<?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-19247451</id><updated>2012-02-04T02:41:06.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honorable suicide notes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6927815966820034297</id><published>2009-12-22T04:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T04:43:45.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing good last forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mindhacks.com/blog/files/2005/07/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 258px;" src="http://www.mindhacks.com/blog/files/2005/07/time.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again imma gonna say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A LONG TIME MAN.&lt;br /&gt;its been almost like a friggin year since i get myself to this deserted blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;literally dead and swipped out of the cyberspace sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i am like now so bored and couldnt get to slp.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to see how is my blog doing.&lt;br /&gt;and oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dead! even the blogskin expired!&lt;br /&gt;Hence TADA! eventually trigger me to change a whole new skin.&lt;br /&gt;alright i know its not really user friend with is small navi screen up and down.&lt;br /&gt;turn off however i dont see any i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus IMPROVISE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Its cute alright. my mini chatbox in that ipod.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. however ive a problem to add in additional links for my friends' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh... &lt;br /&gt;life been good i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Homeclub, in SIM now studying businessssss...&lt;br /&gt;weird leap from design to business. &lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY.. not that i hate design or what.. &lt;br /&gt;ive my reason. and im still working part time/freelance as &lt;br /&gt;graphic designer alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. life been good.. oh i gone thru that part.&lt;br /&gt;jus maybe money wise aint tat good as im workin a full time now.&lt;br /&gt;however, somewhat enjoying the sweetness of life without stressing cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;however, its ending soon. like next year.&lt;br /&gt;blahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing good last forever.&lt;br /&gt;just like my bloody blog skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div 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forever.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-7742678550758918268</id><published>2009-03-25T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T04:35:28.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as strange as emily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hello internet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;how life's doing virtually for you?&lt;br /&gt;it has been the same for me, like as it has for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've work like usual on weekdays,&lt;br /&gt;late like usual.&lt;br /&gt;less party on weekends, like "&lt;em&gt;usual&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im losing myself as a person.&lt;br /&gt;i do not wish to socialise, nor to get involve.&lt;br /&gt;what have i become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there something so tiresome for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship tamed me into someone that i dont know?&lt;br /&gt;or just strange to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange like a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps this is just &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... there's &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;its in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;scurring for something... for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designing.&lt;br /&gt;colours.&lt;br /&gt;inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;learn.&lt;br /&gt;earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;busy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. i need &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month i am turning away from 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number i feared the most when i &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; as young as today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone.&lt;br /&gt;many said its door to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone.&lt;br /&gt;i say its the door to &lt;em&gt;doom&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age it just a number,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as the digits grow&lt;br /&gt;it hold more than you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be change.&lt;br /&gt;just 4 mths away.&lt;br /&gt;i yearn for that.&lt;br /&gt;very much longing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i dont know what i'll be.&lt;br /&gt;it's as strange as you to me.&lt;br /&gt;future cant be seen.&lt;br /&gt;my shoes are not yours to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. weird.&lt;br /&gt;this is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was when u understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sign off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pangst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strange side of Christina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-7742678550758918268?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/7742678550758918268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=7742678550758918268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7742678550758918268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7742678550758918268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-strange-as-emily.html' title='as strange as emily.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6970936296792377487</id><published>2009-03-15T03:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:14:54.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doc Pang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.co.thurston.wa.us/medic1/images/cpr1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://www.co.thurston.wa.us/medic1/images/cpr1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somebody save me! &lt;em&gt;(shout from your screen)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know its dead.&lt;br /&gt;no one is able to save it, only i could.&lt;br /&gt;the soonest i will, when im free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Doc Pang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6970936296792377487?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6970936296792377487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6970936296792377487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6970936296792377487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6970936296792377487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2009/03/reviving.html' title='Doc Pang'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-880177506599690923</id><published>2009-01-18T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:47:13.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's for sharing</title><content type='html'>i know many thought my blog was dead.&lt;br /&gt;you guys are dead wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i'm jus lazy lah! haha... been busy.&lt;br /&gt;nth much made me really wanna post anything as i couldnt fork out much time&lt;br /&gt;however this is sooooooooo good that i cant possibly give it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;this makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;it made my bum bum move on my seat.&lt;br /&gt;hope it does for you too&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUZrrbgCdYc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUZrrbgCdYc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an TMobile advert at Liverpool Street Station.&lt;br /&gt;Life's for Sharing!&lt;br /&gt;im sharing this with you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-880177506599690923?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/880177506599690923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=880177506599690923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/880177506599690923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/880177506599690923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifes-for-sharing.html' title='life&apos;s for sharing'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6678377319974736109</id><published>2008-11-18T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:14:18.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myartwar</title><content type='html'>this is my online portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive updated like finally,&lt;br /&gt;with works from homeclub made my portfolio livelier!&lt;br /&gt;haha, because ive work to do everyday and i can update it with my work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to post this here cuz ive nv really publicize my own portfolio online actually.&lt;br /&gt;i only gave the links to companies when i was hunting for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why ive this sudden thought to publicizing my portfolio here on my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;its not much publicity but its a small start yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/myartwar/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ART WAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot people! feel free to ask me Qs about my work too.&lt;br /&gt;the.art.war@gamil.com or my personal mail too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks&lt;br /&gt;aitessss!&lt;br /&gt;gtg go smoke out from office as its knock off time yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smoke out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6678377319974736109?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6678377319974736109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6678377319974736109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6678377319974736109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6678377319974736109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/11/myartwar.html' title='myartwar'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6651490555527713841</id><published>2008-11-18T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:01:53.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>painstaking hour</title><content type='html'>ytd was the worst raining day i ever lived through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way to work and it started raining,&lt;br /&gt;when i reach my destination which is jus opp my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;i was helplessly stucked at the bus stop for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;and that hr was the most painstaking hr ive ever been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost every car drove past the nearest road to the bus stop, &lt;br /&gt;make a "tidal wave" towards the whole entire bus stop and ive no where to hide.&lt;br /&gt;alas, i was all wet eventhou i wasnt under the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soo distraught that i wanted to skip work.&lt;br /&gt;i was drenched, helpless and alone.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt and hang on there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i took a bus to outram mrt to take cover, &lt;br /&gt;waited.. and waited for the rain to stop&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. more to say but thinking about how bad the day was nostalgically dreadful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6651490555527713841?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6651490555527713841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6651490555527713841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6651490555527713841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6651490555527713841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/11/painstaking-hour.html' title='painstaking hour'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4699963708875634146</id><published>2008-11-05T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:18:10.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"home" grace period of mine</title><content type='html'>haha.. guess where am i now.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in my office!&lt;br /&gt;im a badass i know, i know, &lt;br /&gt;blogging while working.&lt;br /&gt;but hey! i finished my work that is why i have the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;and i seldom do anything else den work alone while at work!&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i do deserve some leisure grace period as rest time for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after my in charge is back from China&lt;br /&gt;workload had been a little more and uptight den usual.&lt;br /&gt;(plus along another is back too!)&lt;br /&gt;However i still appreciates somebody's presence with me that i can speak to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow,  last friday was halloween and it wasnt rocking at all. at all.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the fun period was the time dressing up and meeting up my girlies ( Lin &amp; Huikee)&lt;br /&gt;other den tat, no.&lt;br /&gt;cant enter phuture cuz it was exaggeratedly packed with ghouls, skeletons, pirates and death itself.&lt;br /&gt;i was very dissappointed that i cant go as i didnt step afoot on phuture's ground for half a year already.&lt;br /&gt;i was a phuture kid, now im a "home" kid.&lt;br /&gt;literally. (if you know what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dressed as a dead cabaret, or a widow.&lt;br /&gt;and i spend... hmm.. nth at all?&lt;br /&gt;last year i spend some bucks on the sword, but this year nth!&lt;br /&gt;and my costume is still totally rocking socks without any cent spent.&lt;br /&gt;pwned!&lt;br /&gt;Lin as a bloody dead nurse and Huikee was sexily dressed in a black chongsum with a flurry neck thingy plus along with a headshot on her head. i didnt call her anything cuz i dunno if she's dress like a dead mamasan, or some dead getai singer.&lt;br /&gt;OPPPS! haha...&lt;br /&gt;its for u to think wild pple.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda look like a cosplayer but no... more to the western side please.&lt;br /&gt;haha... something really sad is that no one brought camera!&lt;br /&gt;hence, ive no photos at all.&lt;br /&gt;sad case. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby came along too... he was sooooooo reluctant to go clubbing, but still came with me.&lt;br /&gt;along with his chauvinistic perspective and beliefs, baahs... how could he!!&lt;br /&gt;after which we went off early and quarreled outside the club as something happened.&lt;br /&gt;like duuuhhh... issue is unable to disclose! haha...&lt;br /&gt;but after close to an hour of verbal war ( no vulgar ), that's the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed back to tpy Mac and eat.&lt;br /&gt;and damnmnmnnnnmnmnnm funny.&lt;br /&gt;ive blood on my neck to mimicked a slashed cut, and a blood tattoo heart with blood gashing out on left arm&lt;br /&gt;ppl in mac stared at me as if i was a walking corpse. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;esp one Mac delivery uncle.&lt;br /&gt;he stared with a open mouth and head turn to wherever i walked..&lt;br /&gt;of cuz i told him it was fake as it's halloween!&lt;br /&gt;and oh my, he was relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;treat or trick ? i guess..&lt;br /&gt;gtg get my ass back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4699963708875634146?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4699963708875634146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4699963708875634146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4699963708875634146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4699963708875634146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-grace-period-of-mine.html' title='&quot;home&quot; grace period of mine'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4479542172339507418</id><published>2008-10-25T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:56:18.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want nobody but you</title><content type='html'>oh i forgot to post this!&lt;br /&gt;credits to Yaoming! my ex boss in Avant Garden :)&lt;br /&gt;he gave me this to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so entertaining but nice too!&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : moral of this story is to tell you get more toilet paper before you shit.&lt;br /&gt;if not, you will be in deep shit trouble.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WONDERGIRLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VF-AtIugofs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VF-AtIugofs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sings -  i want nobody nobody but you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4479542172339507418?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4479542172339507418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4479542172339507418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4479542172339507418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4479542172339507418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-nobody-but-you.html' title='i want nobody but you'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-7247159241502693189</id><published>2008-10-24T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:23:04.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im blogging because i dont wanna slp</title><content type='html'>ive been working at Homeclub as a Graphic Designer for a month-ish already.&lt;br /&gt;Working there is actually pretty enjoyable in the sense that i do not encounter much stress however so learning experience aint so much a radical one as ive no one to gain or teach me.&lt;br /&gt;even if i did learn.&lt;br /&gt;Those were self-taught or learned from mistake made from projects.&lt;br /&gt;so far, i havent much encounter haywire duties that will stress me out crazily or in other words,&lt;br /&gt;they havent got a project that is like that. haha...&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i think Job need some challenge so we will out do what we always to and strive for the indifferent possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Homeclub designer, as what ive heard from other is in Shanghai now.&lt;br /&gt;The time that i'll stress out will be the time when he's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess meanwhile, i'll enjoy all that i can or if i can...&lt;br /&gt;not in slacktitude but its more on exploring in any form of design that im inspired to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to life.&lt;br /&gt;ive been bumping into my girls lately,&lt;br /&gt;which is something i really get fond of.&lt;br /&gt;Miao - i saw her at tpy bus stop as well as bus&lt;br /&gt;Lin - After her work when she heading to bugis and im heading to BlueJazz&lt;br /&gt;Minhui - at bus stop while im gg to work and she's gg to sch!&lt;br /&gt;Chi - Met her up!&lt;br /&gt;and many others like my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i jus wonder...&lt;br /&gt;where the hell have all of us been up too.&lt;br /&gt;we seem to be distant as compared to how we were used to be.&lt;br /&gt;dammit...&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i can conclude is that this is a inevitable cruel fact of growing up,&lt;br /&gt;getting our responsible as a young adult catching up to our ass made us busy with ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on and everything ought and will change.&lt;br /&gt;you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;jus be contented with whatever we are going through,&lt;br /&gt;good or bad&lt;br /&gt;love it or hate it&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;i am sure the sun will shine for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh.. u mus be thinking that Christina is mad talkin so deep with life.&lt;br /&gt;have you forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;im mad to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been hanging out alot with my craxy bunch of hockey mates too!&lt;br /&gt;Grace, Jojo, Shark and Daps!&lt;br /&gt;the last time with full attendance, they made a fool out of Jacob's place for the bbq&lt;br /&gt;but it was so fun !&lt;br /&gt;machiam Chalet! ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH!&lt;br /&gt;my family had welcomed a new member in ytd!&lt;br /&gt;HIS NAME WAS SPORTY..&lt;br /&gt;which i find it horrible, so i called him HOCKY!&lt;br /&gt;den my sis called it MILO&lt;br /&gt;den Samual called it WU MING ( NO NAME)&lt;br /&gt;( we cant settle on what name to give him...)&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine?&lt;br /&gt;like different pple kept callin u with a different names at the same place around the same time?&lt;br /&gt;he mus be confused, poorthing.&lt;br /&gt;and finally i came up with a brillant named which my sis and i agree one&lt;br /&gt;and called it COOKIE!&lt;br /&gt;better den my mom! wanna call it Jacob, HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. HE'S A DOG! Shih Tze breed.&lt;br /&gt;not a breed i like but its one of my sis dog's babies&lt;br /&gt;and its almost 3 mths old.&lt;br /&gt;personally i was actually against the idea of having pet, but since my mom insisted.&lt;br /&gt;i cant do anything.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, im not the one cleaning it!&lt;br /&gt;and as long as it dont come into my room&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet is down again. :(&lt;br /&gt;but this time im not really bothered by it because i can be online at work!&lt;br /&gt;ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;you mus be thinking.. woah..&lt;br /&gt;bloggin while workin... what a snake!&lt;br /&gt;NOWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im at Jacob's place now.&lt;br /&gt;he had a sudden fever in camp and came home early.&lt;br /&gt;so i came home with him and took care of him.&lt;br /&gt;sponge him with ice cold water, covered him with blanket, bring food and water to him, pat him to sleep. Until his fever is down, den i stopped taking care like a real baby.&lt;br /&gt;he's a ugly sleeping monster now.&lt;br /&gt;drooling all over his pillow sheet and &lt;span class="query"&gt;subsequent&lt;/span&gt;  staggering snores roars&lt;br /&gt;so cute... ALRIGHT.. at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wrote me an email ytd and it was so sweet of him&lt;br /&gt;i love you Jacob!&lt;br /&gt;hope you get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-7247159241502693189?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/7247159241502693189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=7247159241502693189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7247159241502693189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7247159241502693189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-blogging-because-i-dont-wanna-slp.html' title='im blogging because i dont wanna slp'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4335056553062010697</id><published>2008-10-15T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:30:31.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SPTWrz54cPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/pK_JRTdNBbc/s1600-h/stefan-lucut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257062713203912946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SPTWrz54cPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/pK_JRTdNBbc/s400/stefan-lucut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" Look ma... It's Pear! i want one too!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He is Stefan Lucut a designer from Timisoara, Romania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stefanlucut.com/"&gt;http://www.stefanlucut.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;funny!&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/19247451-4335056553062010697?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4335056553062010697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4335056553062010697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6762418185156289360</id><published>2008-10-13T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T03:42:14.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"young girl dont cry"</title><content type='html'>he forgotten about it like again.&lt;br /&gt;a sense of  insignificant daggered through my heart&lt;br /&gt;and make me ponder...&lt;br /&gt;it never fails as disappointment consume me into deepen darker thoughts&lt;br /&gt;simple as it is,&lt;br /&gt;jus remember this day&lt;br /&gt;and celebrate it with a greet to me. for me. for us.&lt;br /&gt;It was a mark of the day we abide to love each other more than jus friends&lt;br /&gt;rejoiced again with words simply to remind ourselves we are going strong,&lt;br /&gt;be contented about what we have...&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps is so lucky that im with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please tell me that isnt too much to ask?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"imprisoned" for a week plus or so&lt;br /&gt;upon seeing me, i felt no excitment from you.&lt;br /&gt;the mere same old dull face i see&lt;br /&gt;the mere same "hi there... only" phrase i heard&lt;br /&gt;the mere same old cold touch i got from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i that unpleasing for you?&lt;br /&gt;seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i jus think you were more affectionate with &lt;em&gt;her(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;den me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every week, the gush of...&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see him,&lt;br /&gt;i want to see him,&lt;br /&gt;i love to see him&lt;br /&gt;thoughts filled my mind&lt;br /&gt;but you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you seems to carry the "she will be there for me" mindset for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;whenever you are coming out or going in.&lt;br /&gt;im always forking out my time jus for you&lt;br /&gt;doin nothing much but just be there.&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon like usual "i'll be there" day,&lt;br /&gt;it suddenly strucked me that&lt;br /&gt;"why am i here when i dont seems to be needed and i could have been elsewhere using up my time in better ways"&lt;br /&gt;what actually made me thought of this&lt;br /&gt;cuz when i am there, i do nothing much or dont seems to be needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus like that day,&lt;br /&gt;i went all the way down alone to simei as told&lt;br /&gt;ate alone, wander alone, wait for ya mom alone&lt;br /&gt;reach ya camp and stood there with ya mom for almost 2 hrs&lt;br /&gt;and what i got the first thing from you is "you are not forgiven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not remembering our day wasnt a very pleasing already,&lt;br /&gt;and yet this thing you said.&lt;br /&gt;know what is "what the hell am i doing here" feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i sacrificing so much for someone that i dont think that loves me.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if im not happy, dont feel loved, dont feel missed,&lt;br /&gt;dont feel anything that will make me feel important.&lt;br /&gt;why the friggin heaven am i still there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do i need to become really bad to you so you could be nice to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i needed someone really bad,&lt;br /&gt;where are you?&lt;br /&gt;stucked in camp.&lt;br /&gt;and i understand totally that it cant be help&lt;br /&gt;but why cant you jus be more affectionate with me when we are able to see each other&lt;br /&gt;let me feel/know that im not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this unhappiness in me jus made me fear it will become like my previous relationship.&lt;br /&gt;the hopelese thought of hanging on for the sake for hanging on&lt;br /&gt;a week after week&lt;br /&gt;praying it will be better in another week.&lt;br /&gt;and all ends in pain when there's no more week to wait for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you said you do but why does my heart feels it?&lt;br /&gt;instead it felt the other way.&lt;br /&gt;and why dont you sound that you do?&lt;br /&gt;and why dont you tell me if you do?&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me maybe i'm sensitive again, as why no consider that you are insensitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me you were unexpressive about affections&lt;br /&gt;you was expressive before.&lt;br /&gt;can you be the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how sad a woman can be?&lt;br /&gt;you saw her cried painfully before, you ached for her as u cant do anything&lt;br /&gt;woman are affectionate people who needs to know they are love.&lt;br /&gt;from friends, family, husband or boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;no love, they crumbles into emptiness whom seek other ways to feel significant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know and understand clearly that there's nothing wrong with our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;it's evident as there's no hate, no 3rd else&lt;br /&gt;i do feel bliss that i've found you, you are with me and you are faithful.&lt;br /&gt;but i jus couldnt acccept the fact/feeling that i do not feel love by you.&lt;br /&gt;it drives me craxy with my ridiculous thoughts about you...&lt;br /&gt;if it carry on...&lt;br /&gt;soon i'll have my time and crumble&lt;br /&gt;that's when the point i seek elsewhere for significance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that day will never come.&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6762418185156289360?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6762418185156289360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6762418185156289360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6762418185156289360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6762418185156289360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/10/young-girl-dont-cry.html' title='&quot;young girl dont cry&quot;'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4868354416589563652</id><published>2008-09-25T00:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T02:48:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP LOH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im aware that i didnt update again, hence i hereby offer my humble apologies.&lt;br /&gt;i was really busy accompanying my precious baby as he was finally freed from army for 12 days.&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo willingly to forsake any of my time just to make full use of this opportunity with him.&lt;br /&gt;Forgoing friends' outings, clubbing nights and sometimes even sleep!&lt;br /&gt;As afterwards, he's gonna get confined back into OCS camp at Jurong for 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;arghs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all of these,&lt;br /&gt;i attended his POP - Passing out parade, which is now renamed/called GP - graduation parade because 'passing out' sounded like u are literally passing out which incidentally happened to some of them during the parade unfortuantely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;( &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;POP LOH!&lt;/span&gt; ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Went over to that "land of goodbyes" with his Mom this time round.&lt;br /&gt;initially, it was pretty weird - you know, the usual 'weird' feeling everyone will have while with ya lover's parents.&lt;br /&gt;you shld get what i mean !&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;we got to seat VIP SEATS! weeee! not because i went there and i refused to budge but because my baby was the platoon best!&lt;br /&gt;Hence we got the "grand" seats.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of you darling.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, you're not the laziest nor the hardworking one...&lt;br /&gt;is just that the rest of ya platoon are lazier den you!&lt;br /&gt;which means you are still lazy. haha! :X&lt;br /&gt;i'm kidding sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while settling down at the seats,&lt;br /&gt;i kinda had a squabbled with one of the Sir/Sergant or whatever because Auntie wanna seat outside but he refused and insisted us to move in............. idiot...&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up sitting at the corner of each end alone as those were the available one.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, Auntie was sitting behind me, so that makes me infront of her.&lt;br /&gt;after settling down. i was sooooooooo excited to see baby so i starting all my nonsense with Auntie.&lt;br /&gt;OH NO.... talked to her as if i was talking to a friend but of cuz, i minded my language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long wait,&lt;br /&gt;they finally came marching in after their 24 km route march&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i was so eager to spot my baby.&lt;br /&gt;look...... stare.................. strain my eyes...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;w h a t . . . . . t h e . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;all looked the same one!!!! like toy soldiers!&lt;br /&gt;fortunately Jacob told me where he would be standing!&lt;br /&gt;when they are all in their position, i found him!&lt;br /&gt;i was his photographer that day... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7sQ2UZtI/AAAAAAAAASc/3gIZAYqk4ZI/s1600-h/pop+blog+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644316020991698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7sQ2UZtI/AAAAAAAAASc/3gIZAYqk4ZI/s320/pop+blog+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;all in their company position.&lt;br /&gt;diffcult to spot them eh?&lt;br /&gt;i know where's Jacob is...&lt;br /&gt;(he's the center amoung the flag poles!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7shfWa8I/AAAAAAAAASk/2W7iRDKHhpI/s1600-h/pop+blog+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644320488057794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7shfWa8I/AAAAAAAAASk/2W7iRDKHhpI/s320/pop+blog+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is what i meant jus now by literally passing out.&lt;br /&gt;poor guy (s)&lt;br /&gt;-there was another one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7s0eYbQI/AAAAAAAAASs/800G8tZNFSs/s1600-h/pop+blog+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644325584268546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7s0eYbQI/AAAAAAAAASs/800G8tZNFSs/s320/pop+blog+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;best in whole company pple.&lt;br /&gt;b o r i n g&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7tOi7CpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/H-CftUj9vWw/s1600-h/pop+blog+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644332582636178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7tOi7CpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/H-CftUj9vWw/s320/pop+blog+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Marching off to take off their gear and they will come back later.&lt;br /&gt;while they were marching.&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo frantic to find his co. and him!&lt;br /&gt;and when i spotted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he smiled at me... that smile really made my day!!!&lt;br /&gt;that was really sweet although its jus a simple smile.&lt;br /&gt;thinking it back now, its still melts my heart. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249647489830630242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp-lANgM2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/xKqYQ0nnblI/s320/pop+blog+18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After they took their route march gear and&lt;br /&gt;fall back in on the parade square.&lt;br /&gt;we are allowed to go over to him to put his recruit jockey cap back on him!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... that's of cuz his mother's job.&lt;br /&gt;not me... im jus a g.f.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249647497209022706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp-lbspiPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/mLeyVOblPzs/s320/pop+blog+19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Auntie and Jacob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Motherly love!&lt;br /&gt;dunno why baby looked so reluctant.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;i guess your tired. poor baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp_PuYGeUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AsQNjrIbyJo/s1600-h/me+and+so+call+macho+boy+SMALL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249648223777618242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp_PuYGeUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AsQNjrIbyJo/s320/me+and+so+call+macho+boy+SMALL.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my turn my turn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) i'm here for you darling!&lt;br /&gt;my baby so handsome =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249647473904213234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp-kE4WXPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/jGPFbQ5FsSI/s320/pop+blog+15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp-kv5q2OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ESjVfMsEyrI/s1600-h/pop+blog+17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249647485452474594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp-kv5q2OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ESjVfMsEyrI/s320/pop+blog+17.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darren... his erm... ownself-claimed as Jacob's gay partner. *grrrr&lt;br /&gt;and that's Darren's mom.&lt;br /&gt;and baby with his funny yet adorable expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;- i know u cant wait to kiss me. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249645599414361122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8293JHCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/0I87sOGbM9E/s320/pop+blog+16.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darren and Jacob with Whisky's platoon in charge - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644345234373730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7t9rVPGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hFAsHJQsagg/s320/pop+blog+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After that we have to go back to our seats.&lt;br /&gt;they fall back in uniformly and then...&lt;br /&gt;hell break lose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W H A T T H E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8OsLtiPI/AAAAAAAAATE/XLFPrpQPCSc/s1600-h/pop+blog+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644907474028786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8OsLtiPI/AAAAAAAAATE/XLFPrpQPCSc/s320/pop+blog+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;wow?&lt;br /&gt;where u guys running to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PAZ6q3I/AAAAAAAAATM/Y5Z1rFsDizc/s1600-h/pop+blog+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644912902318962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PAZ6q3I/AAAAAAAAATM/Y5Z1rFsDizc/s320/pop+blog+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; oh. chey.... jus running to "THERE"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they made alot of ROAR sound while running.&lt;br /&gt;sounded quite spastic.&lt;br /&gt;haha... loud mass of manly army boys voice roaring...&lt;br /&gt;woooo... actually kinda sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PJfzzMI/AAAAAAAAATU/50fCUexovS4/s1600-h/pop+blog+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644915342953666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PJfzzMI/AAAAAAAAATU/50fCUexovS4/s320/pop+blog+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;came up to cheer for themselves as well as their graduation.&lt;br /&gt;baby looked so adorable... wait.. can u even spot him? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's so serious that he didnt even bother lookin at me! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PcCDy3I/AAAAAAAAATc/vdnwpI2PCfk/s1600-h/pop+blog+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644920318446450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PcCDy3I/AAAAAAAAATc/vdnwpI2PCfk/s320/pop+blog+9.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;heh... he's at the far right, center of those 2 sergents!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PmXiZyI/AAAAAAAAATk/_cN98bGrzs0/s1600-h/pop+blog+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249644923092887330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp8PmXiZyI/AAAAAAAAATk/_cN98bGrzs0/s320/pop+blog+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah... act serious sioh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp81VXFNjI/AAAAAAAAATs/N6feQit79Ww/s1600-h/pop+blog+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249645571362600498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp81VXFNjI/AAAAAAAAATs/N6feQit79Ww/s320/pop+blog+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; i think i miraculously took this magnificent picture that&lt;br /&gt;many pple couldnt enticipate fast enough to snap it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weee... flying caps not spaghetti monster anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp81iCYI-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/qB-3oJDeV_c/s1600-h/pop+blog+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249645574765421538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp81iCYI-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/qB-3oJDeV_c/s320/pop+blog+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;My baby and his close bunk mates.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp82CXLPwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IfcnZfvB-WE/s1600-h/pop+blog+13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249645583442591490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp82CXLPwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IfcnZfvB-WE/s320/pop+blog+13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;the best of all co. platoons&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp82td1ZoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Dfs17tUronI/s1600-h/pop+blog+14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249645595013244546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp82td1ZoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Dfs17tUronI/s320/pop+blog+14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; he and i dunno who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;oppps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249648230888829650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp_QI3i8tI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9_JkzEIyDlc/s320/pop+day+091+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;During the 12 'freedom' days,&lt;br /&gt;we had whale of a time doin many things together!&lt;br /&gt;we had movies, dvd sessions, majong, singing, guitar lesson, shoppings, jogging, swimming, roller blading, catching sunrise at ecp along with his ai xin breakfast, falling aslp in the attic and dinner with both of our families.&lt;br /&gt;jus lack of the safari night that he promised me.. sighh :(&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda moody as well during the days too and i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;jus something bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;perhaps is that i dread the day that he's gonna be away again.&lt;br /&gt;but i really keen in meetin my baby everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt bear to waste anytime doing any other thing else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;i love you sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4868354416589563652?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4868354416589563652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4868354416589563652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4868354416589563652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4868354416589563652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/09/pop-loh.html' title='POP LOH'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SNp7sQ2UZtI/AAAAAAAAASc/3gIZAYqk4ZI/s72-c/pop+blog+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3065806839805591125</id><published>2008-09-01T01:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T02:57:10.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"puppy love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;been working for 3 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;glad that im workin actually even thou the fact that its a temp job.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least im earning than to stay at home doin nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis's dog, Kiki (suzu breed), gave birth to five adorable puppies a month ago!&lt;br /&gt;and awkardly, all of them are males!&lt;br /&gt;how unlucky actually.&lt;br /&gt;all brothers, no sisters :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis brought back home for my mom and i for some cheap amusement.&lt;br /&gt;haha... it does the trick well as they made us going craxy for more den an hour.&lt;br /&gt;especially my mom.&lt;br /&gt;her non-stop whining of their cute-ness.&lt;br /&gt;they jus opened their eyes a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;still very vulnerable and weak.&lt;br /&gt;they cant walk at all, they crawl around or perhaps i shld say try to crawl around (cuz they looked more like mopping the floor with the legs struggling to move up and down)&lt;br /&gt;they are so adorable i must say!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will grow up pretty quickly with time, progressively growing while they are asleep.&lt;br /&gt;so baby and i were making the best time out of it playing with those cuties while they are still helpless.&lt;br /&gt;HWAUHWAHWAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbB5q5J8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7CUJbcseKxw/s1600-h/posb+receipt+(opi)+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240741942106073026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbB5q5J8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7CUJbcseKxw/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont they resemble guinea pigs?&lt;br /&gt;apart that they are more adorable. woot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbCeStm9I/AAAAAAAAARE/GbXsUVlnFgY/s1600-h/jacob+and+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240741951936764882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbCeStm9I/AAAAAAAAARE/GbXsUVlnFgY/s320/jacob+and+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;my baby and the baby. haha...&lt;br /&gt;the puppy seems rather disturbed by my baby...&lt;br /&gt;somewhat like saying "dont disturb me la..."&lt;br /&gt;so cute right!!! i mean my babyboy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbCr9qBvI/AAAAAAAAARM/AhCM91SI05A/s1600-h/posb+receipt+(opi)+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240741955606546162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbCr9qBvI/AAAAAAAAARM/AhCM91SI05A/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are hunger for nipples.&lt;br /&gt;they WILL suck whatever is placed infront of their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;my baby thumb was 'THE NIPPLE" then.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbC-T8i3I/AAAAAAAAARU/JLNzpAQMoRo/s1600-h/posb+receipt+(opi)+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240741960531872626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbC-T8i3I/AAAAAAAAARU/JLNzpAQMoRo/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;my baby is giving him a head massage.&lt;br /&gt;see how much the puppy is enjoying it. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrhT5g1ncI/AAAAAAAAASE/wxoJD_rpguo/s1600-h/posb+receipt+(opi)+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240748848371310018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrhT5g1ncI/AAAAAAAAASE/wxoJD_rpguo/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its all about 'puppy' love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW IS MY TURN!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240747853002617026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrgZ9ecsMI/AAAAAAAAARk/nRwdakuHY3I/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heh!&lt;br /&gt;i think i randomly carried out one of them&lt;br /&gt;*EVIL LAUGH - now you are helplessly in between my leg. see how u escape!&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrgaHHEsfI/AAAAAAAAARs/yHZ44LR-FxI/s1600-h/posb+receipt+(opi)+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240747855588930034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrgaHHEsfI/AAAAAAAAARs/yHZ44LR-FxI/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's a very fortunate pup as he has a meinu to pamper him&lt;br /&gt;and give him full body massage.&lt;br /&gt;ahh... so shiok it must be. ;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrgaXfwuWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/zsS0s-KIrnA/s1600-h/posb+receipt+(opi)+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240747859987446114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrgaXfwuWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/zsS0s-KIrnA/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it fell into deep slp la!&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;come on, gimme a high 5! *tap its paws&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240747865692186466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrgasv4J2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/_z8vcS5XD28/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so cute right!&lt;br /&gt;slping so soundly on comfy dress and legs.&lt;br /&gt;this can be a wallpaper!!... my dress prints are jus simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240747845205222290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrgZgbZ45I/AAAAAAAAARc/gM7Y4bJz1Kw/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it looks pretty much like a doll eh?&lt;br /&gt;i meant the pup duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im not intending to keep any for myself.&lt;br /&gt;it looks cute and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but it aint the kinda of breed i like.&lt;br /&gt;personally, i preferred much bigger dogs den suzu.&lt;br /&gt;and definately love a slightly more hyper active and obedient one.&lt;br /&gt;like one of Jacob's dog. Nali. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLroUuTW4tI/AAAAAAAAASU/yLjTF5NME7Q/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240756559123243730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLroUuTW4tI/AAAAAAAAASU/yLjTF5NME7Q/s200/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here 's Nali!&lt;br /&gt;i know she looks rather big, but she really obedient.&lt;br /&gt;she listens to me even thou im not the owner.&lt;br /&gt;oh.. she's was found on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;hence they named her " na li "&lt;br /&gt;in chinese means "where"&lt;br /&gt;cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think i'll have the patience and time needed to rear a dog properly.&lt;br /&gt;maybe when the times come which im more qualify to give the dog all the love it needs,&lt;br /&gt;then i'll consider of getting a dog or a cat for myself.&lt;br /&gt;being a pet owner comes with many responsibility and love&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;im a person that is always out, out and out&lt;br /&gt;how to?&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;still early to say... do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pets are not the priority for me now... yet or not.&lt;br /&gt;i guess if i want to try out the feeling of owning a pet,&lt;br /&gt;i can always take care of jacob's dog for some trial training&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;i shall end this post with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLriugmEW0I/AAAAAAAAASM/MPOMvxQ_nak/s1600-h/posb+receipt+(opi)+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240750405050456898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLriugmEW0I/AAAAAAAAASM/MPOMvxQ_nak/s320/posb+receipt+(opi)+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" OH MY! SUCH A BIG HAIRY . . . . ."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3065806839805591125?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3065806839805591125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3065806839805591125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3065806839805591125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3065806839805591125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/09/puppy-love.html' title='&quot;puppy love&quot;'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SLrbB5q5J8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7CUJbcseKxw/s72-c/posb+receipt+(opi)+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-339533102573793109</id><published>2008-08-18T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:17:34.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me rant</title><content type='html'>Me, Huikee and Marilyn and with a few other frens hit the clubs on last sat.&lt;br /&gt;double o and o bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W O A H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the moment im in there, i felt so alien-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus wasnt the usual feeling like i used to feel.&lt;br /&gt;was feelin very much uncomfortable den " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YAY!! ITS PARTY TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;that night was a total cock-fest&lt;br /&gt;full of asscrack army boys or i assume them to be&lt;br /&gt;one word : Y A C K&lt;br /&gt;major turn off. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a usual norm lame guy thinks that club is where a infamous place where any guy whether he, himself is cannot make it, ugly or simply jus fcuked up could still easily hook up girls. any girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W R O N G P E R S P E C T I V E P L E A S E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess cant blame them cuz they are naturally born to think THAT way. ANY way. WHATEVER way they think its right.&lt;br /&gt;likewise they think they own the biggest gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna rant again about boys.&lt;br /&gt;yes, Christina havent post her famous "anti-male" species post for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why im diggin this up again,&lt;br /&gt;i jus feel like ranting about males/boys after that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY DISGUST ME&lt;/strong&gt; - referrin to those snobbish male indivdual.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt; to guys : if u are unhappy with this post of mine. CONGRATS! you jus self-admitted to be one of those disgusting chauvinist males out there. If not, u wouldnt have anything to be angry at cuz u are not one of them&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASK ME WHY IM SO YEEEEW ABOUT THEM.&lt;br /&gt;QUICK! ASK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did not do anything unfaithful to my dearest baby boy Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;is true! this is "ripley's believe it or not" (RANDOM)&lt;br /&gt;i miss him like hell can!&lt;br /&gt;getting intoxicate with alcohol is definately a wrong decision as it added on more fire to my misery.&lt;br /&gt;everytime when some chap or chaps came along and tried to get fresh or make frens with me&lt;br /&gt;im get very annoyed. cuz its like &lt;strong&gt;DONT U BLOODY HELL GET MY CLEAR CUT HINT THAT I BLOODY HELL WANT YOU TO GO AWAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, was 2 males&lt;br /&gt;one tried to dance with me even thou ive shown no interest.&lt;br /&gt;attempted to put his arm on my waist but fail.&lt;br /&gt;FAIL!!!!!!!!!! why? cuz i shoved them away when i felt a ini tibsy being touch feeling&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, his frens came and ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"do u mind dancing with us?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"no, sorry im not interested"&lt;/span&gt; straight back to their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*continue dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one sickening boy stick to my suddenly like glue.&lt;br /&gt;jus imagine. a paper stick to u and u nv move cuz u very pek chek and jus stare at him.&lt;br /&gt;jus imagine.&lt;br /&gt;den jab him hard on his chest and stare at him stright to his face and he still dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ARE U STUPID OR BRAINLESS OR U ARE JUS BORN WITH LOW EQ/IQ OR WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to change place and went a few metres away.&lt;br /&gt;HE CAME BACK LIKE A PAPER THAT UNFORTUNATELY GOT STICKED TO U.&lt;br /&gt;*roll eyes.&lt;br /&gt;so we change place again.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks god that there's still some EQ left in that poor stupid guy.&lt;br /&gt;he's a pain on my skin. my poor skin.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one while i was waiting for Huikee outside the smoking area.&lt;br /&gt;the guy beside me spoke to me with a OMFG act tone!!!&lt;br /&gt;in his forceful 'act sexy' low voice "you are not here alone by chance arent you?"&lt;br /&gt;i shirked into my pathetic corner and said no + roll eyes and face the darn wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another was quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;a group of boys&lt;br /&gt;they asked one of their female friend to come over and ask us if we wanted to make frens.&lt;br /&gt;i said "im not interested" and kept looking at Huikee hoping she would do something.&lt;br /&gt;but nth!! Huikee jus stared back to me T_T&lt;br /&gt;She still continue to pester us to go over and funny part. even ask me am i malay!?!?&lt;br /&gt;==.== what is it gonna do with race? racist sia they all. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;her persuasion continued, which i end up telling her " im sorry but i'm attached"&lt;br /&gt;Huikee dont seems interested at all too... except for the snowcap guy cuz she keep whining, calmin that he's cute and want to know him. (very cute meh?!)&lt;br /&gt;she went back however came back again after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;saying they still wanna know us.&lt;br /&gt;im dumbstrucked and jus stared and Huikee.&lt;br /&gt;TO MY SURPRISED!&lt;br /&gt;huikee dragged me over and said " jus make frens lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shake hand. exchange name.&lt;br /&gt;woo... can make it one sia. tall and musculer.&lt;br /&gt;when we are about to leave for some drinks,&lt;br /&gt;one guy named Alan want my number!&lt;br /&gt;:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course . . . . i give to him not!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what.&lt;br /&gt;my heart is filled and overflowing with love.&lt;br /&gt;no need more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which we club hop to MOS to find Huikee's bro and his fren.&lt;br /&gt;both are from Air force. cool right.&lt;br /&gt;nt interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS is as mundane as double o.&lt;br /&gt;im so over clubbing period.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to go out and run around under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i friggin miss my baby :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JACOB LIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; FANG YAO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:(((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-339533102573793109?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/339533102573793109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=339533102573793109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/339533102573793109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/339533102573793109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-rant.html' title='let me rant'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4593347277161679281</id><published>2008-08-14T02:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T03:11:41.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chi's very belated birthday celebration!</title><content type='html'>had been workin at ERA as personal assistant for the past 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss is the Senior Marketing Manager called Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's young and amazingly pretty.&lt;br /&gt;learned quite alot of things in jus 3 days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope there will be more ahead.&lt;br /&gt;office work is kinda draining for the mind&lt;br /&gt;as i sat there,&lt;br /&gt;my tailbone starts to pain relapse again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my old injuiry due to a fall while roller blading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy told me that women is prone to have alot of problems more on the pevis area&lt;br /&gt;She told me not to sit too long at the same position for too long,&lt;br /&gt;advised me to stretch and move around after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;she's so nice and caring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work,&lt;br /&gt;went down to AMK's Fish &amp;amp; Co. for Chi's very belated birthday celebration with her and some of my sec sch frens&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Simin is so funny... i havent seen her for like since sec school.&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly she still recognise and remeber who am i.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing she said to me is " haiyo.. you very pretty leh, i cant recognise u"&lt;br /&gt;--.--&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i am but thanks anyway! heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi today dressed up pretty and first time i see her accessorized!&lt;br /&gt;She can live by days with or without accessorizes&lt;br /&gt;but my case, i will die without them as i'll feel very bare and naked.&lt;br /&gt;is like a woman without her bra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been posting up group pictures man... finally!&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SKMwfjrUTdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7eyTI5uC07k/s1600-h/P1050053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234080510645652946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SKMwfjrUTdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7eyTI5uC07k/s320/P1050053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my face looked swollen at my left side is becuz i'm eating a friggin big sweet which ive placed at the side. Carven looks like she is giving off some sort of radiant aura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SKMwgDkOiMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PKXWRR35wQE/s1600-h/P1050054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234080519205849282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SKMwgDkOiMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PKXWRR35wQE/s320/P1050054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top: Me, Chi, Carven, Jolene, Chiwei!&lt;br /&gt;Bottom: Simin, Beatrice and Minhui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i had alot of fun talking to them even thou we dont really met up at all.&lt;br /&gt;it's jus so hilarious joking about almost everything nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;i love this kinda days.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;P.s: Hope you like the present that i ( and Jacob) gave u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4593347277161679281?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4593347277161679281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4593347277161679281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4593347277161679281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4593347277161679281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/08/chis-very-belated-birthday-celebration.html' title='Chi&apos;s very belated birthday celebration!'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SKMwfjrUTdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/7eyTI5uC07k/s72-c/P1050053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-2719502614694265266</id><published>2008-08-05T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:51:54.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>furball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAH LAU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN CUTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;remind me of my pudding :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/peLOgqWGiwQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/peLOgqWGiwQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a british guardman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/irwJEQe8gV4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/irwJEQe8gV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if he's lazy or scare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-2719502614694265266?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/2719502614694265266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=2719502614694265266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2719502614694265266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2719502614694265266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/08/furball.html' title='furball'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3401734803392565947</id><published>2008-08-04T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:08:15.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons In the Sun with TP HOCKEY!</title><content type='html'>here's my bunch of craxy ass girls from tp hockey.&lt;br /&gt;they join the Dove Shower Ok contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch them singing alot silly-ly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so cute... how i wished im still in poly.&lt;br /&gt;there are&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Seah (vice cap) , Png Sim Phuy (the handsome) , Lee Jia Zheng, Tay Wei Ying, Grace Tsang Yung Xin (my chiwawa), Candice Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so nice of them to name it TP hockey.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gRtJyxVWWF0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gRtJyxVWWF0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please please help me vote this video&lt;br /&gt;please!!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3401734803392565947?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3401734803392565947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-95697816166622588</id><published>2008-08-01T02:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T02:50:38.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why so serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this may take u quite awhile to get what i meant...&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;i bet you gonna laugh ya head off when you finally get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets see... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.doobybrain.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/the-dark-knight-poster-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm.. batman poster?&lt;br /&gt;what so funny about it?&lt;br /&gt;it jus a well done poster with fantastic cg and artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on...&lt;br /&gt;look harder...&lt;br /&gt;there's something very very wrong (and funny) about this&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still dont get it?&lt;br /&gt;you sure u dont wanna give it another look carefully?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;still cant figure out what's wrong with the darn poster?&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alright, here's the hint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2380/2326479747_b478f701c5.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nth wrong still?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were batman...&lt;br /&gt;what will u be looking at.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the skyline of the city?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the window frame?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you are laughing now.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realised it either until i saw it on some design forum.&lt;br /&gt;this is friggin balls funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;and one more think&lt;br /&gt;the reflection of him and the cityscape on the floor is like totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHAHAHA...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;joker : why so serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(that's why all the funny mistakes in here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-95697816166622588?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/95697816166622588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=95697816166622588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/95697816166622588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/95697816166622588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-so-serious.html' title='why so serious?'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4233501244571498032</id><published>2008-07-29T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:29:44.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keys</title><content type='html'>baby called me this afternoon and said somethings that is pretty surprisingly delightful&lt;br /&gt;he was asking me about how did my interview this morning&lt;br /&gt;so i was telling him... it pretty interesting etc&lt;br /&gt;Hence he was telling me to do try out stuff to improve my skills since ive nothing much to do&lt;br /&gt;i did sometimes when i feel like it and ive tried some stuff which i like but my computer jus couldnt support like dealing with 3D as my com memory is runnin low&lt;br /&gt;so he suggested me to use his computer instead.&lt;br /&gt;den im like wth... !? how i use.&lt;br /&gt;he said jus go over his place and use.. without him around.&lt;br /&gt;isnt that weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;like i go his place... hi uncle.. go up his room and use com.. as if its my house.&lt;br /&gt;its so obnoxious!&lt;br /&gt;so he continued and said there not much pple his house&lt;br /&gt;mom in the states&lt;br /&gt;bro would only be home at night&lt;br /&gt;maybe jus his dad... but most of the time there's nobody.&lt;br /&gt;so im like... so how i am i gonna go in. i fly in?&lt;br /&gt;den he said " maybe i get u a set of key or something"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I AM EXCEPTIONALLY STUNNED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a set of keys for me to his house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just for me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going haywire because i didnt think this would happen.&lt;br /&gt;baby trust me so much ? (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ah... muacks muack to you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have be together for jus close to 5 mths and&lt;br /&gt;this kinda thing came out from you ( as if we have been dating for years... omg )&lt;br /&gt;its sweet, but i doubt i am taking the idea.&lt;br /&gt;its jus so rude... and wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sweet darling, its really nice of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;baby...&lt;br /&gt;why havent you call... it's 930pm.&lt;br /&gt;im waiting like usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4233501244571498032?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4233501244571498032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4233501244571498032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4233501244571498032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4233501244571498032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/07/keys.html' title='keys'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-9035844103366305775</id><published>2008-07-28T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:35:57.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know that, you'll be right back boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had an interview in the morning at 9am with Touche Design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO EARLY... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tml there's another one... at the same time =.=&lt;br /&gt;im late for 5 -10 mins :S&lt;br /&gt;it went pretty well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;the office is situated at geylang near lor 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i know, you must be thinking.&lt;br /&gt;"GEYLANG?!" cuz it occured to me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but think the other way, im surrounded wit good food everyday.&lt;br /&gt;oh my.. not very good either... ahaha&lt;br /&gt;the company specialise in 2D, more on print.&lt;br /&gt;which is what i am comfortable and good with.&lt;br /&gt;it would be great if im selected as overrrall, the working envt seems adaptable and comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to work and save money! as well as "yang" somebody.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i work on last Friday at the offical opening of T3 event&lt;br /&gt;pretty fun and great/funny experince as i got to walk behind Mr Lee Hsien Leong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got kinda close to him that his bodyguard stared at me :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All those pple there are rich buggers.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be one of them! zzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while working, i kept counting down the hours till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;becuz.. my baby coming back from tekong!&lt;br /&gt;after work, i rushed down to meet him at tenah merah mrt.&lt;br /&gt;it's been 16 days that i havent seen him at all which awkardly evokes a weird mix feeling inside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i first sighted him - in his smart4, dark skin, seems to be slimmer, and his short hair. he stood there waiting and looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;i jus ran up to him afterwhich the stirring weird mix feeling jus dissolves away by e overwhelming happiness upon seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;I am simply jus really happy to see him... well and safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spent rest of the time with him.&lt;br /&gt;watch over and pat him to sleep. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;like a toot. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my macho baby went back to that "the land of GOODBYES" again (and more agains) as i await on this "freedom" island for his return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is ON SATURDAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so sad.. how sad.. very sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can only like spend a night with him and the following day he's booking in already!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, army need to give a tot for those NS men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i understand they are training &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOYS INTO MEN... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and MEN INTO SOLDIERS... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SOLDIERS INTO ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHATEVER LAHHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT CARE!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( i respect that its all well for our country as well as the people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;however so, they are like taking out 2 years of their life.&lt;br /&gt;jus like that ... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;POOF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im like spending 4 days with him in a month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTH IS THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cuz army let them out so late... den bring them in so early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh... some guys dont even have the time to spend a decent day with the family.&lt;br /&gt;they should make a strict rule that full days of the Saturday and Sunday are for the family and love ones, and Mondays for booking in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let those who are regulars or confinement ones stay in to keep stuff in order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm... nice plan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby said that -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" how could you said you are waiting for me... waiting is like not doing anything, jus merely waiting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"but i am waiting for you to come out what, at the same time finding a job. This isnt call waiting?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"not really... you are not waiting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"OKAY... &lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT WAITING FOR YOU."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228121910093137858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SI4FLW2Jx8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/b7h6alFwYv0/s320/mouth+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is him! with his new guitar-lele which he brought over to camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"this is what you get when somebody is tryna take a pic of you&lt;br /&gt;and you jus couldnt stop talking"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; can he get.&lt;br /&gt;he's a dumb dumb as when i said wait.. it obviously refers to me waiting for him to come back by my side as he's the one and only that i really want to spend most of my time with now. Missing him every moment... so much so that he appeared in my dreams frequently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how sweet you must be thinking.&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooo way.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it seems that im always the one missing him!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i actually would rather not to miss anyone cuz the feeling is too horrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he is toot and a dumb dumb.&lt;br /&gt;but he still will &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alw&lt;/span&gt;ays be my baby'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SI4FLr5eMHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wfHtkn46KiA/s1600-h/dreamy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228121915744202866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SI4FLr5eMHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wfHtkn46KiA/s320/dreamy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;hey sweet,&lt;br /&gt;dont worry as im always your good baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;Smile more willya? for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="371" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/hwrF1lpjVj/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/hwrF1lpjVj/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="371" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/popvideos/video/Qr_pF4Qd/mariah_carey_always_be_my_baby_music_video/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our love will never die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooohoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ain't gonna cry noooh&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to staaaay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave booy&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your waaaay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end nooooh ooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darlin' cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know that you'll be back boy&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back, babe&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;Of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be apart of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darlin' cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (and we will linger on)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong (ohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me (oh baby)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darlin' cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be apart of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darlin' cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (you and I will always be)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darlin' cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;(You &amp;amp; I)&lt;br /&gt;(You &amp;amp; I)&lt;br /&gt;(You &amp;amp; I will always be! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I will always be&lt;br /&gt;No way your never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;No way your never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;You and I will always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-9035844103366305775?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/9035844103366305775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=9035844103366305775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/9035844103366305775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/9035844103366305775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-that-youll-be-right-back-boy.html' title='I know that, you&apos;ll be right back boy'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SI4FLW2Jx8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/b7h6alFwYv0/s72-c/mouth+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8931572268437450203</id><published>2008-07-22T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:58:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning the blogwebs.</title><content type='html'>i havent touch my blog for some time, and its time to update it.&lt;br /&gt;wow, i really dont know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;still same? same as in mundane or maybe its getting more depressing for me&lt;br /&gt;life in school was much more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;things changes thruough phases of life, in everyones'&lt;br /&gt;and this is my time where i have to venture alone out into the merciless world to battle in order to grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im metaphorically saying about getting to work.&lt;br /&gt;well, i have been soughting a suitable job for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;and finding a job is aint a easy 'job' either. get my irony?&lt;br /&gt;Since graduated from sch, ive been to 3 interviews.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am picky over jobs, maybe they just doesnt suits me.&lt;br /&gt;well, i am the one have to deal with it for a whole long more time as im the one working anyway, i guess i have the choice to seek for what i like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;tml is my forth interview.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never had this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;"IVE ENOUGH FUN, I WAN TO WORK NOW"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling before.&lt;br /&gt;now im tasting it and it made me feel like a dull grown up. --.--&lt;br /&gt;geesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, baby left me on the 9th July off to that well-known torturous land of dicks and hairless creatures, where its self-claimed as " where boys become MEN" or perhaps i call it "the land of GOODBYES".&lt;br /&gt;alright, im being a sacarstic ass here.&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time there along with Jacob's dad. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's dad was a SIA pilot, and amazingly he doesnt resemble one from any angle. haha... BABY SAID THAT TO ME TOO! HOR!&lt;br /&gt;that tour took friggin 4 hrs... and i end up sleepin in the audi as i am not interested in any other thing else except my baby. Be it even though the fact that i am surrounded by strong well build and dark man or men or boy or boys.&lt;br /&gt;i am so not interested at all... hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the 'last lunch' tgt and all of them hve to fall in.&lt;br /&gt;had a quick hug and a goodbye kiss.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, i couldnt bear to see my baby go!!!&lt;br /&gt;jus keep looking at him amoung the others irritating taller boy blockin my view...&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY LA!! aahah....&lt;br /&gt;after which i "followed" him walking with the others to the parade square,&lt;br /&gt;stupid baby dont even know or looked for me de! :(&lt;br /&gt;while im sitting awkardly with Jacob's dad in the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so lost and empty.&lt;br /&gt;i left my heart on that "land of GOODBYES" with one current burned botak&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming friday,&lt;br /&gt;baby is coming back to "freedom island" back by my side, along with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I JUST CANT WAIT!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8931572268437450203?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8931572268437450203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8931572268437450203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8931572268437450203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8931572268437450203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/07/cleaning-blogwebs.html' title='cleaning the blogwebs.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-2798387245289665017</id><published>2008-05-27T04:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T04:27:46.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be a you tube freak</title><content type='html'>omg, i dunno how to say this&lt;br /&gt;but if u are a total you tuber-fan&lt;br /&gt;you'll know weezer is extremely wicked to include all the famous video from you tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll jus explain why.&lt;br /&gt;becuz they include many famous or most watched you tube vid inside their official pork and beans song vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/muP9eH2p2PI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/muP9eH2p2PI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one is from the FAMOUS GUITAR GUY that plays canon in D rock.&lt;br /&gt;looks familier? if u see properly properly, its a scene from his bedroom. cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, is the stupid staring back weezer and the japan girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow on by this clumsy falling kufung black guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the COKE + METHOS experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this vid also had some random cartoon? that i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the T shirt thingy is to represent the guy/girl that train themselves within a period of time and take pic of themselve everyday. Search it and u'll know what i m talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blonde and crying guy.... i forgot abt his name... but he's pretty famous about imitating celebrity's gossips and acting out his/others sacarstic opinions. I think that vid is the re-act vid of "leave britney alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hot girl from Miss ??? (ive no idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with light sabers? yea, there's pretty lots of light saber vids in you tube but not with a hot babe. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which a fat guy singing? WHO THE HELL IS THAT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 boys dancing to soulja boy. YAY, ive watched that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which after that show the famous  "evolution dance" video by this comedian. YAY MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a black teen singing? i nv seen b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the camera angle changed and show as if its like a piano tutorial. Many piano tutorial in you tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and showing of 2 hands - the DAFT PUNK MTV! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den this girl wearing colour socks!&lt;br /&gt;she's quite famous... i forgot about her name&lt;br /&gt;but she talks about things and opinions on you tube.&lt;br /&gt;you can even post Qs to her and she will video reply u.&lt;br /&gt;many pple watch her but not in sg i think.&lt;br /&gt;her video is like always more then 5 millons.&lt;br /&gt;she's hot man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which show a drag?&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the vid title too but its about shoes... its kinda stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all comes together.. and u can see all things from you tube...&lt;br /&gt;Miss ??? grinding things together in the grinder... is to represent " CAN IPOD GRIND"&lt;br /&gt;and if u are attentive enough. LOOK BEHIND HER!&lt;br /&gt;my all time fav you tube vid.&lt;br /&gt;CHARLIE AND THE CANDY MOUNTAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised im sucha you tuber freak after watching this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-2798387245289665017?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/2798387245289665017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=2798387245289665017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2798387245289665017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2798387245289665017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/05/be-you-tube-freak.html' title='be a you tube freak'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-2967096138377500481</id><published>2008-05-13T06:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:35:58.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please tell me youll be brave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SCjJeNH3qzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/UuaEdRBBzIw/s1600-h/me+and+baby2+copysmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199627290555165490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SCjJeNH3qzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/UuaEdRBBzIw/s320/me+and+baby2+copysmall.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; MY BABY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JACOB LIM FANG YAO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i must say that time really flies&lt;br /&gt;its been 2 months and seriously it felt longer.&lt;br /&gt;both of us felt the same way.&lt;br /&gt;silly baby. silly us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoy and cherish every single moment with him.&lt;br /&gt;whatever we are doin and wherever we are.&lt;br /&gt;be it quarreling or simply jus being for there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have had our problems initially.&lt;br /&gt;it was really a big deal for me as it'd affected me&lt;br /&gt;luckily, we are able to handled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in days when my child side takes overs&lt;br /&gt;he's so understanding and patient&lt;br /&gt;and when he's a child, that will be my time to be likewise&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i really appreciate how patient is he to me.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have our differences&lt;br /&gt;and we know that.&lt;br /&gt;we've come to a understanding to curb the differences&lt;br /&gt;therefore, now.&lt;br /&gt;we are enjoying every moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad that i've replied ya mail in __&lt;br /&gt;if not i wouldnt have found u!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and baby,&lt;br /&gt;i know trust takes a lifetime to build&lt;br /&gt;and takes seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;i know u dont enitrely trust me yet&lt;br /&gt;and neither do i&lt;br /&gt;but still, most importantly is the present that matters.&lt;br /&gt;you know that i love you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure that happier days awaits ahead for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love u, my one and only baby boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SCjJdtH3qxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/VyCEZtxFsUo/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199627281965230866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SCjJdtH3qxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/VyCEZtxFsUo/s320/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check those eye bags! baby, we need slp!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SCjJd9H3qyI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mbkcwOA8rB0/s1600-h/me+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199627286260198178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SCjJd9H3qyI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mbkcwOA8rB0/s320/me+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; we looked kinda malay liked.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" When this cold world comes between us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please tell me youll be brave "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Bon Jovi song: lie to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-2967096138377500481?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/2967096138377500481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=2967096138377500481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2967096138377500481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2967096138377500481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-tell-me-youll-be-brave.html' title='Please tell me youll be brave'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/SCjJeNH3qzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/UuaEdRBBzIw/s72-c/me+and+baby2+copysmall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3541837763551691398</id><published>2008-05-11T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:19:26.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.</title><content type='html'>i didnt know short short flims can be so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;jus check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this short film is under "futureshorts" in you tube.&lt;br /&gt;however is produced by Blue tongue Flim &lt;br /&gt;(http://www.bluetonguefilms.com)&lt;br /&gt;Directed by Nash Edgerton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the "Futureshorts"&lt;br /&gt;there's many amazing short flims.&lt;br /&gt;go and check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one im showing made me swallowed my throat &lt;br /&gt;and made my jaws wide apart.&lt;br /&gt;another spendid short flim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spider"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zdj9vMH4BfQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zdj9vMH4BfQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3541837763551691398?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3541837763551691398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3541837763551691398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3541837763551691398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3541837763551691398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-all-fun-and-games-until-someone.html' title='it&apos;s all fun and games until someone loses an eye.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-2736563017354563235</id><published>2008-05-08T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:18:07.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys are like pimples - useless</title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an thai advertisement on Facial Cleanser&lt;br /&gt;They took a whole different art direction for it by revolving the product with a love story&lt;br /&gt;it have many series like dramas.&lt;br /&gt;so i think if it gonna target metropolis like singapore&lt;br /&gt;the ads would cost a bomb, not very versetile eh.  &lt;br /&gt;and i dont think it portray the keys of the product effectively&lt;br /&gt;however it does make a serious impression to the market.&lt;br /&gt;i think its brillant!!! and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;its like a short love movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it or you'll regret it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QXh8VvOdoM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QXh8VvOdoM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what a metaphor to describe guys!&lt;br /&gt;"they are like pimples - useless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... so girls out there.&lt;br /&gt;if u ponder on any good for nothing guys, they are jus like pimples!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;and i think the guy with the centapid tattoo is friggin cute.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-2736563017354563235?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/2736563017354563235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=2736563017354563235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2736563017354563235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2736563017354563235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/05/guys-are-like-pimples-useless.html' title='guys are like pimples - useless'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4649679911956868733</id><published>2008-04-15T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T03:51:36.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll hold my head up high</title><content type='html'>it was a tough week for me last week. (even now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship problems&lt;br /&gt;parents problems&lt;br /&gt;money problems&lt;br /&gt;emotion problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i facing so many problems?&lt;br /&gt;Especially from you?&lt;br /&gt;thing for both of us jus seems to get worse&lt;br /&gt;why is this happening?&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get you.&lt;br /&gt;and he still dont get it too.&lt;br /&gt;nor is he trying to make things better.&lt;br /&gt;it seems that he's not doin anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;no effort.&lt;br /&gt;no action.&lt;br /&gt;no shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing wrong from the start at all.&lt;br /&gt;so what if now im not wad i used to anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you made me this way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you made me feel miserable (everyday, and it getting worse)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you made me feet unappreciated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you made me feel like a spare tyre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you made me feel that im not loved by you at all&lt;br /&gt;you made me feel jaded&lt;br /&gt;you made me feel numb&lt;br /&gt;you made me have thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;you made me not to love u like i used to anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your reasons are jus absurd and ridiculous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not commiting much anymore&lt;br /&gt;its just seems so pointless for me&lt;br /&gt;cuz shit is wad i get in the end.&lt;br /&gt;i deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;what for right?&lt;br /&gt;whatever you said or promised apparently are paradoxal&lt;br /&gt;none i got from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel so lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i snapped&lt;br /&gt;i need my escapism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up some hock folks last fri at sucha odd time&lt;br /&gt;midnight.&lt;br /&gt;i was really unhappy whole day&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt smile genuinely.&lt;br /&gt;my heart and mind are in sucha drag for me to take&lt;br /&gt;life jus feel like death to me.&lt;br /&gt;i need accompany&lt;br /&gt;i need to go crazy&lt;br /&gt;hence, i went all the way to sk to find them&lt;br /&gt;Jojo, Corny, Shark (came down after his drinking), Daps, and Suhui.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wanna thanks Jojo and Corny.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate what you guys did, simply for the sake to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;i was really happy that night.&lt;br /&gt;thanks you all.&lt;br /&gt;i missed those time where i feel that ive no probs nor anything to worry abt&lt;br /&gt;all we ought to do is to broad about what is fun to do.&lt;br /&gt;simply jus have fun!&lt;br /&gt;we were bad ass punks that night.&lt;br /&gt;all geared up&lt;br /&gt;with rollarblades, skateboard, scooter, haro bike and mountain bike&lt;br /&gt;drunkard Shark riding like a loose lunatic&lt;br /&gt;Corny complaining and whinning at practically everything&lt;br /&gt;Jojo acting cool and his phoney jokes&lt;br /&gt;Daps smiling silly-ly at everything&lt;br /&gt;Suhui making Jojo look like a stupid dork&lt;br /&gt;and me, scolding and controlling all the guys&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting my ultimate laughters&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;so happy that night.&lt;br /&gt;played blind catching on the neighbourhood feet massage pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;Jojo suggested it.&lt;br /&gt;and ah! i wan more!&lt;br /&gt;sooooo frigging fun!&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately something happened&lt;br /&gt;my phone was in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;i fall and landed on it&lt;br /&gt;the screen cracked.&lt;br /&gt;great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"sucha good deal, thanks god!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like so --.-- over it&lt;br /&gt;and Jojo goes, at least u had a great time uhhh?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i did. phone cracked?&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh... i guess nvm la (for now)&lt;br /&gt;if something that can be solved by money.&lt;br /&gt;its not really a problem isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;but here's the problem.&lt;br /&gt;where i get the money?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz this time i still can joke.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"will you really be better off without me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a song im dedicating to all the friends that appreciate &amp;amp; love me for being who i am&lt;br /&gt;and those that showerd me with care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;those who stood by me.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew i have friends that worried and hate seeing me unhappy&lt;br /&gt;i'm really happy to know&lt;br /&gt;i never knew.&lt;br /&gt;but i do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, i know what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;let me hang on.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escape the Fate - Friends and Alibis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJ38Ryndn7U&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJ38Ryndn7U&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry, they dont have music vid for this either :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh, I hate to be the one to bear the bad news&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is true&lt;br /&gt;I finally fell in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fell so hard that I'm killing myself&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I need help&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of this grave that I've dug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all the friends that I have gone through&lt;br /&gt;And how much I deserve the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a shame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So hold your head&lt;br /&gt;Hold it up high&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the friends that were alibis&lt;br /&gt;Keep this close by your side&lt;br /&gt;When I come home we will have our night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they always told me I was gorgeous in a way&lt;br /&gt;And that fateful day&lt;br /&gt;I found who I was&lt;br /&gt;So fill this hole with my prescriptions&lt;br /&gt;I just keep feeding my addictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the friends that I have gone through&lt;br /&gt;And how much I deserve the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's a shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So hold your head&lt;br /&gt;Hold it up high&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the friends that were alibis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Keep this close by your side&lt;br /&gt;When I come home we will have our night&lt;br /&gt;We will have our night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You were the ones that stood by my side, whoa&lt;br /&gt;And I was the one that fought all of your fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hold your head, hold it up high) Whoa&lt;br /&gt;(Keep this close by your side) Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold your head&lt;br /&gt;Hold it high&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the friends that were alibis&lt;br /&gt;Keep this close by your side&lt;br /&gt;When I come home we will have our night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head&lt;br /&gt;Hold it up high&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the friends that were alibis&lt;br /&gt;Keep this close by your side&lt;br /&gt;When I come home we will have our night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head&lt;br /&gt;Hold it up high&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the friends that were alibis&lt;br /&gt;Keep this close by your side&lt;br /&gt;When I come home we will have our night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will have our night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4649679911956868733?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4649679911956868733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4649679911956868733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4649679911956868733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4649679911956868733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/04/ill-hold-my-head-up-high.html' title='i&apos;ll hold my head up high'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-504302464531472016</id><published>2008-04-11T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:03:10.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape the Fate - reverse this curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;crap-felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a song that kinda describe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Escape the Fate - Reverse this Curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHYMAG2g7e8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHYMAG2g7e8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they dont have music video for this song :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A withered past and a blurry future,&lt;br /&gt;My hearts on an auction,&lt;br /&gt;It goes out to the highest bid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I live to fast, and I know I will lose &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But there is an option, to die is to live in &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll hang on, never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dug this pain into my chest.&lt;br /&gt;It's dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One last chance to reverse this curse,&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart but I had it first.&lt;br /&gt;And now I see you've got &lt;em&gt;something to prove&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing to lose, &lt;em&gt;so let me tell you the truth&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A deadly wish but it should've come sooner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A corpse in a funeral that I would never attend.&lt;br /&gt;There is a light on in the back of this house,&lt;br /&gt;But you're not around, to die is to live in &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll hang on, never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dug this pain into my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Instead,&lt;br /&gt;One last chance to reverse this curse,&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart but I had it first.&lt;br /&gt;And now I see you've got something to prove,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing to lose so let me tell you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So, this goes, out to, the ones that fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And to, the &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;, that filled my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had the weirdest dream,&lt;br /&gt;That you and I drove up the darkest streets,&lt;br /&gt;Passing through these city lights,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Closure for the kiss that died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last chance to reverse this curse,&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart but I had it first,&lt;br /&gt;And now I see you've got something to prove,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing to lose so let me tell you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last chance to reverse this curse,&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart but I had it first,&lt;br /&gt;And now I see you've got something to prove,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing to lose so let me tell you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(whisper)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This goes&lt;br /&gt;Out to&lt;br /&gt;The ones that fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Into the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That filled my dark (heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-504302464531472016?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/504302464531472016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=504302464531472016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/504302464531472016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/504302464531472016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/04/escape-fate-reverse-this-curse.html' title='Escape the Fate - reverse this curse'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-5287517549999629880</id><published>2008-04-10T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T04:20:35.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had a horrible day&lt;br /&gt;i totally hate it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tot it was suppose to be special and everything&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt even halfway there, not even abit&lt;br /&gt;it was our one month annivesary yet it felt like it was the mark of our first quarrel&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to give him something but i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;jus not feeling right today. i guess i was right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;he said things that made me think otherway about him&lt;br /&gt;things that made me hesitate to love him&lt;br /&gt;things that made me not to believe fully him anymore&lt;br /&gt;things that made me love him less&lt;br /&gt;things that made me regret getting into a relationship&lt;br /&gt;things that made me feel that im jus a pitstop to him&lt;br /&gt;things that made me want to give up everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;things that made me feel that we dont belonged together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the reason why i dun like to talk abt it alright&lt;br /&gt;because i wanna love u without any doubts nor hesiatation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;unfortunately so, after today... i found myself with many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i hated u today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt able to even give a genuine smile the whole day&lt;br /&gt;i havent have this feeling for a very long time&lt;br /&gt;- the feeling of sadness that really bothers me&lt;br /&gt;and it really does.&lt;br /&gt;its seriously making me feel like jus giving up everything&lt;br /&gt;and becoming my oldself again&lt;br /&gt;its not jus feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i have thought of it. silly i know but i did.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna get too hurt.&lt;br /&gt;but i tell myself that its jus a thought,&lt;br /&gt;dont get old scar get to u Christina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's always space for something better, maybe he is the something better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the stupid thought go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problems seems to lies only in me over a quarrel&lt;br /&gt;he only care about himself, his own thoughts, his feelings, his point of view&lt;br /&gt;where's mine?&lt;br /&gt;he nv even try to understand mine at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;he did but jus only the surface&lt;br /&gt;he dont understand me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we have our own ways of handling problems&lt;br /&gt;i know that avoiding problems are wrong but&lt;br /&gt;i dont like the feeling of being worried almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;i deal with it much later in the day so it wouldnt spoil my mood which i could have a great time with&lt;br /&gt;when im upset, i like being quiet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pple, im always quiet when im upset isnt it? if not i flare dont i?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;cuz i dont wanna quarrel or come up with unreasonable stuff that i could or usually do&lt;br /&gt;i jus want myself to shut up to prevent anymore damage to us&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to talk much cuz when im upset, i couldnt think properly and tackle the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;im better talking to frens and texting.&lt;br /&gt;words jus gets stuck at my throat when i wanna pour them out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;im really sorry&lt;/strong&gt; that i text my fren and listen to music in our midst of the stupid arguement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus felt he's so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lately&lt;br /&gt;or after when he's back from the States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different in everyway&lt;br /&gt;my heart tells me so&lt;br /&gt;the look in his eyes, actions, the words he said&lt;br /&gt;especailly "i was jus too ____ to love"&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel like shit cuz i've given my best to you&lt;br /&gt;i guess the chinese saying is true -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"havent got u, treat u as treasure. got u , treat u like shit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;even thou we stopped the quarrelling or cold war whatever shit&lt;br /&gt;he didnt even ensure i was feeling alright or wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;it was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"are u alright"&lt;br /&gt;"are u still upset"&lt;br /&gt;"dont be... im sorry alright"&lt;br /&gt;"i dont wan to fight no more"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt even try like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"why is that so?"&lt;br /&gt;"baby dont be sad too"&lt;br /&gt;"i am so sorry about that . . . . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooo&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont like being unhappy. or tooooo unhappy&lt;br /&gt;i like living carefree and laughing at everything&lt;br /&gt;is that wrong? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt have any proper meal today&lt;br /&gt;havin slight headache now.&lt;br /&gt;like usual if i go without meals&lt;br /&gt;i dont have much appetite today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even now i am home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus feel really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i'm&lt;br /&gt;sad, confused, distraught, lost, annoyed, upset and lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling lonely&lt;br /&gt;i needed someone but i dunno who to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;so i turned to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant feel him lately.&lt;br /&gt;stranger&lt;br /&gt;i just wished to know whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so shit.&lt;br /&gt;i tried all means to make him happy&lt;br /&gt;sacrifices of friends, time, family trust, lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;all i get in the end is me feeling so shitty about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im starting to feel like drifting away.&lt;br /&gt;apart from both of us are drifitng away&lt;br /&gt;partly because i wanted to&lt;br /&gt;partly because he made me feel like to&lt;br /&gt;partly because i dont want to be the one putting in all the effort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt able to get myself to sleep at all&lt;br /&gt;there is jus this irritating pain that lingers around my chest&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how bad would it gets if it was later.&lt;br /&gt;ive no mood to do anything but here.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would want to love u endlessly or i did&lt;br /&gt;but u made me feel like stopping.&lt;br /&gt;im not going to initiate much as i use to anymore&lt;br /&gt;i think im giving u too much&lt;br /&gt;i felt that i am taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but however so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love u dearly still&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/19247451-5287517549999629880?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/5287517549999629880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=5287517549999629880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5287517549999629880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5287517549999629880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-wrong-baby.html' title='what&apos;s wrong baby'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3208726618985111991</id><published>2008-04-05T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T06:03:31.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meow</title><content type='html'>how adorable!&lt;br /&gt;watch more of them at your tube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon's Cat 'Cat Man Do' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w0ffwDYo00Q&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/04/meow.html' title='meow'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-5811927761200613563</id><published>2008-04-05T04:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:00.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo - gossip girl , Christina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_ab3hk_mOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WzmXqVxdDho/s1600-h/gossipgirl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185503399172348130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_ab3hk_mOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WzmXqVxdDho/s320/gossipgirl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just finished season 1 of gossip girl&lt;br /&gt;and i caaaaaaaaaaant wait for season 2&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.. its soooooooo gossipy&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show does sound bimbotic,&lt;br /&gt;i do agree cuz i felt this way too.&lt;br /&gt;and if u mistake me as one bimbo&lt;br /&gt;means, u dunno me at all&lt;br /&gt;but other than the bimbotic title.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline is jus so JUICY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scandals are so messed up which is kinda heart wretching if it does happens to us&lt;br /&gt;the character are suppose to be 17 but they werent acting or supposingly act like one.&lt;br /&gt;they jus seems so adultish or seems to be at the age of ours, twenties&lt;br /&gt;i think the hottest guy is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATE ARCHIBALD&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trust me, he looked really hot in the show.&lt;br /&gt;pictures? naahh.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWHBk_mDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/5fs9yoJMNfg/s1600-h/nate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497068390553650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWHBk_mDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/5fs9yoJMNfg/s320/nate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWHBk_mEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wkROoFyVmCE/s1600-h/nate2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497068390553666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWHBk_mEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wkROoFyVmCE/s320/nate2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and number 2 is &lt;strong&gt;CHUCK BASS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... i jus kinda drool all over my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(more i look at him, the more handsome he gets... oh my!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWGhk_mBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hq_ZpDN-nd8/s1600-h/chuck+bass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497059800619026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWGhk_mBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hq_ZpDN-nd8/s320/chuck+bass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWGxk_mCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zpWjsabeGTo/s1600-h/chuck+bass2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497064095586338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWGxk_mCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zpWjsabeGTo/s320/chuck+bass2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the sweetest guy is &lt;strong&gt;DAN HUMPHREY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWHRk_mFI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xUCBf5r4bbE/s1600-h/dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497072685520978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWHRk_mFI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xUCBf5r4bbE/s320/dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing he does not really impressive&lt;br /&gt;but it is they things he says. jus soooooooo awww... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how i wished . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls are pretty bad, like good girls gone bad.&lt;br /&gt;like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hottest girl.. hmm.. all are hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena Van Der Woodsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497618146367618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWnBk_mII/AAAAAAAAAPM/kDXsTyDMhvs/s320/serena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWmhk_mGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TsHyUslFRc4/s1600-h/serena2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497609556432994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWmhk_mGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TsHyUslFRc4/s320/serena2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWmxk_mHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/d2B0YAet5MA/s1600-h/serena4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497613851400306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWmxk_mHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/d2B0YAet5MA/s320/serena4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAIR WALDORF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aXCBk_mKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EoAKmEegDf8/s1600-h/blair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185498082002835618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aXCBk_mKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EoAKmEegDf8/s320/blair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aXCRk_mLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/KFE71dpKsPo/s1600-h/blair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185498086297802930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aXCRk_mLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/KFE71dpKsPo/s320/blair2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JENNY HUMPHREY&lt;/strong&gt; (Dan's sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWnxk_mJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DAojQx1GHuA/s1600-h/jenny+HUMPHREY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185497631031269522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aWnxk_mJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DAojQx1GHuA/s320/jenny+HUMPHREY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dun really like her in the ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright&lt;br /&gt;the initial part of the drama wasnt very nice thou&lt;br /&gt;the story was kinda like throwing at u and u have to catch it&lt;br /&gt;and i was like wondering why am i watching sucha bimbo show&lt;br /&gt;due to kill time, i jus watch on for fun&lt;br /&gt;however when its reaching the end is jus so nice!&lt;br /&gt;seeing bestfrens fall out and got back tgt&lt;br /&gt;couples broke up, realised the mistakes they commited, and cant live without each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(still fall out thou- at the end)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeing people in different world, accepting each other differences and falling deep into love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all in all, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;it simply sweet yet wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing Serena and Dan togther at the last few episodes&lt;br /&gt;really made me smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aYuRk_mMI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-E0Wvzg9E1Y/s1600-h/sweet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185499941723674818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aYuRk_mMI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-E0Wvzg9E1Y/s320/sweet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (dammit! jus so sugar-coating!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aYuRk_mNI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yGLwNYsMh-o/s1600-h/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185499941723674834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_aYuRk_mNI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yGLwNYsMh-o/s320/sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i didnt know there's sucha way to teach pool =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of someone whose in the tiny little evil heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its jus &lt;em&gt;resemble, dont they?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things they said to each other in the end.&lt;br /&gt;its jus so coincidence to ours or hope it would be said&lt;br /&gt;aaaah... so lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE MORE DAY TO GO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee...&lt;br /&gt;met up Chi, Jason and Fai today.&lt;br /&gt;Fai was acting weird today.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why :(&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps i do know somehow.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it cant be helped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know u love me.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- gossip girl : Christina&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HAHA!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I want time to fly now&lt;br /&gt;and till i sees him.&lt;br /&gt;i want it to stop"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-5811927761200613563?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/5811927761200613563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=5811927761200613563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5811927761200613563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5811927761200613563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/04/xoxo-gossip-girl-christina.html' title='xoxo - gossip girl , Christina'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_ab3hk_mOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WzmXqVxdDho/s72-c/gossipgirl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8713666924324965186</id><published>2008-04-04T05:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:35:35.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best fall down sometimes</title><content type='html'>finally it's friday.&lt;br /&gt;2 more friggin days and i can see his face again!&lt;br /&gt;im so anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been staying at home alot this 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;last sat - mon and thurs was home. woah...&lt;br /&gt;i realised i dont have any money to go anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;and all my frens arent free. all started working&lt;br /&gt;fuck i need a job too&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna take 2 mths break b4 i really work.&lt;br /&gt;the last day of sch was March 7&lt;br /&gt;the last day of dip show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means imma need to start work around May too&lt;br /&gt;took many crazy ass pics with my design folks at dip show&lt;br /&gt;althou we left sch already.&lt;br /&gt;im still glad that we are still contact&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;Eulisa, Sam, Mark, Stacy, Kaireen, Matt and Am! :)&lt;br /&gt;i'll post the pics other time. im lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to put this&lt;br /&gt;but is a new phase of life for me now&lt;br /&gt;no more school days :(&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna plan to work 2 years or so&lt;br /&gt;then, continue to study hopefully&lt;br /&gt;these 2 years im going to save up!&lt;br /&gt;i want to go overseas study if possible!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with him too if he does!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, prolly somewhere in sg.&lt;br /&gt;working really starting to scare me.&lt;br /&gt;i have always dreaded abt it.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need to set some new goals from now.&lt;br /&gt;im no longer a teenager soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( and i really hate growing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHERE'S NEVERLAND, I WANT TO GO THERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to be 15!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;responsiblities responsiblities responsiblities is now i have to bear&lt;br /&gt;so much things to consider&lt;br /&gt;so much things to worry&lt;br /&gt;no more carefree life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to mark myself in some place from now.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to look for work after my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that , i did went for some job interview&lt;br /&gt;at Selectgroup&lt;br /&gt;im not really interested thou althou they headhunted me.&lt;br /&gt;what they offer doesnt interest me and main of all, its not a design house.&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna learn and benefit?&lt;br /&gt;i jus dont feel good working there.&lt;br /&gt;so folks, any design job offer please inform me willya?&lt;br /&gt;i would love to hear from anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i declared tt i am a sad girl these few days :(&lt;br /&gt;cramping up at home is a killer for me&lt;br /&gt;so many days! the walls are giving massive headache.&lt;br /&gt;so this wad non sch life is huh?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE CHAO CHEE BONG!&lt;br /&gt;so boring can.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i felt that fun days would come to an end&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not gonna happen on me.&lt;br /&gt;i still wan to have lotsa freaking fun and cheap thrill even im older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goal is to work hard and play hard!&lt;br /&gt;BAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O L D E R&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still dun have any idea where or how to celebrate my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;watched gossip girls jus now and they had this masquerade party&lt;br /&gt;its pretting intriging . not knowing who each other is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get around and party. knowing pple.&lt;br /&gt;finding partners, finding &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; partner&lt;br /&gt;dancing with boys that might not know who is it&lt;br /&gt;waaahahaha.. then when strike 12, all masks have to be taken off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u could see whose ya partner.&lt;br /&gt;how surprising wonderful yet scary! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( cuz if ya partner is crap, here goes the date. ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;if design sch got sucha party, it will be wicked awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will go find... &lt;em&gt;heh heh heh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for tml to come.. den Sun to come.&lt;br /&gt;omg lah!&lt;br /&gt;days seems to be passing so slowly&lt;br /&gt;:( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIT U CALENDER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this might be a old song.&lt;br /&gt;but i like it very much!&lt;br /&gt;listen close alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWIE DAY - COLLIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JTz7rhommHI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JTz7rhommHI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;A light shining through&lt;br /&gt;You're barely waking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm open, you're closed&lt;br /&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;br /&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;br /&gt;Light up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet you know&lt;br /&gt;You make a frist impression&lt;br /&gt;I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to ryhme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8713666924324965186?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8713666924324965186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8713666924324965186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8713666924324965186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8713666924324965186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/04/best-fall-down-sometimes.html' title='best fall down sometimes'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-2399134134205903553</id><published>2008-04-03T00:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:01.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th march 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright Alright.&lt;br /&gt;sorry once again.&lt;br /&gt;"SORRY"happened in once a blue blue moon that i went MIA.&lt;br /&gt;u bet, my internet was down a mth ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its back now, dont fret yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;on this faithful day on 9th of march 2008'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my fate got intertwined with someone's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone who felt the need of a connection between us&lt;br /&gt;the connection would bring happiness along with 'us'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our acquaintance might be folly and short&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet it felt in perpetuity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time doesn't matter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because following the heart does.&lt;br /&gt;hence, loneliness never felt the same again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as our hearts arent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is someone. . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;who is willingly to make me happy with all he could offer&lt;br /&gt;who is willingly to comfort me when i am devastated&lt;br /&gt;who is willingly to be my anger emission&lt;br /&gt;who wanted to be someone special in my heart&lt;br /&gt;who wants me to be by his side&lt;br /&gt;who wants to be my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hopefully !)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and lastly, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;he, who is willingly to love me endlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hopefully again ! !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He . . . is Jacob Lim Fang Yao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He popped the Qs on this faithful day to my surprise.&lt;br /&gt;and glad he did.&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for this moment honestly.&lt;br /&gt;and he was seizing for the chance.&lt;br /&gt;which is that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know how he popped the Qs?&lt;br /&gt;he tricked me to it.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's how it happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was the usual supper time for us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while waiting for him i played Viwawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he called and said he was watching tv with his dad. (something amissed i thot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i waited.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;den he called and said he jus left hse.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile...&lt;br /&gt;he called again and sound friggin hectic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" PLEASE COME OUT NOW I BEG U !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"but i'm playing game!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" NONONO, I BEG U . please come out out down. quick!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(frightenened) i rushed out and cancelled my mj!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walk out the stair while on the phone with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den i saw this pasted on the wall next to the stairs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(he lied everything saying he watch tv with dad,&lt;br /&gt;but tt's when he's on the way here to prepare!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PSLhk_l8I/AAAAAAAAANs/jNMalteQ9Lg/s1600-h/post+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184718691467499458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PSLhk_l8I/AAAAAAAAANs/jNMalteQ9Lg/s320/post+it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHAT THE HELL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;thinking - what is he up to... dont tell me...!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i went down the stairs.. after 2 flights.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this one the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PSLxk_l9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/OsABAuvTHWo/s1600-h/post+it+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184718695762466770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PSLxk_l9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/OsABAuvTHWo/s320/post+it+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post-it is sticked to the floor, accompanied by 2 candles.&lt;br /&gt;i blew them out and took the note. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;and i goes " orh oh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so i continued walking down...&lt;br /&gt;saw another one too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PSLxk_l-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/wUYo1-XtXi0/s1600-h/post+it+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184718695762466786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PSLxk_l-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/wUYo1-XtXi0/s320/post+it+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i kept on smiling all the way while reading all his msg,&lt;br /&gt;i felt that those words were so genuine.&lt;br /&gt;it touched my black heart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after taking this note away and blowing off the candles.&lt;br /&gt;i went down, while im still on the phone with him.&lt;br /&gt;slowly i could hear double echos of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;one from the phone, another from elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;den i saw him sitting down there with one mattress blocking a side of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw many friggin candles.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt read it first... so i went there and asked &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" what is this ? ! "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he goes -.-&lt;br /&gt;u sure u dunno.&lt;br /&gt;so i took another looked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i stunned!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;" BE MY . . . " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PizBk_l_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/puQky3JRelU/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184736962258376690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PizBk_l_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/puQky3JRelU/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PizRk_mAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/rk7qAPGn_NM/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AINT HE SWEET!!!&lt;br /&gt;this melts me instantly... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dont ask me i got cry anot! (cuz everybody ask me this Qs!!!)&lt;br /&gt;i didnt! i was too shy too cry!&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;gave him a hug. lalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;few more days and we are gonna be a month tgt.&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen him for almost 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;He's in States, Philadelphia now.&lt;br /&gt;back on the 6th.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him so badly that i often get angry at myself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" i felt indifferent from what i had before&lt;br /&gt;after since i have you&lt;br /&gt;from the heart to the soul&lt;br /&gt;from the thoughts to the care&lt;br /&gt;it is all about you to me&lt;br /&gt;thou the differences, its matters none&lt;br /&gt;having you it is in all&lt;br /&gt;feeling the joy is all i need&lt;br /&gt;my promises are voluntarily&lt;br /&gt;but words are true&lt;br /&gt;afflictions are inevitably too&lt;br /&gt;wherever it is, i would stand by you&lt;br /&gt;our feelings might be too soon&lt;br /&gt;but it felt so true&lt;br /&gt;having two become one&lt;br /&gt;you, whose now special in my heart&lt;br /&gt;i love you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Christina&lt;br /&gt;i am not perfect but hope its perfect for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-2399134134205903553?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/2399134134205903553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=2399134134205903553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2399134134205903553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2399134134205903553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/04/9th-march-08.html' title='9th march 08'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R_PSLhk_l8I/AAAAAAAAANs/jNMalteQ9Lg/s72-c/post+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3511387885509459372</id><published>2008-03-02T03:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:01.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>checkup d exhibition clubs yo.</title><content type='html'>after my venting on my blog&lt;br /&gt;i later on received a msg from him after&lt;br /&gt;just a few hrs later in the morning&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;the msg made my day. weeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;he said he's on his way to phuket.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... i see.&lt;br /&gt;his msges are like report to the Mdm Pang.&lt;br /&gt;so weird. ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to dental to do some check up&lt;br /&gt;after which met up kew for lunch at "taiwan"&lt;br /&gt;did some catching up&lt;br /&gt;rushed back home and got changed&lt;br /&gt;before i headed out&lt;br /&gt;i gave biscuit a call&lt;br /&gt;whaha... the ringing tone was totally different to Singapore's&lt;br /&gt;he picked up.&lt;br /&gt;i was so delighted to hear his voice but doesnt sound like him thou.&lt;br /&gt;it was so soft yet he sounded very macho.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... so not him.&lt;br /&gt;he told me he havent bathe for 1 1/2 days.&lt;br /&gt;eeee. smelly biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa... i guess its normal for bag packing&lt;br /&gt;he said something very sweet which i acted blur and made him said twice&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA... cant wait for 7th march. :)&lt;br /&gt;but i think he would spent tt day slping his day away.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up Matthew, Junhao, Joie, Marg and Sharon at Tanjong Pagar mrt&lt;br /&gt;tt stupid siao tarbo.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;ask me meet them at telok blangah mrt.&lt;br /&gt;den im agreed to it silly-ly.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno where the hell is it and Faisal called me to disturbed me&lt;br /&gt;so i asked him casually.&lt;br /&gt;i den realised that there's no such mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;#)$#@&amp;amp;%@#)(%&lt;br /&gt;i msged him and it was actually tanjong pagar mrt instead.&lt;br /&gt;he said sound alike ma.&lt;br /&gt;WHERE GOT. hahaha... tt siao tarbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on we head down to duxton hill to attend our Lect photo exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;Chao Chee Yong's exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;shweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking there,&lt;br /&gt;Sharon was like " this area is well-known for the gays"&lt;br /&gt;" got dirty pubs " -- this makes me go "woooo" *eyebrows up.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha... she shown me where's Play.&lt;br /&gt;Play is a well known place for gays and lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;they have lesbian night and gay night&lt;br /&gt;interesting eh.&lt;br /&gt;she ask us to go in to see see since i didnt go b4.&lt;br /&gt;she can bring us in for free&lt;br /&gt;not bad. mayb i would.&lt;br /&gt;gay or les night ? still considering!&lt;br /&gt;heh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to Cheeyong's photo exhibition - called " 30th feb "&lt;br /&gt;He's a lecturer from my school, who majored in photo.&lt;br /&gt;he taught me before 'Landscape imaging' and 'Advertising &amp;amp; product photography' subjs&lt;br /&gt;he's a awesome lect.&lt;br /&gt;i like him!&lt;br /&gt;fyi, there's no such date ( 30th Feb) however there's a theory and an exisiting day to it.&lt;br /&gt;which will only happen in the year 4000.&lt;br /&gt;jus listen to my lect speech and u will understand.&lt;br /&gt;all his photos there were marvellous.&lt;br /&gt;each sold for $2000.&lt;br /&gt;and most of them were like SOLD.&lt;br /&gt;the one i like most is the "waterfall by the hotel"&lt;br /&gt;damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;all are like 'DI' in the darkroom, which naturally need perfect skills&lt;br /&gt;is unlike dealing with photoshop where ctrl+z is always applicable.&lt;br /&gt;he's jus rocks socks.&lt;br /&gt;i took a video of him making speech&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHeVVgqwZFU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHeVVgqwZFU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pardon my laughters, i know i sounded very awful! :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place jus got sooooo packed tt all of the (our year ) tp-ians went outside standing and waited&lt;br /&gt;there were - Eulisa, Amelia, Mark, Matt, Marg, Junhao, Clarance, Joie, Ban, Eva, Sharon, Ron, Denice, Justin ong etc&lt;br /&gt;chatted and took some stupid pics.&lt;br /&gt;here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8m_3x_vxEI/AAAAAAAAANU/kOHtoTh-wYU/s1600-h/ex+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172876612046144578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8m_3x_vxEI/AAAAAAAAANU/kOHtoTh-wYU/s320/ex+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Junhao, Eulisa, me and Matt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8m_4B_vxFI/AAAAAAAAANc/n8T7jXnvsd0/s1600-h/ex+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172876616341111890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8m_4B_vxFI/AAAAAAAAANc/n8T7jXnvsd0/s320/ex+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to Cheeyong talking. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i looked inattentive thou.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8m_4R_vxGI/AAAAAAAAANk/RgtC8YC2FLU/s1600-h/ex+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172876620636079202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8m_4R_vxGI/AAAAAAAAANk/RgtC8YC2FLU/s320/ex+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt, me, Marg and Junhao outside the exhibition place.&lt;br /&gt;quite obvious who are dress for the clubbing later. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this,&lt;br /&gt;we (some peeps) head on to zouk.&lt;br /&gt;many pple joined us after tt.&lt;br /&gt;the deign pple like - Sam, Qihao, Jon, Chai, Justin Seow, Fiona, Sally, Steph Djie&lt;br /&gt;outside pple like - Anthony, forgot the name, Sam's gf and frens, etc lah!&lt;br /&gt;today was Facebook event called - " very poked "&lt;br /&gt;wtf. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;anywy, didnt spend the time like clubbing days.&lt;br /&gt;was learning or doin the way how matt rolls when at zouk.&lt;br /&gt;standing outside looking out for pple and frens.&lt;br /&gt;giving out invites.&lt;br /&gt;at zouk i bumped into many pple like usual.&lt;br /&gt;i saw Danial Azroy ( gave him free invite) , Shawn ( apparently he always bought a zouk tix) , Watson (said hi nia.) hahaha... and one of my pri sch fren. i forgot her name so couldnt call her and Qi's wywy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on Matt's guest list so i went into phuture free.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha... i like when i dont have to spent any money to enter clubs.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to put it to Eulisa tt's Matt couldnt sign her in.&lt;br /&gt;so when he did, she seems to be very unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;im feel so bad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at phuture, dance alittle while.&lt;br /&gt;roll it like how matt did&lt;br /&gt;i was bored for tt day.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was tired&lt;br /&gt;becuz ive been walking on my heels for the past few hrs.&lt;br /&gt;its like hurting me :(&lt;br /&gt;stood there listening to the boring and old music&lt;br /&gt;browse ard and&lt;br /&gt;found 10cent on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;den&lt;br /&gt;found 2 free drink tix.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. of cuz i used it la.&lt;br /&gt;there were many clubbing noobs tt night.&lt;br /&gt;every song also woo woo woo&lt;br /&gt;woo ke lan la!&lt;br /&gt;so old already the song still woo.&lt;br /&gt;sepak u ah! hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was jus bored and not in the mood&lt;br /&gt;so left at 2&lt;br /&gt;hanged out&lt;br /&gt;saw Edward.&lt;br /&gt;ive to siam him like a police and thief&lt;br /&gt;like i went toliet i saw him, ive to hide behind the washing hands basin.&lt;br /&gt;was my wrong in the past so im doin this on my behalf to please him&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;we both acted like we didnt see each other outside.&lt;br /&gt;holla Fai to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and melvin came&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;so i ask " go where eat "&lt;br /&gt;he's like go "simpang bedok"&lt;br /&gt;IM LIKE " HUH, WTF ? AGAIN? i jus went there ytd leh dey"&lt;br /&gt;zzz...&lt;br /&gt;while on our way, and they got lost cuz they didnt know how to go.&lt;br /&gt;im like " i know, it's near tanah merah mrt "&lt;br /&gt;but still they got lost --.--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was kind high on alcohol&lt;br /&gt;did many stupid things on his bike.&lt;br /&gt;disturbed Melvin while he's riding behind us.&lt;br /&gt;did the ridin gesture too.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... Fai charged acrossed a red light again.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo!&lt;br /&gt;he went 140 again.&lt;br /&gt;shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were still lost.&lt;br /&gt;evetually went to a correct road.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO ME. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;cuz i directed him where to go.&lt;br /&gt;heh. biscuit brought me there once b4&lt;br /&gt;hence i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after supper,&lt;br /&gt;went home slp.&lt;br /&gt;was too tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3511387885509459372?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3511387885509459372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3511387885509459372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3511387885509459372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3511387885509459372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/03/checkup-d-exhibition-clubs-yo.html' title='checkup d exhibition clubs yo.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8m_3x_vxEI/AAAAAAAAANU/kOHtoTh-wYU/s72-c/ex+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8421437471733142741</id><published>2008-02-29T05:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T05:27:02.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U ARE AN IDIOT!</title><content type='html'>jus came back from skating&lt;br /&gt;skated for 2 hrs plus ard my hood.&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i last skated.&lt;br /&gt;earlier on today i went to town to collect my phone with Chi.&lt;br /&gt;did some shopping&lt;br /&gt;later on her ____ came.&lt;br /&gt;both lovey dovey infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;my heart jus goes " fuck " .&lt;br /&gt;#*!$@#*!@!%@#$*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;STUPID JACOB LIM FANG YAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM CURSING U THIS INSTANT CAUSE U DIDNT MAKE A EFFORT TO CALL OR MSG ME AT ALL! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;@*$(%*@^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM SO MOODY NOW BECUZ OF YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#)(!%(@#&amp;amp;%!(#^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIDNT PARTY WITH MY LADIES BECUZ I WAS MOODLESS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$@%*@($&amp;amp;%@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;IM GG PARTY TML ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE YOU!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE 15TH TIME IM SAYING THIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn pek chek with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i know i shouldnt be so pissed of him cuz we are just friends.&lt;br /&gt;hence, is like non of our business anyway.&lt;br /&gt;right ?&lt;br /&gt;i dont care. i jus wanna vent it out here!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh... after tml i dont care already!&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna be a bad ass and party, havoc and crazed up.&lt;br /&gt;go get soaked up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, my mom picked us up at town and we went simpang bedok to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i suggested cuz they ask me suggest.&lt;br /&gt;initially i suggested Changi's nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;but wasnt in the mood for it so i changed to the one that heartless bastard brought me to.&lt;br /&gt;had my all time fav - steak, lagsania and brownie and ice cream for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to do many things this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8421437471733142741?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8421437471733142741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8421437471733142741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8421437471733142741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8421437471733142741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/02/u-are-idiot.html' title='U ARE AN IDIOT!'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8473731716634548097</id><published>2008-02-26T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:03:16.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Grand Central</title><content type='html'>this is just too whipping awesome!&lt;br /&gt;all the 207 pple are frozen at the same time at Grand Central!&lt;br /&gt;how'd i wished i was either the one frozen or simple jus be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Central'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3645081484406538999</id><published>2008-02-26T18:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:02.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally this is my 100th post for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;alright, i know its slow cuz i didnt blog as much when i started out as i thought blogging was useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i could shout this out loud " not exactly shout thou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FYP IS FINALLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooohoooohooo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i shall make a party comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;clubs, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;pubs, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;astroturf, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;ECP, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;SK, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;malls, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woohoooOooooOooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all wells. although everything is over.&lt;br /&gt;i felt a sense of relieved for myself that i dont have to ton and be awake for more den 24 hrs anymore until that im so used to having latenights that i dont have to rely on coffee to be awake.&lt;br /&gt;that's scary.&lt;br /&gt;i will definately miss design school.&lt;br /&gt;Esp the pple i have always hanged out with.&lt;br /&gt;babes like - Eulisa, Kaireen, Stacy, Amelia, Charlene, Sara, Sharon, Yuki etc&lt;br /&gt;dudes like - Sam, Mark, Matthew, Hongwen, Boo, Justin, Qihao, Chai, Clarence, Victor etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY PPLE LIKE&lt;br /&gt;EULISA KAIREEN STACY AMELIA SAM MATTHEW AND VICTOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. i realli missed those times.&lt;br /&gt;whereby we are late for classes or submission.&lt;br /&gt;cursing the non design pple occupying our canteen&lt;br /&gt;slacking around&lt;br /&gt;dissing out pple&lt;br /&gt;hanging out late in school till the guard chased as out&lt;br /&gt;rushing for deadlines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man...&lt;br /&gt;now its all over.&lt;br /&gt;emptiness jus halts there with us.&lt;br /&gt;however memories stayed within us&lt;br /&gt;hope we will still keep in contact after we left school.&lt;br /&gt;as inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;i jus love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. let me js briefly state what i have been thru the past few days before our subimission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wed 20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night i was rushing work at home.&lt;br /&gt;have been staying home doin work for like days&lt;br /&gt;im so sick of being stucked up at home that i turned grumpy at night&lt;br /&gt;was talking to biscuit thru msn den on the phone&lt;br /&gt;so naturally i was seriously mean to him&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. he understands, so didnt mind me beng extra mean to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;was actually wanted to meet him in the morning to have breakfast so we tonned thru the night on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;however when the day turned morning.&lt;br /&gt;we both were simply jus dead and wored out to get out.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thurs 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed home to do work&lt;br /&gt;met up biscuit around 230am for supper.&lt;br /&gt;he drove from his hse to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;and HE WAS LOST as he took a wrong turn so he took like 45 mins to reach here.&lt;br /&gt;A L R I G H T.&lt;br /&gt;nvm... so i suggested 2 places to eat&lt;br /&gt;Seragoon Rd or Thomson Rd&lt;br /&gt;so we went seragoon road.&lt;br /&gt;and he said he duno how to go there.&lt;br /&gt;so nvm... i was reading the street directory and he was driving in circle.&lt;br /&gt;we both were like yellin which way to go and confused.&lt;br /&gt;all was so comical yet fun.&lt;br /&gt;eventually we found our way... or wait... I found the way.&lt;br /&gt;aahahah...&lt;br /&gt;ate supper, drove back.&lt;br /&gt;hanged out a little while , heard the great news from Chichi&lt;br /&gt;after which a litle while more i went back home to continue my work.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday 22nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do work till afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;met up biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;went to fancy paper. met up many friends there.&lt;br /&gt;went to print at simple digital&lt;br /&gt;Chichi came along.&lt;br /&gt;met many friends there again.&lt;br /&gt;simple digital is as if like the 2nd hometown for TP design pple.&lt;br /&gt;many mistake biscuit as my bf.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha... he's nooooot.&lt;br /&gt;both of them chatted and poked of me being so kanchiong spider about my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;not funny loh!&lt;br /&gt;@#$(@&amp;amp;%&lt;br /&gt;after my stuff...&lt;br /&gt;we were joined my Chi's Mr skinny and his friends&lt;br /&gt;ate and went over to bugis village to find Chi's dress.&lt;br /&gt;and went home and slack with biscuit at the study corner while i do my work and he played guitar.&lt;br /&gt;around 3 plus, went to have breakfast and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday 23rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to wake up at 830 to do alittle of my work.&lt;br /&gt;and suppose to meet up Chichi at 10am&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER SO&lt;br /&gt;due to late night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Chi even told me she called me at 8 + or 9am.&lt;br /&gt;and i picked up and replied her&lt;br /&gt;" ya.. i woke up already... and wo hen qingf xing! ( i'm very awake)" in a very awaken tone&lt;br /&gt;APPARENTLY... i was sleep-talking AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont rmb anything about tt call.&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was damn figgin tired.&lt;br /&gt;this isnt the first time i sleep-talk already.&lt;br /&gt;oh my...&lt;br /&gt;den i continued to slp till 945am she called me.&lt;br /&gt;she shouted " omg, going to 10 am already!" den i jumped out of my bed and called biscuit if he's awake too and is he able to gives us a ride down to the east as we are utterly LATE!&lt;br /&gt;sorry! becuz of me T.T&lt;br /&gt;so he came and fetch us to his house area and we took a train to pasir ris and took a cab down to watch the SINGAPORE AIRSHOW.&lt;br /&gt;well this is the first time singapore is having airshow, so i was quite eager too.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt exactly as nice as compared to the blue angels from US.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess is fair enough to wow us.&lt;br /&gt;i lesp like the prop planes. Althought they are much slower yet are cute as they give off the deep hollow " woooon" sound as they swirve in the air.&lt;br /&gt;den after the performaces, we went to check out the planes exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;awesome. my first time to walk and touch real planes.&lt;br /&gt;and i was sooo itchy finger that i opened one the the US's plane toilet clean-out. (where they drained out the human waste" and IT SMELLS.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;after the exhibits, we have to go back by the free shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;omg, as we walked out. i didnt expect to see like thousands of pple.&lt;br /&gt;it was so friggin packed all over.&lt;br /&gt;getting back jus seems so impossible.&lt;br /&gt;we were actauuly pretty lucky.&lt;br /&gt;we stood out there under the scotching sun and waiting like the typicals singapore and tried to get up the bus.&lt;br /&gt;luckily of the the bus came and stopped infront of us.&lt;br /&gt;as i got up, chichi, biscuit and her fren Weikang as lagged behind.&lt;br /&gt;i was so nervous tt i will get lost.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously the older pple are sucha ugly singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;pushing pple and didnt care about anything except of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;one of the stupid uncle was soooooo fucking asshole cheeby rude!&lt;br /&gt;he stepped on the slipper and it got out from my feet.&lt;br /&gt;he knows and didnt care and keep pushing me forward even thou i tried to get it.&lt;br /&gt;and all he cares is to get a seat&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU CHAO CHEE BONG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i give way to him and luckily there this nice lady saw my slipper so she stopped and let me take it.&lt;br /&gt;ah. so nice.&lt;br /&gt;i waited for them at the entrance will all of them were up.&lt;br /&gt;inside were serious cramped up sardines and a human-bound sauna.&lt;br /&gt;like sardines in a can being heat up , prepared to be eaten.&lt;br /&gt;omg. till the end of the trip. i was feeling kinda dizzy as i didnt have much fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;and Chi was sooo having difficulties to stand on herself.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky biscuit was there to help me and and could help her.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... all of us are being harrassed by pple behind us.&lt;br /&gt;Biscuit was being "molested" by a indian guy.&lt;br /&gt;Chi was being "molesting" by a fat guy ass.&lt;br /&gt;and i was being " pillow-fied" by a big size person.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to TM.&lt;br /&gt;tried to change my CK watch to the correct size and had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;found out the watch was $416. omg!&lt;br /&gt;rushed to bugis' fancy paper and head went to town's artfren to get some stuff for fyp.&lt;br /&gt;tried to looked for Ping's birthday present for later on party.&lt;br /&gt;i walked around LIME's flea market but alas, i couldnt find anything tt suits her.&lt;br /&gt;so bought her a birthday cookies from famous amous first.&lt;br /&gt;i shall give her a b'lated present after my fyp is over!&lt;br /&gt;met up Eulisa and Mark over at AMK interchange.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down to Ping's place.&lt;br /&gt;whilst in the cab.&lt;br /&gt;the cab driver was sucha pain in the arse.&lt;br /&gt;it's getting on Eulisa's and my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;we told him where we heading yet he give excuses saying the place very big.. near which part... so we told his the nearby location, which is where st nicholas girl sch is&lt;br /&gt;den he gives exucses saying nv heard b4 and dunno where is it.&lt;br /&gt;saying till it soudned like sort of blaming us for not giving good directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO UNCLE. YOU TAXI DRIVER LEH.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GETTING PAY OR WE ARE GETTING PAY.&lt;br /&gt;!*$(&lt;a href="mailto:!@&amp;amp;%"&gt;!@&amp;amp;%&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most funny thing is he didnt turned on the meter.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno did he do tt on purpose so he can charge us more or what.&lt;br /&gt;so eventually i asked biscuit to "remind" him.&lt;br /&gt;as we reached Ping's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8P--PuoqZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nd4LMgeZ5S8/s1600-h/ping%27s+birthday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171257142478940562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8P--PuoqZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nd4LMgeZ5S8/s320/ping%27s+birthday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eulisa, Biscuit, me, Kaireen and Mark/&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad the heck is Mark doing - like usual being a retard.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8P--fuoqaI/AAAAAAAAANE/k13Qvk8Z24A/s1600-h/ping%27s+birthday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171257146773907874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8P--fuoqaI/AAAAAAAAANE/k13Qvk8Z24A/s320/ping%27s+birthday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark ( dunno wad the heck he doin again!), Eulisa, me!, Kaireen and BIRTHDAY GIRL PING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8P--fuoqbI/AAAAAAAAANM/wuGet3HCmOg/s1600-h/ping%27s+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171257146773907890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8P--fuoqbI/AAAAAAAAANM/wuGet3HCmOg/s320/ping%27s+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heh! :) Ping, Eulisa and Kaireen!&lt;br /&gt;i love u all lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;her house was decorated to the Alice in the Wonderland theme.&lt;br /&gt;it was a costume party and it was marvellous.&lt;br /&gt;however we didnt dress up as we all were very busy for fyp.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry Ping. hoped u understand.&lt;br /&gt;There was Kaireen too. its been so long since i last saw her.&lt;br /&gt;anywy, is nice seeing Ping enjoying her birthday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21st&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAY ALL YA WISHES COME TRUE AND &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOPE U ENDEAVOUR &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; IN THE DESIGN INDUSTRY! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled out at her house for alittle while and left.&lt;br /&gt;bisucit felt abit left out so i acc him thru the party.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich we went back home to do work.&lt;br /&gt;me and biscuit almost fell asleep in the bus as both of us were very tired after this long and rushing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i did alot of stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to biscuit who is willingly to run ard with me like a mad person.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday 24th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;slept 6 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need it as the past few days ive been sleeping very very little&lt;br /&gt;or merely i didnt sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;did and prepared some work&lt;br /&gt;i was damn famished as i didnt have any proper meal the day before nor today.&lt;br /&gt;so i grabbed a muffine at home and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down to simple digital again to print my project.&lt;br /&gt;if i total up my spending on my project.&lt;br /&gt;i think ive spent $300-$400.&lt;br /&gt;most of the cost are on printing as it was kinda expensive.&lt;br /&gt;others are like on cab and materials.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i was quite a thrifty person before so ive saved some money for my fyp.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt care how much it cost. i jus wan my stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, today was Carven's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo wanted to go down to celebrate with her.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, i stil have to rush my work. im so sorry Carven.&lt;br /&gt;i'l make it up to you alright.&lt;br /&gt;anywy jus to dropped it here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;21St&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BIRTHDAY TO YOU TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAY AS SWEET AS EVER AND GLAD U LIKE OUR GUESS WATCH GIFT WE GAVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into many pple there.&lt;br /&gt;there will Sam, Chai, Amelia, Charlene, Xy, Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;later on biscuit came down to find me as he said he was nearby ( dunno true anot. ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;and i was very surprised!&lt;br /&gt;he bought food for me!&lt;br /&gt;omg. i was so touched yet i couldnt express it infront of him.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. im shy. ( yeah riggght.)&lt;br /&gt;he bought me bubble tea and Elcaire and cream puff from bread papa.&lt;br /&gt;MY FAV!&lt;br /&gt;the elcaire made me happy!&lt;br /&gt;i gave the last bit to Sam cuz i know he's hungry and he's my best guy fren in school!&lt;br /&gt;and the bubble tea was also drank by Chai and Sam.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. we all were so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;after which when we were all done.&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat dinner and head back home to continue to do work.&lt;br /&gt;biscuit acc me home.&lt;br /&gt;he's leaving tml for his bagpacking trip for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to give him a goodbye hug but i couldnt do so ( i shy.... yeah rigght again.)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... i am k!&lt;br /&gt;regretted tt i didnt give as now im missing somebody alot already!!!&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get any slp through out the night as i was busy rushing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday 25th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOAH!&lt;br /&gt;today is &lt;strong&gt;FYP SUBMISSON DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. i was so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;finally this day has come.&lt;br /&gt;didnt get any sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;was so busy running around my house doing work.&lt;br /&gt;rushed to simple digital to print my tag and some stuff as it wasnt i expected.&lt;br /&gt;luckily my mom and uncle was able to helped me to take my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i had so much to carry.&lt;br /&gt;after my stuff. rushed to school.&lt;br /&gt;i reached school at 1.45&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;so i chop chop do everything and almost cut my finger.&lt;br /&gt;pretty happy after my stuff was all up.&lt;br /&gt;all my frens were there. i was helping them to time check.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's work looked good. i was kinda worried for Sam if he reached already.&lt;br /&gt;lucky he did. and i keep remindin pple about time.&lt;br /&gt;i was like saying "230!.... faster faster" " 10 mins left!"&lt;br /&gt;saying out loud for pple.&lt;br /&gt;i had some help from Carmen and Stacy.&lt;br /&gt;And Kaireen too! she helped me clean up my booth.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot all the babes.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;after briefing.&lt;br /&gt;went to had lunch with my usual folks.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to send biscuit off but he didnt want me too. :(&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt get to see him for the last chance.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;hope he could take care of himself.&lt;br /&gt;and he's an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why he chose this where im officially freed from work.&lt;br /&gt;NVM. i still got many friends out there for me to have fun with.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i wan to go roller blading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3645081484406538999?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3645081484406538999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3645081484406538999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3645081484406538999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3645081484406538999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/02/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R8P--PuoqZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nd4LMgeZ5S8/s72-c/ping%27s+birthday3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8910536074272854917</id><published>2008-02-24T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T04:22:28.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f. ya project!</title><content type='html'>ive been hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;see black shadow of pple, cats and jus objects.&lt;br /&gt;ive been awake for more den 40hrs or more on one particular day.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt feeling tired thou. :S&lt;br /&gt;memory wasnt as good as i used to have.&lt;br /&gt;damn blur.&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. pple pls do slp well.&lt;br /&gt;but now... im tired yet i cant rest as ive unfinished business.&lt;br /&gt;FYP due on 25.&lt;br /&gt;freedom have come.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, so is my grave.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SUFFERING FROM HEADACHE NOW LAH!&lt;br /&gt;my head like spinning and floating.&lt;br /&gt;damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;#$(#*(#%&amp;amp;(....&lt;br /&gt;woo , i jus saw something while beside me flew past.&lt;br /&gt;not ghost la.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i not enough zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. STUPID FYP.&lt;br /&gt;i wan go slp now.&lt;br /&gt;go eat shit la fyp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;fyp = FUCK YOUR PROJECT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8910536074272854917?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8910536074272854917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8910536074272854917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8910536074272854917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8910536074272854917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/02/f-ya-project.html' title='f. ya project!'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6169879045969845396</id><published>2008-02-19T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:02.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;was kinda of emo-fied realising the differences we had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wasnt much myself ytd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanna just leave it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;we talked thing outs.&lt;br /&gt;he stated the differences doesnt matter, its what we want in the end matter.&lt;br /&gt;it all made sense.&lt;br /&gt;i was so narrow minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he sang to me thru msn calls and video calls again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha, like usual his fav genre - love songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baaahsss, it made me melts at times but most of the time very funny.&lt;br /&gt;i secretly print screen some of it.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;dont kill me ah biscuit please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nOQPuoqVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OfGweC09ZhE/s1600-h/jacob2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388825879718226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nOQPuoqVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OfGweC09ZhE/s320/jacob2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's laffing as i was poking fun of him. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nOQvuoqWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/DLnSQxEv0lQ/s1600-h/jacob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388834469652834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nOQvuoqWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/DLnSQxEv0lQ/s320/jacob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's biting his guitar pick&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nOQ_uoqXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/886xnX45ctU/s1600-h/jacob+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388838764620146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nOQ_uoqXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/886xnX45ctU/s320/jacob+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's stonin, wait or acting cool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nORPuoqYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/41ssn8GiOhU/s1600-h/jacob+webcam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388843059587458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nORPuoqYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/41ssn8GiOhU/s320/jacob+webcam.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;check out his guit! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i think im getting a webcam soon too! so can disturb each other!&lt;br /&gt;HWAHAHHAAH... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6169879045969845396?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6169879045969845396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6169879045969845396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6169879045969845396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6169879045969845396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/02/biscuit.html' title='biscuit'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7nOQPuoqVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OfGweC09ZhE/s72-c/jacob2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-559728102323707213</id><published>2008-02-17T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:58:48.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free-tied?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i should not be feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;feeling much like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;the past foretold much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nth good was meant for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;taking in too easily.&lt;br /&gt;had to be wild, like im used to be.&lt;br /&gt;to be free.&lt;br /&gt;friends are the thing most impt&lt;br /&gt;bear in mind.&lt;br /&gt;to be hurt is jus so cracked up.&lt;br /&gt;skipped it babe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-559728102323707213?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/559728102323707213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=559728102323707213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/559728102323707213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/559728102323707213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/02/free-tied.html' title='free-tied?'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-7232977387996587883</id><published>2008-02-17T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:16:30.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V DAY!</title><content type='html'>i guess everyone would eventually had their so called perfect date or perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a date on V DAY!&lt;br /&gt;yes. and i wanna say this &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAD A DATE ON V DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes yes, dont see my pattern so fearsome and ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;i still had some honey for some intypical bees out there.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, conclusion is tt i wasnt suffering from any more v-day syndrome. :D&lt;br /&gt;not jus sweet, it's seriously jus more than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;i started my day off meetin up Chichi for lunch at tpy.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich we went to bugis met up Chi's fren Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to change my dress as there's a BIG HOLE! WTF.&lt;br /&gt;alas, its all OOS! :( so i had chichi to helped me sew my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOHO. THANKS HOME ECONS GIRL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den off the fancypaper get some paper for my fyp afterwhich to town.&lt;br /&gt;met up biscuit at somerset.&lt;br /&gt;he wore dark checkered skinny jeans, a dark purple checkered button shirt.&lt;br /&gt;well, he was well dressed up for date so m i k!&lt;br /&gt;wooo, ive a fetish for checkereds so i think he was pretty charming.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres the silly part.&lt;br /&gt;he told me tt he brought my oranges&lt;br /&gt;(i left my cny oranges in his bag the first time we met up)&lt;br /&gt;i seriously tot so cuz i saw the CNY orange bag.&lt;br /&gt;den im like "wad for ! rotten already!.... i dont care later i wan to see u eat"&lt;br /&gt;so he compromised and said he would.&lt;br /&gt;and ya, like how gullible i am. i believed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we four walked tgt.&lt;br /&gt;i felt weird.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why but i do.&lt;br /&gt;alright maybe 3 of them are from SP and im the only TP?&lt;br /&gt;NONSENSE.&lt;br /&gt;its becuz IT WEIRD LAH.&lt;br /&gt;#(&amp;amp;$(#@!^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something cartoon happened halfway down the road.&lt;br /&gt;Chi beat Alvin den she goes "AHHH my stone!"&lt;br /&gt;next moment u hear something dropped and&lt;br /&gt;both of them looking down searching for tt tiny stone.&lt;br /&gt;it made me laughed the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;yes, we both got a similar ring a few days ago and it was a ring emblemed with a real stone.&lt;br /&gt;mine was black , her was blue.&lt;br /&gt;im evil so i can only have black. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, found back i fixed it and it dropped again.&lt;br /&gt;this time biscuit saved it.&lt;br /&gt;and i noticed the way he hold the cny orange packet was erm... different.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt round. so im like " WAD THE HELL IS THAT, ITS NOT ORANGES"&lt;br /&gt;he was like shit. haha.. left in my bag but forbids me to see.&lt;br /&gt;not to spoil the thrill so i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;went to service my phone as it died on me.&lt;br /&gt;fug man, new phone sommore.&lt;br /&gt;@!$#(!&amp;amp;$(!#&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys, cutting the story short.&lt;br /&gt;Biscuit made a reservation at Dans Ryan at Tanglin mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the hell is tt i thought.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;im sua ku i know.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously it was my first time eating with a boy at reservated seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG LAH. ( kk i sua ku again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ambient there is total foreign, giving off the cowboy era feel&lt;br /&gt;dimmed warm lights, western vintage painted posters, wooden chairs, old bars furnished, oldies songs, and something cute is that there's a toy train going round and round above pple.&lt;br /&gt;we sat in an enclosed cushion seat nxt to the wall, to my surprise.&lt;br /&gt;there's a FRIGGIN BIG STUFFED MOOSE HEAD hanging on the wall next to us.&lt;br /&gt;it made us goes     0.0    OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt weird.&lt;br /&gt;a date. boy. restuarant. two of us.&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;my stomach was filled with crazed up butterflies but i still have to keep my cool.&lt;br /&gt;while ordering food,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wan to order cuz he was paying.&lt;br /&gt;i always like to go dutch but previously he msged me saying&lt;br /&gt; "there's no such thing as dutch today" --- fine. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i told him to order but he refuses and asked me to.&lt;br /&gt;so i was eyeing on STEAK! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;den as usual my eyes would go to the right, looking at where the prices are.&lt;br /&gt;im like STUNNED.&lt;br /&gt;so ex. dun wan! so i asked him to order&lt;br /&gt;he laughed and covered the price part and asked me order.&lt;br /&gt;i said anything. in the end he ordered T-bone steak.&lt;br /&gt;$42 !!! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while eating the muffin appetizers, he said&lt;br /&gt;"you can take out your oranges now"&lt;br /&gt;eh? SOUND SO WRONG CAN.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan...&lt;br /&gt;then next moment he said " if u dont, i'll take out your oranges"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA... he was kidding of course.&lt;br /&gt;that silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to feel what's inside the box.&lt;br /&gt;!!! watch !!!&lt;br /&gt;so i took it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH MY FUCKING _ _ _ ( censored due to religious respect)&lt;br /&gt;#&amp;amp;$!(#&amp;amp;%(!%&lt;br /&gt;it was a CK watch.&lt;br /&gt;wth!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when opening, something stupid occured.&lt;br /&gt;i opened, and i saw everything black.&lt;br /&gt;so i go "nothing wad"&lt;br /&gt;this made him  --.-- wordless.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. it's underneath the cloth la dey.&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;i was utterly surprised by wad he chosen for me.&lt;br /&gt;loud, bright and metallic. something i would wear.&lt;br /&gt;i was so stunned tt i could only stare at him&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt said anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;the words i could only say its like " omg... huh? omg... why?"&lt;br /&gt;i was too tongue-tied to say anything for quite awhile&lt;br /&gt;it's so sweet yet spendthrift of him.&lt;br /&gt;silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;he suggested to go east coast park so we did.&lt;br /&gt;went there, bought e33 and hooch.&lt;br /&gt;sat on one of the concrete seat and played 5- 20.&lt;br /&gt;its was so random and made other couples looking at us.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. i guess wad we were doin wasnt very couple-ish.&lt;br /&gt;who cares!&lt;br /&gt;well, i found out tt he sucha lousy drinker.&lt;br /&gt;i swear! haha, i can even drink better den him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we went above the water breaker and sat there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Staring at the sea horizon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;breeze blew over our hair, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sea crushing beneath us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boats lights dazzling at us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as we sat there, it jus felt the world doesnt matter anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the world felt that there were jus me and him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seeing couples come and go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we still jus sat there.&lt;br /&gt;warming each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lookin crossed the endless sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sea was the only music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and time seems to paused jus for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he fell aslp and i watched over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i never had this kinda feeling before.&lt;br /&gt;he gave me what my previous love couldnt gave me - sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;i cherished the time i spent with him tt night.&lt;br /&gt;sweetness nv go away even thou it had past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-7232977387996587883?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/7232977387996587883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=7232977387996587883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7232977387996587883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7232977387996587883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/02/v-day.html' title='V DAY!'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3337838366425973689</id><published>2008-02-16T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:03.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lin's cny visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooops, forgotten. these are the pics we took at lin's place. still got more but tt idiotic kee didnt send me! &lt;a href="mailto:!@%^&amp;amp;"&gt;!@%^&amp;amp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baNvuoqRI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nx6w3KHCrwA/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167557552139446546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baNvuoqRI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nx6w3KHCrwA/s320/DSC00667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i guess im the only one suit the cny theme. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baOPuoqSI/AAAAAAAAAME/jZwDneGUBrU/s1600-h/DSC00670(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167557560729381154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baOPuoqSI/AAAAAAAAAME/jZwDneGUBrU/s320/DSC00670(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my sistas. love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baOvuoqTI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PFODpilijtA/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167557569319315762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baOvuoqTI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PFODpilijtA/s320/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; miao me and kee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baP_uoqUI/AAAAAAAAAMU/84ZtbuVYEgE/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167557590794152258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baP_uoqUI/AAAAAAAAAMU/84ZtbuVYEgE/s320/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stupid miao closed her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@%^&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3337838366425973689?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3337838366425973689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3337838366425973689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3337838366425973689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3337838366425973689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/02/lins-cny-visit.html' title='Lin&apos;s cny visit'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R7baNvuoqRI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nx6w3KHCrwA/s72-c/DSC00667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8716478585626775837</id><published>2008-02-16T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:12:26.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny flew past me</title><content type='html'>woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyp is about to end however so there's still many things for me to rush.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys, quick update.&lt;br /&gt;many things happened so drama-ly on the cny week.&lt;br /&gt;this year cny was a total dragging balls.&lt;br /&gt;time jus seems to past jus like that and i wasnt bothered much about cny.&lt;br /&gt;as my mind was more on fyp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st day of cny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;like always went over to ah ma place.&lt;br /&gt;saw my cousins and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;all seems fine.&lt;br /&gt;ah bao slightly more den last year i guess,&lt;br /&gt;however so im saving all those cash for my fyp printing.&lt;br /&gt;T.T its costing me loads.&lt;br /&gt;at night, went to zouk to partay!&lt;br /&gt;well. MET FARRISI THERE!&lt;br /&gt;didnt know he started working there.&lt;br /&gt;and CLYDE too. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;after partying, went over to seragoon for supper.&lt;br /&gt;met up Max, Shark and Pradap there.&lt;br /&gt;hanged out at max hse for awhile too and went back home early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;heh! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd day of cny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept half of my day away. :(&lt;br /&gt;went over to huikee's place for a short while at night.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich went over to kew hse for mj session.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.. i was so freaking stressed up while playing cuz all of them were pro.&lt;br /&gt;its so longed since i played mj. i usually only play a few times a year only.&lt;br /&gt;so i paired up with Kew.&lt;br /&gt;i guessed i was lucky tt night.&lt;br /&gt;i won $36 but have to split up with kew, so i won $18.&lt;br /&gt;better den losing ! heh&lt;br /&gt;After mj session.&lt;br /&gt;i sooooooo dont feel like gg home.&lt;br /&gt;so holla pple out.&lt;br /&gt;apparently all my ladeees tt night were booked. T.T&lt;br /&gt;so i holla out biscuit!&lt;br /&gt;first time met him out at town for a movie and it was soooo last min.&lt;br /&gt;lucky he didnt mind :)&lt;br /&gt;watched kung fu bball.&lt;br /&gt;storyline sucks,however thanks to starring of Jay Chuo.&lt;br /&gt;it still tricked pple into watching it. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;after movie. we walked back to tpy.&lt;br /&gt;stupid but we did.&lt;br /&gt;was quite a long journey however so we got to know each other better along the way.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed his accompany.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd cny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to lin's place as her place have lion dance.&lt;br /&gt;tong cheng tong cheng tong cheng!&lt;br /&gt;den HUAT AH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha... met up all my darlings there.&lt;br /&gt;so happy and grateful tt our friendship have lasted this long and hopefully more to come.&lt;br /&gt;i love them dearly.&lt;br /&gt;i was abit siao tt day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;lion danced to the rythm and Qi scolded me siao. :(&lt;br /&gt;in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;went over to minshan's gf party which is near my place.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. got to know this guy named Jason.&lt;br /&gt;he's like soooooooo fugging cute.&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wanna leave the place cuz he's so cute and hot.&lt;br /&gt;wait, tt was partyle the reason. i was more addicted to the mj actually.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and he does resemble my eye candy in school.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, he's 18. and he dont looked 18 at all.&lt;br /&gt;like my age. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. he's tt sort of guys for me to look at.&lt;br /&gt;can see cannot touch.&lt;br /&gt;wait, sound wrong. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im not tt sort k!&lt;br /&gt;made many new frens there. all of them were nice and funny pple.&lt;br /&gt;at night after mj session, we drank beer and played some 5-10 games.&lt;br /&gt;its was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th cny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my whole day doin fyp and preparations for fyp interim which falls on the 6th cny.&lt;br /&gt;how dreadful tt ive to do work during cny.&lt;br /&gt;but it was inevitable. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th cny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;manage to catch a 2 hrs of slp from ytd rushing of work&lt;br /&gt;rushed to sunshine plaza in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;took a cab.&lt;br /&gt;went into one of the printing shop&lt;br /&gt;sent my stuff to print. den im like "where's my wallet"&lt;br /&gt;so i poured everything out and no sight of my wallet!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;i got so anxious and helpless, i starting sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;ran out of the shop and backtracked&lt;br /&gt;NO SIGHT OF MY NEW LV WALLET! AH!&lt;br /&gt;everything was inside. there was $180, my ic, my atm, my sch pass.&lt;br /&gt;@*%(@&amp;amp;%^*(*^(#$#(&amp;amp;$(&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt; i was so careless as i was rushing to print.&lt;br /&gt;hence didnt realised i dropped my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;holla frens for help but all not free.&lt;br /&gt;fai was at his A&amp;amp;D, Chi with parents and so on.&lt;br /&gt;feeling distraught.&lt;br /&gt;the next person i called was biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;random but yes i did.&lt;br /&gt;and glad i did!&lt;br /&gt;he was having mj session yet he still cab down to save my worthless ass.&lt;br /&gt;ive nv felt so centless before as this was my first time having to lose my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;he even got the comfort cab lost and found number for me. how nice!&lt;br /&gt;i called and made a report.&lt;br /&gt;he came down, acc me and help me paid my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;when we were on our way to make a police report.&lt;br /&gt;comfort called and found my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;P H E W!&lt;br /&gt;den we waited for the cab to come back and gave my wallet back.&lt;br /&gt;i still have to pay the meter fare :(&lt;br /&gt;was $13. waste money ah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i rather pay and get my wallet back. :D&lt;br /&gt;no choice eh. was really grateful den he came down.&lt;br /&gt;we barely knew each other and yet he was so kind of him to come down from his fav mj session.&lt;br /&gt;so heroic of him, i really appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th cny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;had fyp interim.&lt;br /&gt;woah, kinda scary.&lt;br /&gt;everything went kinda fine.&lt;br /&gt;jus tt i need refinement and better handiwork on my mock ups.&lt;br /&gt;also met up grace, shark and Jojo in school.misses them so much.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess tt's all for cny.&lt;br /&gt;time jus flies like WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&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='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3118074901860246481</id><published>2008-01-28T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T08:11:44.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im taking over</title><content type='html'>went to phuture turns 12 on sat.&lt;br /&gt;sucha drama mama night.&lt;br /&gt;many of my frens were there...&lt;br /&gt;there were Jocekew (ma homie) Dianiel (my sec folk), my hock posse - Jojo, pradap, shark, mok and edward, my clubbing fren - alan, my design fren Matthew, and others like Suhui (Jojo gf) and Anthony.&lt;br /&gt;there was freeflow of alchohol frm 10 - 11.&lt;br /&gt;it jus made  all of them so eager&lt;br /&gt;hence resulting in soaking up too fast and fussed.&lt;br /&gt;after another they poped.&lt;br /&gt;down shots, baileys, vodka, screwdrivers, e33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i really had too fast and much that night.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to matthew that was there to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;really apprecaties how he snapped to his fren so he could look after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got knocked out my ever first time after tt slip of wine Anthony gave me.&lt;br /&gt;after which , i seriously dont rmb a thing!&lt;br /&gt;shark told me i was hugging my fren and him&lt;br /&gt;and i jus dont rmb shit.&lt;br /&gt;fuck. hope they dont rmb either.&lt;br /&gt;i dun like hugging guyfrens!&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believed i did this.&lt;br /&gt;what have i become?&lt;br /&gt;am i still the usual sinister sexist Christina?&lt;br /&gt;am i becoming a party animal?&lt;br /&gt;who am i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i got all so emo-fied and fuged up.&lt;br /&gt;all of the sudden the next and only scene i rmb was i was crying over fyp on mathhew.&lt;br /&gt;cried and it jus feel so comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;hugging him like a pillow and jus kept crying.&lt;br /&gt;shit -felt, nv felt so shitty b4.&lt;br /&gt;and the next moment , &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; grabbed me and shooked me&lt;br /&gt;in the spur moment, i slapped &lt;em&gt;him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;im seriously regretful about wad i did.&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously sorry, it's all jus that quick f instant.&lt;br /&gt;im maliclious and horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;i know i could get really violent with head granades maybe jus wasnt tt.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it just lies in &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;apologised to &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; many times but it all ended to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i jus have to leave it the way it is since ive tried my best apologising.&lt;br /&gt;amendin my wrongs is something what i could only do so far.&lt;br /&gt;others jus lies in &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilt is consuming me from inside but for him,&lt;br /&gt;this is the ultimate humilation.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;dont think he would forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a scene in the toilet with Jocekew&lt;br /&gt;luckily i got her.&lt;br /&gt;i realised only pple i really love dearly could pacify me&lt;br /&gt;esp girls.&lt;br /&gt;guys i would jus refused and shove them away.&lt;br /&gt;thanks kew. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy horrible night.&lt;br /&gt;seriously horrible.&lt;br /&gt;nv want it again.&lt;br /&gt;i guess my stress side jus came to me when im off-guard and half-gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my posse were drunk and went home, as well as kew&lt;br /&gt;left some of us in club&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed a few moments and left.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew sent me home&lt;br /&gt;didnt know he could be so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;thanks again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, jus wanna let it out and make a self- mark here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt relieved after reliving my cramped up feelings about work.&lt;br /&gt;pouring out made me a whole better functioning person.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly felt i was the Christina tt back to work again.&lt;br /&gt;this is my last shot.&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wan to disappoint my close sistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lin, reading ya blog post really get me moving.&lt;br /&gt;Chi and others love u to max as u guys always keep me back to my track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna disappoint my family.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna disappoint Nigamky.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna disappoint myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;HAVE &lt;/strong&gt;to do this.&lt;br /&gt;let eminem past be my insipration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3118074901860246481?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3118074901860246481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3118074901860246481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3118074901860246481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3118074901860246481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-taking-over.html' title='im taking over'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-5192454271601264402</id><published>2008-01-25T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:50:37.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking dude , i mean cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;OMG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE ARE SOOO DAMN HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JynBEX_kg8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JynBEX_kg8&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE IT BABY&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/19247451-5192454271601264402?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/5192454271601264402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=5192454271601264402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5192454271601264402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5192454271601264402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/01/talking-dude-i-mean-cats.html' title='talking dude , i mean cats'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-2664387132687849672</id><published>2008-01-25T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:04.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cat-tilious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is rather random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i this its randomly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJ0Cynv6uy8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJ0Cynv6uy8&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this, who the hell slps like tt man.&lt;br /&gt;except it i think.&lt;br /&gt;if imma gonna, imma gonna suffer a bloodrush to my head and die. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;its cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t83xlU8WRSg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t83xlU8WRSg&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's some awesome pics.&lt;br /&gt;these furball are jus so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;awww man.&lt;br /&gt;those eyes.&lt;br /&gt;those paws.&lt;br /&gt;those fur.&lt;br /&gt;those innocent cutie looks.&lt;br /&gt;dammit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5krnTp3CEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J6NbiS_mZn4/s1600-h/kitteh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159202802420353090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5krnTp3CEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J6NbiS_mZn4/s320/kitteh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are fat fat round round, jus like me your mother.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5krnjp3CFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iRk2p9UWDew/s1600-h/2161541985_c5e6ae4dc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159202806715320402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5krnjp3CFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iRk2p9UWDew/s320/2161541985_c5e6ae4dc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;is this the right face to show when i did something wrong ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5krnzp3CGI/AAAAAAAAALE/YhQaTc4OIiw/s1600-h/1920312738_f0cd1cec0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159202811010287714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5krnzp3CGI/AAAAAAAAALE/YhQaTc4OIiw/s320/1920312738_f0cd1cec0b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;now what amigo?&lt;br /&gt;is this corner of the box yours too?&lt;br /&gt;tell me its not and leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;grrr...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5kroDp3CHI/AAAAAAAAALM/EcaqHkNQhNM/s1600-h/allclean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159202815305255026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5kroDp3CHI/AAAAAAAAALM/EcaqHkNQhNM/s320/allclean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;hey, im THE new shoe warmer.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant help to let ya shoe shine but do pay me a carrot willya?&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5kroDp3CII/AAAAAAAAALU/ImGK7H1c3QU/s1600-h/bongo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159202815305255042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5kroDp3CII/AAAAAAAAALU/ImGK7H1c3QU/s320/bongo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;dont look at me like tt, i swear didnt do it. (yea right)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-2664387132687849672?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/2664387132687849672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=2664387132687849672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2664387132687849672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2664387132687849672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/01/cat-tilious.html' title='cat-tilious'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R5krnTp3CEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J6NbiS_mZn4/s72-c/kitteh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-7440409664291987419</id><published>2008-01-20T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T05:03:23.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of My Life</title><content type='html'>jus came back from sk, chilling out session with my usual hock posse.&lt;br /&gt;heh, it's been so long since we all gathered and hanged out tgt.&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed my time but i came home alittle early then usual. :(&lt;br /&gt;there was . . .&lt;br /&gt;Me, Grace, Daps, Shark, Jojo and Jojo's gf - Shuhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;i was the one to reached there FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;oh my, cuz usually i'll the one late. ;P&lt;br /&gt;shark came to picked me up there at the mrt. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;and we have to slacked there while waiting for the other buggers to come.&lt;br /&gt;BUGGERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich we had a long wait.&lt;br /&gt;Daps came. after which followed on by Grace&lt;br /&gt;OH MY. i think we waited like a hr plus or more. grrr...&lt;br /&gt;Daps is sick (hope he gets better) hence he wasnt much himself, which means quiet la.&lt;br /&gt;hence i became quite sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;When Grace came, things became less boring and wait,&lt;br /&gt;i forgot, more silly-er&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! but FUN! den i wasnt slpy anymore! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to dap's block&lt;br /&gt;the moon tonight was almost a full moon so i cracked a joke on the&lt;br /&gt;" BIG BAD WOLF" ( inner joke )&lt;br /&gt;made everybody laughed so hard. :P&lt;br /&gt;daps went to grab the vodka disco&lt;br /&gt;while waiting we're finding place to chill&lt;br /&gt;like the usual me who love cheap thrills,&lt;br /&gt;we sneaked into the 'no entry' construction study area.&lt;br /&gt;and we stepped on top of each huge table.&lt;br /&gt;Shark started to moonwalke and Grace was trying to learn.&lt;br /&gt;and i stepped down below doin my usual shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;they looked like a total idiot.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. too bad i didnt took any pic. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, comes the funny part.&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru.&lt;br /&gt;Shark shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"shit, the bagala saw me!"&lt;/em&gt; * hurried get down and panic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i'm like panic and goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" RUN RUN RUN HIDE HIDE HIDE ! ! !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den suddenly i saw a head popped up behind the metal gates.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S PRADAP LAH.&lt;br /&gt;so pradap is the bagala?&lt;br /&gt;i know he's black la. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i laughed till my stomach cramped up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drank near the mrt 2nd floor pathway near compass point.&lt;br /&gt;Jojo and Shuhui was with us already.&lt;br /&gt;they are getting sweeter and sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;holding hands infront of us already.&lt;br /&gt;how envious eh?&lt;br /&gt;had really great time bullshitting, playing 5, 10, 15, 20 &amp;amp; other games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru, Grace blurted out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"V day is coming, lets 4 of us celebrate tgt okay anot?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it made me goes o.0 ?&lt;br /&gt;and made me think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" den my friends how ?"&lt;br /&gt;"eh, 4 of us? den Jojo how... oh stupid me. he's already attached!"&lt;br /&gt;"huh, den me, grace, daps, shark? so weird sia -.- "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking it now, most of my friends are attached!&lt;br /&gt;oh wells... i guess it would be that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CHI! dont worry. im here &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WITH YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or we could get dates for ourselves u know?&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) haven had so much&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; laughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in a day already.&lt;br /&gt;really gald to experienced with them again.&lt;br /&gt;seriously hope this &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;friendship last thru out our life happily&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havocs and crazed till 1am&lt;br /&gt;and i have to go home to do work.&lt;br /&gt;( eventually end up not doin anything :( )&lt;br /&gt;Fai came to pick me up. how nice!&lt;br /&gt;and here i am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short but a fantastic day it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i bumped into this video.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet yet so depressing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like the video.&lt;br /&gt;it's so real and sweet (yet depressing again!)&lt;br /&gt;some couples are really so kawaii nei.&lt;br /&gt;esp the last one, reminds me of sweet puppy love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at 1:16, it really made me goes&lt;br /&gt;"awww, so sad" yet u see her smiling happily looking at 'him'&lt;br /&gt;as if he is still with her. oh my, admirable aspect in life!&lt;br /&gt;i personally felt the funniest couple is at 1:30.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; and sweetest is at 1:38!&lt;br /&gt;some lonely pple jus makes me goes 0.o ?     :(&lt;br /&gt;but if u see properly, i think there's gays and lesbian couples too.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;oh well, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bright Eyes "First Day Of My Life"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwFS69nA-1w&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwFS69nA-1w&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the first day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Swear I was born right in the doorway&lt;br /&gt;I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed&lt;br /&gt;They're spreading blankets on the beach&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the first face that I saw&lt;br /&gt;I think I was blind before I met you&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I am, don't know where I've been&lt;br /&gt;But I know where I want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I'd let you know&lt;br /&gt;That these things take forever, I especially am slow&lt;br /&gt;But I realized how I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I wondered if I could come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you drove all night&lt;br /&gt;Just to meet me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed&lt;br /&gt;You felt as if you'd just woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you said, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This is the first day of my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I didn't die before I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you&lt;br /&gt;And I'd probably be happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So if you want to be with me&lt;br /&gt;With these things there's no telling&lt;br /&gt;We'll just have to wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather be working for a paycheck&lt;br /&gt;Than waiting to win the lottery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, maybe this time it's different&lt;br /&gt;I mean I really think you like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-7440409664291987419?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/7440409664291987419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=7440409664291987419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7440409664291987419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7440409664291987419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-my-life.html' title='First Day Of My Life'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3184973183218575147</id><published>2008-01-17T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:06.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wassaah homies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this bright smile from miss beautiful here.&lt;br /&gt;haha. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;cut short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HELL GOT RID OF MA BRACES !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(*EVIL LAUGH - WUAH HUAHUA HUAHUA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, i took them out ytd after owning them for 2 -3 years.&lt;br /&gt;well, i missed my braces.&lt;br /&gt;weird but i really do.&lt;br /&gt;i dont looked funky without them.&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;well, the first person to check them out is chichi. =D&lt;br /&gt;i mean other then the dentist and the nurse..&lt;br /&gt;DUH! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some pics while i was waiting for the procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492V4p-wkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Zf58y7QFVoE/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156470216720302658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492V4p-wkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Zf58y7QFVoE/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea, bored and i like the blurry effect of the reception desk reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492V4p-wlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/AmVnqNi6-Dc/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156470216720302674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492V4p-wlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/AmVnqNi6-Dc/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like usual, my sneaker and dress.&lt;br /&gt;grey is ma love. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492WYp-wmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HMGrH2D5gPk/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156470225310237282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492WYp-wmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HMGrH2D5gPk/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh hellow sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;sunshine asleep, no light.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492WYp-wnI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VpswzjvUwJE/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156470225310237298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492WYp-wnI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VpswzjvUwJE/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my eye view while im THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my dental i met up with chi to hit some shopping at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;went to visit my ex-boss at avantgarden.&lt;br /&gt;there's a new intern there.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cute. ^.^ haha&lt;br /&gt;and the office looks different.&lt;br /&gt;oh man... i miss the place and pple there.&lt;br /&gt;i missed yaoming and his educatonal talks.&lt;br /&gt;i missed Chris lame vibes and his wonderful works.&lt;br /&gt;i missed james squabbling with me and his philosophical talk&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, NONE OF THEM realised i took out ma braces!&lt;br /&gt;:( how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... yea, after popping by we headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;mean while in the bus, we took some pics.&lt;br /&gt;well, i noticed tt ive a better smile without those metal particals in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;check them out.&lt;br /&gt;wide and bright and ting ting ting.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491A4p-wfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HcxFxZLKKj0/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156468756431421938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491A4p-wfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HcxFxZLKKj0/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chi's looking more and more beautiful man. :D&lt;br /&gt;i looked like a total malay. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491BIp-wgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/w9ZO_bTv77g/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156468760726389250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491BIp-wgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/w9ZO_bTv77g/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smile baby. smile! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491Bop-whI/AAAAAAAAAJs/typPI3ymC5g/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156468769316323858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491Bop-whI/AAAAAAAAAJs/typPI3ymC5g/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so wad do u think?&lt;br /&gt;do i look better with or without them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491B4p-wiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rxVroJcA9Bk/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156468773611291170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491B4p-wiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rxVroJcA9Bk/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i really love this photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think we have wonderful smile!&lt;br /&gt;( first time to have this thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491CIp-wjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-KwFkORUhK8/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156468777906258482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R491CIp-wjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-KwFkORUhK8/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den around nighttime i realised i was suppose to party w faisal.&lt;br /&gt;oh my. i didnt know was today!&lt;br /&gt;so i hurried change and etc after the chnal 8 show.&lt;br /&gt;ride down to MOS.&lt;br /&gt;( MOS yucks. im a zouker yo )&lt;br /&gt;well, ive no choice as Fai's frens are gg there and im only there to acc.&lt;br /&gt;most of the folks there i dont know at all. so i was pretty --.--&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile waiting for the rest of his frens, we stood one corner drinking and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;like usual the music got me and i shuffled.&lt;br /&gt;haha. meanwhile i noticed this girl beside me but didnt see her face.&lt;br /&gt;after like 45 mins. she turned and stared at me so i looked at her.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i tot i mistooked her for someone but after like more 10 secs stare.&lt;br /&gt;i know her! but she couldnt recognised me at all.&lt;br /&gt;HAIYO.&lt;br /&gt;she tt realised who i was.&lt;br /&gt;and claimed tt she mistook me as a malay since i was hanging w a bunch of them&lt;br /&gt;( as usual )&lt;br /&gt;haha, stupid huiting.&lt;br /&gt;but it was lucky u bumped into her tt night.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll be like damn bored with all malays and im the only chinese blending into them.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Fai kept pushing me to drink as well as his friends&lt;br /&gt;i was quite relactant as imma gonna sit bike later ( i dont wan to fall off eh)&lt;br /&gt;and many ppl there i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;but still drank a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;had some fun. spotted one cute guy!&lt;br /&gt;i tot he was mixed but in the end he was a indian muslim.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least he's cute.&lt;br /&gt;too bad he didnt took my number. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;or i shld have?&lt;br /&gt;i haven had so much fun about geting new guy's number or they getting mine.&lt;br /&gt;wait. ive nv get numbers from guys b4.&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's with huiting in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;she's tipsy already.&lt;br /&gt;and im jus tired and thirsty from all the jumping and shuffling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R495Nop-woI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ZUtE-cdWzR8/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156473373521265282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R495Nop-woI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ZUtE-cdWzR8/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was wearing sporty grange tt night&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R495OIp-wpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/23WvAik_vtQ/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156473382111199890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R495OIp-wpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/23WvAik_vtQ/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;c-walked in hiphop smoove&lt;br /&gt;shuffled in areana.&lt;br /&gt;I REALISED I SUCK AT DANCING TO TRANCE.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. but the indian muslim guy is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. I SHLD HAVE GET HIS NUMBER!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i think v-day is round the corner hence im having some syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;baahs. shithead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like 20 this year and nv had a v-day before.&lt;br /&gt;had it once with ben but i was busy rushing proj with Sam?&lt;br /&gt;so not considered? hais.&lt;br /&gt;wth. -.-&lt;br /&gt;clubbed till the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo looking forward to see the guy again but i cant find him anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;SO SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be like so surprise why m i like gg gaga over other race boys.&lt;br /&gt;i always have a fetish over darker boys&lt;br /&gt;;P and not forgetting if they look cute and man.&lt;br /&gt;HEH *evil devil icon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt seriously weird and left out hanging out with a bunch of malays.&lt;br /&gt;they were speaking in malays which made me clueless and oh so not interested and BORED.&lt;br /&gt;they like dont bother me much except some guys.&lt;br /&gt;quite irritating to listen to them talking to each other while i sit there like a kayu.&lt;br /&gt;:( i dont like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;and at the moment it reminded me of Grace, as she used to complained to me her own experience.&lt;br /&gt;now i like felt the same exact way she felt it.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, not nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr..&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast at Mac and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn slpy while on the bike man.&lt;br /&gt;cool and chilling ride.&lt;br /&gt;damn shiok to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma not gonna party anymore till fyp is over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT's &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3184973183218575147?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3184973183218575147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3184973183218575147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3184973183218575147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3184973183218575147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/01/damn-girl.html' title='damn girl'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R492V4p-wkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Zf58y7QFVoE/s72-c/DSC00273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4086849045415875290</id><published>2008-01-10T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:08.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x'mas lattteeeeee post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613148640428418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP2op-wYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_lN7LT-Z3AE/s320/christmas+eve+party+077+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see if u can spot my lips mark.&lt;br /&gt;try harder eh? :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;thou its like friggin late, but i jus wanna post cuz seriously i enjoyed this day.&lt;br /&gt;so i wanna make a mark of it.&lt;br /&gt;it's about 2007 x'mas that's WOOHOOHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;powerful.&lt;br /&gt;on tt particular day, i was seriously very very VERY happy.&lt;br /&gt;i got tgt with all my close homies tt ive loved for the past few many many years.&lt;br /&gt;i loved them all.&lt;br /&gt;:) CHI AND KEW , U DIDNT COME. basket.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, had a inhouse party.&lt;br /&gt;Themed : old school and retro.&lt;br /&gt;so i wore old school. most of old school peeps wore school U.&lt;br /&gt;so im like the TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaa, stupid kee said tt i look like a pornstar.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. where got pornstar so innocent and cute one. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate steamboat with them, even had log cake and wine/champange this year.&lt;br /&gt;paste year we've been tgt and non of that cuz we are busy hogging thru the crowd in town.&lt;br /&gt;this year is exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;least sweat but more fun.&lt;br /&gt;lovable party it was.&lt;br /&gt;:) thanks Lin for ya hardwork for this party.&lt;br /&gt;loves u !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153612590294679858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWIp-wTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XFTV2pxYOow/s320/christmas+eve+party+007+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; do they look alike? they should! they are sistas!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to them as our organiser! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153612594589647186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWYp-wVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oePWBtRwI-4/s320/christmas+eve+party+042+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, before we can enter. we have to leave our 'love' marks. and Here's DARREN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AHAHA... i posted him cuz it is unlikely for him to  see this, hence my head spared. heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613599611994594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VQQ4p-weI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CHOxOFHTFFs/s320/1_657657572l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they said i also look like M.Jackson tt night too. do i ? *frowns&lt;br /&gt;moo and moonwalker yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613157230363026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP3Ip-wZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_UnIFo3trF8/s320/christmas+eve+party+094+small+one+only.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here THE  old school rockers yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so u need some proper education?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613595317027282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VQQop-wdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dL0U0jhEvbY/s320/candid+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love this random shot. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;check out kee's expression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;priceless. ahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP3Yp-waI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-ESRZVQGrfQ/s1600-h/christmas+eve+party+107+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613161525330338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP3Yp-waI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-ESRZVQGrfQ/s320/christmas+eve+party+107+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, another random shot. in this pic, i looked kinda tall in comparison with yan.&lt;br /&gt;FAT HOPE LAH CHRISTINA HUH . :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP34p-wbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vRaPe4XDoBg/s1600-h/christmas+eve+party+140+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613170115264946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP34p-wbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vRaPe4XDoBg/s320/christmas+eve+party+140+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heh. the retro folks. :) awesome.&lt;br /&gt;bring back the moves pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP4Ip-wcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RjONp3KV_oA/s1600-h/christmas+eve+party+148+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613174410232258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP4Ip-wcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RjONp3KV_oA/s320/christmas+eve+party+148+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously looking at them, i felt i was 15 again.&lt;br /&gt;FAT HOPE AGAIN LUH HUH CHRISTINA :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWIp-wUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F6wQntGDots/s1600-h/christmas+eve+party+036+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153612590294679874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWIp-wUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F6wQntGDots/s320/christmas+eve+party+036+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; my baby cat and lilin!&lt;br /&gt;so cute eh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWYp-wWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RnGnEBR2dJ4/s1600-h/christmas+eve+party+045+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153612594589647202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWYp-wWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RnGnEBR2dJ4/s320/christmas+eve+party+045+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; haha kiwi, darren and me!&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi is like my 'fav' fruit and Darren is seriously like my bugger!  :)&lt;br /&gt;yes and my bugger is smoking like usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWop-wXI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cLqrGTTqczk/s1600-h/christmas+eve+party+070+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153612598884614514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VPWop-wXI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cLqrGTTqczk/s320/christmas+eve+party+070+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tt's all my student.&lt;br /&gt;END OF CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4086849045415875290?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4086849045415875290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4086849045415875290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4086849045415875290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4086849045415875290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/01/xmas-lattteeeeee-post.html' title='x&apos;mas lattteeeeee post.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4VP2op-wYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_lN7LT-Z3AE/s72-c/christmas+eve+party+077+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-5443458317831262137</id><published>2008-01-09T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:09.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;it's kinda late but however betta den nth.&lt;br /&gt;year 2k7 is gone forever and here's 2k8 yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, seriously 2k7 is seems so short to me.&lt;br /&gt;like da breakup, misery, struggle, singlehood, havoc, friends, loves, fun, hockey, clubbing, sleepless nights, alcoholic days, laziness, projects, hardworks, creative processs.&lt;br /&gt;all jus sumed up in the year 2k7.&lt;br /&gt;guessed 2k8 would pretty much more or less the same however not some factor thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets strived to a better year 2k8 ahead folks.&lt;br /&gt;in ma life's principle&lt;br /&gt;i think the most important thing in life is being &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;really, happiness is the key to all ya key to positive lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;with positive attitude, no one or nothing could beat u down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's the life in your years." - Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tryna beat tt pple? it's unbeatable yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im gg to graduate soon and stepping into the dog eat dog world.&lt;br /&gt;to be truthful, i must really admit im afraid of tt society.&lt;br /&gt;yes, the ALL MIGHTY CHRISTINA IS AFRAID OF THE MALICE WORKING WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;hais wad to do, this is inevitable unless i have lotsa money or a hubby to dote me.&lt;br /&gt;haha... marraige is definately outta my choice.&lt;br /&gt;im not selling off my freedom so fast yet as &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im like the &lt;em&gt;wind&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;loved being &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;loved being &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;loved being &lt;em&gt;wild&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEW YEAR EVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mus admit i didnt really had a wonderful end of 2k7 year.&lt;br /&gt;Experienced it with Lin, Lest, Miao, Derrick, Chichi, Shartik, Pradap and Corny.&lt;br /&gt;many of my babes are attached so hence Me and Chi felt lonesome.&lt;br /&gt;PHEW. luckily we aint the lonesome ones, there was shark and daps too.&lt;br /&gt;hence 2 + 2 = 4 lonesomes.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a total madness of crowds and due to some miscommunications.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up on the streets enjoying crowds spray galores and fireworks suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, TT STUPID BUILDING.&lt;br /&gt;BLOCKED OUR VIEW.&lt;br /&gt;made us ran or perharps, made &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; ran like a lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;i took out my heels and ran after the colour blast.&lt;br /&gt;well, im not Jennifer Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;i cant run or do wukong in heels.&lt;br /&gt;After the fireworks, we ended up nowhere to party and left wandering around town.&lt;br /&gt;sad isnt it. not really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left me, Chichi, Shark and Daps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Others went to party or wadeva i do not bother much as i was having too much to handle or entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, bought beers and play some games by the river.&lt;br /&gt;This is where the part is pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;it pretty much made my day.&lt;br /&gt;chilling out under the skies of stars in midst of urban skyscraper, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;surrounded with souls beholding for a new world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4O6Bop-wRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rT2HLqGVfx8/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153166935898112274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4O6Bop-wRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rT2HLqGVfx8/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4O6CIp-wSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/svoN-_NL27E/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153166944488046882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4O6CIp-wSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/svoN-_NL27E/s320/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted our hearts out and played " 5 , 10 , 15, 20 " hand games&lt;br /&gt;Shark ended the one drinking the most, lousy gamer.&lt;br /&gt;Im the 2nd, Chi 's 3rd and Dap's 4th.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, till 2am.&lt;br /&gt;Ma homie havta leave so left us.&lt;br /&gt;I was already abit above ma roof.&lt;br /&gt;but still conscience. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;Walked to find Qi and double O, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna go in but it was frigging ex.&lt;br /&gt;$30 for girl, $40 for guy.&lt;br /&gt;siao sia. den we decided to slack instead.&lt;br /&gt;Corny came outta cheekies to met us up for awhile, he was so wasted.&lt;br /&gt;he even beat me and bite shark.&lt;br /&gt;wth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tonned till morning eat breakfast at chinatown and maxwell and went home.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-5443458317831262137?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/5443458317831262137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=5443458317831262137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5443458317831262137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5443458317831262137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-eve.html' title='new year eve'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R4O6Bop-wRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rT2HLqGVfx8/s72-c/DSC00358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-1263549101468973411</id><published>2007-12-24T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T05:24:48.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>party comeback</title><content type='html'>went clubbing last sat.&lt;br /&gt;wickedly fun.&lt;br /&gt;keep group hopping in the club.&lt;br /&gt;a moment im with my design girlies, next i hopped to matt's group, next i hope to Alan side, next im with my hock posse. wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;was meant to hang with Amelia, Eulisa, Magan and Mark but i kept group hopping till zouk was too crowded for me to spot them.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt drank alot but drank fast.&lt;br /&gt;2 e33 in less den 20 mins ( another bottle is at another hr) . plus one bottle is mixed with beer ( taste nice!), i had a few slips of long island and screw driver as well.&lt;br /&gt;got pretty darn high. aint wasted yo and nv will be ya.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, is not the hock pple ( Jojo, Max Shark) stayed and look after me.&lt;br /&gt;Alan did. a guy i met in zouk half a year ago and we are still frens.&lt;br /&gt;he really nice, everytime i go zouk chillout and if he was there.&lt;br /&gt;he always look after me. ( nv took advantage, hey, im christina leh. box him if he dare)&lt;br /&gt;so sweet eh? if hard to find real friends esp ppl u met in clubs.&lt;br /&gt;halfway, Alan went to have a great time dancing with girl ( apparently is Max's fren!)&lt;br /&gt;den i was there dancing like a mad woman again.&lt;br /&gt;vs shuffle with shark.&lt;br /&gt;he improved! Jojo too!&lt;br /&gt;man... my running man still sucks! but i still win them!&lt;br /&gt;WUAHAHAHA... *evil&lt;br /&gt;shark took care of me when im giving nut and bull again.&lt;br /&gt;thanks you bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, had an awesome time c-walking and shuffling.&lt;br /&gt;till got a moment i break away from my fren for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;this guys came to me and said.&lt;br /&gt;"why are u shuffling to rnb?"&lt;br /&gt;" why not ? im c- walking too aint i?"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... his frene got my number and freaking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anywy im mean enough in the msg till he stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this moment i jus finished watching Stardust online.&lt;br /&gt;nice man. too bad i missed it when its on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;at least i did caught the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;damn sweet lah the movie.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw...&lt;br /&gt;MERRY JOLLY CHRISTMAS PPLE!&lt;br /&gt;didnt manage to do all my x'mas shopping so im still quite frantic in finding buy to do last min shopping. sucks indeed but still man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby wishes YOU a  flaming christmas and a hot santa this year ya.&lt;br /&gt;peace!&lt;br /&gt;and may u spray shit amount of foam at ya friends, enemy and bagalas.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-1263549101468973411?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/1263549101468973411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=1263549101468973411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1263549101468973411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1263549101468973411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/party-comeback.html' title='party comeback'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4274350866135981102</id><published>2007-12-22T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T14:59:33.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapping out my innershit</title><content type='html'>frantically finding pple to acc me go shopping and club today.&lt;br /&gt;arghs, i need my christmas shopping as well as grabbin a present for Am.&lt;br /&gt;tml is her birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! i love celebrations! plus with christmas round the corner, is more loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy all my darlings are workin or either acc their family out.&lt;br /&gt;baahs. and im here rotting along typing and complaining to Mr blogger.&lt;br /&gt;i rather call blogger a 'HE' is becuz male genders are like nicer to bully at. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;no? i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;nvm. -.- im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21973*^%!* BORED!&lt;br /&gt;i wan to go out shoppin.&lt;br /&gt;im meetin Eulisa later at 6 to art fren, acc her to get some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;den afterwards hitting zouk!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.. clubbing with de design homies.&lt;br /&gt;how's tt sound ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, im so bored tt i could even bother to go check out my ex bf friendster profile.&lt;br /&gt;seeing him makes me sicks as well as misses the part of him tt he used to be a part of  me.&lt;br /&gt;now he got long hair. looks . . .  not so nice.&lt;br /&gt;i preferred his old short manly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K TT'S NOT THE POINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fyi, ive got over him long ago.&lt;br /&gt;im jus like to diss abt him for awhile since im BORED.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... looking at those pics.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand some pics. dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;it jus . . .  IRKS ME.&lt;br /&gt;seeing the one u used to love is now like a total stranger is seriously pretty strange.&lt;br /&gt;*eye brows . . . oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;and here the 'best' part.&lt;br /&gt;seeing he still wear the stuff u got for him and gg out with the gf is even more 'WONDERFOOL'&lt;br /&gt;and still own his previous gf STUFF AND MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;fuck man. most of the stuff he wore like 90% are mine and wad ive chosen!&lt;br /&gt;drats... freako mathufarker airhead shitdickie asshoe!! ( sorry ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing him so fast get gf !&lt;br /&gt;wad the girl sees in her! ( and wad ive seen in HIM in the past, vomits)&lt;br /&gt;den im still available.&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;why m i whining about being single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BEING SINGLE !&lt;br /&gt;so much so tt i kinda love being alone.&lt;br /&gt;till ppl tot tt im emoing.&lt;br /&gt;nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i missed being loved.&lt;br /&gt;thinking back, woah.&lt;br /&gt;ive been single for 10 months so already.&lt;br /&gt;so long? it felts so short.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i enjoyed single life so much so tt time flies so fast tt felt so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, i reckon tt is when all my frens aint available to acc me.&lt;br /&gt;i might felt jus a little lonely. alittle i guess? alittle? haha&lt;br /&gt;hence, complains about me aint getting any hot guy craze abt me yo.&lt;br /&gt;BAKA. why is this sort of crap coming out of me.&lt;br /&gt;zzz -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IS UTTERLY BLIND AND SUICIDAL!&lt;br /&gt;eh... to certain extend i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ytd night i was suffering a headache.&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to slp ( i slept this morning only, told u so tt my bio clocked is screwed)&lt;br /&gt;when thought abt my fyp.&lt;br /&gt;my brain jus refused to turn off but instead it crushed like a com and virus invaded.&lt;br /&gt;i was rolling all around grabbing my head forcing me to slp.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss being 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;oh santa, please dote me this year and bring me to neverland?&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4274350866135981102?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4274350866135981102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4274350866135981102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4274350866135981102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4274350866135981102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/crapping-out-my-innershit.html' title='crapping out my innershit'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8197225024362897098</id><published>2007-12-19T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:08:59.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kill me hate me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; myself today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school work is making me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;deep inside i'm messed up but outside im crazy laughing fine.&lt;br /&gt;im gg crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im at the edge of malice&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/19247451-8197225024362897098?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8197225024362897098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8197225024362897098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8197225024362897098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8197225024362897098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/kill-me-hate-me.html' title='kill me hate me'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-5613186778379146459</id><published>2007-12-18T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T03:46:49.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough</title><content type='html'>been coughing like fcuk the past few days that formed becoming weeks.&lt;br /&gt;currently i coughed till my right lung is painful.&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the pain each time i cough, i guess ive coughed too hard.&lt;br /&gt;it felt kinda numb now. :S&lt;br /&gt;and there's once that happened this afternoon that ive coughed till i was grasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;it felt like asthma attack but wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;sounds scary? kinda not nth much.&lt;br /&gt;PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cough syrup aint working, perhaps i shld go see the doc but i think i'll be fine soon. dont need to waste time and money bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im coughing like this today because i ate chicken for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;arghssss fuuuuwaccck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-5613186778379146459?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/5613186778379146459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=5613186778379146459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5613186778379146459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5613186778379146459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/cough.html' title='cough'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3537484728187666529</id><published>2007-12-17T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T03:45:07.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>football blunders</title><content type='html'>wohooo... now im talking on the phone with pradap.&lt;br /&gt;Grace hanged up an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;now we are watchin youtube tgt and i spot this really funny video.&lt;br /&gt;starting part was like both of the guys are acting lah! wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the most funny part is 1:56&lt;br /&gt;seriously!!!&lt;br /&gt;u see all the player are like stunned and the guy is in his own world.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny, i laughed like dunno how many times.&lt;br /&gt;daps thinks its really funny too.&lt;br /&gt;imagine something like this happened in hockey, i think our captain will f the person up.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy laughing pple!&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vt4X7zFfv4k&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vt4X7zFfv4k&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3537484728187666529?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3158992278688400673</id><published>2007-12-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:33:04.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band memories</title><content type='html'>i jus finished reading Chi's blog.&lt;br /&gt;seriously her recent entry made a significane emotional blow to me.&lt;br /&gt;especially while reading and listening to the songs she posted.&lt;br /&gt;those are the band musical pieces we have played tgt.&lt;br /&gt;i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what she had said, she misses those time.&lt;br /&gt;yes, those were the times whereby u know there is a friend there to be with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;times where i sat on the trolley and get pushed by 2 silliest fren Grace and Chichi.&lt;br /&gt;times like Chichi chased after bingxi and end up both being chased by weiwen.&lt;br /&gt;times like i tried fixing the hi-fi set till it caught fire&lt;br /&gt;times like we all heard the "ghostly" noise tgt and ran out of the band room&lt;br /&gt;times like we writing calligraphy using a mop&lt;br /&gt;times like comparing whose clarinet is the brightest ( we all lost, cuz Angeline's is winner)&lt;br /&gt;times like we all stood tgt and overthrown the stupid "3 layered" teacher&lt;br /&gt;times like we boycott that bithcy HAWTYYNG.&lt;br /&gt;times like looking bingxi and yk slam dunking and spolied the dance's pple umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;many many unforgettable times.&lt;br /&gt;times that will make us laugh and tear at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have the band orchestral feeling for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;although now im in hockey.&lt;br /&gt;sports have their awesome times too.&lt;br /&gt;but band is TOTAL different too.&lt;br /&gt;we sulk tgt, we high tgt, we move tgt.&lt;br /&gt;all for one and one for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb as i sat there, i'll try to stay awake and look across to grace and chichi very often to disturb them. going over to percussion side to play drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AH. AND I LOVE PLAYING THE ANNOYING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Gallimaufry - Movement 3 " Clarinet solo.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;DEAFENING SOLO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk enough of my crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;I MISS MY BAND HOMIES!&lt;br /&gt;DEEP DOWN MY HEART I REALLY LOVE U GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL TO MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sports too XP )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3158992278688400673?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3158992278688400673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3158992278688400673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3158992278688400673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3158992278688400673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/band-memories.html' title='band memories'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-1137500710719467387</id><published>2007-12-15T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T19:54:35.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live fast</title><content type='html'>i say, friday i slept till 1pm and hurried out of my house to lend my camera to Charlene as her cam is not working properly and im meetin her at 1.15pm! luckily i reached there abt 1.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;afterwards walk ard tpy alone as im bored.&lt;br /&gt;helped to pradap to buy a hoodie whereby i think its nice and value for money.&lt;br /&gt;den have lunch w my mama and went home to slp again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposely to meet daps and them at 5pm in the end i overslept like shit and woke at at 6+&lt;br /&gt;and Grace is already at little indian alone! oh my !&lt;br /&gt;heard tt she's trippin over dap's attitude. i was actually kinda worried yet scare at the same time. hahaha... have nv see her angry b4.&lt;br /&gt;wooah. mus be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom sent me there and she suggested if wanna eat dinner all tgt abnd im fine w it.&lt;br /&gt;Grace, shark and daps tagged along for dinner nearby with me, my mom and Uncle.&lt;br /&gt;weird but however is fun i think.&lt;br /&gt;hahah... my mom is actually kinda overwhelmed about why m i hanging out with 2 indians guys.&lt;br /&gt;H E L L O?&lt;br /&gt;singapore is a multi-racial country, and they aint badass.&lt;br /&gt;who cares when we feels awesome hanging out tgt?&lt;br /&gt;:) dont play race ah.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, after dinner my mom dropped us at mustafa and left.&lt;br /&gt;Then , met up Jojo there.&lt;br /&gt;went inside and fool, and shopped like some thrifty animals.&lt;br /&gt;i love shopping there at times cuz its like u have to savages stuff outta the loads.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo... thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich when we are done with out shoppin, we head to balestier and met up Jon.&lt;br /&gt;ate supper and head to his house for some chillout session.&lt;br /&gt;chivas , green tea and pepsi are out treats tt night.&lt;br /&gt;and oh my. we almost finish the whole bottle but however we went out of mixture.&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;and oh my again, i can actually hold my liquor pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;and OH MY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;guess wad i saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SHOOTING STAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was Grace who spot one first den she told us.&lt;br /&gt;and i was sooo mad about it cuz in  my whole life i have always longed to see one.&lt;br /&gt;den i grumble grumble.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;den unexpectedly when im dazzlin starin at one of the building.&lt;br /&gt;i saw some white light shoots down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WAS STUNNED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOOOHOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a wish after tt.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously really happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;Shark saw the same one too, but didnt make any wish.&lt;br /&gt;this prove tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BOYS ARE SO BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. still very happy i spot one in the midst of hdbs and building.&lt;br /&gt;:) and best is Grace and me have seen one in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru the night Jojo left for home.&lt;br /&gt;prolly he's too tired to withstand throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;so left with me, grace, daps, shark and jon.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt high of anything, as compared to clubbing nights i was actually pretty well-behaved.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i do still hit pple but not as much yo.&lt;br /&gt;shark lost it and collasped to deep f.sleep.&lt;br /&gt;man... i couldnt slp, so chatted with them.&lt;br /&gt;i tried slping but the moment i close my eyes, my mind starts to feel tt ive been spinned.&lt;br /&gt;eye-wide open thru the night looking at pple slpin, im jus stoning.&lt;br /&gt;baahs. couldnt slp nor slpy anywy.&lt;br /&gt;told ya my bio-clock slping system is ruined like fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;ocky life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru, shark phone rang so i tried to reach it.&lt;br /&gt;i end upo being whacked by him!&lt;br /&gt;BUGGER. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 8 plus, me and daps sent Grace to hail a cab as she have to be home&lt;br /&gt;got back the room and i aint slpy at all so i sat there disturb daps. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;after an hr or so, shark finally wake up to his fcukin consciences.&lt;br /&gt;so daps went to slp and me and shark chatted watching young and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Jon came in and out of the rooms a few times as he's helping his mom for the first opening day in the new hawker place.&lt;br /&gt;young and dangerous is actually abit boring so i became =.= slpy.&lt;br /&gt;slept an hr while shark playing dota. BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up , lunch and weeee...&lt;br /&gt;took bus home.&lt;br /&gt;mom was like nagging at me cuz she tot im having a boyfriend now.&lt;br /&gt;wahlau!&lt;br /&gt;NO LA!&lt;br /&gt;irritating. :( jus dont like the tone she yelled at me. basket.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.. didnt catch any slp cuz im not slpy at all.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously becoming a real life owl.&lt;br /&gt;clean up my room so i'd shut my mom's trap off for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha... so im back here writin.&lt;br /&gt;tt's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-1137500710719467387?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/1137500710719467387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=1137500710719467387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1137500710719467387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1137500710719467387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/live-fast.html' title='live fast'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3477302833684931295</id><published>2007-12-13T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:09.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please work? :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;consulted pat about FYP this tues.&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;likely to say my stuff are rejected.&lt;br /&gt;some are workable however no wow factor.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna WOW pple with my design.&lt;br /&gt;i aint no wanna create another "oh another" plain work.&lt;br /&gt;tt's not my case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being stressed over this dump&lt;br /&gt;i cried about it for alittle while.&lt;br /&gt;no worries, i'll stand stronge.&lt;br /&gt;i'll jus have to strive harder.&lt;br /&gt;no more clubbing for me for now.&lt;br /&gt;ive stopped a week. eh... a week nt bad already.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped out in Charlene's fyp photoshoot on Tues morning too&lt;br /&gt;hope i did helped her with her stuff much.&lt;br /&gt;as well as hoping that some of the photos will be workable.&lt;br /&gt;she;ve hire a model that is from England, pretty much a nice girl i must say&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, been sloggin in the library for inspirations past few days&lt;br /&gt;luckily i have mates like wendy, grace, pradap, jojo, shark, mok and a new found friend - tszchong.&lt;br /&gt;happy pple yo.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BGz2EL0VI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iL6aWcf_3O0/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143188630957445458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BGz2EL0VI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iL6aWcf_3O0/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grace studyin and daps acting as a pillar- wait he is one. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0GEL0WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5CwD1EmK0bk/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143188635252412770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0GEL0WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5CwD1EmK0bk/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tzechong ( selfclaimed brazillian mix malay chinese looking guy) and chiwawa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0WEL0XI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JYB72iXzBX0/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143188639547380082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0WEL0XI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JYB72iXzBX0/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JOJO! finally i met up with him after so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0WEL0YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/r2HYETSZj5U/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143188639547380098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0WEL0YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/r2HYETSZj5U/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;constipation again ? eh.. i doubt :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0mEL0ZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rOyIvnc-7-Q/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143188643842347410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BG0mEL0ZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rOyIvnc-7-Q/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hock notourious gays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;not d design pple but they are pple who enlightens my miseryday.&lt;br /&gt;all the design pple are now very stress like me. :(&lt;br /&gt;creative mind have to stay happy to able to have creative happy ideas&lt;br /&gt;baahs...&lt;br /&gt;crit 2 presentation is coming and im utterly ridden by it.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain please wor, please ?&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3477302833684931295?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3477302833684931295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3477302833684931295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3477302833684931295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3477302833684931295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/please-work.html' title='please work? :('/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R2BGz2EL0VI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iL6aWcf_3O0/s72-c/DSC00100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-7365696930462409540</id><published>2007-12-10T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:10.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hockiness</title><content type='html'>oh anywy, i finally got to get back into some hockey-business last sat.&lt;br /&gt;had a friendly match against RI dudes and Greenville boys.&lt;br /&gt;slept late ytd hence woke up abit late.&lt;br /&gt;Grace overslept too hence i didnt receive any morning call from her at all.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my urge for some hockey made me hop out of bed and called her.&lt;br /&gt;She's not feeling well as she's having this bad dirreohoe for past 3 days, i asked her not to come but she insisted.&lt;br /&gt;i guess she urging for some balls too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after which called up another lazy sply head - shark.&lt;br /&gt;bloodie asshole, no matter how many time i blasted his phone he jus didnt picked up.&lt;br /&gt;i even called his house, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;didnt bother much after calling him dunno how many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played as a right defender in the first half against RI, and my rubberband is jus too friggin lose.&lt;br /&gt;my hair is like coming all over my face, and i have to kept adjusting it till Danker scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;:( no fun at all. :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;after which comes a break den when we came back.&lt;br /&gt;AH. suprised to see tat bastard shark came.&lt;br /&gt;he said he was shocked to see his phone having 20 missed call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit, y not 19. my fav number! XD&lt;br /&gt;and he told me he finally move his arse outta bed after reading my fearsome sms. haha!&lt;br /&gt;im good at making pple fear me eh. nv fail. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;FEAR ME!&lt;br /&gt;games started with more pple coming. this time i played right mid-field.&lt;br /&gt;and i found a way to tie my hair better hence its not all over my face this time.&lt;br /&gt;i really kinda like playing as a mid-fielder as i can enjoy running up and down more and getting more balls. Although is pretty tiring, but it's fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RI pple are good but i preferred playing with the greenville boys. damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;small boys playing with big girls.&lt;br /&gt;one small boy damn cute! keep complaining complaining.&lt;br /&gt;saying in malay " i shoot here cannot, shoot there cannot, where u wan me to shoot... grumble grumble"&lt;br /&gt;den im like "aiy, lac la lac la, relac la bang" den afterwhich i heard karmila laughing at otherside. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Overrall the match was really fun. we didnt win but like wad Viven said, jus enjoy the game.&lt;br /&gt;i totally agreed to that.&lt;br /&gt;they said i did kinda well at that match and i was quite taken back by it.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i feel that i didnt play well.&lt;br /&gt;I NEEDA BUCK UP!&lt;br /&gt;i needa change my hitting method. ( cuz mok told me i hitting wrong)&lt;br /&gt;and i needa be quick in dribbling. ( so tt i can dribble pass more pple!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCC HERE I COME . . . !&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. after fyp lah.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pic i took with my new phone. bored luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTtm2_jOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IH9Y4Iowjo4/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142076917540687074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTtm2_jOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IH9Y4Iowjo4/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our 'beautiful astro-turf" : guys are playing against the RI boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTt22_jPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HcDUqiZfhQg/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142076921835654386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTt22_jPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HcDUqiZfhQg/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WENDY! check out her expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTuG2_jQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Gv0FMO6Dsjk/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142076926130621698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTuG2_jQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Gv0FMO6Dsjk/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me and chiwawa. she looked damn pale, poor gal. hope she's feeling better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTuW2_jRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Rm_iIcw5g_o/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142076930425589010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTuW2_jRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Rm_iIcw5g_o/s320/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Karmila and Viven! Shingo and Pradap(kana blocked) and Sam's cheeky smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTum2_jSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YPOEcDncnyI/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142076934720556322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTum2_jSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YPOEcDncnyI/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and my wendy loves! ( chiwawa and Harjar behind too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-7365696930462409540?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/7365696930462409540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=7365696930462409540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7365696930462409540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7365696930462409540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/hockiness.html' title='hockiness'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/R1xTtm2_jOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IH9Y4Iowjo4/s72-c/DSC00070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8942127413742908187</id><published>2007-12-10T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T04:18:34.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>designers being sterotyped?</title><content type='html'>i guess my this particular entry wont relate anything or anybody unless u are a designer or design influenced person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while i was researching about inspirations for logotypes, i pondered into &lt;a href="http://typophile.com/node/14186"&gt;http://typophile.com/node/14186&lt;/a&gt;  and ive read up an interesting entry about this particular guy who wanna do his research for marketing materials to discover what the most common perceptions are with regards to &lt;em&gt;designers/creatives- aesthetics, dress code (or lack there of), body language, interaction, sleep patterns, attitude toward life, politics, clients, the law,&lt;/em&gt; etc... narrowed down to the stereotypes that are most commonly percieved by the public at large. Hence, he quoted designers in these such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Designers Feel: Superior, Egotistic, Passionate, hate when less creative folks get paid more then themselves, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designers Desire: Sexual partner to position themselves as letterforms during intercourse-like Eastern Indian’s have The Karma Sutra, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designers Wear: black turtlenecks, have cool glasses, have tattoos of letterforms instead of names of loved ones....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designer Think:&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i think this guys is kinda looking for trouble by putting this kinda post in a design forum.&lt;br /&gt;no doubt that many designers responded to this thread.&lt;br /&gt;it's really funny about how the kinda of different designer reacted - either typographers or graphic designers. And after reading them, you actually found out how they've live and etc. i do find some links and relations in some of the designers to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think of it, i used to wear black but i dont wear turtle neck ( as i used to be a vry punkish and heavy- metal person but now im vry colourful! still love the same music thou) and have quirky glasses but wear only at home. But ive no choice as i bought the wrong specs. And NO TATTOOS. hahah.. and under the "Designers Desire"- i think is total crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to read up, it's total humour and self-entertaining. eh, i think only  designers will appreciates.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i love this part that is posted by a guy in typophile nicked : Character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"In general I would say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designer love: beautifull things, to be trendsetters, to be innovative, to talk to fellow-creatives about what they do, to make the world a better and more beautifull place and to get paid while doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designers hate: stereotypes (unless they can use it for their work), not being understood, financial arguments with the client, rainy days and advertising agencies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all designs-elites !&lt;br /&gt;loves for colours and inspiration ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8942127413742908187?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8942127413742908187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8942127413742908187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8942127413742908187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8942127413742908187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/designers-being-sterotyped.html' title='designers being sterotyped?'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8426144419921686407</id><published>2007-12-03T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T06:15:24.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bunny. ( NOT MY EX THANKS) haha</title><content type='html'>fcuk. i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;i missed out the most important thing that made me wanna log into my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this video at some streetwear artist web blog.&lt;br /&gt;he's dissing abt artist originals artwork by comparing mainly from Kozyndan's and others insiprations.&lt;br /&gt;wad he said is understandble, we cant possibly really created something that nobody came up with unless u invented SOMETHING like bulb. haha.&lt;br /&gt;eh.. anywy, its this cool beans advertisment of the new Sony Bravia commercial.&lt;br /&gt;check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think this is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;camera tricks of course, however so they used dummy bunnies and places in the street sections by section and flimed them.&lt;br /&gt;hardwork madness manye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLUAbkRUvVQ&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLUAbkRUvVQ&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;i love the part where all sum up becoming a big wave , &lt;br /&gt;breaking down into ice bergs, &lt;br /&gt;and a whale swim and tail came up forming into the bunny.&lt;br /&gt;man... beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8426144419921686407?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8426144419921686407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8426144419921686407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8426144419921686407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8426144419921686407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/bunny-not-my-ex-thanks-haha.html' title='bunny. ( NOT MY EX THANKS) haha'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6848265037456005580</id><published>2007-12-03T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T05:46:41.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am sober , i am not a soldier</title><content type='html'>pretty much lost touch of my blog for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;been busy like usual.&lt;br /&gt;jus a quickie update.&lt;br /&gt;spent many crazy havoc nights every week clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;bad. this is bad. im like becoming "one of them"&lt;br /&gt;when i said "one of them" is like those lose party gooers.&lt;br /&gt;as well been spending lotsa time hang out w my hocks posse till i didnt manage to meet my usual lovers homies back in ma hood. baaahsss...&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss them. shawties like&lt;br /&gt;Huikee, Miao, Lin, Min, Chi, Jol, Choon and Kew (thou i just hang out w her a few days ago)&lt;br /&gt;everybody's life jus got all so busy. (me too lah)&lt;br /&gt;work and stress got the best out of us.&lt;br /&gt;wait. best? no no. it's bonkers nutts butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite, fyp start and surely i can feel stress every now and then even the moment i'm hitting in.&lt;br /&gt;sure the anxiety is getting me up.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i jus dont feel like doin work and i'll chuck the sickie.&lt;br /&gt;and not jus one day, many many days till i didnt get any friggin work done.&lt;br /&gt;oh my gawd. den panic panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, althou i went out chillax i'll be back doin work at night.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, it screwed up my bio-clock.&lt;br /&gt;i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its 530 am and i aint slpy.&lt;br /&gt;past few weeks ive been slpin in the dawn and waking up at sunset.&lt;br /&gt;ocky life i had. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, night life got me jaded. and now i'm craving for some hard sticks and balls.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. wait, sound so wrong. i meant hockey. seriously! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll jus say a brief of what happen today (sunday 2nd dec)&lt;br /&gt;today went to mount faber to eat with Coach Robin, my hock girls team mates and some boys.&lt;br /&gt;dinner is dull as food is expensive and i really wanna eat the beef ! ( friggin ex la , 39! ) SIAO AH&lt;br /&gt;but fortunately, Grace bought and i chanced to savour on some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEEF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fav meat all time.&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we sat cablecar.&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;initially i sat with Grace and Desmond.&lt;br /&gt;Desmond sat beside me. awww, how great would it be if it was a lover beside me and da whole trip will be trppin brillant romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Desmond is cute la so not so bad. At least not some friggin CMI guy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad, no feeel. :(&lt;br /&gt;Grace and I freaked out everynow and then while in the cabin and poor desmond have to withstand us screaming and groping him tightly.&lt;br /&gt;not very scare de but grace " AHH AHH AHH" den adrenaline got into me as well.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... fun thou. afterward Syamil came in during e pit stop.&lt;br /&gt;the more the merrier. V&lt;br /&gt;at one point 4 of us sat at the same side.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WAD ?&lt;br /&gt;the cable car tilted! i freaked out la!&lt;br /&gt;took some pics but in Desmond phone.&lt;br /&gt;heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall not bad la. jus lack of a lover like wad Grace said.&lt;br /&gt;"if only u my bf at mount faber and everything would be better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WHO DONT WAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im a lonely soul. maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... who care about guys.&lt;br /&gt;right girls who're reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S : i'll post one entry laaateerrrrr on all the pics ive taken thru-out the past outings i went.&lt;br /&gt;:) and MORE TO COME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hope the misunderstanding will clear and my little one could be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WENDY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BIRTHDAY COMING! AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVES HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6848265037456005580?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6848265037456005580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6848265037456005580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6848265037456005580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6848265037456005580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-sober-i-am-not-soldier.html' title='i am sober , i am not a soldier'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-2294550882774656219</id><published>2007-11-08T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:13.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh my, how busy i am lately.&lt;br /&gt;been having fun and slogging as well.&lt;br /&gt;till i forgotten to post most of my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;anywy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HALLOWEEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; YEAR &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WICKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;im pirate.... arrrghhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;woot, suit my jackass character perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha... sorry for so the damn super duper late post for it.&lt;br /&gt;jus wanna post cuz i had fun x 1000000 + :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, partied with my new found lovable friend chiwawa.&lt;br /&gt;She's a VAMPIRE! not jus a normal one.&lt;br /&gt;Authentic HONG KONG Slayer but Vampire.&lt;br /&gt;(from the drama ' ive a date with vampire' " - she's ma xiao ling."&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOUK IS FRIGGIN PACKED LA.&lt;br /&gt;damn, ghouls and demons everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;eh, of cause there's humans too, however humans are losers tt night.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we expected to get a free entry , unfortunately the free costumes entry line is neverending.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, we decided to buy a ticket in. Better than wastin time queuing up.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;nv had so much fun in zouk.&lt;br /&gt;different level of fun man seriously.&lt;br /&gt;creatures everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;shweeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh... and halfway while we were chao-sing.&lt;br /&gt;My bloody leather shoe became crocodile, after which another one followed on.&lt;br /&gt;OH GREAT. REAL GREAT. MATHUFARKING GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr... spoiled my mood alittle, called up mok to buy glue for me however he stated tt at tt kinda time where to get glue, so yea i tot he wasnt buying.&lt;br /&gt;so i need a solution.&lt;br /&gt;luckily ive a brillant creative mind, THAT'S WHY IM IN DESIGN SCHOOL MA!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i used Grace's and Marilyn's fake bandage to tie my shoe tgt.&lt;br /&gt;weeeee, problem solved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unexpectedly, after awhile he called and he said he bought the glue.&lt;br /&gt;met his outside zouk, and he ask me sit down, take out my shoe and he helped me sticked&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NV SEEN MOK BEING SUCH SWEET GENTLEMEN BEFORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awwww, he didnt even complaint even when the glue stucked on his hand.&lt;br /&gt;man... it touched me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot mok! and Shark for buying the glue!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fun tt night is WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;here are some flashback&lt;br /&gt;evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDmJ3G3RI/AAAAAAAAADM/1cMHZ_VNAhU/s1600-h/DSCN4532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130166879545384210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDmJ3G3RI/AAAAAAAAADM/1cMHZ_VNAhU/s320/DSCN4532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ghouls in da house with da babes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDoJ3G3SI/AAAAAAAAADU/WdVmvjfvH1U/s1600-h/halloweeeeeeen+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130166913905122594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDoJ3G3SI/AAAAAAAAADU/WdVmvjfvH1U/s320/halloweeeeeeen+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chiwawa Vamp with Qi cowgirl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDpJ3G3TI/AAAAAAAAADc/n-UY6gC97f4/s1600-h/DSCN4528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130166931084991794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDpJ3G3TI/AAAAAAAAADc/n-UY6gC97f4/s320/DSCN4528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cowgirl vs pirate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDr53G3UI/AAAAAAAAADk/STxbKAZCtOg/s1600-h/halloweeeeeeen+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130166978329632066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDr53G3UI/AAAAAAAAADk/STxbKAZCtOg/s320/halloweeeeeeen+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CS BOY! damn , pity it's blur. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDuJ3G3VI/AAAAAAAAADs/9viaOJl7leI/s1600-h/halloweeeeeeen+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130167016984337746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDuJ3G3VI/AAAAAAAAADs/9viaOJl7leI/s320/halloweeeeeeen+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see properly, grim reaper behind us! sucha charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWgp3G3WI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZtM8u-L4Rm4/s1600-h/DSCN4534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130187675777031522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWgp3G3WI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZtM8u-L4Rm4/s320/DSCN4534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10 chinese zombies and 1 dao zhang. come ah! i scare ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWhZ3G3XI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6jECUPD-1eA/s1600-h/DSCN4563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130187688661933426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWhZ3G3XI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6jECUPD-1eA/s320/DSCN4563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace , Shark , me and mok. loveables shot. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWhp3G3YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dZrfcql49UQ/s1600-h/DSCN4584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130187692956900738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWhp3G3YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dZrfcql49UQ/s320/DSCN4584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shark tryna get fresh with da babes. NO HOR. haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWiZ3G3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JOgOk4gB8Co/s1600-h/DSCN4587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130187705841802642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWiZ3G3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JOgOk4gB8Co/s320/DSCN4587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gladiator! Chai's brother and one black retromnia behind me! cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWmJ3G3aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/q-C6iGdoM30/s1600-h/halloweeeeeeen+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130187770266312098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIWmJ3G3aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/q-C6iGdoM30/s320/halloweeeeeeen+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; believe me, this guy is in spice girl height heels shoe. COOL GUY INDEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgvJ3G3nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QGDjDxaugEo/s1600-h/DSCN4576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130198920001412722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgvJ3G3nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QGDjDxaugEo/s320/DSCN4576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and seriously, i think shark is enjoying with WE ladies. TSK!&lt;br /&gt;and check out moks facial expression at the left top corner.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgvp3G3oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2FGcD9JYTLU/s1600-h/DSCN4558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130198928591347330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgvp3G3oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2FGcD9JYTLU/s320/DSCN4558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hence, he's facial expression tells it all&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgv53G3pI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oiQ_d5dnchQ/s1600-h/halloweeeeeeen+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130198932886314642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgv53G3pI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oiQ_d5dnchQ/s320/halloweeeeeeen+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we caught michael red handed for pediophiling in zouk.&lt;br /&gt;he even asked us " are u guys 10 years old boys? "&lt;br /&gt;:S freaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgv53G3qI/AAAAAAAAAGM/63F41uF-WLQ/s1600-h/n711953198_229553_2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130198932886314658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIgv53G3qI/AAAAAAAAAGM/63F41uF-WLQ/s320/n711953198_229553_2139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HOLA! my poly mates!&lt;br /&gt;:) me , odilia and XY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIfCJ3G3jI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ayIlsi04br4/s1600-h/DSCN4573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130197047395671602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIfCJ3G3jI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ayIlsi04br4/s320/DSCN4573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i guess shark is not the only one enjoying WE ladies. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIfCZ3G3kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0osaZtulH2E/s1600-h/DSCN4529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130197051690638914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIfCZ3G3kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0osaZtulH2E/s320/DSCN4529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey, watch tt ciggs going man. he aint wan a hot sausage, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIfCp3G3lI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lmtSzvBxUjI/s1600-h/halloweeeeeeen+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130197055985606226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIfCp3G3lI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lmtSzvBxUjI/s320/halloweeeeeeen+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GRRRRRRRR. party on girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;... ive forgotten the most important silly thing.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt manage to eat anything except a bun tt day as i was really busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;I was damn hungry and thirsty in the club.&lt;br /&gt;when i got drinks for myself, i drank it really fast and mixed with other alcohol as well.&lt;br /&gt;And i ended up friggin high and half drunk.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously couldn't walk straight.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, the most funny part is even though im 1/2 drunk, i protect myself well.&lt;br /&gt;Even shark they all tried to help me, i shoved them off and shouted &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;" hands off! i can manage!" $&amp;amp;!*$&amp;amp;#*$ blabber blabber.&lt;br /&gt;( they said i keep mumbling stuff and i talk really loud , like im shouting all the time 0.o )&lt;br /&gt;and i was vry violent when im drunk, i hit shartik all the time and he got injuried&lt;br /&gt;oh he's so nice, he's not even mad at me. :)&lt;br /&gt;after club, we wanted to have breakfast tgt so Jojo cab dwn from st james to find us.&lt;br /&gt;he pretty shock to see all of us quite wasted,&lt;br /&gt;while standing outside the prata shop.&lt;br /&gt;i duno why, i got overly excited and started " slashing " the guys with ma 'sword' and laugh like mad seeing them in pain. OH MAN. pain for pleasure. *evil&lt;br /&gt;oh, get me drunk at ya own risk! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;the guys tried controlling me but all i do is slash whoever comes near me. i've no idea why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;drunk = mad = insane = wasted = gone &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;luckily i didnt hit grace. my subconcious mind still working somehow.&lt;br /&gt;and i got all so tired all of a sudden and started lying on the floor and slp!&lt;br /&gt;later on , shark and mok followed.&lt;br /&gt;Grace covered me with her huge lab jacket. SO COSY!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS BABE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she went mad with jojo again.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad. THEY LEFT US ALONE! AND WENT TO BUY DRINK!&lt;br /&gt;but before they go they make sure the valuebles are with them luh and covered me properly.&lt;br /&gt;so nice! :) and Grace even bought me LYCHEE TEA!&lt;br /&gt;my fav! hahaha... thnks again.&lt;br /&gt;we slept for a whole 2 hrs at the playground and they decided to wake us up. we did of course and i was sober already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jojo came for nth la. he ended up taking care of us instead of eating breakfast with us.&lt;br /&gt;SO SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;and after the guys left, mea and grace were waiting for cab.&lt;br /&gt;then there is this guy walked passed us and infront of us.&lt;br /&gt;he's like trying to cut out cabs. so i wasnt really happy as im damn tired and i wanna slp.&lt;br /&gt;so i walked near him to fight for cab.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... den he got the msg that's 1st come 1st serve.&lt;br /&gt;seeing us as ladies, he let us first.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile still hunting for cabs, he came along and ask us where are we gg? wanna share cab not. and blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;KNOW WADS THE WORST THING!&lt;br /&gt;he said, wanna come over my place,&lt;br /&gt;ive food , tv, games, and....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ive rooms too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATHUFUCKING FAGGOT!&lt;br /&gt;GO HOME FUCK THE FUCKING WALL AITE!&lt;br /&gt;JACKOFF SUCKER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we aint that sort so i jus snapped it at his face tt instance and i was damn nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:#$@%^*%"&gt;#$@%^*%&lt;/a&gt;^@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIiyJ3G3rI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JJsawCBj_S8/s1600-h/halloweeeeeeen+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130201170564275890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIiyJ3G3rI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JJsawCBj_S8/s320/halloweeeeeeen+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" GRRRR!&lt;br /&gt; DIE MAN! DIE MEN! DIE ALL MEN! "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-2294550882774656219?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/2294550882774656219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=2294550882774656219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2294550882774656219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/2294550882774656219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='halloween !'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RzIDmJ3G3RI/AAAAAAAAADM/1cMHZ_VNAhU/s72-c/DSCN4532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3785300809250700183</id><published>2007-11-05T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T03:47:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anti advertising advertisement</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KOv5v8MFvaU&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KOv5v8MFvaU&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a anti-advertsing advertisement i came across while doing my fyp proposal.&lt;br /&gt;damn cool. love it!&lt;br /&gt;quite contradicting thou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3785300809250700183?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3785300809250700183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3785300809250700183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3785300809250700183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3785300809250700183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/11/anti-advertising-advertisement.html' title='anti advertising advertisement'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3061610840501806046</id><published>2007-11-02T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:14.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POST FOR 19 OCT 2007 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s been kinda rough for me about hearing the names of the team.When Coach Robin was telling us the team list, my heart pounded and when he finished it, my heart stopped.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t get to hear my name.I aint in the school team this year. i’m really sad yet felt unfair. I blanked for a moment. I’m really struck by the news that I don’t get to play with my team in this year IVP.Even now I’m writing this, I can feel likewise what I’ve felt on that day totally.And meanwhile I’m listening to sum 41 and blink 182 teenage emo songs making me feeling even worst now. Yes. I really am. LI tried to control my feelings after that. I kept quiet. Acted like nothing happen. However so, I sucked at hiding feelings so I know I need some time of my own.I went off to be alone for awhile, so I went to get a drink.when imma gonna walk over to the vending machine, Sim and Grace were concerned and ask me am I alrightI replied“yea, I am” but actually in fact, “NO I AM NOT.” My heart screamed. do not ever ask me am I alright when I am in fact not cause it WILL trigger me and I’ll crush. well, and it did.When I walked to the vending machine, I sob quietly.I felt dumb crying over sports, and it is my first time. I don’t wanna let the other knows so I sat alone to keep my cool.I feel so sucked up. Im like the senior in hockey and I couldn’t even get into the team and the juniors are in instead.I feel so angry at myself. Do I really suck so much?I know I didn’t really work hard however so, I did try didn’t i?I so pissed off, ARGHS! I am getting all so emotional now and crying again while typing.as I sat there drinking, I drank that can as if its beer.I need a cool off.After awhile, Grace and Sim came running over to concern about me, then came along Jojo … then, Tinghao, Pradap and Shark. Jojo and Grace didn’t make into the team as well but they are year 1, they have next 2 years to get in. In my case, im graduating soon. No more chances for me.&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn’t I get the best of this year for hockey?sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they console me and made me kept my mind off it.Well, these friends really made me feel slightly better.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Tinghao hiding being the pillar and looking at me.so I threw my slipper at him twice. Then I realize to needa vent so&lt;br /&gt;I hit pradap with my slipper and hit Shark with my hand. I did and I felt way much better and I start to smile again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the girls went to bath, I cried in the shower for awhile to let my heart out. Grace is still all so chirpy and not being affect by it. Sucha strong girl. She and Sim kept cheering me on. So swheet of u guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then when out and walking out of the school.Elsie was like asking me if I am alright. DO NOT ASK ME AM I ALRIGHT.So yea, it trigger again.Jojo was right beside me and I was sobbing.I just cant control luh. Im a cry baby when im really sad and disappointed.he keep asking me to wipe my tears but I don’t wanna cuz pple will know im crying.so I used abit of my shirt and he offer his sleeves as well.being a shortass, my head just nice to his sleeves, and to I wipe it off, I just easily lean my head again his arm while walking and tada! Most tears gone. thanks jojo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When it lunch time, I had a great time.It’s quite alright as ive kept my mind off.Some of the people ate at mac, Oh… and he talked to me today.Eh, he suddenly oh so friendly huh.I’m recruiting people to go to club tonight so I asked mok and ignored him like usual but still he first talked to me. Being friendly Christina, I of course replied him and even asked him if he wanna come. “ no I don’t wanna club anymore now” he replied, blaahssss crap.he’s jus tryin to make a statement to me. Didn’t u went to MOS today. Shit u.Anyway the usual gang of mine hanged out outside the mac for awhile.There were Jon, Desmond, Sham, Jeremiah, PiaKia, Jojo, Grace, Sim and me!Played with Jon’s phone for awhile and took bloodie random pics, disturb pia kia and he accidentally HIT my chin with my stick! YOU! and pia kia is so cute. He tried consoling me and even pitched my face.Hahaha…well, then we ate at the coffee shop mocking at Jere about Viven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh wells, I felt so much better after lunch.Then I off to do photo shoot project in school.NO LIFE u think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WRONG. Ahahaha..Cause after that, I rush home to have dinner, get changed and WOOT!head down to zouk to party.I wanna party so badly cuz I was so busy over the weeks and I just had a really bad day.Bumped into a lot of people in zouk like usual,there were Kenny, Matthew, Step, QiHao, Xy, Mark Lim, Ming and even our captain JAMIE! (Surprisingly to see her in club man!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There were me, Grace, Jojo and Shark.even thou not a lot of pple however we did enjoyed our time.we ordered drinks and even mixed them.Around 3 plus, I decided to play something interesting.So I suggested splitting up. Girls and girls, guys and guys.while walking my hat was kidnapped by an unknown guy. he jus took it and wore it.im like huh? Den I jus took it back, den when I’m about to walk away he took it away again! Den I give him “ uhh, no u not gonna do that again naughty boy” look and stare and took back again. He’s kinda hot as well. I think he’s a celeb DJ. (As that day there’s a lot of Bboys, Bgirls, DJs, Caucasians and Denise Kaler! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dance floor, jus moments we are separated. A spooky guy came over to us and made a freaky pervertic wink to Gracethen we were like “what the fuck” then he asked us if we don’t mind dancing with him. OH MAN. LOOK AT THE MIRROR DORK.NO. hahaha… I didn’t said that of course. I told him “ NO, WE aint COOL dancing with YOU”den he was like why aint cool.cuz we don’t wanna? Dumbass.den when he knows that we don’t wanna, he was trying to hook us up with conversation. And told me “u look like a cool cowgirl with ya hat”so? I said “ no” and ignore him. Stupid ass trying to get fresh with us huh?fuck off la. Grace is mine and I am hers. hahaha…after awhile second thing happened soon after.I did foot work while wearing high heels. can u believe it ? u have to.cuz I really did.There were people looking and suddenly made space for me and cheered la.no way im gonna be in the limelight. I run away after that. Ahahaha…so score between girls and guys.2 – 0 weeeehoooo.. we won.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After clubbing. I saw ben’s current girlfren now.grrrr.. slim and pretty. SO UNFAIR! Wadeva!!!!!!hope she’s jus another plain boring stupid girl inside her.NO X FACTOR AT ALL *evil!&lt;br /&gt;we wanna have breakfast! so we crossed over but didn’t want to have prata.While standing there procrastinating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another freaky guy walked over and touched Jojo arm and said “oh… nice hairrr” in a sissy tune and giving a gay eye contact look.OH MY GAWD! So I shouted “WEIRDO” back to him.hahaha… Jojo is so surprised after that. He is like (0.0) he’s a gay magnet. XD.Saw Kenny, talked to him and said bye.heh. He a guy I know in zouk last time. A friend that’s worthwhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We walked over to Great World City but the mac is close so we wanna walked to town.So I suggested that to sit inside the shopping cart and get pushed.so we got one, I sat inside and Jojo sat on the reeling of the cage and Shark and Grace pushing us. you will never anticipate what happened next. We happily pushing and get pushed. Halfway out of great world city, by the roadside.IT STARTED TO POUR!AHHHH… den hurry we got out and ran across the road to the bus stop.And I was freezing! The rain is splashing all over me!but they were so nice. They formed a wall for me and kept warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friendship loveees!I felt so loveeee!&lt;br /&gt;and while waiting for the rain to stop - we took silly pic. see!&lt;br /&gt;we are all drenched !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RyoEVZ3G3PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gZf1ODJHbUw/s1600-h/thetimes+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127915891480517874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RyoEVZ3G3PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gZf1ODJHbUw/s320/thetimes+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;this is the wall. not exactly thou. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RyoEWp3G3QI/AAAAAAAAADE/ja_fPZjMwgs/s1600-h/thetimes+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127915912955354370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RyoEWp3G3QI/AAAAAAAAADE/ja_fPZjMwgs/s320/thetimes+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;heh. Jojo's hand is long enough for 4 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RyoDzp3G3OI/AAAAAAAAAC0/r0fDjmwRN6c/s1600-h/thetimes+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127915311659932898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RyoDzp3G3OI/AAAAAAAAAC0/r0fDjmwRN6c/s320/thetimes+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i'm cold in this pic fyi. heh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh…. Lazy to type… haahah tt’s all!I still kinda sad not being able to play in the team of the last year!SIGH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3061610840501806046?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3061610840501806046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3061610840501806046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3061610840501806046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3061610840501806046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall.html' title='fall'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RyoEVZ3G3PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gZf1ODJHbUw/s72-c/thetimes+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4793794608847600672</id><published>2007-10-15T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T01:02:12.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend dont fly away</title><content type='html'>oh well, i forgotten lotsa my fren jus left singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, is my chiwawa left to hongkong, her birthplace.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.. lucky girl&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HER.&lt;br /&gt;and her hug with Jojo is so shweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna have one too.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BE BACK SOON CHIWAWA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, is Huikee left to eh.. phuket! Thailand&lt;br /&gt;so cool la. she go honeymoon with eh hem.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... hope she enjoy all the adverture rides and thrills there.&lt;br /&gt;and i definately hope she can take care of herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BE BACK SOON HUIKEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, is Zhicheng left to Taiwan for NS.&lt;br /&gt;he like gonna be back after another 7-8 mths.&lt;br /&gt;sad... hope he dont gain anymore weight from all the cooking and food.&lt;br /&gt;haha, hope he would explore more of the wonders of taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;BE BACK SOON ZHICHENG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;NO LOVES! HAHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4793794608847600672?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4793794608847600672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4793794608847600672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4793794608847600672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4793794608847600672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/10/friend-dont-fly-away.html' title='friend dont fly away'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3192348420659021220</id><published>2007-10-15T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:50:04.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster Horoscope for October 15 - the botton line</title><content type='html'>oh, and i just saw this on Friendster, and since it's really like describing my situation.&lt;br /&gt;i shall post! and i kinda like this entry too. cuz it's like so exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;"Music, art and culture make for an excellent escape, so keep these pastimes in mind when someone or something starts bugging you today. When you want to get away from stress, put in your earphones and let your current favorite song take you away. Or leaf through a coffee table art book and let each image sink into your head. Stepping outside of your everyday world and focusing on something that is all about expressing someone else's ideas is a tonic for your soul."&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/19247451-3192348420659021220?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3192348420659021220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3192348420659021220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3192348420659021220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3192348420659021220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-and-i-just-saw-this-on-friendster.html' title='Friendster Horoscope for October 15 - the botton line'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-611723379650426925</id><published>2007-10-15T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:47:57.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday? no no. it's helliday now.</title><content type='html'>oh well... i know that i promised that i'll update my blog about wad ive did for my past 2 weeks hols that i have. BUT, i've pathetically ( no such word but wadeva) have no time cuz im either busy hangin out having a socking rocking great time or i am slogging flocking ma frigging arse off on work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, during hols, i spent most of my time rollerblading and training with my hocks pple.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so thrilling with them similar to the feeling that after graduating from sec school.&lt;br /&gt;heh. the most amzing thing ive did is to 'blade' from sengkang to my house downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH... i was being stalked the past few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS TOTALLY SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;well.. that stalker waited for me for bloodie 2 hrs cuz i was hanging out with HC, and after which he came running towards me to get my number in weee hrs like 230am.&lt;br /&gt;i tot he was a robber la. damn.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt wan to let me go and bombard me with Qs, still ask me if he wanna chill out and chat. like NO? i wanna go home and NO? i dun wanna hang out with a weirdo stalker.&lt;br /&gt;and worst, he dont get that i'm definately not cool with making frens with him.&lt;br /&gt;eh... WHO LIKES A  STALKER AS A FREN DUH.&lt;br /&gt;kk... i surrendered and gave my number and hurried away.&lt;br /&gt;most funny part is he asked " u know how to spell my name meh?"&lt;br /&gt;den i kinda replied " NO, it doesnt matter, i'll jus named u the weird guy"&lt;br /&gt;well, in fact he is. who cares, cuz i dun.&lt;br /&gt;that tragic night he called me ! like 4 am?&lt;br /&gt;i was like " who's this" and next moment i heard " your stalker la"&lt;br /&gt;:S panic! i said i was busy cuz i wanna play with my com and hanged.&lt;br /&gt;k, lame excuse but it worked with any dork k.&lt;br /&gt;if u guys wanna find who is the bloodie stalker, i found him on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;i viewed him without loggin into my account. who know he might stalk me again!&lt;br /&gt;go type " lai fu " in friendster and u'll find yourself on one pathetic account in the whole wide system of friendtser.&lt;br /&gt;sucha loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys, these day ive like ALOT of projects.&lt;br /&gt;damn, im really stress.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i am.&lt;br /&gt;my mind just dont wanna coperate with me.&lt;br /&gt;dead block as a wood.&lt;br /&gt;i need some creative juice yo, so i went to cool out so went off skating to tpy and meet up Huikee, Zhicheng ( yes! he's back, but he's off back to taiwan today. drats), Nick, Horfun and Wicky.&lt;br /&gt;well... HF and Wicky left after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;and GUESS WAD PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;i was skating and this person walked past me face to face.&lt;br /&gt;and Huikee was like " HE IS THE STALKER " ( i told her abt it and apparently or tragically she knows him, haha )&lt;br /&gt;den i was like ... oh. yar hor.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... sucha small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, back to today.&lt;br /&gt;Valerie and Elsie planned a surprised party for Sharon's 19th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;She went KL and was back today.&lt;br /&gt;They got her keys and we all went to her house and prepare the food (potluck) and the decorations and not forgetting folly crappies.&lt;br /&gt;well, the whole best part of today was to off all the lights, and keep asking pple to shadup as they are overly excited and making too much noise while waiting for Sharon to trigger the party.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. and when she came. she was halfway complaining about the door and " SURPRISE!"&lt;br /&gt;SPRAY SPRAY SPRAY OF CRAZY RIBBON ON HER.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget her faical expression. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;she was like " OH SHIT GHOST" something like that.&lt;br /&gt;lovesssss surprises.&lt;br /&gt;haha. if i were her, i'l prolly cry.&lt;br /&gt;but can see she like gonna cry but didnt la.&lt;br /&gt;hope she enjoyed the surprise birthday party, kudos to Valerie and Elsie for orgainzing this amazin feasta. wohoa~&lt;br /&gt;took many crazy pics with the girls and guys.&lt;br /&gt;played tao pok. eh... body on top of another. DAMN FUN. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;eh... ate food and DONUTS! for dessert. woo... nice nice.&lt;br /&gt;Edward came too after work i think. i didnt bothered saying hi.&lt;br /&gt;after so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to leave slightly early with Desmound and Loga since we live near.&lt;br /&gt;when im about to leave crossing jus next to him, i accidentally knock onto a empty can of crazy ribbon which landed on the floor loudly. Den he was like saying " wah, not happy ah "&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is that suppose to mean. shit u . then i picked up the can and handed to him ( he's hand was reaching out ma ) den i think i said " no " and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. when halfway down, Loga forgotten about his stuff so we waited downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Desmound was like " why u and Edward nv talk ? so awkard la "&lt;br /&gt;duh, we haven been talking. and he said it was pretty obvious.&lt;br /&gt;oh wellss... nothing last forever so beat that.&lt;br /&gt;so now, im back bloggin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH... my phone's wasted.&lt;br /&gt;it died. hahaha... so I NEED NEW PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;:( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS DIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-611723379650426925?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/611723379650426925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=611723379650426925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/611723379650426925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/611723379650426925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/10/holiday-no-no-its-helliday-now.html' title='holiday? no no. it&apos;s helliday now.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-9127199665563618403</id><published>2007-10-01T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T04:13:01.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back like terminator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wohaaa... sorry for the MIA for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;like a usual rountine every 3 - 4 mths, my internet would cut off like seasons.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my sis for tt for late payment,&lt;br /&gt;however thanks to her for paying as well.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happened like usual.&lt;br /&gt;the fun, the craze, the layback and even the weird.&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna fill u guys later again soon.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;it's 4am in the morning now and ive lesson later like within 5 hrs later.&lt;br /&gt;shucks it.&lt;br /&gt;stupid unecessary module tt ive taken up.&lt;br /&gt;im fretting over abt dropping it anot as well.&lt;br /&gt;bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;fickle minded me.&lt;br /&gt;nights pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACE AKA CHIWAWA!&lt;br /&gt;finally ya 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u dun have to discreetly go into club anymore.&lt;br /&gt;cheers. may happiness follow suits ard ya lifetime aite.&lt;br /&gt;love u , u cute little cheeky ass.&lt;br /&gt;hail to hockey and teamates like u guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-9127199665563618403?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/9127199665563618403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=9127199665563618403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/9127199665563618403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/9127199665563618403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-like-terminator.html' title='back like terminator'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-259060453941117837</id><published>2007-09-07T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:18:16.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wickedly cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSdhDyPhyiU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSdhDyPhyiU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-259060453941117837?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/259060453941117837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=259060453941117837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/259060453941117837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/259060453941117837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/09/wickedly-cool.html' title='wickedly cool'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-1481384670839299573</id><published>2007-09-07T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:12:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crisp and burnt</title><content type='html'>im kinda bothered by my tanned blacken face currently.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me look flat, esp my face. &lt;br /&gt;One mono tone colour. URGHS.&lt;br /&gt;how m i gonna go out wear nice nice now.&lt;br /&gt;make up aint gonna help either cuz different colour! AHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im sucha goner now.&lt;br /&gt;suck it.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting tat its all peeling, esp my nose.&lt;br /&gt;drats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-1481384670839299573?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/1481384670839299573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=1481384670839299573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1481384670839299573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1481384670839299573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/09/crisp-and-burnt.html' title='crisp and burnt'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8677577540555886401</id><published>2007-09-06T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T17:24:07.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hockey event cramping, camping , happening</title><content type='html'>hola pple, Christina is back in da house yo.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha... been having fun like ive nth to stress over the past weeks and days.&lt;br /&gt;Past weeks/days, i had been hanging out w my hockey pple.&lt;br /&gt;hock people rawks socks yo.&lt;br /&gt;man... it was totally trippin.&lt;br /&gt;The chalet, the midnight roller blading, the clubbing nights, roller blading outing, movie night outs, hang outs, the pool session, the trainings. &lt;br /&gt;triple the thumbs up yo.&lt;br /&gt;a n d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H O C K E Y      C A M P         I S        A W E S O M E !!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i jus came back from hockey camp ytd.&lt;br /&gt;its 3 days 2 nights camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the first day was tight and straining, however the first night activities is helluva fun. All of us played hide and seek, both the girls and guys team.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;We ought to hide in busniess school boundaries. Lvl 1-6&lt;br /&gt;I'm paired up w Desmond. -.- &lt;br /&gt;the way he smile reminds me of Randy. ive no idea well.&lt;br /&gt;anywy, we gathered with others grp pple like Shartik, Grace, Christine and Jojo.&lt;br /&gt;initailly we wanna hide ourselves in the stairways but we moved into the canteen stall instead.&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny. This is the second time im hanging out w Desmond and we are sitting on chairs in one of the stall kitchen where darkness veil, oily floor and reeks of pesticide. Being straightforward like usual,&lt;br /&gt;i jus said " i cant believe im doin this with u" and he laughed.&lt;br /&gt;well, wad i can say about Desmond that he is a shy boy. :)&lt;br /&gt;after blocking the doors of the kitchen corridors, all of us hid in the same stall. sitting, standing and squading at times to avoid the catchers to see us. &lt;br /&gt;and u cant believe how filthy the stall is. &lt;br /&gt;EWWWWWWWWW.... so many cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. anywy, in the end we also got caught.&lt;br /&gt;the last winner tt nv get caught will win.&lt;br /&gt;AND TT STUPID EDWARD TAN TEAM WON.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr.... they hid themselves in LT lab. so shiok, unlike us.&lt;br /&gt;well... &lt;br /&gt;all of our legs hurts as well. i walked like some Ah lian la. but i dun care. cuz my leg hurts.&lt;br /&gt;After playing the games, we went out to grab some food.&lt;br /&gt;well, while walking there. Something comical happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;T.T  i chased after Edward while i was on the phone, i forgotten what's the reason.&lt;br /&gt;halfway during the chase, he bend down suddenly and i banged into him and fall on him! &lt;br /&gt;W A D   T H E   H E L L  ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;Everybody laughed and teased la.&lt;br /&gt;baahs. and i ended up with a huge ba lu ku at my right kneel. :(&lt;br /&gt;the guys ate mac, girls slacked and ka po fries.&lt;br /&gt;after tt, we went back grab instant noodle and headed to design school to boil our noodles. i accidentlly spilled water on Edward's handphone resulting speaker malfunctioning. i feel so guilty. :(  SO SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;and Jojo went to pee and Christine and Grace didnt know and went in! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;THEY SAW  . . . . . . NOTHING . &lt;br /&gt;Jojo knew they were coming so he blocked. &lt;br /&gt;Still, is really funny. &lt;br /&gt;Grace opened the door, saw and laughed for a few seconds first den close back the door. wth. so weird.&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to the cca activity room to slp. There were me, Christine, Grace, Mok, Jojo and Edward. &lt;br /&gt;We fooled for awhile, Mok and his mermaid fin thingy.&lt;br /&gt;danm funny. how i wish i got the video now to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;after so much talking, we decided to slp.&lt;br /&gt;i slept on the floor with Mok, sharing the same long pillow.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, trying to slp, Ed left, followed by jojo.&lt;br /&gt;den MOK SNORES.&lt;br /&gt;an hour later i still cant slp thanks to him! bloodie hell.&lt;br /&gt;den Ed msg me if im awake, DUH. how can i slp under such circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;anywy, i went to find him and Jojo in another room. Den jojo went back to get my stuff and Grace came along too. yea!&lt;br /&gt;We slept on the hard concret floor.&lt;br /&gt;Jojo, grace, me and den Ed.&lt;br /&gt;So werid. guy girl girl guy. :S&lt;br /&gt;well... initially i felt damn shy and werid slping next to Edward. &lt;br /&gt;den after tt dun care , jus slp cuz vry tired man.&lt;br /&gt;he's damn sweet tt night. covering me with jacket which is the only one he had (i lend him de!) cuz he tot i was cold.&lt;br /&gt;how could i be cold when im in my own slping bag? he's the one cold la.&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night, i went out to toliet and i scared Johnathan ( our guy's captain) unintentionally, cuz i walked so ah lian and my hair is all over my face. hahahaha. den after tt went back to slp.&lt;br /&gt;and in the middle of the night, u can hear Jojo's stomach growling.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, damn funny. like so peacefulm everybody is slping..&lt;br /&gt;den " ggrowwlsss" hahaha. den we will wake up den confront Jojo. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;XD i slept halfway. something vividly happned. someone hold my hand. i dun quite rmb cuz im still in sleeping mode but i did shoved it away and continue slping.&lt;br /&gt;i suspect is.... nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2nd day of training. &lt;br /&gt;man. the training jus drain all of us out.&lt;br /&gt;feel weak all over but we still havta play, run and hit the balls.&lt;br /&gt;This does help us to push ourselves and train our mindset.&lt;br /&gt;i did force myself to run when we are in game. &lt;br /&gt;Leg hurts after all the training. &lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch, den went to video session. &lt;br /&gt;Durin the video session. im really tired so i slept, i couldnt control my eyes at all. I twitched and woked up suddenly and scared someone. i think its caused by the extensive training. Den after video session, we end back training. I got some rest so i felt a little better. After the 2nd training, we watch our 2nd video session again. and... i slept again. haha... i saw Edward losing it as well.&lt;br /&gt;After our video session, we had pizza for dinner! woot!&lt;br /&gt;After which, we watch movie "the glory" which is based on the true about the breakthrough of the how nigerias were accepted into the bball sports circle.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunatelly, i slept again!&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;i slept halfway got up and lie on the floor out of the blue. Grace got a shock. &lt;br /&gt;i think i was slp-walking. &lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went back to the bunk, i saw Edward lying on the sofa outside. He looks cold, so after coming out the bunk, i coverd him w my jacket which im wearin. then, i scurried off hoping he wont find out is me. however he still woke up but by the time i ran out the room. HAHA! but he knows is me la. he saw me running out. duh. but he msg me thanks and said tt was shweet.&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE. i m alway shweet. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, having nth to do and dun feel like slping so early, i went up to catch another movie with them ,"number 23"&lt;br /&gt;ITS TOTALLY STUPID MOVIE. i wasnt much concentrating, was jus staring and msging.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... halfway thru, my hot milo came. woot. thnks to Ed.&lt;br /&gt;Grace slept in the movie session this time. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;After the boring movie, we went to the cca activity room again and chat about GHOST stories. the 2nd night wasnt as happening as the 1st.&lt;br /&gt;not much scary stories man. Mok is like talking his real life encounters. &lt;br /&gt;i dunno is it true not. However some is really funny.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha... chit chat chit chat in the dark and light cuz they keep playin w the lights. i was holdin to one of the sofa cushion. Ed was sitting beside me den suddenly he lie on the pillow which is on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WAD THE F..... &lt;br /&gt;everybody is looking la.&lt;br /&gt;nvm... i jus acted like nth happned. ahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;anywy we chatted till 4. &lt;br /&gt;and we all decided to slp so we could have e energy for tml training.&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the same room, slp in the same fomation with more pple this time.&lt;br /&gt;Mok, Wendy and Sim.&lt;br /&gt;woot. i didnt want mok to slp w us in the same room cuz he snores. i think he got a little pissed cuz i was a little to nasty. but i didnt really mean it so i said sorry. but still, he slept w us in the end. ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;i slept nxt to Ed again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;shared the same pathetic pillow, even worse. slept much closer tgt.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this time round, i slept faster den b4. &lt;br /&gt;Edward snores as well. hahaha but not as bad as MOK DOES.&lt;br /&gt;at night, it happened again and i could not really rmb it properly as well cuz i wa slping.&lt;br /&gt;well... till morning when the sun is up and shining our face. &lt;br /&gt;we both woke up and frowned and hid under the same jacket we were being covered.&lt;br /&gt;After tt, we prepared for our last training. &lt;br /&gt;The last training aint so intense, more about shifting in our own position.&lt;br /&gt;den i so ka chiong, haven start den i shouted " SHIFT LEH " den kana say.&lt;br /&gt;den everybody laught. --.--&lt;br /&gt;baahss. idiot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, after training we bath and had lunch den we can have head home.&lt;br /&gt;When most of the pple left. Some of us were still there. chit chatted.&lt;br /&gt;i went to wash my hands den Ed was mocking me and realised i wasnt there ( i was at the basin right above him. ) den i saw he looking for me. i keep couldnt stop laughing. so funny. he so kan chiong tot i was gone. hahahahah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;after which , all of us took cab home. Me and Ed shared cab cuz we are the only ones staying in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, during the camp ive learned how to guard properply and be discipline on the field, being endurance about the heat and the pain. Play with all ya might when the ball come, fight with ya 100%. The training had allowed us to explore our weakness so we can improve in it, it also allows us to find our own personal goals. Thus, we could strive towards it creating a path to reach enabling us to be better players. if each of us stirve toward our personal goals, as a whole, we would become a better team together. The team bonding have always been created, learning and knowing each others' temper better. Correcting each and other mistakes, learning to take critics and got closer to each other. All of these had enable us to be better players and thus, we could do better during our competition IVP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- im actully kinda sad to think tt im graduating soon when i am starting to enjoying hockey so much. im kinda sad about it. i wished this had started long ago. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8677577540555886401?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8677577540555886401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8677577540555886401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8677577540555886401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8677577540555886401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/09/hockey-event-cramping-camping-happening.html' title='hockey event cramping, camping , happening'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4846643183694009524</id><published>2007-08-24T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:45:33.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kill time blogging</title><content type='html'>currently, m in school now. Rotting literally. &lt;br /&gt;well, im suppose to come school for landscape imaging lessons.&lt;br /&gt;However i woke up late, hence late for classs, so i ended up not going to class but hung out in school instead.&lt;br /&gt;man... im waiting for loga now.&lt;br /&gt;he's having paper at 7pm. im meetin him at 745pm, after which we'll head down to east coast chalet for jamie's celebration. wahahaha. her's birthday on 26th ya. &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Captain Jamie!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. later meet loga also dunno wad ill be able to say to him sia. &lt;br /&gt;he quite adorable. XD later i tongue tied again.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, Anywy bad new, im living witout a phone now which is really starting to piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;i cant contact pple and pple cant contact me.&lt;br /&gt;arghs.&lt;br /&gt;and Stacy was like saying she pity me and if it was her, she doubt she can even last half of the day.&lt;br /&gt;and this is like wad ? the 3rd day or 4th day for me?&lt;br /&gt;im still surviving, but in fact struggling. &lt;br /&gt;a cellphone seems have become an essential need in the mordern socialty, without it. You seems to be seculded away from the world and left aside. wahahaha. shithole.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how long m i abe to last however, i think by Sat im dying le. &lt;br /&gt;bahs. Anywy, Chris told he's sad after bringin and showing the guy im currently im crazy over. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;well. its my bad to hurt u, im jus too blown away at times when it comes to talk about guys im infuated about.&lt;br /&gt;.. damn, now's 645. and ive another hour to go. ARGHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i wanna watch dead slience. chris asked me to watch with him however, i wanna watch with him instead.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4846643183694009524?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4846643183694009524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4846643183694009524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4846643183694009524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4846643183694009524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/08/kill-time-blogging.html' title='kill time blogging'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6160506871048363782</id><published>2007-08-22T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T21:10:19.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cell-less</title><content type='html'>my cell phone is being confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;like wad the hell.&lt;br /&gt;im 19 and this happened to me in this era.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;i think ill jus gonna live on the days like no technology attached.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. i hope i survive.&lt;br /&gt;anywy, wonderin why this happened to me ?&lt;br /&gt;cuz i went slacking with Chris, Ting and John.&lt;br /&gt;Chris ? yea. Chris. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so funny when they call one of us and both of us react.&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of the time i spent in SIP period in Avantgarden whereby one of my boss is called Chris as well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, initaially was me amd Chris's, we went to East Coast and eat ice kachang. Lamemo,  cuz both of us had eaten. Nothing to do and went to ting's hood and find her.&lt;br /&gt;Curise around for awhile and picked up another guy called John.&lt;br /&gt;wanna play majong actually but ended up slacking and talking at Chris's block downstair playground.&lt;br /&gt;He said i resemble the channel 8, 9pm show actress Wenwei- Rui en.&lt;br /&gt;As my character kinda in sync with hers.&lt;br /&gt;blah. and he said he wanna be picasso.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;yea u can be cuz im not wenwei. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anywy i hanged out in Hougang will 4- 5 am plus.&lt;br /&gt;and he drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;went home and after awhile, my mom nag and tt's how my hp is kidnapped away from me.&lt;br /&gt;bahs.&lt;br /&gt;kinda having difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;cant contact him.&lt;br /&gt;hais... he ask me how come nv reply me den i told him why.&lt;br /&gt;damn. i miss him more and more.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6160506871048363782?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6160506871048363782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6160506871048363782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6160506871048363782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6160506871048363782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/08/cell-less.html' title='cell-less'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8451043570518544992</id><published>2007-08-21T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:48:21.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kept inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate to say this.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;alot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-a discreet silence &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;burning &lt;/span&gt;within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8451043570518544992?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8684842017016235080</id><published>2007-08-18T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T03:29:58.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying</title><content type='html'>YES HYA CHI CHI.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, alrigh, ill update...&lt;br /&gt;finally ive ended all the modules for my this block.&lt;br /&gt;i like the new project ive done for expressive illustration which is a pop up book.&lt;br /&gt;in order to complete that project, ive been through many late nights and less then 3 hrs sleep every single day.&lt;br /&gt;i have bcome the china's treasurem in order words panda.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;cannot la, cant take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i vry sleepy. cannot update now.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, hack those dreams yo baby.&lt;br /&gt;dream of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8684842017016235080?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8684842017016235080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8684842017016235080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8684842017016235080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8684842017016235080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/08/trying.html' title='trying'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3056023943341727909</id><published>2007-08-10T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T05:07:33.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>havoc hockey hawks</title><content type='html'>hola pple.&lt;br /&gt;i hanged out w my hockey mates on national day, first time not hanging out w my girlies and usual guys. all seems preoccupied. :( oh well...&lt;br /&gt;we didn catch the all the commotion about singapore, we jus practically live out our own world.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;well, caught some movies on the big screen in capitol where Christine's church office is.&lt;br /&gt;movies like... eh.. forgot the name but it's damn violent movie where "fuck" is include in every sentences of the americans, and not forgetting devil wears prada.&lt;br /&gt;Well it look like some lounge there as there were drums, guitars, bass, and pianos, cushions... etc&lt;br /&gt;dang relax place to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;fool for awhile and after which we head down to suntec and ate in pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;well, we missed the bloodie fireworks but who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks big time this year.&lt;br /&gt;oh well... anywy, we are def fooling ard in pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;u cant imagine wad kinda commotion we created there.&lt;br /&gt;bombarding the place w nonsense and noise.&lt;br /&gt;Max with his torned $10 magic trick, me with the lame vibes jokes on Jojo and Jere, Karmila and her 'hiding' pple phone trick, Jamie and Mel teases, and more.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i bet the pple ard us are quite pissed off, but neither of us really bother.&lt;br /&gt;heh. today there were like 20 pple, good enough to form a hockey team.&lt;br /&gt;duh, we are already a hockey team but jus tt there guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;heh. so fun today again. like another fun day.&lt;br /&gt;it is so my time to enjoy today after so many late nights.&lt;br /&gt;im rewarded. tml gonna be another reward for me.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. imma gonna clubbing yo, and all my frens are gonne bounce there as well.&lt;br /&gt;wooha.&lt;br /&gt;singlehood have nv been so lasting and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;kudos to my life.&lt;br /&gt;i loveee it.&lt;br /&gt;well, back to my day, after we finish whatever in pizza hut, we walked back to capitol and havoc again.&lt;br /&gt;played stupid card games, seeing guys using eh... HUGE PLASTIC bottles to slap guys' ass as forfeit, playing drum, jokes and ya.&lt;br /&gt;Loga is damn cute although he's an indian. i think he is the far most cutest indian ive ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;anywy, Jia chen dad fetch us home. and wa la.&lt;br /&gt;i took some pic but im too lazy to post here. haah. maybe other time. :)&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt back home yet, i was hanging out w my mom and her fren downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;bored and boring. Alan msg me and i replied late as my hp is in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;darn!&lt;br /&gt;well... hahaha. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet him tml somehow.&lt;br /&gt;well pple, off i go then.&lt;br /&gt;so long! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3056023943341727909?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3056023943341727909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3056023943341727909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3056023943341727909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3056023943341727909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/08/havoc-hockey-hawks.html' title='havoc hockey hawks'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6874194164968145828</id><published>2007-08-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:57:36.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tragically madness and sadness</title><content type='html'>wad a hectic week i just been through.&lt;br /&gt;been slping less than 4-3 hrs almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;rushing projects every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Expressive illustration is getting me becoming a dead organism walking.&lt;br /&gt;pop up book is a killer!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, today 3rd of August is Chichi birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy 19th birthday my sweetie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;may all ya wishes come true aite.&lt;br /&gt;life's gonna be a little rough but i bet it's gonna be better, jus hang on.&lt;br /&gt;well... so fast we are all 19th already.&lt;br /&gt;man. we gonna hit the number 2 digit next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DREAD THAT !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why isnt life a neverland ?&lt;br /&gt;why isnt life a happy story like in the children books ?&lt;br /&gt;why isnt life is as liberal like the statue of liberty ?&lt;br /&gt;why isnt life as calm as the bottom of the sea ?&lt;br /&gt;why isnt life as humble as the trees in the forest ?&lt;br /&gt;and why am i asking so much?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, life's lotsa whys and after the whys, there no answers to it.&lt;br /&gt;its jus mystery of whys.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;eh, let's get back.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt attend Chi's birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry babe. hope u are not mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go because i really really wan to go baybeats.&lt;br /&gt;i missed it for the past 2 years and i dun wanna miss it this year.&lt;br /&gt;hope u understand. Music and gigs is my second life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i went along w my poly frens.&lt;br /&gt;woohooo...&lt;br /&gt;so many pple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There are me, ping, eulisa, amelia, meiyen, sam, jon, mark, luke, hongwen, justin, qihao and more! others like stancy, Justin Ong, andrew, kim , chai and ben also ther but nv really hang out. jus slack ard while w them.&lt;br /&gt;nv been out with so my poly mates before. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;eversince im single, i mingle well w almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;during the concert, everyone is standing, i felt tt theres no kick jus standing behind watching.&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna mosh w the music.&lt;br /&gt;so me and meiyen went to join in the hype infront.&lt;br /&gt;it stinks inside man,  the stench of gruesome sweat of guys. some would even rub past u.&lt;br /&gt;how gross it that.&lt;br /&gt;well. many local bands were there. they played vry well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i didnt get any merchandise from there thou. too busy enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;anywy, i went moshing.&lt;br /&gt;last song of the day so we decided to join in the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;we got pushed into the bloddy shit of mess by someone behind us.&lt;br /&gt;u cant imagine wad we are doin.&lt;br /&gt;jumping around, pushing people, get pushed, flying around like a dummy doll.&lt;br /&gt;man. it was a totall madness.&lt;br /&gt;alas, and i couldnt balance and fall onto the ground head landing first hard,&lt;br /&gt;Meiyen fell too, she landed on me.&lt;br /&gt;all happen so quick.&lt;br /&gt;the weight on me esp on my head was really unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;down there it felt like i was trapped in debris of collasp building.&lt;br /&gt;jus helplessly lying there, i couldnt move but i can see the legs of pple still smoshing.&lt;br /&gt;i was hopin it was a dream down there.&lt;br /&gt;so scary at tt instance, i felt so numbed and traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;then, the next moment i was floating out. Security guard saved us.&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;it took me a few seconds to get back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;the bang gave me a new 2 bumps on my head.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;however, moshing is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder guys enjoyed it so much.&lt;br /&gt;but it really dangerous and there's so much pple body surfing, throwing of stuff, and rough gustures.&lt;br /&gt;not raelly for girls but hack.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anwy, after which we walk ard town. IN CIRCLES.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to sam.&lt;br /&gt;blind leading the blind.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... wen to lau pa sa to eat. talk sooo much cock there.&lt;br /&gt;in school although we got crap, but not as much as tt day n w so many pple.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;so fun.&lt;br /&gt;nv been so crazy for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, so many things still go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon i woke up. and i wan to feed my hamster.&lt;br /&gt;to my dismay, i wanna wake my fav hamster up.&lt;br /&gt;'Pudding' looks asleep but he wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;he passed away.&lt;br /&gt;:( its all my fault i think.&lt;br /&gt;i miss it so much now. i love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;it was a birthday present for my birthday from my ex-bf ben.&lt;br /&gt;now it is gone.&lt;br /&gt;i miss it's big round black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;hope it's doin well in the netherworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the memory of my cute pudding.&lt;br /&gt; 2006 - 2007.&lt;br /&gt;may u rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6874194164968145828?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6874194164968145828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6874194164968145828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6874194164968145828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6874194164968145828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/08/tragically-madness-and-sadness.html' title='tragically madness and sadness'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-1264358393841415630</id><published>2007-07-23T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T18:40:50.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umbrella a-la -a-la.</title><content type='html'>Well well well!&lt;br /&gt;back here, ive been busy with school work as usual.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore one more hobby getting into me.&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing... !!!&lt;br /&gt;phuture, phuture, phuture and mos.&lt;br /&gt;im so becoming a total clubber now. (oh no....! this is bad)&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe because i think i feel empty in me and school work stress level is pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, i got myself intoxicated by clubbing the pain away.&lt;br /&gt;it works pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a number of same pple in clubs.&lt;br /&gt;Mark Lim, he's always there.&lt;br /&gt;Don Poh, OH GREAT, he dun recognise me and till YingQi told him im Christina. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Ying Qi and.. shit.. forgotten her name. XD&lt;br /&gt;Matthew and few other pple. oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;phuture is my second playground now.&lt;br /&gt;life jus seems so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotto know some guy there.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, i feel that he's just charmless and unimpressive.&lt;br /&gt;Jus another average guy trying to get fresh w the girls like its forever.&lt;br /&gt;After a long while, i find him pretty becoming.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt dance with him thou. wad for!&lt;br /&gt;jus mingle around getting the party started.&lt;br /&gt;when the lights got back and we have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;his fren got my number instead.&lt;br /&gt;and the next day i got HIS msg.&lt;br /&gt;he's actaully pretty adorable.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;but im in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;bad love trouble or triangle is the right term.&lt;br /&gt;he got a gf!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;i have to back off now, although i heard him and her aint going so well.&lt;br /&gt;Being 3rd party is a nono for me.&lt;br /&gt;well, victim of love again. wad can i do.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOS SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, it sucks outta my soul tt i have left.&lt;br /&gt;the bar is slow and corked up.&lt;br /&gt;the crowd there is CMI and the song there is zzz.&lt;br /&gt;i practically on my Sleep Mode on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;i'll nv go there again!&lt;br /&gt;it sucks more than it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la...........&lt;br /&gt;umbrella a-la -a-la.&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-1264358393841415630?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/1264358393841415630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=1264358393841415630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1264358393841415630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1264358393841415630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/07/umbrella-la-la.html' title='umbrella a-la -a-la.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-1867968489527418089</id><published>2007-07-08T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:15.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live   ●  ●  ●  ▬  ▬  ▬  ●  ●  ●   Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084544447418268754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Ro_uPGEM_FI/AAAAAAAAACE/eKFJAu_aXBk/s320/live.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Live ● ● ● ▬ ▬ ▬ ● ● ● Earth !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.7.07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo....!!&lt;br /&gt;anywy, i slept most of my day away today!&lt;br /&gt;wth, so many people called my handphone and even my house phone,&lt;br /&gt;yet i'm still sleeping like a log in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;GOD. am i that tired ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywy, baahs! so called wasted my day... slping.&lt;br /&gt;After knowing tt it's 5.&lt;br /&gt;I hurried, get changed and went out!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna catch the gig man.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but it ended with sucha disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore aint tt high for such gigs yo.&lt;br /&gt;Town today was kinda rockin as there's like cosplyers walking ard.&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting,&lt;br /&gt;seeing people wearing &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;i wore &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084547226262109298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Ro_ww2EM_HI/AAAAAAAAACU/MwIAejpa68A/s320/live+earth+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The SO CALLED GIG.&lt;br /&gt;wth... fuck la, i was being tricked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mf.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whatsoever... but...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be part of the movement and support live earth!&lt;br /&gt;SOS.&lt;br /&gt;save our soul, save our planet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, chi and Hanchuan hanged out in town.&lt;br /&gt;later joined by Faisal and we are&lt;br /&gt;self "high" at the Ps there watchin Live Earth telecast&lt;br /&gt;well, it's down and boo.&lt;br /&gt;However we enjoyed oursleves even thou.&lt;br /&gt;We fooled, we grooved, we sang, we joked, we laughed, we took photos, we siao-ed and more!&lt;br /&gt;Today was not as bored as i thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;and STUPID FAISAL!&lt;br /&gt;he forgotten to bring the helmet, if not i can hanged out late and he could ride me home.&lt;br /&gt;basket.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, dont just wear green, but please help to save earth.&lt;br /&gt;When u leave ya com screen on but not using. OFF it.&lt;br /&gt;Recycle a can, it could helps to regenerate electricity for tv to operate 3 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;if each of us recycle ya trash 10%. We save reduce our rubbish in... (forgot). haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and CYCLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A N S W E R T H E C A L L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084546530477407330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Ro_wIWEM_GI/AAAAAAAAACM/_dTvrdPDZ0U/s320/live+earth+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WE WORE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being supportive to live earth and helping mother earth as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084548248464325762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Ro_xsWEM_II/AAAAAAAAACc/OTQo-DOwA_M/s320/live+earth+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh well, if they are wearing &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;This picture gonna be perfect!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084549618558893202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Ro_y8GEM_JI/AAAAAAAAACk/pTBWw5si39g/s320/live+earth+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think we are the only one tt hyper there. MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084550073825426594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Ro_zWmEM_KI/AAAAAAAAACs/aNJIo_8teEE/s320/live+earth+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I CAUGHT CHESTER SCREAMING!&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;LP ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that's all folk!&lt;br /&gt;im still watching live earth... in the comfort of my home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-1867968489527418089?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/1867968489527418089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=1867968489527418089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1867968489527418089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1867968489527418089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/07/live-earth.html' title='Live   ●  ●  ●  ▬  ▬  ▬  ●  ●  ●   Earth'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Ro_uPGEM_FI/AAAAAAAAACE/eKFJAu_aXBk/s72-c/live.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-6912901874035750904</id><published>2007-07-03T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:15.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vortex again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;today school was boring as its just consultation.&lt;br /&gt;Ferdi commented that my photos are arty and can be used, and if needed,extra photoraphy shoots are needed.&lt;br /&gt;Aww man, and we are practically given less den 2 days to do our final advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;man, Ferdi is really limitating our time and pushing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, right after school i headed to bishan and met up Kelvin the playboy again.&lt;br /&gt;We had agreed to come back today to play vortex again.&lt;br /&gt;Met up Yong Kiang today, gosh, he look different totally.&lt;br /&gt;Back then, he was tall and bonnie.&lt;br /&gt;Now, he is damn built up.&lt;br /&gt;from no cup to A cup size chest. wuuhuhahuahuha...&lt;br /&gt;Can match up with Huikee's sia. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Chi take on the Vortex again, this time with Kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;He's sucha boster at times, cant stand him.&lt;br /&gt;The first spinning direction is kinda scary, cause our seat spins another roundings while in 360 spinning.&lt;br /&gt;Still dont get it ?&lt;br /&gt;Here's is a vid of it, it's taken by some other pple.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just use this as example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ij30j-6M04"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ij30j-6M04" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vortex &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the rides, Chi havta go as she's watching Movie w Yong Kiang at AMK hub, and i'm left w Kelvin. We wanted to watch movie together too and is his treat!&lt;br /&gt;However, the cinema is friggin packed.&lt;br /&gt;like barcodes.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;i miss bun badly, dont not why.&lt;br /&gt;So we met up later in tpy.&lt;br /&gt;well, i couldnt resist giving hug.&lt;br /&gt;so ya.&lt;br /&gt;after so long we finally met again, and he looked so untaken care of.&lt;br /&gt;Worned out, with newly brown dyed hair, darken tanned skinned, dirt finger nails, poor face conditions and dont forget, he beginning to be spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if only love found us back, he wont be like this.&lt;br /&gt;aaaah! why should i care abt him anywy!&lt;br /&gt;we are already gone.&lt;br /&gt;sad. but true.&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting to be love deprived of something. nutcase.&lt;br /&gt;And he can felt tt tt i still love him lots, so he asked me why.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm like " ? ? ? ? ? "&lt;br /&gt;huh wad? wad do u wan me to reply ?&lt;br /&gt;i love u because i love u ?&lt;br /&gt;love got no reasons can.&lt;br /&gt;Actually in fact, i also asked myself why. -. -&lt;br /&gt;stupid cupid's bow still stubbornly stucked in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home after 12.&lt;br /&gt;no mood for work.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with frens and tease You Quan again.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;He's my "baby", not.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RolKkWEM_EI/AAAAAAAAAB8/wvylr8Itqe4/s1600-h/youquan%27s+con.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082675642723269698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RolKkWEM_EI/AAAAAAAAAB8/wvylr8Itqe4/s320/youquan%27s+con.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering why i called him baby. Read his sub-nick.&lt;br /&gt;hoho!&lt;br /&gt;im teasing to please myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-6912901874035750904?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/6912901874035750904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=6912901874035750904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6912901874035750904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/6912901874035750904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/07/vortex-again.html' title='vortex again.'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RolKkWEM_EI/AAAAAAAAAB8/wvylr8Itqe4/s72-c/youquan%27s+con.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3763504064195587397</id><published>2007-07-01T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:16.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy tormenting day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was suppose to rush down to artfriend at town ard 1030, but unfortunatly i slept at 5 ytd so couldnt wake up on time. (like usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which , i scurried off to artfriend with Cheryl to buy my stuff for the photoshoot project. Meanwhile we also took a little time off shopping too.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gathering all the stuff i needed, i hurried back to have my shoot.&lt;br /&gt;Miao came to be my model ( 2 thumbs up )&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i suppose to run the MILK marathon today, however, because of this bloody project, i have to forsaken it.&lt;br /&gt;And Chi Chi ended up running with her sis.&lt;br /&gt;man, i missed it all. arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO SORRY CHI CHI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt meant to left u running 'alone'&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard something abt him again.&lt;br /&gt;well, this time wadeva i heard sucked up.&lt;br /&gt;and im hell not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like clubbing now.&lt;br /&gt;and dance my sorrow away.&lt;br /&gt;feeling tired and smoked relieve me from thinking about tt slut snatching away my love.&lt;br /&gt;it is happening to me again.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;please,&lt;br /&gt;Would you have the guts to say " "I don't love you, Like I loved you yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E n d m y t o r m e n t - my inside are turning ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bitch! you'll burn and hell with u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;my life is a shithole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes, i asked myself why did this happened?&lt;br /&gt;Am i the cause of this?&lt;br /&gt;i know my temper sucks, i've learned and I'm trying to control it now.&lt;br /&gt;everybody have their flaws.&lt;br /&gt;dont pushed me away because of this.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i dont wan this to ended in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Who dont hope for a "happily ever after" ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is for you my love one, then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyMVkYFxgME"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyMVkYFxgME" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Kelvin met up me again, and i know tt he's a playboy.&lt;br /&gt;Aaint my kind for me to mingle with, hence im kinda nasty to him.&lt;br /&gt;It is also kinda weirdsome for him to find me.&lt;br /&gt;He's bun's good fren and he resembles bun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i cant stand looking at him sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;MUCH GRATITUDE AND GRATEFULNESS TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHERYL GAN&lt;/strong&gt; - thanks for u giving ideas and helping me in all the sei kang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HENG XIN MIAO &lt;/strong&gt;- you are wonderful model! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If wouldn't for you guys, my photoshoot wouldnt be so fun and successful.&lt;br /&gt;i love u guys!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the photos we took after i finish my project photoshoot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RofqAWEM_AI/AAAAAAAAABc/IgZqWvO_NaE/s1600-h/exDi+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082287996155001858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RofqAWEM_AI/AAAAAAAAABc/IgZqWvO_NaE/s320/exDi+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scary aint it :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RofrKmEM_CI/AAAAAAAAABs/WOFYy_gFdjE/s1600-h/exDi+302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082289271760288802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RofrKmEM_CI/AAAAAAAAABs/WOFYy_gFdjE/s320/exDi+302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look like somewhat a mask party.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeet~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Rofqw2EM_BI/AAAAAAAAABk/dq1Ucglt2bs/s1600-h/exDi+295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082288829378657298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/Rofqw2EM_BI/AAAAAAAAABk/dq1Ucglt2bs/s320/exDi+295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crazy again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RofrpmEM_DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Yq3YX0hw2ZU/s1600-h/exDi+311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082289804336233522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RofrpmEM_DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Yq3YX0hw2ZU/s320/exDi+311.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Incredible tales! we caught a ghost wandering above us!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;( i make a great spirit XD )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3763504064195587397?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3763504064195587397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3763504064195587397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3763504064195587397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3763504064195587397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/07/busy-tormenting-day.html' title='busy tormenting day'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RofqAWEM_AI/AAAAAAAAABc/IgZqWvO_NaE/s72-c/exDi+179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-7650988441168734523</id><published>2007-06-30T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:17.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday lin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY LIN &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; ! " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic nineteen to you ya.&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated her birthday new york new york .&lt;br /&gt;Ate a scrumptious dinner, i felt that the food there is just alright. Nothing much special abt it but i have no idea why so many people are qeuing up for it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we bought Lin the pink tube dress that she ha desired for.&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting the birthday cake tt ended up with 16 candles instead of nineteen.&lt;br /&gt;The cake looks kinda horrid to me. But it tasted like Brownis cake, and i love brownie cake.&lt;br /&gt;not bad to me, however for the rest it tasted like "Hua Kue" instead.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;After we finish our NY NY. we headed back home as almost everyone is ei busy with their beloved boyfren or they were too tired. BUT I JUST DUN FEEL LIKE GOING HOME!&lt;br /&gt;i holla few fren unfortuantely all were preoccupied. SoB!&lt;br /&gt;the older we grow, thing gets less exciting for us.&lt;br /&gt;wth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;NY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;here are some pics...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081873768034138994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZxRGEM-3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/YGAtxcs0t9A/s200/IMG_0418%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; my darling - Min Hui, Jolene and Hui Kee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(MIAO U NV COME! IDIOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081876293474909058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZzkGEM-4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8vZSDCiZJgw/s200/IMG_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Horny Hui Kee must be fantasasing with the candy floss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081877685044312978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZ01GEM-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/-j104AhGzDk/s200/IMG_0423.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lin's baby Lester! Candid shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081878655706921890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZ1tmEM-6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Xd_0lkwN0so/s200/IMG_0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Group shot 1 by the manager &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(who wanted to steal my cam!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081879231232539570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZ2PGEM-7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/ltwzs17VscM/s200/IMG_0431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kudos toour guitar man Junyan, he shot this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081880837550308290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZ3smEM-8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/p3EnmpE5KBU/s200/IMG_0440.jpg" border="0" /&gt; People from NYsinging happy birthday song to Lin.&lt;br /&gt;much more alike to a bullet train rap. so fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081881872637426642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZ4o2EM-9I/AAAAAAAAABE/6zfprRvRxMA/s200/IMG_0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the main cast couple for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(aint they look alike!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081883448890424290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZ6EmEM--I/AAAAAAAAABM/CUyv9iG4LPQ/s200/IMG_0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;extra Huikee trying to be the limelight. 2 birthday girls instead.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081884148970093554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZ6tWEM-_I/AAAAAAAAABU/4U5kBGGFoyE/s200/IMG_0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my piece of cake!&lt;br /&gt;piece of cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, im almost drained out on Ferdi work (experimetal Digital imaging)&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO BRILLANT IDEAS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO DO MY EMOTIONAL PHOTOGRAPHY!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT!&lt;br /&gt;SO LITTL TIME!&lt;br /&gt;zzz... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i am so stress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&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/19247451-7650988441168734523?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/7650988441168734523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=7650988441168734523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7650988441168734523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/7650988441168734523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-baby-lin-fantastic.html' title='happy birthday lin!'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoZxRGEM-3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/YGAtxcs0t9A/s72-c/IMG_0418%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-8878624564836193305</id><published>2007-06-30T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:22:08.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>360 fun</title><content type='html'>i woke up for late to school today.&lt;br /&gt;lesson starts at 1230, and i woke up at 1230.&lt;br /&gt;like wad the hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys, i went to school for my experimetal DI class consultation.&lt;br /&gt;Ferdi told us the emotion value is the most impt thing in our photography shots.&lt;br /&gt;im actually damn blank abt it.&lt;br /&gt;stress out is the word.&lt;br /&gt;weekends i have all my stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;where m i gonna take all my time for photography, however so, i still havta fork some time out as it dues on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faisal asked me out later at night when i am almost into my usual napping.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to the UK funfair.&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Like usual, he met me downstairs and rode there.&lt;br /&gt;i holla chi to tag along, and head on to play the "VORTEX"&lt;br /&gt;just like wad we have planned a few weeks earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Awwmman... helluva fun.&lt;br /&gt;fucking breathtaking ride that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It spins u ard 360 back and forth for 3-5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and i jus couldnt stop screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Chi and i jus squeeze each other hands practically when the ride starts.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do it again.&lt;br /&gt;prolly the last day of it.&lt;br /&gt;After all that fun and screaming, i realised i have actually let out all my stress.&lt;br /&gt;wooohooo.&lt;br /&gt;you'd do it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it works. and it rocks socks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-8878624564836193305?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/8878624564836193305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=8878624564836193305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/8878624564836193305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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banded itself to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;i looked ard and i saw this football next to me rolling.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;it landed beside me out of nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;i looked up and saw a bunch of kids.&lt;br /&gt;darn kids, i dun wanna be squash by a football.&lt;br /&gt;pissed off, i took their ball and threw it away somewhere down the road.&lt;br /&gt;asshole kids, play football at the court la.&lt;br /&gt;why needed be at the 12th floor.&lt;br /&gt;if it hit someone, it aint gonna look good man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOTBALL DOES KILL.&lt;br /&gt;--.--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-7976438631343877303?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/7976438631343877303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3422212499057106246</id><published>2007-06-26T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T02:29:30.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch is starting, so is stress</title><content type='html'>well, i got back my internet already.&lt;br /&gt;Have been slacking for the past 2 weeks as there nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;I realised i havta buck up now learning more myself again.&lt;br /&gt;well, stress gonna come soon.&lt;br /&gt;too soon. or maybe it's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been clubbing for the past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;fun. boring. both la. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3422212499057106246?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-3900219439251684972</id><published>2007-06-08T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:36:17.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoAKWc_WFRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aJtAplEmXlc/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080071760529200402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoAKWc_WFRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aJtAplEmXlc/s200/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hellos here again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, been working happily in Avant Garden for 10 weeks already.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, today is my last day.&lt;br /&gt;SOB.&lt;br /&gt;all good things will come to an end one day.&lt;br /&gt;like a beautiful flower withered in a blisk on snow.&lt;br /&gt;I will definately miss this place esp disturbing everybody including my boss.&lt;br /&gt;(dont kill me!)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, parting sucks helluva time however life must move on.&lt;br /&gt;learn alot of things here that i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;met alot of great people here that i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;had memories that i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, pardon me for my bosses on pondering on my crudeness in blog.&lt;br /&gt;i blog when i'm really mad.&lt;br /&gt;i have to vent out my anger, if not i m vent out on somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;heh. heh.&lt;br /&gt;Avantgarden great people are Chris ( the peacock) Yaoming ( I AM A TOMATOE )&lt;br /&gt;James ( 27yrs old - look like school boy guy) and not forgetting Jasmine! (her stomach is as small as a fist i think) and interns like Guan Hong (the IT geek) and You Qiuan (the tall guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if any of u are wondering wad is happening to my pathetic shoutbox.&lt;br /&gt;It's being invaded by my boss and colleage.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHS. used my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH U .&lt;br /&gt;@*$(&lt;a href="mailto:&amp;@!(%"&gt;&amp;amp;@!(%&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;@&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody from Avantgarden reading this,&lt;br /&gt;must remeber me always k.&lt;br /&gt;when im gone.&lt;br /&gt;There's some one less to eat your food, mess with the books, laugh loudly and disturb u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahhs...............&lt;br /&gt;run outta words.&lt;br /&gt;OH. The present is wonderful, i appreciates it very much.&lt;br /&gt;i love it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so long my keyboard, my monitor screen,&lt;br /&gt;my pink slipper, my cup and hmmm... everyone here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic of my ass crazy colleages.&lt;br /&gt;rock on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-3900219439251684972?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/3900219439251684972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=3900219439251684972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3900219439251684972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/3900219439251684972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/06/hellos-here-again-oh-wells-been-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obyfDXUX24o/RoAKWc_WFRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aJtAplEmXlc/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-5403529272928017558</id><published>2007-05-04T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:46:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame clueless and busy entry</title><content type='html'>Oh hello there blog.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a very long time since i leave something readable here&lt;br /&gt;eh okay it's not very long, but still long.&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;hello there.&lt;br /&gt;okies. this is crap again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright, i'll stop my bull again and i shall start a proper blog.&lt;br /&gt;im having internship now as the moment i'm typing too.&lt;br /&gt;I IN THE OFFICE YO!&lt;br /&gt;my feet are cold now, and i'm wiggling it.&lt;br /&gt;Im having internship in this DesignFirm called AvantGarden at chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up everyday morning feels like shit.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it doesnt either.&lt;br /&gt;okies, this is crap again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . .  . 6 hours just past.&lt;br /&gt;now's is 15 mins to 8.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote my entry halfway and got back to work.&lt;br /&gt;and later 910pm imma gonna catch spidey on the move in the movie screen.&lt;br /&gt;aite. gonna fly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-5403529272928017558?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/5403529272928017558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=5403529272928017558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5403529272928017558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5403529272928017558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/05/lame-clueless-and-busy-entry.html' title='lame clueless and busy entry'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-1496250658168835032</id><published>2007-03-27T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T02:14:10.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>famous last words - F.YOU!</title><content type='html'>the world never stop spinning even though some people like is in a shithole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed it didn. Therefore the sun will definately come out one fine day, guding magical lights onto pathways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is shit, so is my love.&lt;br /&gt;he so contridicting, he could be so mad over his bloodie face and pride.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO, PRIDE CAN OFFER U A LIVING IS IT.&lt;br /&gt;commenting the nastiest and ridiculous comments that had ever came out from his trap.&lt;br /&gt;HE SHOUTED THE MOST "ARGHS" THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he should be down at the mercy chair before God now, pleading for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do think sometimes this was triggered because of me, but it really a partial cause of it now. The fuckin problem really lies with him and he didn even feel it!&lt;br /&gt;after tt fuckin day, he can blame me everything even thou he's in the fuckin wrong. and THAT BITCH, you watch ya back. Offended someone like Christina is a worst thing u could ever commit in your life.&lt;br /&gt;YES, AGREE, THOSE PPLE WHOSE READING THIS??&lt;br /&gt;After whatever he said,hurt and damaged us further, the next day he can just come simply back to me, saying he misses me and tell me he still love me merely through msgin and there's&lt;br /&gt;NO ACTION.&lt;br /&gt;action speck louder than words MR.BRAINLESS&lt;br /&gt;fuck off la, im nt ya toy please.&lt;br /&gt;happy happy, say dun love me.&lt;br /&gt;lonely lonely, say i love u.&lt;br /&gt;are u regretting now? is it before u left me or when u said those nasty words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan a patch ?&lt;br /&gt;u didn even ask and expect me to understand ya underlying msg and be back with u?&lt;br /&gt;try to mine gold out of your toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;simply means, try harder and it's kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad he did to me the past few days is too absurd.&lt;br /&gt;and when im trying to talk some sense outta him, he retaliated and became negative and again, claim stuff tt's "ARGHS"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you!&lt;br /&gt;im saying this again&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb, but becoming dumber is wad he is now.&lt;br /&gt;YES, U MR BRAINLESS.&lt;br /&gt;Although i still love him, but the feelings is nt the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;like a strickled matchstick that've burned away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;airhead mathuufucker.&lt;br /&gt;he wanna ask me out and can even say "if I free den i call u out"&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ? U FREE DEN U CALL ME OUT ?&lt;br /&gt;not  must make yaself free to go out with me ?&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck it this u shithole?&lt;br /&gt;u wanna patch back with me with this faggot attitude of yours?&lt;br /&gt;oh, i forgot, i didnt name you MR.BRAINLESS for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i cursed alot when im feeling really fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;getting over him now is not as bad now.&lt;br /&gt;I have always looked at a bright side of breakup at times too. even thou u lost one of ya love one dearly, but many came and stood around u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends is always hiding at a little corner of your heart, emerging when in need. Isnt it sweet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot Lin , Miao and Huikee.&lt;br /&gt;i love u guys alot.&lt;br /&gt;Lin talked alot about how stupid she was last time and ask me not to be like her. i agree with her that we, women are stupid when comes to loving a man. Huikee, u are so mean while lecturing me, but u care for me and i understand it. Miao, is sweet and showering ove when i felt so unloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 are like powerpuff girls. OH. they really are.&lt;br /&gt;Huikee will be the buttercup, Lin is Blossom and Miao is Bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually do still love him, but realised not much anymore. He's a changed man, to someone scary and strange, oh.. and brainless. i think i jus need some time to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;forget, and get on.&lt;br /&gt;find other better cute guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is a song that can really tell how i felt. By: my chemical romance - famous last words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8bbTtPL1jRs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I know&lt;br /&gt;That I can’t make you stay&lt;br /&gt;But where’s your heart&lt;br /&gt;But where’s your heart&lt;br /&gt;But where’s your...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing I could say&lt;br /&gt;To change that part&lt;br /&gt;To change that part&lt;br /&gt;To change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many&lt;br /&gt;Bright lights been cast a shadow&lt;br /&gt;But can I speak?&lt;br /&gt;Well is it hard understanding&lt;br /&gt;I’m incomplete&lt;br /&gt;A life that’s so demanding&lt;br /&gt;I get so weak&lt;br /&gt;And all their souls are burning&lt;br /&gt;I can’t speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I’ll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are shining bright&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m out here&lt;br /&gt;On the other side&lt;br /&gt;Of the jet black hotel mirror&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so weak&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard understanding&lt;br /&gt;I’m incomplete&lt;br /&gt;And all their souls are burning&lt;br /&gt;I get weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I’ll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I’ll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**These bright lights have&lt;br /&gt;always blinded me&lt;br /&gt;These bright lights have&lt;br /&gt;always blinded me**&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;With words I thought I’d never speak&lt;br /&gt;Awake and unafraid&lt;br /&gt;Asleep or dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-1496250658168835032?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/1496250658168835032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=1496250658168835032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1496250658168835032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/1496250658168835032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/03/famous-last-words-fyou.html' title='famous last words - F.YOU!'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-5655513694317052630</id><published>2007-03-22T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:55:33.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suicide</title><content type='html'>i cant believe we ended up just like this.&lt;br /&gt;how could this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he jus changed and dun love me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;how can this happen overnight?&lt;br /&gt;im so hurt and lost.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-5655513694317052630?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/5655513694317052630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=5655513694317052630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5655513694317052630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/5655513694317052630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/03/suicide.html' title='suicide'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4305252036000865100</id><published>2007-03-07T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T04:24:03.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only</title><content type='html'>"  -if only god made me a simple girl that dont ask more than life.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life and days just feel more like motherlode, &lt;br /&gt;during the period of existence on the world, we neverendlessly mining for profitable materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skills, skills, and more skills.&lt;br /&gt;money money and more money.&lt;br /&gt;clothes, clothes and more clothes.&lt;br /&gt;gadges, gadges and more gadges.&lt;br /&gt;friends, friends and more friends.&lt;br /&gt;companies, companies and more companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, smartest organisms on earth is always yearning for more for our bound-less satisfactory. This is what is happening to me now.&lt;br /&gt;Been so corked up in finding internship companies... (and WAITING)&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for answers from Momorobo and SPH, meanwhile being consume in suspense with time. MAN. i'm left with no more time. suck it.&lt;br /&gt;this is really rotting for me.&lt;br /&gt;and while waiting, i still have to looked for more.&lt;br /&gt;i think im born with a bad life.&lt;br /&gt;money is another issue. bahs.&lt;br /&gt;y does design have to revolves ard money most of the time too.&lt;br /&gt;If only there' "if only" on Earth and everybody would be happily rich and no poverty and war. Where dreams come true and nightmare are fiction. &lt;br /&gt;i realised about my entires on blog, i talked more about what i think and thought about life and design sucha stuff. I dont go into much details about what i ate for today, or what i did.&lt;br /&gt;i just... it nt my kinda thing to write i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really longed for a CANON DSLR EOS 400D and a Apple Mac Pro book.&lt;br /&gt;I also want a holga cam or any Lomography cam.&lt;br /&gt;damn. AND NOT FORGETTING WACOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz, i guess i need a hot rich pimp to get hold all this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore has no such hot pimps. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;how about those ci-ko-pek uncles? &lt;br /&gt;if only everybody died, even me. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4305252036000865100?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4305252036000865100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4305252036000865100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4305252036000865100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4305252036000865100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-only_07.html' title='if only'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-4070239953027647254</id><published>2007-03-05T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:17:16.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirt of the days</title><content type='html'>dirt of the days &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger is getting on my nerve these time as i cant seems to log in everytime, hence pardon my lack of update friends, people or foes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened so quickly and past.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly it was problems with my poly friends, and apparently i fall out with one of my closest friend, we hanged out since sem 1 and shared opinions, thoughts and even secrets. It's been shocking and hurtful for me about the mail he replied me. Well, nv knew he would be that mean and frank, saying i was childish coward or whatsoever. Everyone has their childish coward time, isnt it ? didnt you? ( yes you!) , and its not up to him to judge. Nv talked or see him since then and he couldnt even care less and why should i? i have been at his side when he felt that the world had it's turn back on him but i didnt. But when i feel that the world's back is already facing me, where is he? It's been sucha waste of this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, me and ben fought over sometime and unfortunately broke up the first time after so long. Friends and love slashing at me at the same time, giving me a deep sharp wound pn my physically and mentally. And not forgetting the bloody workload pilling on me giving more uneccesary pressure. i felt like doomsday is nearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt exactly what i felt back then a few year ago, the pain was so clear and heavy till i could feel and recognised it. Im so lost, hopeless and at the verge of breaking down becoming nothing less but a broken doll. Its really do felt like what ive been through the suffering of the 1st most torturing break up ever. GOD. It felt like a nut just locked into my heart and even my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think i cant breath i cant sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems more like death to me afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Where there no shiny day, no rainbow, no colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i turned to were my secondary sch sistas.&lt;br /&gt;Well, till this very day, i still rmb clearly who stood by me when i'm crying over that stupid jackass animal. It was them who brought back Mr sun, kite out the rainbow and painted my visions. Darlings like Lin , Miao and Huikee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miao helped me throught the this time, she always so optimistic about life and friends. how i hoped i could be like her. :) Thanks alot my baby cat. meooow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, Me and Ben have got back together now, we just couldnt live past any day without each other. He's like my soul and I'm like his. How can a body live with it's soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being through the pain, love for him felt so true and real. Like what a quote goes "no pain no gain" And i dun wanna go through the pain again. Although i always labelled him as stupid and dumb or what so ever, they are just alphabets formed together to get words. It means something but it doesnt mean it meant to the person as called.&lt;br /&gt;He in fact kind of perfect to me in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy, i saw this video on you tube. It's realy touches my heart, like a hand came and unscrew the nut that had previously locked into it. And i loveee the song and watched it over and over again. It made me felt that even though life's cruel and merciless, there are still light amoung us which would brighten our day. Take such instance, this video. As its gonna light you very moment now. Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like everybody comes together and celebrates life and harmonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salutes to P E A C E and kill war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-4070239953027647254?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/4070239953027647254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=4070239953027647254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4070239953027647254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/4070239953027647254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/2007/03/dirt-of-days_8403.html' title='dirt of the days'/><author><name>Cristhinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07272323993987167038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b287/PangPunkster/PNkRkSMALL.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19247451.post-117060493516707583</id><published>2007-02-04T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:02:15.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drown bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5577/1901/1600/446681/drunkbottlenew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5577/1901/320/298281/drunkbottlenew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"drown yaself a bottle of alcohol when life's a goner"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my lastest illustration ive done recently, it was for my 'Alternative Process and Darkroom Techniqes'&lt;br /&gt;i got my inspiration from the common little things in life; a bottle of liqour. Well... i dont drink or i dunno how to appreciate alcohol, hence i feels tt drinking is actually kinda drowning yaself situation as u keep pouring down liters of liquid down ya glutter and for a certain time ya kidney aint fast enough to make u pee them out. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it simply speak itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19247451-117060493516707583?l=nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothinginadaybutblack.blogspot.com/feeds/117060493516707583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19247451&amp;postID=117060493516707583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19247451/posts/default/117060493516707583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blog
