt;They just ride across the market.&lt;br /&gt;Then the water splash everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Then some ppl just sell their things along the way ppl walk.&lt;br /&gt;And got one sell meat de uncle.&lt;br /&gt;He just put the meat on the wooden table.&lt;br /&gt;Then there were flies everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Then the worse thing was, my grandma still go there and buy meat sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then go home that time I dont dare to eat the meat.&lt;br /&gt;Then the rice they give me got sweet potato on top de.&lt;br /&gt;I know it is nutritious but I dont like.&lt;br /&gt;Then boring lor.&lt;br /&gt;Had a short nap after that.&lt;br /&gt;Then wake up after that eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then after bath go downstairs admire the place.&lt;br /&gt;Then later saw some aunty dancing with their radio sia.&lt;br /&gt;Omg that was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;Then later they dance finish liao then got one aunty find my mother.&lt;br /&gt;She tell us upstairs got coffee shop then we go up and see.&lt;br /&gt;Then shop actually haven start to open.&lt;br /&gt;Then we just sit inside listen classical music then had some tea and cakes.&lt;br /&gt;Then the first one is normal tea la.&lt;br /&gt;Brownish in colour.&lt;br /&gt;After that when we finish drink the shop owner go give us the other tea.&lt;br /&gt;She gave us a red colour tea.&lt;br /&gt;Smell quite nice but very sour.&lt;br /&gt;Then weird weird de like eating flower like that.&lt;br /&gt;But the shop owner there talking to us so I force myself to drink.&lt;br /&gt;If never drink very paiseh mah.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end at 11 we go home sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But I still online play card games with ppl I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;QQ games. Dont know if anyone heard before.&lt;br /&gt;Then that's all for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today right, my grandma make me wake up at 9 then after that she ask me follow her see my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;I tired so dont want follow.&lt;br /&gt;But some how I regretted because now at home very boring.&lt;br /&gt;Only few ppl at home so my mother buy spaghetti and roasted chicken wing for us.&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, back to posting again as I had promised this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this post a short one as I going to bed le.&lt;br /&gt;Then this afternoon never had a nap.&lt;br /&gt;And suprisingly grandma never force me go sleep sia. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then play play play the comp until 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Go shopping with mother.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that go to eat Ajisen noodle a.k.a wei qian la mian.&lt;br /&gt;Never try before so go in try.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a hard decision.&lt;br /&gt;Because there is 3 food outlets there.&lt;br /&gt;Got pizza shop, got beef specialist shop and lastly got Ajisen noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore side by side.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, quite nice la the noodle.&lt;br /&gt;I like the spoon they provide us.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is like those kind of things you use for bathing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Dont know how to describe it very well.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that go to a shop that is similar to popular.&lt;br /&gt;Inside basically got toys, books, stationaries and of course some CDs.&lt;br /&gt;Is like Popular lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then later got one section call Music.&lt;br /&gt;I go there see got Zhongruan things a not then later I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;But it is the scores sia.&lt;br /&gt;No use for me.&lt;br /&gt;Then later saw many many piano books.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end only brought 1.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that also brought a zhongruan CD.&lt;br /&gt;Like that lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then later go shoe shop but the shoe I like dont have my size.&lt;br /&gt;*Sadden*.&lt;br /&gt;No choice lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then go market buy some things then go home bath.&lt;br /&gt;After that play comp again lor.&lt;br /&gt;If not what can I do late in the night？Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then play card games like yesterday night again.&lt;br /&gt;Then now here I am, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And I had not change the blogskin for like so long already.&lt;br /&gt;Because cannot find the ones I like.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, then it is like so boring reading the posts I put up right?&lt;br /&gt;Ai ya nevermind I try my very best to put up pictures if I can.&lt;br /&gt;Now late already. 0.08am already.&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed now. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-5317868589050912709?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5317868589050912709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=5317868589050912709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5317868589050912709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/5317868589050912709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-251008.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2621284618967688574</id><published>2008-10-23T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:32:01.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo people!&lt;br /&gt;Im posting! Wow, I cant believe that.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe that I can still post in China.&lt;br /&gt;Ya btw, I have already reached China at 8.00 just now.&lt;br /&gt;But during the way to the waiting place, some stupid things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Because I going alone to China mah, then my aunt ask the staff there to bring me in.&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau, the 2 staffs are like so tall and nice-looking.&lt;br /&gt;I stand beside them like stand beside alien like that.&lt;br /&gt;Because I short mah.&lt;br /&gt;But they only 22!&lt;br /&gt;Then later during the waiting place, there got one stupid aunty.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 staffs already tell her they are my VPs.&lt;br /&gt;Then the stupid aunty go tell them actually like that must pay money one.&lt;br /&gt;Then they dont know also.&lt;br /&gt;So the aunty say never mind, but next time cannot like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards that stupid aunty still smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;Real stupid and idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;Saw classmate's blog and saw them with Mr Ong's photo.&lt;br /&gt;But just too bad I need to rush to airport today if not I definitely stay back de.&lt;br /&gt;And also the stupid HMT thing made me almost late for airport.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didnt late for the flight.&lt;br /&gt;And now, staying in the stupid house.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know China also can go blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Because last time my cousin tell me China cannot go blogger, she tried before.&lt;br /&gt;But today can go in lor.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she type wrong url.&lt;br /&gt;Freaky, still got science centre trip during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Learn the dont know what DNA.&lt;br /&gt;But the worse of all is that we need to go ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;So bad luck. The teacher tell us to return the consent form.&lt;br /&gt;But I cant even return lor, how to ask teacher to arrange the time for me?&lt;br /&gt;And I am having very bad impression of CCKS now.&lt;br /&gt;They never keep their promise at all.&lt;br /&gt;They even dare to issue forms to us and our parents saying they returning report books on the 17th this month.&lt;br /&gt;But eventually we got the report books today only.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore time is the same as in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna post my ultra bad results now.&lt;br /&gt;I can only give grades as I cant remember it all.&lt;br /&gt;As=5&lt;br /&gt;Bs=6&lt;br /&gt;C=1&lt;br /&gt;Class position=25/37&lt;br /&gt;Level ranking=145/230&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2621284618967688574?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2621284618967688574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2621284618967688574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2621284618967688574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2621284618967688574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/yo-people-im-posting-wow-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-8716940480947841918</id><published>2008-10-21T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:13:45.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today no cca,&lt;br /&gt;so went straight home and have lunch with cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Sian lar, at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many things that you have said behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;Dont treat me like a fool for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to criticise me?&lt;br /&gt;You are in the wrong first.&lt;br /&gt;Just hate me all you want if it can make you happier.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care about how you feel about me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But just dont influence people to hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Because I think I dont deserve that.&lt;br /&gt;If you think I have typed anything wrong here or I misunderstood you,&lt;br /&gt;please feel free to tell me face to face.&lt;br /&gt;I am very willing to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-8716940480947841918?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8716940480947841918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=8716940480947841918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8716940480947841918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8716940480947841918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-no-cca-so-went-straight-home-and.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-6391044056894193340</id><published>2008-10-18T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:27:42.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Some times I feel that being a human is really very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;We oftenly could not do what we want to do.&lt;br /&gt;We always cannot get the things we want.&lt;br /&gt;We most of the time cannot change the whole situation to our liking.&lt;br /&gt;We must suppress our feelings inside our heart.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot and doesnt dare to tell the people we hate to scram off.&lt;br /&gt;We just have to bear with everything and anything most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Not only like this,&lt;br /&gt;We also must try very hard to make our parents happy.&lt;br /&gt;By changing our character, by studying ultra hard to score A1 for some parents.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the people must find a job that we do not like just to make a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;Im not angry or directing this post at anyone now.&lt;br /&gt;Just woken from my sleep and realise all these things that I need to do and amazed by these.&lt;br /&gt;All of it is for me.&lt;br /&gt;I know many ppl out there can do better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Now going to something happy.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the maid found a queen ant flying outside the kitchen window.&lt;br /&gt;She quickly caught it and trap it inside a transparent plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;Then she show my sister.&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister go take her textbook then want to build a ant house.&lt;br /&gt;I thought she was joking but she really did the house.&lt;br /&gt;She go to take the wood then measure then glue the other wood pieces tgt.&lt;br /&gt;So there is an enclosed area.&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the afternoon she go to the house downstairs then catch some ants.&lt;br /&gt;But all are quite big in size.&lt;br /&gt;Then she take some sand put inside the container.&lt;br /&gt;Then she transfer the sand and ants into her ant house.&lt;br /&gt;Then later right my aunt and uncle come from their room to downstairs see my sister.&lt;br /&gt;They scold her because she is attracting ants. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-6391044056894193340?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6391044056894193340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=6391044056894193340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6391044056894193340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/6391044056894193340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-times-i-feel-that-being-human-is.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2287232206748697403</id><published>2008-10-17T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:29:15.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never post yesterday because lazy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today had some lame games in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Finding items.&lt;br /&gt;End up no group then must join boys.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing glorious about it.&lt;br /&gt;Those few boys just stand there waste time.&lt;br /&gt;One butterfly question also take so long to finish.&lt;br /&gt;OMG I dont want to elaborate this la.&lt;br /&gt;Then go recess that time so boring.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find 1/6 friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then later go back class.&lt;br /&gt;All the people like all go out the class.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jenny go out I follow.&lt;br /&gt;Then later knew that actually school ended already.&lt;br /&gt;Only 12.30 sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then when lunch time, I cannot find 1/6 friends again.&lt;br /&gt;Then join 1/9 friends.&lt;br /&gt;They good la.&lt;br /&gt;Then later Yu Han come find them then later go to 1/4 classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Inside empty derh.&lt;br /&gt;Then Yuhan and Yixuan (from 1/9) practice dance inside sia.&lt;br /&gt;Because they from dance then today no CCA for them.&lt;br /&gt;They dance well and also very funny.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Han Lu laughing non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Then later in between played some fun games.&lt;br /&gt;If lose must do dance and must sing some songs.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I never lose.&lt;br /&gt;Then later 2pm bell ring liao.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Han Lu chiong like siao go to CO room there for CCA.&lt;br /&gt;So bad today got 合奏 sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then go in practice. More fun than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Then senior talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Fun la. What can I say otherwise? Haha. But it is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then next week is the last day of CCA for me.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know must cheer or must cry.&lt;br /&gt;But can change the time when come back.&lt;br /&gt;Achieve for shorter time outside Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering what happen yesterday right?&lt;br /&gt;Ok I tell you. Yesterday go science centre.&lt;br /&gt;Boring la. Teacher just bring us in then we tour among ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Then eat Mac. There got lots of ppl from xxx secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;(Better dont say the school name la. Later get trouble).&lt;br /&gt;The boys in that school is like so unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Cut queue problem is like so serious lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then I can only hate them in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2287232206748697403?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2287232206748697403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2287232206748697403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2287232206748697403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2287232206748697403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-post-yesterday-because-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4355625051500451622</id><published>2008-10-15T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T03:26:52.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the heck.&lt;br /&gt;Later got CCA.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody today at home I think only me go school bah.&lt;br /&gt;Later must sit there do nothing in the C.O room again.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe got 合奏?&lt;br /&gt;But even so, I also die la.&lt;br /&gt;Borrow instrument home I also never practice.&lt;br /&gt;Later senior check then how?&lt;br /&gt;Later got 合奏I forget how to play leh?&lt;br /&gt;Ai yo. Going at 2 pm later.&lt;br /&gt;Scared until cannot sleep again in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Scared later oversleep.&lt;br /&gt;Go late is like so malu!&lt;br /&gt;Then some more leaving Singapore in 8 days' time.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know senior will get shocked a not.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe posting again.&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Back from CCA already.&lt;br /&gt;Now is 6.08pm.&lt;br /&gt;As predicted, I really forget how to play some parts of the SYF song.&lt;br /&gt;End of year concert date brought forward to 11 Dec...no comments.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I should be coming back after 45 days?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I not very sure the exact date.&lt;br /&gt;Should be around December the first week.&lt;br /&gt;Next, we go to the semi-circle place practice,&lt;br /&gt;beside the science lab.&lt;br /&gt;Yuyou shuang lo. Never come today.&lt;br /&gt;Then the laboratory technician very luo suo like that.&lt;br /&gt;Remind us to off the lights for like 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;Then right, I see the senior teaching me also like very ke lian.&lt;br /&gt;Must like note by note teach.&lt;br /&gt;Then later she test me again, I almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Played some wrong notes again.&lt;br /&gt;Some how the fingering chart sometimes not accurate.&lt;br /&gt;Then later had some fun with seniors in between.&lt;br /&gt;Yun Fang always give sweets. One of my favourite senior, including Minxuan and Deon.&lt;br /&gt;They very patient everytime.&lt;br /&gt;Had some problems during CCA.&lt;br /&gt;Wont say much now.&lt;br /&gt;Later going down to play daidi with cousins and maid.&lt;br /&gt;Going dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 days left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4355625051500451622?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4355625051500451622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4355625051500451622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4355625051500451622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4355625051500451622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3206070135080225095</id><published>2008-10-14T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T03:20:57.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to continue what I want to do yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Today all the results has been out, except for english paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;Idk how I had the courage to post my score even it is bad. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I would be going to post the grades when I got my report book.&lt;br /&gt;I know it is confusing now.&lt;br /&gt;I am confused by myself too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;There's no school for me tomorrow. Promotion day. Everything is damn fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT: A1 ( forget the score already)&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper 2: 27/30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;Over than over liao.&lt;br /&gt;I cant do anything to increase my score. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 more days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3206070135080225095?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3206070135080225095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3206070135080225095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3206070135080225095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3206070135080225095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothing-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4387535833334489875</id><published>2008-10-13T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T03:20:01.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, I got back most my results.&lt;br /&gt;As expected, it is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English paper 2: 30/50&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper 1: 29/50&lt;br /&gt;Science paper: 59.5/100&lt;br /&gt;History: 65/100 (converted score)&lt;br /&gt;Geography: 38/70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the rest, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Have to wait till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 more days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Stupid ass lah the maid and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;Shout to them they purposely dont want to answer me.&lt;br /&gt;Then still run like hell when I open the door to see what happen.&lt;br /&gt;Hate them lah. Like see ghost like that.&lt;br /&gt;Alot things dont want to say.&lt;br /&gt;But since I so free and angry now, I shall say.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid maid yesterday night drank my milk sia.&lt;br /&gt;Can drink milk, never say cannot or restrict her.&lt;br /&gt;But she never take cup.&lt;br /&gt;She just drink by putting the milk container by her mouth sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then I see her I very shock.&lt;br /&gt;I just say omg then she like suddenly jump like that.&lt;br /&gt;So scared then dont do it in the first place lor.&lt;br /&gt;Still say she never drink.&lt;br /&gt;But I really saw her drink!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna complain to aunt, but scared later she take revenge on me.&lt;br /&gt;Then everytime I quarrel with the maid I also very paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;Scared to ask her help me do things.&lt;br /&gt;Better not do anything.&lt;br /&gt;But never confirm hor.&lt;br /&gt;I might change my mind for not complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4387535833334489875?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4387535833334489875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4387535833334489875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4387535833334489875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4387535833334489875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/right-i-got-back-most-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-8556006804112030676</id><published>2008-10-12T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:18:23.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Abacus lesson! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Just now my brother go CC for abacus lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. When I see abacus I will think of myself last time.&lt;br /&gt;I primary 1 or so, school got teach abacus.&lt;br /&gt;Then I cannot underdstand anything.&lt;br /&gt;Then go home my mother teach me then I still dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got scolding and beatings.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Happy childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..then yesterday got something very funny.&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother 6 years old already.&lt;br /&gt;But the maid still like to feed my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday right, the maid prank my brother.&lt;br /&gt;He feed him that time, my brother see tv.&lt;br /&gt;Then the maid take the rice near his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother dont know then he open his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;But his eyes are on the tv.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, the maid never put the rice into his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;She move the rice here and there but my brother never notice.&lt;br /&gt;He just open his mouth without knowing what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally the show no more liao.&lt;br /&gt;When he look at the rice and the maid, he finally know what is happening!&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Then he lightly beat the maid's hand and ask her to feed him.&lt;br /&gt;But the maid still acting sia.&lt;br /&gt;She still never feed him.&lt;br /&gt;Then later my brother 'eh' at her then the maid just say 'oh ok ok sorry'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;午餐肉每次遇到即时面也会打即时面, 可是有一次, 午餐肉见到意大利面却打意大利面, 为什么呢?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;因为午餐肉对意大利面说: 你别以为你做了负离子直发我便不认得你!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Lame lame. Doing count down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12 days more to the big day!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-8556006804112030676?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8556006804112030676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=8556006804112030676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8556006804112030676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8556006804112030676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/abacus-lesson-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-8905705732206191380</id><published>2008-10-11T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:21:48.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I not wrong school ends at the 23 of October?&lt;br /&gt;If that is true, yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;I have begged my mum to buy tickets to Korea and she had agreed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-8905705732206191380?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8905705732206191380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=8905705732206191380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8905705732206191380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/8905705732206191380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-not-wrong-school-ends-at-23-of.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-1317777388380857953</id><published>2008-10-10T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:06:17.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Never recall still dont know. I have been going to Changi airport for lunch for so many times already. But everytime only go mac. Then take the MRT home. Haha. Now me, my sister and the maid are expert in going to airport already. Similarly, we are also experts in taking MRT home. But yesterday me and my sister was super high sia. We go around taking brochures and flyers to read. Then on the shelves got alot brochures like food, place of interest. Then I took Esplanade Diary. Inside is all the shows/concerts that are going to put up in the esplanade from now to the end of the year. Mostly are orchestra, band and drama. Planning to see them. Haha. Then on the MRT that time we are like idiots holding on to the brochures. Then my sister keep on droping her things on the floor. Then my sister suggest taking the long way home. Meaning instead of alighting at Jurong East then switch to red line, she want to alight at City Hall then travel all the way to Bukit Batok. Siao larh. Got like 20 over stops lor. Some more got alot people. Then standing like for so long. Then later the maid crazy le. She that time in mac also say want go back late what. Then later in the MRT she blame us non-stop for taking the long route. Wa lau. Then go home that time we got questioned by aunt for why we are so late. I push all the blame to my sister. Then my sister just say lor. Then my aunt go ask the maid after that. The maid think my sister never own up then she scold my sister again. Haha. Sister so ke lian. Homework haven finish some more still want go home late. Ok then bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-1317777388380857953?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1317777388380857953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=1317777388380857953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1317777388380857953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/1317777388380857953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-4729239164193365739</id><published>2008-10-08T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:13:15.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;I can start high-ing all over again without feeling 内疚 to myself le.&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for results.&lt;br /&gt;17 October is the doom day for me, the day for report book.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will hesitate like stupid idiots to open my report book to see my results.&lt;br /&gt;And after this, I dont know need go school a not.&lt;br /&gt;How I want to fly to Korea!&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for holidays to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Targets for End-of-Year:&lt;br /&gt;English-B4&lt;br /&gt;Maths-B3&lt;br /&gt;Science-B4&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue-A1&lt;br /&gt;Geography-C5&lt;br /&gt;History-B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope im not too far away from my targets!!!&lt;br /&gt;And now there is thunder and lightning.&lt;br /&gt;I better stop posting now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-4729239164193365739?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4729239164193365739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=4729239164193365739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4729239164193365739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/4729239164193365739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-7242818227168438731</id><published>2008-10-07T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T04:25:27.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiyo. Now sleepy and drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;Affected by the shampoo again.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes the shampoo cannot affect me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today maths and science test.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot finish the maths paper sia..&lt;br /&gt;Then science I no confident in my answer.&lt;br /&gt;But..we must think positively!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow maths paper 2 can pull me up derh mah.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will do faster.&lt;br /&gt;Overall both maths and science is easy.&lt;br /&gt;*Yawns.&lt;br /&gt;Must go study again le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-7242818227168438731?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7242818227168438731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=7242818227168438731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7242818227168438731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/7242818227168438731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-169655057707556357</id><published>2008-10-06T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:04:29.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the history and geography test.&lt;br /&gt;The night before I study like siao, scared this, scared that.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday afternoon I tried to study but very noisy.&lt;br /&gt;Sister having piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Then when the lesson finished, it's time for dinner already.&lt;br /&gt;Then after bath then start study.&lt;br /&gt;Not I lazy, before exam 2 weeks I got study geography and history.&lt;br /&gt;But now I all forget already.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot study early.&lt;br /&gt;Because I will forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;Hugging the buddha's foot is the best way for me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate subjects like history and geography sia.&lt;br /&gt;Never study=0 marks.&lt;br /&gt;But for maths and science, even we never study also can do some questions.&lt;br /&gt;So I prefer maths and science.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is the day for maths and science!&lt;br /&gt;I had not prepared yet.&lt;br /&gt;And the day after tomorrow still have.&lt;br /&gt;Then plus the stupid lessons teachers want to conduct, I can only delay the holiday time.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz..And today's history paper is ok.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will not fail.&lt;br /&gt;I think a B grade is not impossible. &lt;strong&gt;B4&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Because source base is easy.&lt;br /&gt;Then the essay questions got some I have totally no idea of the answers sia..&lt;br /&gt;I think there is about 2 of such questions.&lt;br /&gt;Then I anyhow create answer.&lt;br /&gt;But but but...for geography, I must say that I have a feeling I will flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;Not I never study.&lt;br /&gt;But I got some questions lazy to memorise, thinking that I know everything,&lt;br /&gt;Oh..Before I forget, there is something funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;Today during recess, as usual, hanging out with 1/6 people.&lt;br /&gt;Then they brought geography book to study.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw they studying rocks and stones all that.&lt;br /&gt;Then the first thing I do was..&lt;br /&gt;Me: ''Eh? Geography need study rocks meh?''&lt;br /&gt;Minghui: ''Ya. The whole book also.''&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like "What?!"&lt;br /&gt;Then I told them no then they dont believe.&lt;br /&gt;Then after go back class, I ask Grace need study whole book a not, she say no.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I flip through paper that time I also never see rocks questions,&lt;br /&gt;only saw those that the checklist say got test derh.&lt;br /&gt;Only got test those on the checklist mah.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. They blur blur derh.&lt;br /&gt;Then got test questions on !Kung bushmen.&lt;br /&gt;But questions to this bushmen is quite easy this round.&lt;br /&gt;But got one question strucks me.&lt;br /&gt;How is waterfall formed?&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. I create the answer also.&lt;br /&gt;But the reason I never study on this is because I dont know need to study.&lt;br /&gt;Then got quite alot questions, I very unsure.&lt;br /&gt;Then like I only managed to give one or two points only.&lt;br /&gt;But the question is like 4 or 5 marks lor.&lt;br /&gt;Hai..I estimate I only can get C5 or C6.&lt;br /&gt;I scared I fail.&lt;br /&gt;So dont want estimate I fail. Later really fail I will &lt;strong&gt;DIE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot and also dont want to remain in my SA1 position anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I must improve and lastly, I dont want retain. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Hahs. Long post. Good luck for everyone taking exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-169655057707556357?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/169655057707556357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=169655057707556357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/169655057707556357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/169655057707556357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-history-and-geography-test.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2612482169264623435</id><published>2008-10-03T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:14:17.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Now I gonna tell you all how to know if you got sunburn-ed.&lt;br /&gt;First, your skin will turn &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that when you touch, you will feel pain.&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so easy to see right?&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday got English exam.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 I siao already la.&lt;br /&gt;I forget the informal writing is justified left de.&lt;br /&gt;Then I leave 2 spacing before each paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I alert that time ah.&lt;br /&gt;Then actually want to rewrite everything.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I think it is very time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;So I just go put an arrow pointing on the left on the 2 spacing place.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dont know the teacher understand a not.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Dont think so much is better.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its over..&lt;br /&gt;Then next 3 days all exam.&lt;br /&gt;So siao lor.&lt;br /&gt;That means I only have today and tomorrow to study sia.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday lazy never study mah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Go turf club eat then celebrate grandma's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Then right, I still gong gong de.&lt;br /&gt;I blur blur, still not sure how to draw graph.&lt;br /&gt;That time teacher got write notes then I copy but I forget where I put.&lt;br /&gt;Oh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;That teacher is terrible with her teaching sia.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I understand la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2612482169264623435?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2612482169264623435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2612482169264623435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2612482169264623435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2612482169264623435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-2194956983185717145</id><published>2008-10-02T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:43:19.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;I got sunburn-ed!&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday go HortPark then exercise, walk &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9km&lt;/span&gt; sia.&lt;br /&gt;Hai...Got bridge dont want walk, want use the rubble pile place.&lt;br /&gt;What the..Then I stupid go use the uncomfortable shoes sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then make until my leg behind very pain then my toes also.&lt;br /&gt;Then I am like aliens.&lt;br /&gt;I go wear the shoes half way only.&lt;br /&gt;Then make the shoes until dirty.&lt;br /&gt;Then after come back home that day, I felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;The shoulder part is like so pain lor.&lt;br /&gt;Double sunburn I should say.&lt;br /&gt;Because before the day when I visit HortPark, I go to swimming for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Then is like know I am like very black.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I turn over my arms, the below part very white then the back part black.&lt;br /&gt;Oops..Now then I know how white im last time.&lt;br /&gt;Then now I am like charcoal colour in progress already.&lt;br /&gt;If I continue going to swimming.&lt;br /&gt;But swimming is fun man!!!&lt;br /&gt;Awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-2194956983185717145?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2194956983185717145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=2194956983185717145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2194956983185717145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/2194956983185717145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-hell-i-got-sunburn-ed-last-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-3876097821679501369</id><published>2008-09-30T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:19:10.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;那年长夜, 他们相遇,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;她以为是头一回遇上他,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;只有他知道,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;他们在时间的隧道里早已经相遇过......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;张小娴&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-3876097821679501369?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3876097821679501369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1911586948284304767&amp;postID=3876097821679501369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3876097821679501369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911586948284304767/posts/default/3876097821679501369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>angelicAngel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14548574349910113005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911586948284304767.post-381593942084176114</id><published>2008-09-28T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:06:21.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm now leaving to slay the foe-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fight the battles, high and low.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm leaving, Mother, hear me go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please wish me luck today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've grown my wings, I want to fly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seize my victories where they lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm going, Mom, but please dont cry-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just let me find my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iwant to see and touch and hear, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though there are dangers, there are fears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll smile my smiles and dry my tears-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please let me speak my say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm off to find my world, my dreams,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crave my niche, sew my seams,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember, as I sail my streams-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll love you, all the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brooke Mueller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1911586948284304767-381593942084176114?l=cutesjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutesjo.blogspot.com/feeds/381593942084176114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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