<?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-6359648782262680377</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:27:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crystal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3965905185017412258</id><published>2009-03-15T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:26:22.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RELINKED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.midnight-carousels.blogspot.com"&gt;www.midnight-carousels.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been so since, January.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-3965905185017412258?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3965905185017412258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3965905185017412258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3965905185017412258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3965905185017412258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2009/03/relinked.html' title='RELINKED!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3623192295133774154</id><published>2009-01-11T02:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:16:25.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SWjjKdbLn0I/AAAAAAAAASA/PKMBoMHC3gE/s1600-h/Chloe+smiling+happily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SWjjKdbLn0I/AAAAAAAAASA/PKMBoMHC3gE/s320/Chloe+smiling+happily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289727531183480642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi person-i-know-who (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i dont know what to post bout? so this post shall be a post to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha k, start thanking me now ;D (as you devour your ben and jerrys chocolate fudge brownie ice cream!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my mind- being sec3 isnt a boring thing, after all (= [but now sec4s are! too bad ;p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite late, and i am not over with my sugar rush yet, AND there's so much homework, piling up on my desk! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall attempt to revive my blog if you revive yours, first! (= shouldnt be too hard for you ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fingers are numb so i guess this is enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crystal. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg no!!! i didnt meant to lie ): i really thought that its like 200-ish already? i wont want to lie for six times ): i havent been so! be nice and say it's alright, wont you ? :D pleaseeee..... ): i'll let you sit on the prettiest pony/horse/carriage at the carousel? its really pretty you know (= and i was really on a carousel, not a swing! really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- and now you say that the 200 words thing was a lie ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are lying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no, you LIED. for the third time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you, lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIARRR ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep well! (since im so nice ;D)&lt;br /&gt;race you to the carousel (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-3623192295133774154?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3623192295133774154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3623192295133774154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3623192295133774154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3623192295133774154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-person-i-know-who-seriously-i-dont_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SWjjKdbLn0I/AAAAAAAAASA/PKMBoMHC3gE/s72-c/Chloe+smiling+happily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-2580187511014473026</id><published>2008-11-30T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:59:54.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since darling clara wanted (so badly) for me to post bout vjs, i shall :D&lt;br /&gt;but to think of it, there's nth much to post since i'd left right after the first debate..&lt;br /&gt;YET that does not make me a LIAR or EVIL or UN-NICE :D haha. so now i'm still second nicest!&lt;br /&gt;basically it was nice? and i cant remember anything else.. ):&lt;br /&gt;this is such a filler-ish filler! so i shall just stop here, will post again when i get back from debatecamp/beijing/councilcamp!&lt;br /&gt;oh and maybe it is cause of facebook that im neglecting this blog, lost its purpose already, since 6months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started a diary a few days ago, quite amusing to read my entries, days after i wrote them.&lt;br /&gt;oh this book yaoyuan lent me has this really nice story, it starts with a 'plan' written by a guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_78446687"&gt;如果我有一千万&lt;br /&gt;我就能买一栋房子&lt;br /&gt;我有一千万吗&lt;br /&gt;没有&lt;br /&gt;所以我仍然没有房子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我有翅膀我就能飞&lt;br /&gt;我有翅膀吗&lt;br /&gt;没有&lt;br /&gt;所有我没有办法飞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果整个太平洋的水倒出&lt;br /&gt;也浇不熄我对你爱情的火焰&lt;br /&gt;整个太平洋的水全部倒得出吗&lt;br /&gt;不行&lt;br /&gt;所以我并不爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_78446687"&gt;and ends with a 'plan' written by the girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_78446687"&gt;如果我还有一天的寿命&lt;br /&gt;那天我要做你的女友&lt;br /&gt;我还有一天的命吗&lt;br /&gt;没有&lt;br /&gt;所以很可惜我今生仍不是你的女友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我有翅膀&lt;br /&gt;我要从天堂飞下来看你&lt;br /&gt;我有翅膀吗&lt;br /&gt;没有&lt;br /&gt;所以很遗憾我从此无法再看到你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果把整个浴缸的水倒出&lt;br /&gt;也浇不熄我对你爱情的火焰&lt;br /&gt;整个浴缸的水全部倒的出吗&lt;br /&gt;可以&lt;br /&gt;所以是的我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go read it! its titled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_78446687"&gt;第一次亲密接触.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-2580187511014473026?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2580187511014473026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=2580187511014473026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2580187511014473026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2580187511014473026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/11/since-darling-clara-wanted-so-badly-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-5133912154372759620</id><published>2008-11-17T22:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:10:24.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey(: here are the photos taken on the night of C&amp;amp;D,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;really wont bear to leave 204.. its quite sad to think, how i'm typing this post now, saying how sad i am,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yet knowing there's this possibility of me just chucking all these times spent together, how i've once felt sad to part, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to the back of my mind, as memories- wonderful as they may seem, but just mere data of little significance :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nvm, there's nothing much i can do, really. so i shall just be happy at the prospect that i'll meet wonderful people in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;314&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and still have the people of 204 as my really good friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back from malacca, life's back to normal, still revolving around work and school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was really fun, all three days (: no photos though, cause i didnt bring my camera :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;day1 was the debate exhibition in this school. the moment we arrived there, we were welcomed by these students dressed in school blazers :P quite cool, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;came to know about some customs of theirs, like how they cant seat next to girls, shake a girl's hand, and things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the rest of the trip was basically touring nice places, espacially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;st. paul's hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (men playing guitar, cool breeze, pretty place) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SSF_SVemjBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/NNqUpCmDqK8/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: 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title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SSF_SVemjBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/NNqUpCmDqK8/s72-c/DSC00171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-8191360818370484302</id><published>2008-11-12T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:31:17.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Final &lt;s&gt;post&lt;/s&gt; QUIZZZ before I leave (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not going to tag anyone to do it though, just take it if you think its fun, enough :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;HERE’S MY ANSWER TO THE QUIZ. Sounds really wrong though :( haha, anyway, it’s a quiz!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;RED (lHAHA. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;b style=""&gt;our affair is over.&lt;/b&gt; I think i realized it &lt;b&gt;when I changed tennis shoes a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;t the mental hospital&lt;/b&gt; and I saw you &lt;strong&gt;sit on&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;my best friend&lt;/b&gt;. I'm sure you're &lt;b&gt;scarred&lt;/b&gt; enough to understand&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;that I did a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm returning &lt;b style=""&gt;y&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;our ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;to you, but I'll keep &lt;b style=""&gt;t&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;he oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;b style=""&gt;will tell the authorities about the incarnation as an Eskimo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;In pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;AND THIS IS THE QUIZ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;RULES: &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;How you do the Letter MEME:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your journal):I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it ___2___ ___3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___ .___12___,-Your name-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;1.What's the color of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;January - That night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;February - Last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;May - First of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Kabob - With Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Red - Insult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Lost - High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;House - Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;White - Your ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:black;" &gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;France - In pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;bye!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;p.s. I’ll be posting the photos of C&amp;amp;D once I get back from Malacca! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-8191360818370484302?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8191360818370484302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=8191360818370484302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8191360818370484302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8191360818370484302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-7328671436165820878</id><published>2008-11-10T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:09:19.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;o1. The person who tagged me is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;benjamin &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;o2. Your relationship with them(him) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;primary schoolmate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o3. Your 5 impressions of them(him) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;emo-crap, amusing, cheerfully-nice AT TIMES ( lol), {sorry i cant count, so lets just stop here before it gets hurtful k? :P ) jkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o4. The most memorable thing she/he had for you for ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;cant remember, if there’s any :P ( haha, ingrate :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o5. if they becomes your lover , you will ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;what, that’s like, N-A. (sorry!) but as what you’ve said, lover=love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o6. if they becomes your lover , things she/he has to improve on ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;stop emo-ing so so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o7. if he/she becomes your enemy , you will ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;not talk to him? But still, I don’t hate, so, count your blessings :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o8. what is it you want to tell them now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;tag me for a more interesting quiz -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o9. your overall impression of them now?&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;EMO KIDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. how do you think people around you will feel about you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;stupid-airheaded-bimbo/slight mugger-who-talks-nonsense, but hopefully those who really know me thinks otherwise (except the mugger part, its nice to be thought of as one ) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. the characters of yourself you love are ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;loving-not-hate-ish. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. the most ideal person you want to be is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;Crystal-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt; the new and improved version (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. for people that care and likes you , say something to them ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;unspoken words dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people you wish to know how they feel about you .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; 1—angeline&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2—weiren&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3—tammie&lt;br /&gt;4—yaoyuan&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5—Minqhee&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6—Benjamin&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7—Dorcas&lt;br /&gt;8—yueqi&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9—Hal&lt;br /&gt;10—yihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. who's no.6 having relationship with ?&lt;br /&gt;BENJAMIN- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;well, he doesn’t say anything bout his, COUGHS relationship(s) [or lack of :P ] but still, wont type it here even if I knew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. if no.7 &amp;amp;&amp;amp; no. 10 are together , will it be a good thing ?&lt;br /&gt;DORCAS &amp;amp; YIHUI- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;it’ll be scary if they are -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. what is no.2 studying about ?&lt;br /&gt;MINQHEE- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;triple science! (D.U.H)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. when was the last time you had a chat with no.3 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;TAMMIE- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;this afternoon ;D (bet she’s missing me already! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 wad kind of music does no.8 likes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;YUEQI- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;Chinese pop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 does no.1 have any siblings ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ANGELINE- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;yeah, a sister (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 will you woo no. 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;TAMMIE- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;definitely, if I’m les, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 how about no.7 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;DORCAS- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;ditto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 is no.4 single ?&lt;br /&gt;YAOYUAN- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;haha, let’s try asking him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 what is the surname of no.5 ?&lt;br /&gt;MINQHEE- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 what is a hobby of no.10 ?&lt;br /&gt;YIHUI- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;volleyball!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 does no.5 and no.9 get along well ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;MINQHEE &amp;amp; HAL- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;they probably don’t even know each other (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 where no.2 studying at ?&lt;br /&gt;WEIREN- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;hwachong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 where does no.9 lives ?&lt;br /&gt;HAL- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;bedok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 what colour does no.4 like ?&lt;br /&gt;YAOYUAN- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;green and a few other colors, I think :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 whats is no.10 doing now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;YIHUI- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;on msn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, now i get why angeline loves quizzes so much :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-7328671436165820878?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7328671436165820878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=7328671436165820878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7328671436165820878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7328671436165820878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/11/o1.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-304666886796654078</id><published>2008-11-10T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:32:51.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZZES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;YAY THIS IS FOR ANGELINE :D QUIZZES!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Read every single one of yours dear (ANGELINE!!) and here are some (: [mainly from your blog, and some who tagged me and I so nicely complied :P ]&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; C&amp;amp;D night tomorrow!!! 7pm. NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. what is your full name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;-Ong Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- Do I look like I’m someone who can be tied down by a wedding band (as of now) ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favourite number[s]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;-23 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What is/are your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- White, Baby pink, Rose red, Red, Peacock blue, Champagne gold, Shades of green, spectrums of different colors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Least favourite colour[s]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- none (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What are you thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- read: WHAT. debate research, drama series, C&amp;amp;D night, MALACCAAA TRIPPP&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- yes, probably everything bout it rocks :D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What are your favourite subjects in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- History, Bio/Chem, Math, Geog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you shop at malls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Where do you wish to be right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- someplace where there’s no one except me and those I want to spend the time with, so everything stops at that point of time, a second for eternity and we can do whatever we want!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What should you be doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- debate research!! (!gasps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you have any crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- crush, no, I’ve only had one so far.. hm.. H.A.D &gt;past tense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.When was the last time you bought a clothing item?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you hate liars? Do you hate backstabbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- Liars YES. Backstabbers, not really hate, just dislike.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Can you make yourself sneeze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;17.Do you fall for people easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- quite, but so far, nope. So I guess its not THAT easily. Or maybe most of the nice guys are extinct!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last text msg read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- o.0 shant answer that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- I’m forgiving, but not TOO. try me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.How many windows are open on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21.Who was your last call from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What do you do with most of your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- just, pondering bout, stuff.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Will you &amp;amp; your ex get back again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- I do not have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Do you sleep with the Tv on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Which of your close friends live the closest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- I do not have any, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.which item could you not live during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- Phone and Computer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Would you share a drink with a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- silly Benjamin, HIV doesNOT spread through saliva what. But still- GROSS NO&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.How was your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- mono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Do you believe ex[s] can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- DUH. Its not the end of the world dear, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;MOVE&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;ON&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The last person you quarrelled with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- cant rmb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.The way to win your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- be nice to me (: OH and most importantly, just love me more than I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.D you have the same name as one of your relatives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Are you looking for a boyf/girlf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- duh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.One song that is meaningful to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- HOLD THE DOOR &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Do you twirl or scoope you spagitti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- I don’t like spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Do you drink milk straight from the carton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- I drink formula ones :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.How long is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- waist length?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;39.Do you like batman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;-Nahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.Who was the last person who told you that they love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- tsk, too many, cant remember~ (coughs)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 41.When was the last time you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- 5mins ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.What did you have for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- milk and bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Is your birthday on a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- since, forever!! 31dec1994!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.Can you cook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- yeah! Sort of (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- class tee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.what was the reasons for the last troubles you were in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- stupid LA eoy scores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.which do you wear more? sweats 0r jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- neither :o (ok fine, just fbts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;-31 Dec *hintshints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you swear alot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- going to stop that! (basically just the usual damn and ohmygosh)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;50. What was your first achololic drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- real nice red wine, or isit brandy? o.0 whatever it was, after 3 glasses my mom KILLED ME cause she didn’t know ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- many, but I’m fine with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Who would you like to see now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- oohh… don’t tell you larhhzxz *coy look.blush* lol, whatever la.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.Have the cops ever come to your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Are you a social or anti-social person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;-Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.Who is your best friends? are you still friends with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- Debaters! And everyone from 204!! EVERYONE!! –loves- AND everyone from aitong(: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I’d love to stay friends forever!! So yes, we are, I think :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- sure…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Ever had braces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- soooonnn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;-nothing? :o haha, shirt and shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.Who was the last person who disappoint you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- myself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you trust people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- sometimes, but at other times, I am a natural skeptic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who was the first person you talk too today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Who was the first person who text you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. what was the first thing you did today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;- shut the alarm/my sis :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.Ten people to tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The rules and regulations :&lt;br /&gt;1.Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little know facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2.People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3.At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. No tags back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don’t really like going out.. (like im even allowed to -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; 2) I would love to fly! CLOUDSSSS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3) Can’t stand noise when I’m studying- doors/ windows shut, fans switched off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4) horrible disgusting mood swings… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5) i think its easy to spot hot girls but I cant say the same for cute guys :P ( but for sure I’m NOT les. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; 6) born on the 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of Dec?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7) i am horribly fickle yet faithful? 0.o sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; 8) i am capable of feeling sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; 9) i scream alot in the middle of the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; 10) i prefer jabs to medication :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing really weird -.- borrrrreddd.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm afraid of silence. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I ADORE SILENCEEE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I Talk A LOT when I get really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am really ticklish!&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm afraid of the dark. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Just a little (:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;toooiiiiillllleettttts!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is open.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am afraid of gay or lesbian people. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I don’t mind them, really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I believe in true love. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;yeah, I think what Angeline said’s really true- there is, but probably no one can find it (tell me when you do, though )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I listen to political music. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Are those by OBAMA GIRL counted? - ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect comic books&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm sad &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;so you know what to do now. Still, chocolates are welcomed :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I open up to others easily. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Duh no. you really don’t know me, do you 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world. &lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;color:red;"   lang="ZH-CN"&gt;不胜枚举&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Disney movies. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;ADORE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for brown eyes. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;ASH GREYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont kill bugs &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;it’s so freaky when they get squashed, the horrible sound :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I curse. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;like, DAMN and FREAK, mild ones ;P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have an "x" in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped and fallen in public. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Horrible don’t know million times in a row- &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;KOREA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam....&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bake well. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Home econs!! Cookies and muffins :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have worn pajamas to class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want a better job.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Talked on a phone for 6+ hours.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Dr. Phil. (who the hell's that)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like multiple people.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Twittttzxzszx yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Can I say no?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to laugh. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Sometimes, if there’s a reason too. but smile dear, its more than enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I loved Lord of the Flies. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a lot of scars. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Yeah Angeline. Mosquitoes :( but not A &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;LOT&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;DUH. I wont even BE in the room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love chocolate. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;YEAH.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am not comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I play computer games when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in the city. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Bus ridesss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of suicide before. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;‘ve not found a nice way to end life though, and before I do, I’d thought of something nicer to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen a shooting star &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;would LOVE to!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a menage a trois. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;No way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone out in public in my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have kissed someone really strange. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;other than my parents, I’ve not kissed anyone, serious.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hugged a stranger. (NO, DUH, WHY WOULD I?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of a diff. sex. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;HA. Bet you wont believe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a fist fight &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Yeah, that woman was pissed at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Made out in an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Swore at Liberace. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;No idea what's that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;duh, every where hurts what. But not really on purpose…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Niagara   Falls&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten the chicken pox. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Crashed into a car. (no, i don't drive. or we don't have a car.)&lt;br /&gt;[] Been to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;HATE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New   Orleans&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;the plane ride will KILLL me. still, I would love to be teleported there :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been married&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saw someone/something dying. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;CAR CRASH ON THE ROAD. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a list of people you want to kill.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Driven over 400 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Been to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been on a Plane.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar or club. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Taken a picture just for the sole purpose of putting it on myspace/friendster&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been ice skating&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried in public.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been at a party and instead of giving out your phone number you give them your myspace name and say look me up. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;What..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of someone a lot lately. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Not one, many :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate the world.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Love someone who doesnt realize it. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have your cell phone permanently attached to your hand/hip&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovesss,&lt;br /&gt;crystal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-304666886796654078?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/304666886796654078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=304666886796654078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/304666886796654078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/304666886796654078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quizzes.html' title='QUIZZES!!!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-5511178305080249241</id><published>2008-10-30T22:19:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:07:07.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of school tomorrow~&lt;br /&gt;*nostalgia* &lt;i&gt;seems as though it was only yesterday &lt;/i&gt;:o (sheesh time flies!)&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like leaving this class, and C&amp;amp;D will probably be our last assignment together.. *sniffles*&lt;br /&gt;family day outing this morning, the entire sec2 cohort was at sentosa palawan beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnE236LXgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/N8LmQnHwMxA/s1600-h/crystal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnE236LXgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/N8LmQnHwMxA/s320/crystal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262954086559079938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnE3Gq2ydI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sMERmbidink/s1600-h/angeline.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnE3Gq2ydI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sMERmbidink/s320/angeline.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262954090521348562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of us tried making a drainage basin (yea, the one with ox-bow lakes and meanders and distributaries and tributaries and quarries and reservoirs and deltas and anything geog :D )&lt;br /&gt;then it was destroyed by the tidal waves which (correctly pointed out by our geog teacher/form teacher) came at around 10am.. sad, but at least there were videos and photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnE3bhcj0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/MTUI250N7QI/s1600-h/204+canal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnE3bhcj0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/MTUI250N7QI/s320/204+canal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262954096119025474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the great canal of 2/4! (in the midst of const- ruction)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class then made a prototype of "Deborah sand" for the sand-sculpture making competition (:&lt;br /&gt;it looks prettier than the real deb! :D&lt;br /&gt;lots of fun/ sand in our sandals..&lt;br /&gt;came back to school for drama rehearsals, didnt go as smoothly as we would like it to be,&lt;br /&gt;and with the limited time we have,&lt;br /&gt;lets just put in our very best and hope the it will be so (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnFUxALBqI/AAAAAAAAANA/v0aVn4_QTqk/s1600-h/deborah+x+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnFUxALBqI/AAAAAAAAANA/v0aVn4_QTqk/s320/deborah+x+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262954600101250722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;when deborah sand meets the REAL deb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnFUWrhohI/AAAAAAAAAM4/OEg1wUoYHEU/s1600-h/deb+sand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnFUWrhohI/AAAAAAAAAM4/OEg1wUoYHEU/s320/deb+sand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262954593035330066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hey sexyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-post eoy blues- :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels so slack-ish after exams,&lt;br /&gt;even though, to think of it, there are quite a lot of work to be completed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;1. math hol. homework (sch reopen)&lt;br /&gt;2.commonwealth essay (sch reopen)&lt;br /&gt;3.debate research (22nov)&lt;br /&gt;4. drama (11nov)&lt;br /&gt;5. prep for debate in malacca (as soon as motion's released)&lt;br /&gt;6. ??who-knows-what-else??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just filled in my holiday calendar, looks quite packed already :(&lt;br /&gt;there arent even spaces between each event so i'll have to prepare a few luggages of clothes for each of them before the start of hols!&lt;br /&gt;(cant wait for malacca trip though! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MY GIRL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnMNJuq8RI/AAAAAAAAANY/ulnLdkWv2no/s1600-h/MyGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnMNJuq8RI/AAAAAAAAANY/ulnLdkWv2no/s320/MyGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262962165881172242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnMNLgtCEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/2lxWC8Rgsr0/s1600-h/my-girl-120538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnMNLgtCEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/2lxWC8Rgsr0/s320/my-girl-120538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262962166359459906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i was thinking of posting bout the korea drama series i just completed last night,&lt;br /&gt;but on a second thought, i shant,&lt;br /&gt;but in short- its awesome and i think that the lead actress should end up with both the lead actors :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- happily ever after!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-5511178305080249241?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5511178305080249241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=5511178305080249241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5511178305080249241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5511178305080249241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day-of-school-tomorrow-nostalgia.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SQnE236LXgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/N8LmQnHwMxA/s72-c/crystal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3020361654779468324</id><published>2008-10-21T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:44:57.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the circle game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text"&gt;hate it when i get to stay home and slack.&lt;br /&gt;slacking is NOT fun, at all. :(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mgs u14's over and by now probably most of you would have gotten to know to the results.&lt;br /&gt;came in 2nd and acsi was first! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;- thanks to all the wonderful people!&lt;br /&gt;jamie/yina/everyone else from nydc! sorry that i've been such a screwed-up&lt;br /&gt;captain :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not exactly glad, cause the impromptu really sucked and the finals could have been wayyyy better, considering the amount of effort jamie and yina had.. ohwell, it will be the next time! :D&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the thing that really pissed me off was the way i sounded on the stage (!) stupid airheadeddd bimbo, i hate that word even and i am really not one. ( cause bimbos and stupid and you know i cant be :D )&lt;br /&gt;i was so afraid that the mike will make my voice seem too loud, so i spoke softly, then i sounded too gu niang and that sucked too.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAAAA fine its already over and the next time i shall sound, smarter.&lt;br /&gt;or better still, i shall just find my way to bitchyness, cause supposedly that shall make me sound less bimbotic.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES. ishallstopramblingonandonandonaboutthatcauseitjustmakesitworse,still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cl,history,science results were returned today. and they were quite horrible :(&lt;br /&gt;just passed 65%for cl&lt;br /&gt;history was ok i guess, considering how i managed an A1 even by not-completing the paper and leaving a 6marks-SBQ BLANK.&lt;br /&gt;science was terrible though, shant talk bout it.&lt;br /&gt;the rest, meaning LA, geog and math (yet ANOTHER paper i didnt complete, this time cause i just flipped the page without realizing i'd missed out TWO questions, awesome. ) will be returned tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow shall be wonderful ~!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Yesterday a child came out to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="text" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a dragonfly inside a jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Fearful when the sky was full of thunder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tearful at the falling of a star&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/6359648782262680377-3020361654779468324?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3020361654779468324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3020361654779468324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3020361654779468324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3020361654779468324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/10/circle-game.html' title='the circle game'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-7932290229169182769</id><published>2008-10-14T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:25:17.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Exams OVER, don’t really feel the difference though.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Shall not rant about how I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; effectively lost 9marks for math and probably another 14 for history and wrote-out-of-point for LA and also for Chinese, and science was horrible too. (yes, this IS ranting, already, still..)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Life’s getting even more hectic than during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eoys&lt;/span&gt; (which probably consisted of numerous days of slacking plus night-before-exams-cramming, ha.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MGS&lt;/span&gt; u14s, right up, next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;à&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; this Saturday, in fact.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Training went well today, I suppose, `&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xept&lt;/span&gt; for the fact that everyone’s going to have to work extremely hard these days! { &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JIAYOU&lt;/span&gt;!! –loves-} don’t freak out or think that you’re really not-good-enough, kinda stuff, and albeit this sounds vaguely like me trying to pacify myself (!gosh). seriously, it’ll be fine :) especially since, for the sec1s, its going to be your first debate competition ever! And you know what they say bout how there can be ONE and only one first, right? :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;I WANNA CHANGE THIS SKIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;like now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Having a horrible sore sore sore sore sore (and it goes on and on and on…) throat now :( really prone to falling sick this year, horrible. Great, and now, PLUS gastric pains. ouch. (read: someone, cheer me up :D )&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;still, everything shall be fine since it is, the 14&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/6359648782262680377-7932290229169182769?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7932290229169182769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=7932290229169182769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7932290229169182769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7932290229169182769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-over-dont-really-feel-difference.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-2054285977672769571</id><published>2008-09-15T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:18:46.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;HOLD THE DOOR crazezxzx (:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;go listen to it! By armor for sleep, a really nice song. Oh oh, there’s this song called the truth about heaven, also by them, which has freaking sad lyrics and “story-line” :o always feel like crying after reading it, not that I am emo in the first place :P&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The Truth About Heaven, armor for sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Walked past my grave in the dark tonight&lt;br /&gt;Saw the stone and the note you left for me&lt;br /&gt;To answer your question,&lt;br /&gt;I just had to leave, I just had to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not why I'm here&lt;br /&gt;I came down here to tell you&lt;br /&gt;It rains in heaven all day long&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find you so bad and let you know&lt;br /&gt;I’m miserable up here without you&lt;br /&gt;Miserable up here with out you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found my way back in the dark tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t wake up not right next to you&lt;br /&gt;I’d trade in forever to just hear you say&lt;br /&gt;The sound of my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not why I’m here&lt;br /&gt;I came down here to tell you&lt;br /&gt;It rains in heaven all day long&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find you so bad and let you know&lt;br /&gt;I’m miserable up here without you&lt;br /&gt;Miserable up here without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t believe that it’s better&lt;br /&gt;When you leave everything behind&lt;br /&gt;Don’t believe that the weather&lt;br /&gt;Is perfect the day that you die&lt;br /&gt;Don’t believe that the weather&lt;br /&gt;Is perfect the day that you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came down here to tell you&lt;br /&gt;It rains in heaven all day long (All day long)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find you so bad and let you know&lt;br /&gt;I’m miserable up here without you (Miserable up here without you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came down here to tell you&lt;br /&gt;It rains in heaven all day long (All day long)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find you so bad and let you know&lt;br /&gt;I’m miserable up here without you (Miserable up here without you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe that it's better when you leave everything behind&lt;br /&gt;Don’t believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Been sick since Friday but I feel AWESOME cause, things are just fab, aren’t they? The number 23 is jinxing me and it’s really fun! i receive sms-es when its --.23pm/am, listen to songs with the numbers twenty three in them (Mookie’s last Christmas by SAOSIN), see posters everywhere with 23232323232323232323232323232323232323232323, table number23, and all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;OH, and it takes 23 muscles to smile! :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;YSC on Saturday, (with me sick, still) though everyone didn’t believe that I had throat infection&amp;amp;fever&amp;amp;flu. And finally, things got worse and I had to get a jab! Went to the clinic at 10.30pm, the doctor prescribed me some HORRIBLE tasting medicine ): haha, but that doctor was really funny, stuck the plaster where he DIDN’T jab until I realized that I had blood above the plaster. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eeyur, I am bored by my post so please don’t read it anymore/ I shall stop here (: until I find sth else to post about, I shall not :P&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;14thseptisabeautifuldaydontyouthinkso?(:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-2054285977672769571?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2054285977672769571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=2054285977672769571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2054285977672769571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2054285977672769571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/09/hold-door-crazezxzx-go-listen-to-it-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-452115595830110735</id><published>2008-09-01T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:07:33.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went bukit timah natural reserve, been out since 6.50am…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saw yeehui at hci&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bustop.rushed down bus.realized that      both of us got off one stop too early&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;met the rest and went to      macdonalds@beauty world; ate FREEZZZINGGG COOLLDD ice cream :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;walked/climbed/crawled up&lt;/b&gt;      that hilll&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;went lunching at kfc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stared at the pretty pretty cards in popular!! me to you bears!! the cards reallyyy make you want to get a bf just to have someone to give them to :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;took a bus to the stop before newtion station and walked thereee(to newton mrt station), drizzled (YES!!) took out umbrella cause i brought one and really want to use it for fun :P its this dark pink small thing with a super cute rabbit on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ended up being drenched, in a DRIZZLE. being wetter than the person walking in front of me, who had no umbrellas whatsoever stuff.. ahwells, it was good fun anyway, twirling the umbrella, weird people staring at you like you are some retard walking on the pavement o.0&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SLvljQefZCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7XrEWpyDfq0/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SLvljQefZCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7XrEWpyDfq0/s400/DSC00091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241034985256739874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we saw this heart intertwine thing on the way up ( or maybe down). awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh in case i've not mentioned (yeah i've not).&lt;br /&gt;i will be on a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;technological hibernation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; however-you-term-it, anyways, it just mean that i will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ignoring&lt;/span&gt; MOST smses and calls. unless its seriously important(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;crystal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-452115595830110735?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/452115595830110735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=452115595830110735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/452115595830110735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/452115595830110735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-bukit-timah-natural-reserve-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SLvljQefZCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7XrEWpyDfq0/s72-c/DSC00091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-6312213425946521291</id><published>2008-08-23T11:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:42:42.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Z&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; N&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10 interesting facts you HAVE to know about wonderful wonderful wsc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.   it is very nice, or else crystal wont be in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.   it will be held in NANYANG GIRLS HIGH next year, June 13-14, 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.   the topic for wsc’09 will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The Fall of the Empires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.   they have alpacas as mascots!! :D (which means they’ll give out finger puppets!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; there are in all 6 subjects to mug for, of which only 4 are for the junior section :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.   this year, the world finals was held in KOREA SEV and it rocked totally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.   there are guidebooks for all the different subjects and its VERY INTERESTING :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.   you get to met lots of people from all over the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.   mr kaw’s the teacher in charge of wsc in ny!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. crystal thinks its nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*hypers-and-starts-jumping-up-and-down-while-trying-to-type-a-decent-post*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gosh, they finally updated the scholars’ cup website and it looks pretty :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Really hope that I’ll still be able to take part in wsc next year, junior team :P though that is sort of unfair cause well, I’ll be sec3 next year.. but senior section shall be fun too, anyway, with econs and math in addition to the usual lit/fine arts/history/science!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tentatively, the new curriculum shall be out on september11 (lol) and we will all start mugging after eoys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*hypers more*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Probably there will be more schools from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; taking part next year (since there were only RIandNY in j.section this year) :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Till then, its now 45days from EOYs and 53till its OVER. :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of 101things I will do after that 53days! Like, movies, ice skating, bowling, partying, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;WSC GATHERING&lt;/span&gt;, ..and stuff..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;when five becomes four and four become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-6312213425946521291?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6312213425946521291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=6312213425946521291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/6312213425946521291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/6312213425946521291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/08/z-o-m-g-w-s-c-n-e-x-t-y-e-r-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-1111972564385821416</id><published>2008-08-08T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:13:28.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tsk tsk, i should like, start posting everyday to make you guys BORED of them.&lt;br /&gt;still, i shall not, for reasons too obvious(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what shall i blog about then?&lt;br /&gt;there's really nothing to post `bout, how interesting can life get? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after connect s`pore, the council elects, batch STRENGTH 22!~ (minus those who, sadly, couldn't go) went for a nice bonding session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop--&gt; novena, or at least, somewhere near there.&lt;br /&gt;we were looking for a place where all of us could sit together, since it IS a bonding session (:&lt;br /&gt;and finally, this nice person at Mos Burger set up tables for us. we took turns and said when our birthdays were and starting talking/thinking of where we could go next. which we then decided that it would be nice to watch a movie, so we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren/Sally and i wanted to watch mummy while the rest preferred money not enough2. and HENCE, we s.p.l.i.t up into two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grps&lt;/span&gt;. (though when the movie just started, sally received an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; from the other group that they couldn't watch cause the timing wasn't right so they went borders instead...)&lt;br /&gt;I STILL THINK that the movie is very nice, and perhaps it would be much better no thanks to the grown up MAN beside me that started laughing at the slightest joke in the movie and JUMPED like, hundred times whenever it was &lt;s&gt;slightly scarier&lt;/s&gt; not scary at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batch10 rocks!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yayyy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, i know my recounting skills sucks, which explains my *coughs* &lt;s&gt;wonderful&lt;/s&gt; LA grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall then express my LOVE for all the wonderful people around me(:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i really love you guys, ALL of you. and i shan't start listing them out cause the list would be endless!&lt;br /&gt;you know, sometimes i just feel so crap and think that everything sucks, &lt;s&gt;even&lt;/s&gt;ESPECIALLY myself, but you people just make all these things around me so awesome, cause you guys are awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;actually, i wanted to post this super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; post which i had typed out yesterday (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;isit&lt;/span&gt; the day before?), but i shall not, cause i am happy now and well, there's nth to be sad about, &lt;b&gt;not anymore&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, so you there, don't be sad too k? just know that all of us (yeah, including me!) will be there, whenever you need us(:&lt;br /&gt;loves times FOREVER too!(:&lt;br /&gt;see, i posted, as promised! (i did?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-1111972564385821416?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1111972564385821416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=1111972564385821416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1111972564385821416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1111972564385821416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/08/tsk-tsk-i-should-like-start-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-6317014798822265476</id><published>2008-07-05T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:42:17.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"from now on, let's share secrets with each other, k?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- that was, let see, 10 mnths ago, at around 11pm near the pool downstairs, after all her friends left. That was when we decided to disclose our "darkest secrets" and be "real truthful". Anyhow, it might had just been a futile attempt on my part to try to understand her more, instead of thinking that she's still that p2 or yester-year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, time ('s not suppose to, but still) FLIES.&lt;br /&gt;its TEN MONTHS and i am now sec2. wow. &lt;s&gt;awesome&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this 'sharing of secrets' became more of a medium for me to rant, bout, stuff.&lt;br /&gt;stuff i know she wont understand and stuff i hope no one will or will try to go understand. yes, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i sorta (ok, maybe not-that-sort-of but alot) feel guilty bout me not saying the truth more than half of the time, while she'll just recount things 'round her for me. she'll tell me bout her ahems, "kangaroo" and how she named it after him and stuff like that. she's real innocent and child-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner with our grandparent's today and after dinner, my sister and i (together with my cousin who tagged along) went for a walk around the estate. those two wild girls played like nobody's business- they blew BUBBLES, ran round in circles, shouted something i didnt understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then claudia came to me and said in a near whisper: hey, you've got any secret to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing that i didnt reply, she ran off with lauren, that is, after she told me the name of that kangaroo. i wondered: why didnt i join them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-you are only 14 once-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was real dark then but somehow, i wasnt like, afraid or anything. cause 1)there were street lamps 2) i knew nth worse could possibly happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to the table (we were eating at the coffeeshop downstairs) and sat for probably, 30seconds, thinking of how stupid i am and yeah, ok, went back to being stupid and walked away, once again. HEY: you know how my mom goes like 'she never needs me to worry bout her, cause, i believe that she will always place her academics as the FIRST priority for now.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveher. and these things she say/do to cheer me up/ encourage me really really makes me feel BAD about myself. cause i am NOT PERFECT and not even as good as the girl people presume i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora. yes it MUST be her. i just knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it fascinating how some people can remind you of others more than how you can remember them? yeah, that's exactly the same for things. like- when you've gotten your ice cream, you will want a lollipop; cause you're holdin on to a strawberry flavoured ice cream and you thought of how much you love strawberry flavoured lollipops too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even robots break down sometimes, not to mention humans. and yea- I AM HUMAN= with flesh and blood and emotions and feelings and loves and hates- h.u.m.a.n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe chelsea's right. i may be in self denial. BUT WHO CARES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. this is NOT an emo post because i am perfectly happy/fine, still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-6317014798822265476?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6317014798822265476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=6317014798822265476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/6317014798822265476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/6317014798822265476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-now-on-lets-share-secrets-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3474400991988182101</id><published>2008-06-22T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:10:24.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;didnt know that i was tagged to do this till like, this morning? guess this is what happens when you neglect your &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; blog for a few days. so wanted to do this quiz, done it, posted? but NO, blogger and gmail just HAD to die on me.. so ohwells, here it is, my answers are boring, so there really isnt a point reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY SCH REOPENING EVERYONE!! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cntcntcntcnt wait! 7 more hours to seeing you! haha, betcha cnt wait either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i am stilllll left with: LA WS, 250 cheng yu AND chinese bliblio (by the time i've post this, yes, i am proud to say: IAMDONE. just not really sure bout the format but whocares!) which i DO NOT know how to do, but i guess i'll finish it, somehow. when i reach home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q1: Do you like your present school&lt;/strong&gt;LOVELOVELOVE it, but I guess it’s the people I’ve met that matter most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q2: What do you want the most now?&lt;/strong&gt;FINISH ALL THE HOLIDAY WORK or like hq said, be super smart, so maybe I will score a perfect msg and can not care bout SIAs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q3: Who is the closest person to you in your school?&lt;/strong&gt; Grace :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q4: Do you hate your friends sometimes?&lt;/strong&gt; nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q5: If you could change something in your life, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt; Less of a procrastinator/attention seeker/crazy sentimental person/ More of a crazy-genius-who-can-get-a-perfect msg. (but then again, I would rather stick with friends then that scoresheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q6: What is one thing in your life you would never change if you had the chance?&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing. They just turn out this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q7: Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/strong&gt; yes. so whoever-said-love-is-blind LIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q8: Do you believe in eternal love? &lt;/strong&gt;I hope, secretly I think, YES. But then again, now, NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q9: Have you ever broken someone’s heart that he/she wants to commit suicide?&lt;/strong&gt; What? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q10:What do you enjoy doing the most?&lt;/strong&gt; Day dream, but maybe its talking to friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q11: Have you ever done anything for your admirer?&lt;/strong&gt; lol, even if there is one, wont that person keep it a SECRET?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q12:What feeling do you like most?&lt;/strong&gt; The i-know-i-am-good one :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q13: Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/strong&gt; duh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q14: Who would you probably spend the rest of your life with?&lt;/strong&gt; Quotes huiqi “the future knows”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q15: What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/strong&gt; Family and friends? That’s for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q16: Do you find life meaningless?&lt;/strong&gt; Never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q17: What do you live for? &lt;/strong&gt;Huh? Strawberries/Lollipops/Chocolates/Coffee/Cakes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q18: Who do you talk most to in school?&lt;/strong&gt; Grace/Cherie/Denise/Janessa/Tammie/Minqhee/Sihui/DEBATERS OF CLASSSSS204 !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q19:When do you think is the right time for relationships?&lt;/strong&gt; lol, I doubt there’s EVER a right time, it just depends on who’s brave enough to go: hey, I like you a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q20: If you had a crush, would you rather tell him/her and risk rejection or keep it silent? &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q21: If you’re dared to grind a fine specimen of the opposite sex, would you?&lt;/strong&gt; I don’t understand this question and the person who SET this question, but it just sounds gross, so yeah, NO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:&lt;/strong&gt; Remove 1 question from above and add in your personal question then tag 8 people in your list, list them out in the end of this post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have a blessing from all. Don’t know who to tag, so: ALL RANDOM PEOPLE whoever-wants-to, just leave me a tag so you know I’ll go read and make your 10minutes or so worthwhile :D&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/6359648782262680377-3474400991988182101?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3474400991988182101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3474400991988182101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3474400991988182101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3474400991988182101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/06/didnt-know-that-i-was-tagged-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-4088613172198643401</id><published>2008-06-05T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:44:29.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, replying tags one by one will be quite weird, so ya, here's the replies!  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Benji: &lt;/b&gt;haha, life's great/not-so-great, funny thing you asked, but ya, so far it's still manageable, but the only thing nice/ best part of the hols, SO FAR, is still wsc!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chelsea:&lt;/b&gt; yes, dear, sure I do, though not as much as SOMEONE. So while SOMEONE's enjoying her/himself, I am rotting away, at home! Oh, btw, I took some photos in korea which I am sure you will ADORE, nth much, just some shots of the signboards of some random shop with a PRETTY PRETTY NAME.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leona: &lt;/b&gt;haha, it's ok la, when sch reopens, we can get it from them, since mr kaw still owes you guys a treat, and since WE ARE TAGGIN ALONG :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enting:&lt;/b&gt; lol, I can post ALL of them :( but still, these are pretty enough! You can look at the rest when I finally get down to doing the scrape book! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicolette: &lt;/b&gt;hey! haha, how'did you know I was away? But YES- the ice cream ROCKS!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;ViroX/joshua: &lt;/b&gt;erm, yes? 1. KOREA ROCKS 2. cause i'm real NICE! haha, actually, it's just cause i tagged him and he's nice enough to tag, back.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cherie:&lt;/b&gt; `ello, dear dear friend! I'm sure your posts are interesting! But for now, I shall concentrate on SMP stuff till I have time, then at that time, I shall go read your blog! (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andrew: &lt;/b&gt;rofl, the Friendster chat was funny but ya, fun(: and no I really hope I wont forget the stuff you taught me! but then again, there's always next year! And maybe then you can teach me again!(: not that I;ve forgotten it again:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;loves,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;crystal&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/6359648782262680377-4088613172198643401?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4088613172198643401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=4088613172198643401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/4088613172198643401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/4088613172198643401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-replying-tags-one-by-one-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-7463165134340687303</id><published>2008-06-04T10:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:17:48.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey(: &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; already, back since last night..though there were some delays here and there cause I LOST MY PASSPORT but found it in the end..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Korea/WSC was very fun, with the best part(s) being the people/strawberry milk/smoothies and of course, the actual competition/the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;English&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Village&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I am starting to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;miss&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;English&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Village&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and the people we met there (yes, crystal is sentimental). so here’s to those people who made this trip worthwhile (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enting&amp;amp; Shannon for being the best of teammates and roommates, with the late night singing and dancing in lift lobbies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seniors for taking care of us and for the summaries/DRA. You guys rock and we love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;MR KAW AND MRS TEO, for being the coolest teachers and being there with us though we know how annoying we are, sometimes..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As well as the res of the coaches, cause without them, we would not have made it to the world finals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and the rest, who we’ve met along the way..in no particular order&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Britney(&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;korea&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)/Alice/Brett/Lana/Lyra/Ben/(Austrlia)/Vash (&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)/Adwyn&amp;amp;jerrold (s’pore)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~ Lovely people we debated against/met at the world finals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;joshua/weihan/jeremy/theo/nol/ziqi/zhiyang/yaoyuan/naishad(sorry if I’ve spelled your names wrongly!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~ the ever smart people/ muggers who happened to clinch the top three for possibly every single event for the middle sch section (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Andrew(&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)/Ppo(&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)/Shafik(&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~ I’ve finally learnt the last layer of the Rubik’s cube and i still love the strawberry milk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEn-wfx4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/U563jqF1Rm0/s1600-h/HPIM0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207855104008374146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEn-wfx4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/U563jqF1Rm0/s400/HPIM0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the plane, heading for KOREA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEoQguIcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0y0blph8Qbs/s1600-h/HPIM0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207855108774044098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEoQguIcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0y0blph8Qbs/s400/HPIM0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEoxRGVKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WMl5pyODVD0/s1600-h/HPIM0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207855117566891170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEoxRGVKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WMl5pyODVD0/s400/HPIM0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stone rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEpGmfJZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lUzXi3A-S0Q/s1600-h/HPIM0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207855123293742482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEpGmfJZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lUzXi3A-S0Q/s400/HPIM0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1-foot-tall-ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;mingming+mr kaw+enting+me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEpZrQB2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/YjytLMnNDFQ/s1600-h/HPIM0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207855128413996898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEpZrQB2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/YjytLMnNDFQ/s400/HPIM0851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;messy room at metro hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYI7kSzPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/18vtweSU9ak/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207859838548393490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYI7kSzPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/18vtweSU9ak/s400/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the bus with enting;s sash on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIW8YlEOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zD8aZtoHYOc/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207859209359921378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIW8YlEOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zD8aZtoHYOc/s400/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when we went into the hotel room after wsc comp, there laid 3 stalks of roses from mr kaw(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIXelZXjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bCR_tqrqowU/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207859218540486194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIXelZXjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bCR_tqrqowU/s400/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reminiscence~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIXhLq9XI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hcVOUj3s91M/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207859219237893490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIXhLq9XI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hcVOUj3s91M/s400/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the most touching reflection's session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIYMI2jzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IqZdIhVCA20/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207859230768795442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYIYMI2jzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IqZdIhVCA20/s400/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the cake for mr kaw and mrs teo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLUmadV0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/YDVWjwzMws0/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207862467637368642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLUmadV0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/YDVWjwzMws0/s400/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLVFSOwzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CioGtkgUWgU/s1600-h/HPIM0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207862475924357938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLVFSOwzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CioGtkgUWgU/s400/HPIM0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alpaca power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLVYbYPVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dN_x3m9bkLo/s1600-h/HPIM0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207862481063001426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLVYbYPVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dN_x3m9bkLo/s400/HPIM0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kim chi school`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYPpfR44xI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-iqZr7wFBx8/s1600-h/HPIM0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207867224546140946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYPpfR44xI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-iqZr7wFBx8/s400/HPIM0944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, i know i look like a bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYPp_NyqWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/W2IzUBPw3To/s1600-h/HPIM0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207867233118890338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYPp_NyqWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/W2IzUBPw3To/s400/HPIM0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wsc'08!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLV8rXkGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GdYtQsnzpOc/s1600-h/HPIM0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207862490793742434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLV8rXkGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GdYtQsnzpOc/s400/HPIM0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beautiful english village!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLWBORyYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/F8HuctGkNJk/s1600-h/HPIM0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207862492013906306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYLWBORyYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/F8HuctGkNJk/s400/HPIM0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7 in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRgJD8L-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/rg5sUHEVZJk/s1600-h/HPIM0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207869262986489826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRgJD8L-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/rg5sUHEVZJk/s400/HPIM0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the way to the adventure park:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRgzEvzII/AAAAAAAAAJM/tZSPOdMq8_U/s1600-h/HPIM0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207869274264161410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRgzEvzII/AAAAAAAAAJM/tZSPOdMq8_U/s400/HPIM0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRhFFVGjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-rN-m3N2jK8/s1600-h/HPIM0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207869279098444338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRhFFVGjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-rN-m3N2jK8/s400/HPIM0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;andrew teaching me how to solve the rubik's cube&lt;br /&gt;photo by enting trying to catch me on the camera:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRhhFuazI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tOOcDSJ17Ks/s1600-h/HPIM0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207869286616296242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRhhFuazI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tOOcDSJ17Ks/s400/HPIM0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, nearly done with the cube and tryin to hide my face, still.&lt;br /&gt;this time its andrew with the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRhxPgytI/AAAAAAAAAJk/I-A-rk-OV18/s1600-h/HPIM0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207869290952313554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYRhxPgytI/AAAAAAAAAJk/I-A-rk-OV18/s400/HPIM0987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;en ting and ppo playing chess&lt;br /&gt;i win [exclamation mark][exclamation mark][exclamation mark]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTsfBMCEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PqiqsliYgEM/s1600-h/HPIM0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207871674062211138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTsfBMCEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PqiqsliYgEM/s400/HPIM0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the FIRST Rubik's cube i've EVER fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTs8ZZ4KI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mZmuQcZXZ3E/s1600-h/HPIM0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207871681948410018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTs8ZZ4KI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mZmuQcZXZ3E/s400/HPIM0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ppo+enting+me+andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTtTWYZCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GELFrBfmWXU/s1600-h/HPIM0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207871688109745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTtTWYZCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GELFrBfmWXU/s400/HPIM0996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;strawberry milk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTugtpLiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IVwNH41245A/s1600-h/HPIM1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207871708876844578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYTugtpLiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IVwNH41245A/s400/HPIM1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seniors @ prize presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;That’s all for now, shall start compiling the photos and scrape book them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;`crystal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-7463165134340687303?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7463165134340687303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=7463165134340687303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7463165134340687303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7463165134340687303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-back-in-singapore-already-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SEYEn-wfx4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/U563jqF1Rm0/s72-c/HPIM0784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-6082085824794756196</id><published>2008-05-30T06:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:01:21.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI! i'm in KOREA now and missing all of you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, leaving for some tour to DMZ now, pictures shall do all the talking then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye and loves,&lt;br /&gt;crystal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-6082085824794756196?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/6082085824794756196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=6082085824794756196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/6082085824794756196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/6082085824794756196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-im-in-korea-now-and-missing-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-2521503803239932756</id><published>2008-05-28T19:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:41:38.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving tomorrow, for KOREA, as chelsea had already mentioned below (points to the previous post) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just a note to WARN innocent people like YOU and ME : Chels is QUITE [i must say] UNRELIABLE and you shan't believe everything you read/see. Just like how it's already wrong to say that i am going away for 5 days when its actually 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-though i cant disagree that she IS a wonderful debate friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it;s ok, there's always grace to balance this out and speaking of grace, she's in Malacca with the rest of the class while poor Me's staring at the msn list wondering why there's no 204er online. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;yes i sure miss her/them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and though i know i'll be dearly missed by one and all *sobs*, you do know that one day i will have to leave you too! grace, chealsea, everyone else, get ready the hankys cause CRYSTAL's LEAVING TML!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;enough of my crazy nonsense and let's get down to doing serious stuff cause crystal's a very serious person.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that these few days i just cant think ~&lt;i&gt;straight&lt;/i&gt;~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells,&lt;br /&gt;byebyebyebyebye people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsandlotsandlotsof&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal,&lt;br /&gt;the much LOVED one!&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-2521503803239932756?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/2521503803239932756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=2521503803239932756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2521503803239932756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2521503803239932756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-1046516798540307123</id><published>2008-05-28T17:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:07:03.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post here, and I know is very much treasured by Crystal. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to those who aren't in the know, Crystal is going away to Korea for 5 days, and will only be back on Tuesday! She will also be spending time with RI boys, who are super mugger-ish.&lt;br /&gt;And she promises to buy souveniors/food/nice cute stuff for us! (from the largest shopping centre in Seoul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we will miss her, won't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, then again, will we miss her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand that different people would have different answers to that, because some people can can/WOULD miss her more than others do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get what I Mean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Chelsea, your wonderful debate friend (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-1046516798540307123?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1046516798540307123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=1046516798540307123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1046516798540307123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1046516798540307123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-this-is-my-first-post-here-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786100365457999666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-5733698026549647806</id><published>2008-05-19T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:36:20.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shoutouts to~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;hey michelle :D though you probably wont even read this but, all I want to say is that WE   LOVE YOU LOADS. Not just for the late night trngs/editing-of-speeches/comp. prep/debates, but also for all the encouragement and being with us since we’re sec1! For being such a BRILLIANT coach/senior/friend- here’s a BIG HUG from all to you *hug*. For taking out so much time to train us and end up falling sick- here’s ANOTHER hug *hug no.2* I really wish that you can be our coach till-forever-and-ever, though it’s sort of impossible, we will STILL love and remember you for being THE MOST WONDERFUL COACH EVER. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie/Yina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;thank you for taking the time to coach us/edit speeches/ &amp;amp; believing in us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the other seniors: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;thank you for the support and the pretty finals cases (which sadly, weren’t used)! Jia you with arena and yes: NY FTW!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Kaw/ Mdm. O: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;for being there with us for the competitions and putting up with all our whine-ings and ramblings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angeline:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;hihi! Batchmate/classmate/chao-mugger, you! Thank you for all the research and examples and encouragement &amp;amp; yes, the list is never-ending. 170508, the love!~ jiayou with all the activities you have, esp French, don’t stop learning it! Hope we’ll get in to the same class if we take trip. science together next year :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;hey there debate bestie! Don’t look so so serious everytime! Smile~ and yes, we know you love blue jeans :P (whoops~!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EnTing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;wsc/cca batch mate :D Haha, time passssss sssooo quickly and it’s now the END OF TERM TWO!! Next thurs arnd this time, we will probably be in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;korea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;! Ah, cant wait :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HuiQi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;ha, still love your vamp teeth! We used to quarrel A LOT last year (though we still do now, occasionally :p) but hey, as much as I adore your teeth, I love you too! (well, not in the wrong sense)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;we are one year apart! That’s very cool but hey there jan *waves down*, you are always the kai xinguo in nydc sec2 batch and we’ll always love you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dear dear captain! THANKYOU for that pretty card/ gift and you know we will always love you as the one who makes sure we are on-track&amp;amp; the girl-who-smiles-a lot! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesyes, lotsoflove msgs sent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One seq to be completed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;101 other things to do, which i really have to start doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  170508- the love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-5733698026549647806?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5733698026549647806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=5733698026549647806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5733698026549647806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5733698026549647806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/05/shotouts-to-mish-hey-michelle-d-though.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-1224832661343390345</id><published>2008-05-19T15:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:02:00.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sick and dying =(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahwells, youth14s on sat, guess everyone probably knew the results already, considering that it’s already Monday. (there are other photos too, probably on joyan/mish/angeline/?'s blog,)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As the teams who broke into semis prepped the impromptu, we cam whored at the pretty roof top (some what) of rjc. Artistic shots and all :D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnVFf_GoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/600iPB5y48c/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnVFf_GoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/600iPB5y48c/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201982287796705922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emo-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnVlf_GpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Tyrrthd254o/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnVlf_GpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Tyrrthd254o/s320/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201982296386640530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnV1f_GqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kd_86UxSCjg/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnV1f_GqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kd_86UxSCjg/s320/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201982300681607842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty flower from mish:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnWFf_GrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XrgHxq5tB1c/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnWFf_GrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XrgHxq5tB1c/s320/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201982304976575154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnWVf_GsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-5HttShKegQ/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnWVf_GsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-5HttShKegQ/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201982309271542466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;First stop: j8 Swenson’s :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mish bought us EARTHQUAKE with many flavours of ice cream, yummy raisins, chewy choc, strawberry, macadamia nuts, cookies and cream, lime sorbet, coffee,…..! it’s very nice and we finished it within like, a few minutes :p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEn6lf_GtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ADwASO3-n_M/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEn6lf_GtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ADwASO3-n_M/s320/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201982932041800402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EARTHQUAKE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpBVf_GuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JZ3TNIJVa-k/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpBVf_GuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JZ3TNIJVa-k/s320/DSC00059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201984147517545186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpBlf_GvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/aRRCoAjcIIM/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpBlf_GvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/aRRCoAjcIIM/s320/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201984151812512498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mid-way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpB1f_GwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/l7ZjI6sC8PI/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpB1f_GwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/l7ZjI6sC8PI/s320/DSC00063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201984156107479810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;end of that disaster :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpCFf_GxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QspeTday6bk/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpCFf_GxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QspeTday6bk/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201984160402447122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, CHEESE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpCVf_GyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KWdCvZIbiHY/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEpCVf_GyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KWdCvZIbiHY/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201984164697414434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, lucky number 6! Jan's ranked 6th ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we went to cineleisure cause we have this deprive kid with us who last took neoprints when she’s three. ha, ME. (go look at mish's blog for a better view :} )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEqfVf_G1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/quK5vi4_iok/s1600-h/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEqfVf_G1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/quK5vi4_iok/s400/s640x480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201985762425248594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After gobbling down the burgers/fries/drinks @ burger king, we RUSHED to hwa chong to watch “how the other half loves”. Missed a stop though ALL of us were already waiting at the exit. ARGH. Ranranran all the way there, turned up at the audi all sweaty. It’s very nice, though I didn’t understand more than half of what they were talking bout. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, and I finally got a photo of that clock tower, a very ugly shot though, since I was RUNNING as I took this pic. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEqTVf_G0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/vkPPpcNwbw4/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEqTVf_G0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/vkPPpcNwbw4/s320/DSC00070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201985556266818370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went home, packed, laid down on my bed, slept.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, the next morning we went out with my cousins/relative to portsdown road, cicada (well, there are lots of cicadas there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Picked up these very beautiful seeds &amp;amp;, according to my dad, if you pick a thousand, your wish will come true. I think they look a lot like saga seeds, the one you learn at p5/6 that they disperse by explosive action… ya, those. they have this very lovely playground too!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDErGVf_G2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/TORbMaBaNBk/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDErGVf_G2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/TORbMaBaNBk/s400/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201986432440146786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDErblf_G4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/EVojQnEWGcc/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDErblf_G4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/EVojQnEWGcc/s400/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201986797512366978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to lower pierce after that and got freaked out by my uncle’s dog =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Leaving next thurs for &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;korea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;! Though I haven’t finish ANY of the resources yet (oops~)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;`crystal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/6359648782262680377-1224832661343390345?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1224832661343390345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=1224832661343390345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1224832661343390345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1224832661343390345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick-and-dying-ahwells-youth14s-on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SDEnVFf_GoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/600iPB5y48c/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-7397982094555083907</id><published>2008-05-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T20:12:26.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We broke.&lt;br /&gt;Second debate was BAD.&lt;br /&gt;We still broke, alongside was SCGS, HCI, ACSI, RI, MGS, PLMGS, UWC. Well, if I get it correct, that’s it.&lt;br /&gt;ELATED. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKs for the letters juniors, yes, we love you too *hugs&amp;amp;kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……erm, ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, forget it, there’s a whole lot of people to thank [coaches, teachers, friends, seniors, bla bla bla]. my “thank you speeches” are bad and I cant concentrate on anything now anyway, shall continue with this like, after next sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thought we wont talk like, again, ever, but hope this turns out well. *crosses fingers* and yes, I figure it just sucks trying to be who you;re not, trying to fit in but you know, it’s not just for “anyone’s” attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, sorry whoever’s-reading-this but I just feel so snappish today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t smile when you ACTUALLY want to laugh, cause it will just appear fake and I will hate you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-7397982094555083907?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7397982094555083907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=7397982094555083907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7397982094555083907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7397982094555083907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3505429555877722768</id><published>2008-05-07T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:01:29.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cnt believe im posting though I have A SPEECH TO RUSH BEFORE1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was the FIRST time ever we train till 9pm into the night, which was real &lt;em&gt;COOL&lt;/em&gt;: cases, debate, pizzas, sleepyheads, HCI CLOCK TOWER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that building’s so so PRETTY at night! It’s like some fairy tale castle thing, though fairy tales don’t exist anymore [cry people CRY!]. should have taken a photo of it, but, well, we were eating REAL YUMMY PIZZAS= oily hands= no photos :p but, YES of course, NY’s nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before music today [last music lesson EVER- no more in sec3/4/2 ;( ], Angeline and I were talking bout, umm, ohya- addictions, food addictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory number 1: Angeline’s always addicted to one thing or another and ends up eating it EVERYDAY and getting SICK of it. Then she’ll like ANOTHER thing and be SICK of it again, and *the cycle continues….*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory number 2: Crystal loves food addictions but wont get sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow, we began talking about &lt;strong&gt;chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;! There are like, so many types of chocolates and all of them are SO fab. Willy wonka, Cadbury easter bar, top deck, -and the list &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;goes on&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and on&lt;/span&gt;, and on, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and on&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and on&lt;/span&gt;…-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speech&lt;br /&gt;cl news paper review&lt;br /&gt;his assignment&lt;br /&gt;la sia&lt;br /&gt;cl sia&lt;br /&gt;250 cheng yu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH. It’s now 10.45, it was 10.15 a minute a go! [ok, sorry, mathematically illogical], worse still, I feel like SLEEPING. D: no wait, it's 11.05 NOW! *guilt surges through*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I post will probably be after u14s! which is like: this SAT! GO FORTH SEC2s! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crystal&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-3505429555877722768?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3505429555877722768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3505429555877722768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3505429555877722768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3505429555877722768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/05/cnt-believe-im-posting-though-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-5885128306376237087</id><published>2008-04-28T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:02:41.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, thought of sth to post bout, bet you haven’t thought of one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I LOVE NYDC!!!! And this is gong to be the OFFICIAL song for this coming competition: u14s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SBU-A0q_MRI/AAAAAAAAADs/qzuV6W5Z9lc/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194125929101603090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SBU-A0q_MRI/AAAAAAAAADs/qzuV6W5Z9lc/s320/clip_image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SBU-A0q_MSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0UjNkw4rN7k/s1600-h/clip_image003"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194125929101603106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SBU-A0q_MSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0UjNkw4rN7k/s320/clip_image003" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Song by Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car&lt;br /&gt;He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;The other on my heart&lt;br /&gt;I look around, turn the radio down&lt;br /&gt;He says baby is something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song&lt;br /&gt;And he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the slamming screen door,&lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's late and your mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home ... before I said amen&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day&lt;br /&gt;Had gone all wrong and been trampled on&lt;br /&gt;And lost and thrown away&lt;br /&gt;Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed&lt;br /&gt;I almost didn't notice all the roses&lt;br /&gt;And the note that said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard every album, listened to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Waited for something to come along&lt;br /&gt;That was as good as our song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our song is the slamming screen door&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking out late, tapping on his window&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and he talks real slow&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's late and his mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way he laughs&lt;br /&gt;The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, before I said amen&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone&lt;br /&gt;In the front seat of his car&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a pen and an old napkin&lt;br /&gt;And I... wrote down our song &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-5885128306376237087?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5885128306376237087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=5885128306376237087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5885128306376237087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5885128306376237087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/haha-thought-of-sth-to-post-bout-bet.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SBU-A0q_MRI/AAAAAAAAADs/qzuV6W5Z9lc/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-8537124518868513223</id><published>2008-04-27T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:41:42.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am posting now :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-8537124518868513223?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8537124518868513223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=8537124518868513223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8537124518868513223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8537124518868513223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-posting-now-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-8525118215649511636</id><published>2008-04-26T18:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:20:11.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Starting from now, I shall end my post by signing off, to differentiate btwn grace and I, that said, I shall start my post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been posting for a long time, since umm (see date of previous post). And I have SO much to say and SO much to tell, so!: this may end up as a real drag-y and potentially 100-page.essay post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JGs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.evening.timekeeping3rdplacedebate.courtshoes.running.screaming.laughing.hysterical&lt;br /&gt;"goodnights”and seemingly insincere “thanksforcomings.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**notice I used the word “seemingly”, which means we ARE really sincere in fact :D&lt;br /&gt;That basically sums up everything.&lt;br /&gt;It was LOADS AND LOADS of fun! &amp;amp; embarrassing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 5.30pm, when less than ¼ of the audi was filled (thank goodness!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ended the conversation was janessa&amp;amp;minqhee&amp;amp;tammie- walked down the steps GRACEFULLY (haha, with a pencil skirt: I doubt so) and SLOWLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1step-2steps-OOPS! **slips and fall [WHERE’S FRICTION WHEN I NEED IT!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stares at RI person sitting on the seat beside where I fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the steps and starts whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to janessa and complained bout shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to RI guy and told him he saw nothing (I think he thought i was joking bout that, since he was just laughing aft that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked down SNAIL SPEED and went out of the audi to HIDE MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**end of embarrassing play number1. scene1**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not mention in great detail how I shrieked and frowned while jan and Angeline INSISTED we go to the canteen by the bright way- running&lt;br /&gt;I WAS IN COURT SHOES!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I don’t blame you two- shall stress again&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NYDC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how much our seniors ROCK? Go read any NYDC blog and you will know that we LOVE THEM ALL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U14s:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 sec2s only 5 can get into the team for it: chels, huiqi, jan, joyan and your truly.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what: the rest ARE marvelously fabulously GOOD too! Just that it’s a DEBATE and there can only be FIVE in a team.&lt;br /&gt;10th May- prelims&lt;br /&gt;17th May- quarters, semis, finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CSM:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, 204 FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL OF YOU! (cause with me supporting you, nothing will be impossible!) HA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 APR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH: HCI (high), HCI (college), NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess I shall end &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots.and.lots.of.love,&lt;br /&gt;crystal :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-8525118215649511636?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8525118215649511636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=8525118215649511636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8525118215649511636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8525118215649511636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/starting-from-now-i-shall-end-my-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-580128248222298618</id><published>2008-04-22T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:51:06.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:DDD</title><content type='html'>we are so going to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SMASH CSM :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-580128248222298618?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/580128248222298618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=580128248222298618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/580128248222298618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/580128248222298618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/ddd.html' title=':DDD'/><author><name>grace!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04578460307326513744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3959762894251909230</id><published>2008-04-14T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:35:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though i know it's real silly posting TWICE a day, it's okay, i am now too contented with the 'ample' time i'm having ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around me seem to be all emo and sad these few days, and though i really feel like sinking into sadness and all the depressing stuff with them, i've decided not too, it's always good to have a HAPPY + SMILEY person around to brighten up the day rights? *ahems ahems, pardon my ego-ness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one after another they seem to be on the verge of breaking down, with an assortment of reasons: friendship, project work, SIAs, and other what-not reasons. but hey: chill people and no matter what it is, it will always end up well.&lt;br /&gt;just look for someone close to rant to, but you know, sometimes the closer you are with another person, the harder it gets to communicate. just like how tedious it is to do math questions the more you do them. mayb it's cause the higher the level you're at, the more things you realise, and you will tend to notice some nitty gritty details which are often disturbing, and you have never before uncover- to the extend that it gets  way too personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i don't know what weird logic that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i guess some things just aren't suppose to make sense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-3959762894251909230?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3959762894251909230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3959762894251909230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3959762894251909230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3959762894251909230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/though-i-know-its-real-silly-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-1129897976213793395</id><published>2008-04-14T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:09:29.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arena: nanyang versus fairfield tonight @ 8pm- channel5. hope i get the details right cause the last time i watched the arena was probably last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miss it tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be very free today, okay, at least i THINK i am free- without debate training for sec2s today, I reached home at round 4.30pm and spent one hour finishing my math wksheet [not including the time i spend thinking of nonsense and staring into space] :P&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, typing a post real fast, wondering how many typo errors are there already.&lt;br /&gt;changed a blogskin, not sure if it suits though, since i don't really listen to music that often, and even when i do, i would probably listen to one and stick with it for at least 2 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh- grace FINALLYupdated her blog, been waiting for a long...long..time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angeline's getting FUNNIER and CUTER these few days: though gone{not!} are the angeline+work=emo-ing days&lt;br /&gt;huiqi's vampire teeth are CUTE&lt;br /&gt;chelsea's finally OVER IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~don'tyoujust&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;NYDC?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-1129897976213793395?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/1129897976213793395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=1129897976213793395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1129897976213793395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/1129897976213793395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/arena-nanyang-versus-fairfield-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-5781219305652645835</id><published>2008-04-10T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:19:34.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Burst vessels, blue blacks, muscle cramps, lunches and periods of &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;volleyball&lt;/span&gt;=FUN&lt;br /&gt;Though I still can’t play well, WHO CARES, i shall dedicate the rest of my lunches to playing volley with you guys &lt;33 AND: CHEERS! We [when I say we, I really mean our class, cause anyone who knows me well enough knows that I CNT run] got SECOND for the heats today! Getting better each year huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth much really happened today, lessons passed real slowly and time seems to be CRAWLING by…oh, ya,&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; CIP&lt;/span&gt; today was the BEST I’ve EVER done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class we got was super enthu and nice, so, everything went as we wanted it to be: acting out the ending of “the three little sheep”-with a twist. I was laughing my way through the CIP, taking photos, hiding from other cameras, thinking of possible plots for my group: sean, hong ray and kai yin and from our sch: denise, minqhee, yeehui :D [I shall fill in the photos part real soon, I hope…]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cnt concentrate on anything these few days, beginning to find 101 &lt;strong&gt;excuses&lt;/strong&gt; NOT to complete my work and end up rushing them: handing in sloppy work. And even now as I type these words, I am already thinking of the work I have and why I shouldn’t do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahwells, ishall go finish the remainingwork I have to complete and go sleep early, though I seriously don’t know how I’m going to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-5781219305652645835?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/5781219305652645835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=5781219305652645835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5781219305652645835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/5781219305652645835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/burst-vessels-blue-blacks-muscle-cramps.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3208865154085542263</id><published>2008-04-07T08:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:13:33.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great, 2 and a half hour to exam, with a bleeding heel and a twisted neck, I am so going to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chelsea’s birthday today! Gave her the present grace and I bought and grace insisted that I only provided the wrapping paper- MEANIE :D anyway, JGs semis on Friday, I wonder who we’ll be against.. but no matter what seniors will still debate in ny audi! yay!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School’s starting in like 20 minutes, shall go finish Denise’s b-day cake                                               [was her bday yesterday!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy b-day chels and denise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, it’s grace’s birthday soon and she is now real j-e-a-l-o-u-s cause I didn’t type her name there!&lt;/span&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/6359648782262680377-3208865154085542263?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3208865154085542263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3208865154085542263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3208865154085542263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3208865154085542263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-2-and-half-hour-to-exam-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3112789372021761567</id><published>2008-04-05T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:27:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh oh gosh! Watched this documentary called taboo, which showed the “evolution” of tattooing from tribal to modern days. IT WAS GROSS. There’s this toddler, barely 2-3 years old and the people in the tribe sent him to this man who started to slash patterns on that poor baby’s face. After that, when his mom’s washing his BLOODY face, she was saying how happy she was since the pattern’s same as hers… [WTH]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“What’s worse is that they were born into this”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching that HORRIBLE film, we went to Terminal3 for dinner and bought lots of candies&amp;amp;chocs from Candy Empire… :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, shall talk bout Chelsea’s “party” in school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s 12nn, the classroom door went ‘knock knock’ and there stood Chelsea’s dad with a big lana chocolate cake! :D yummy! Chelsea appeared very surprised and went “but it’s not yet my birthday, it’s next Monday!” anyways, we had cake for lunch- but there was no knife, so janessa ran down to get a knife and when we finally saw her, there was only FORK in her hand. So we ‘cut’ the cake with a fork and a pair of chopsticks, first time ever in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and next on Friday was JGs!!! And we got into semis!!!&lt;br /&gt;RI, HCI, NYGH, NJC(IP) got into semis! :D wonder who we’ll be against…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and now we’re watching this nice nice film called MERMAID, real touching&lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s about this balloon with the letter from a little girl to her father in heaven, which floated half way round the globe to this town called Mermaid and a family of 4 found it. They wrote back to her and this was on the news, which made everyone write to her… and she overcame her fear of speech (since her dad’s death) and get on with life... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shall end my post here and start research-paper-writing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ slacking away, watching documentaries, dramas, films and what-nots… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-3112789372021761567?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3112789372021761567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3112789372021761567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3112789372021761567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3112789372021761567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/04/gosh-oh-gosh-watched-this-documentary.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3556407859613818222</id><published>2008-03-27T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:49:58.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another song I am beginning to like, heard it quite some time ago when conducting the SMP experiments in the lab [there’s a radio] and Chelsea suddenly mentioned it and HENce I shall post the lyrics… the story seems like the typically “o-break-my-heart” kinda song, real nice though, her eyes are really nice and the dress is fab too, though too long for occasions of any sort…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**PS, chels loves this kind of songs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://luvlyrics.com/lyrics/taylor-swift"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me,&lt;br /&gt;I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-3556407859613818222?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3556407859613818222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3556407859613818222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3556407859613818222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3556407859613818222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-song-i-am-beginning-to-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-4327509095312510998</id><published>2008-03-26T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:52:56.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is seriously crashing down on me, very hard, can’t take it anymore but well, deserved it. Shall wait for another term before I start dropping a few commitments here and there… but for now, I shall close my eyes and prepare to flunk a few more subjects or so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s real slack, though training ended at round 7 plus. There was prize presentation and as I was PATIENTLY waiting for the parents to reach and for the whole thing to start – I fell asleep, again... and dreamt of myself going overseas and all of a sudden someone was calling me, and that someone (or rather two of them) turned out to be my two classmates trying all ways to wake me up. Parents started to stream in and I was SO TIRED that I’m sure I look very pissed when I went on stage…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JGs this Friday, mentioned like 101 times but I seriously don’t feel like going!!! Feel so slack nowadays and I have this feeling that I REALLY REALLY should delete this blog but HEY, i bet I will continue with my daily routine consisting of slacking, slacking and finally panicking until it finally hurts as I fall. till then, good luck to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-4327509095312510998?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4327509095312510998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=4327509095312510998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/4327509095312510998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/4327509095312510998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-life-is-seriously-crashing-down-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-548404284705447502</id><published>2008-03-25T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T07:17:02.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ballet every Monday + arena on Monday = missing every possible episode till 7th April [ballet exams, no lessons] which is a very sad thing since I missed EVERY episode last year and wouldn’t want to miss another year of it. AND THEY DON’T POST IT ON YOUTUBE…. Oh, except for the trailer…. Which my seniors look very cool in :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing ballet lessons again this Friday due to JGs and I am starting to freak out cause exams on 7th April… and there’s only 2 more lessons till I start breaking my toes. And right after my exam I will have to return to school for debate training, which will be a horrible sight- mixture of lotsandlotsof gel and manymany clips, bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop crapping bout ballet here, school’s starting…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-548404284705447502?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/548404284705447502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=548404284705447502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/548404284705447502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/548404284705447502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/ballet-every-monday-arena-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-283024064660720541</id><published>2008-03-23T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:59:24.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what- WE GOT IN TO WORLD FINALS.- ALL 3 TEAMS FOR NY&lt;br /&gt;I am totally at loss for words, but hey, we were there from 8 AM to 12 MIDNIGHT, and will be utterly disappointed if we don’t get in... But then again, at the last moment, we were like “aiya, don’t care le la…”&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had loads of fun, debating, writing essays, doing mcqs, trying to rack our brains over the scholars quiz… haha, and talking bout the quiz, this is what happened…&lt;br /&gt;(3 guys in the senior section sat at the table in front of us)&lt;br /&gt;Me (thinking): they look very slack&lt;br /&gt;~guy denies and said he mugged very hard~&lt;br /&gt;All: I don’t believe you&lt;br /&gt;IN THE END: guy went up the stage 5 times, with 3 gold and 2 don’t know what…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people there were nice, very nice, but then again, a lot of them were awfully smart, like crazy, especially one school- RI… once again, I shall describe what happened yesterday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy (who look really slack and stuff): aiya, you all mug so hard or what, wont help one la… [starts talking and we believed him, well, partly due to me being very slack too]&lt;br /&gt;Ends up, - guy got 3 medals and his team got a total of more than 10 medals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which- RI practically swiped everything of the junior section la!!! The only other school who got awards for j. section is nonetheless- Nanyang! Although we pale in comparison, at least we broke their trend!! The person-who-reads-the-list-of-awards-and-who-won-them said so many times “RI” that all of us were like- they should get a permanent seat there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NY senior teams were good too! Adding both teams together- a total of 6medals… &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun [minus the part when I had to wear my contacts for SIXTEEN hours straight]…. Cnt wait for the finals!!! Shall mug VERY VERY hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-283024064660720541?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/283024064660720541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=283024064660720541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/283024064660720541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/283024064660720541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/guess-what-we-got-in-to-world-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-8265295680969044036</id><published>2008-03-20T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T13:55:58.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOCK TEST ARE OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now 15minutes past the last paper of history, not sure if i did well for the subjects but most of the papers were manageable, EXCEPT math, which i thought i would be quite confident in... anyways, IT"S OFFICIALLY OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace, min &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;qhee&lt;/span&gt;, l.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; and Janessa are going to plaza sing. to celebrate while I'm and here typing a random post while waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WSC&lt;/span&gt; training to start, speaking of which we just received another set of notes on this three hour long film YESTERDAY and the competition's ON SATURDAY. going to be wearing the school blazer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story below is--- the scarlet ibis!!! read it last year for LA and when the class read it, a lot were either a, very sad or b, cried, very hard and that includes me, but it's really very very very very touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not post the entire story, since it will probably jam up the entire blog, but read it from this web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://209.184.141.5/westwood/academ/depts/dpteng/L-Coker/VirtualEnglish/Englsih%20I/English%20Ia/scarlet_ibis.htm"&gt;http://209.184.141.5/westwood/academ/depts/dpteng/L-Coker/VirtualEnglish/Englsih%20I/English%20Ia/scarlet_ibis.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall mug for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WSC&lt;/span&gt; now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-8265295680969044036?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8265295680969044036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=8265295680969044036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8265295680969044036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8265295680969044036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/block-test-are-over-its-now-15minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-384507547587060977</id><published>2008-03-13T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:05:57.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promised myself not to post, but who cares…&lt;br /&gt;Just went for three days (mon to wed- 9.30am to 5pm!!!) of SMP trial run for the experiment which will be commencing in the June hols, super cool, the first two days were interesting, fun (includes clearing the ileum of the rat and mounting it on the organ bath to track the rate of contractions, mixing KREBS and Ca+ PSS, etc,etc) BUT the third day was GROSSLY EXCITING- in the morning we went to the animal house to dissect a rat to retrieve more ileum for the experiment.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I thought I would freak out and stuff, but it seem so fake… we didn’t get to dissect, since you need a cert to do so, but cherie and I stood there and saw wan ning put the poor rat into the gas chamber before finally dissecting it…&lt;br /&gt;The first layer was the fur coat, then the muscles, which followed by a horrible sight of the intestines and organs being ‘extracted’. I took a photo of the ileum, and one of the other attachment student took the photo of the ENTIRE RAT WITH A HUGE HOLE IN ITS STOMACH, she promised to send me, so I’m still waiting….&lt;br /&gt;But dun worry, I will never post such a thing on my blog…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days to mug for block tests- six papers, five requires serious mugging- have not started on ANY of them due to the serious lack of time…&lt;br /&gt;Jia you everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhaha, I figured out something I knew two months ago- I will be free of at least two other commitments by the end of june hols!!! Leaving only SMP AND debate AND ballet, which is not that bad already….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shall end here and not post for another two weeks, since block tests and WSC takes up probably the entire of next week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-384507547587060977?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/384507547587060977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=384507547587060977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/384507547587060977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/384507547587060977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/promised-myself-not-to-post-but-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-8421000680088268042</id><published>2008-03-07T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:15:36.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4pNCzCDI/AAAAAAAAADk/advn8h97bZc/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174909358608418866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4pNCzCDI/AAAAAAAAADk/advn8h97bZc/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and tammie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4LNCzB9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/rUr0Hso9mvI/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908843212343250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4LNCzB9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/rUr0Hso9mvI/s320/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jie yi as 'tai4 jian4' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4LdCzB-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6qJVTvSWZv0/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908847507310562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4LdCzB-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6qJVTvSWZv0/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the jade emperor and emperess, a.k.a- tammie and janessa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4L9CzB_I/AAAAAAAAADE/SDGTsPnyi6E/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908856097245170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4L9CzB_I/AAAAAAAAADE/SDGTsPnyi6E/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4MNCzCAI/AAAAAAAAADM/a0AtljFO0NY/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908860392212482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4MNCzCAI/AAAAAAAAADM/a0AtljFO0NY/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; besties! &lt;33&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908864687179794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4MdCzCBI/AAAAAAAAADU/D0Untn__LJU/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3ltCzB4I/AAAAAAAAACM/0jLDwjU1IQg/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908198967248770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3ltCzB4I/AAAAAAAAACM/0jLDwjU1IQg/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3mNCzB5I/AAAAAAAAACU/ut_E8XoccAo/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908207557183378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3mNCzB5I/AAAAAAAAACU/ut_E8XoccAo/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, cherie, denise and grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3mtCzB6I/AAAAAAAAACc/-lnu_WkhKJc/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908216147117986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3mtCzB6I/AAAAAAAAACc/-lnu_WkhKJc/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3nNCzB7I/AAAAAAAAACk/M8QrEPlJ7bg/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908224737052594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3nNCzB7I/AAAAAAAAACk/M8QrEPlJ7bg/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3ndCzB8I/AAAAAAAAACs/nHbJ04x-aXU/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174908229032019906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D3ndCzB8I/AAAAAAAAACs/nHbJ04x-aXU/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chels as cactus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-8421000680088268042?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8421000680088268042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=8421000680088268042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8421000680088268042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8421000680088268042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-and-tammie-jie-yi-as-tai4-jian4-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D4pNCzCDI/AAAAAAAAADk/advn8h97bZc/s72-c/DSC00069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-8644108003077153722</id><published>2008-03-07T07:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:15:22.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the last day of camp, just ate some very oily carrot cake and very dry cupcake which is stuck in my throat, still. anyway, there will be drama today and although i am not really looking forward to it, jia you! the dragon's dancing around the class now with cardboard boxes on their heads ,i shall post all(or most) of the pictures i took during the three day camp, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i am finally HOME, althougth there's still JGs later on... i seriously cnt believe it! 204 WON TWO PRIZES- best activity (the amazing race- with 208) and the drama, which we have rushed out. &lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our [''cam.p''- whoring] moments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D1zNCzBxI/AAAAAAAAABU/GOEUUsTO-hQ/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D1BtCzBqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/GWh4bGHNcJ4/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D1CNCzBrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kf3bqV0uBc0/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/R9D1CdCzBsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XiiYu3WSQis/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-8644108003077153722?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/8644108003077153722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=8644108003077153722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8644108003077153722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/8644108003077153722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/todays-last-day-of-camp-just-ate-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-7414915461398734427</id><published>2008-03-04T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:08:42.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>took a personality test in sch today, i'am type CD :) which means i am analytical and decisive, which also means compliance and domineering... sorta guessed it cause it's quite obvious ... anyway, chels CUT HER HAIR, she looks a lot nicer but she still refuses to believe me, insisting that she look weird and stuff... anyway, tml is LSC and I wont be posting for a VERY LONG time &lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first round of arena (NY versus Fairfield Methodist ) me and chels created this perfect scenario for the song both of us ADORE, k, not a lot, maybe a lot but anyway, this super sad and emo “movie” that we came up with for the song by RAYMOND- this cantonese song that is very nice…. After listening to that song, both of us were like sad and dying… L lol, puberty la, I guess…shall try to look for the song since chels requested for it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, chels was SO HAPPY when she heard that her team got in for OM singapore, but only to realise that the teachers calculated the scores wrongly, she seems optimistic bout it but anyway, cheer up, i will always be there to counsel you! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah, ran out of stuff to write, bye:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, grace will be SO jealous when she read this post, but you know, I LOVE YOU ALL THE SAME, just a little inclined to grace, since i know her for a longer time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-7414915461398734427?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/7414915461398734427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=7414915461398734427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7414915461398734427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/7414915461398734427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/took-personality-test-in-sch-today-iam.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-3513834263002731429</id><published>2008-03-04T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T13:54:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S.: this was written on the 3rd of march:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, the arena photos are HORRID! Check them out at the official website under 'photo gallery'- "auditions", which you can find ALL the schools TAKING part in the arena and their introductory videos!! Some of the schools' costumes are OKAY, or even till some extend- nice (i.e., NYDC&lt;333) but anyway, shall leave that alone for now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's so called the first day of camp, without a stay over kind of preparation thing, tomorrow too, wed will be the "official opening" but anyway, don't feel too good bout it though…, with loads of work to revise, SIAs to complete, and a drama left NOT- completed (the performance's on Friday and more than half a class refuse to cooperate) :( !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and speaking bout Friday, it's JGs! Heehee, the once-in-a-year competition is here! This time it's prelims 2 – Nanyang versus cat high and yadle yadle yadle… although it'll be SO much fun- hey, it is like RIGHT AFTER CAMP- which ends @ 1 and JGs at 5+pm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a chain mail, not the typical i-will-delete-it-now kind, but it's a sort of nice poem kind:&lt;br /&gt;A drunk man in an Oldsmobile&lt;br /&gt;They said had run the light&lt;br /&gt;That caused the six-car pileup&lt;br /&gt;On 109 that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When broken bodies lay about&lt;br /&gt;And blood was everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;The sirens screamed out elegies,&lt;br /&gt;For death was in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother, trapped inside her car,&lt;br /&gt;Was heard above the noise;&lt;br /&gt;Her plaintive plea near split the air:&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, God, please spare my boys!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fought to loose her pinioned hands;&lt;br /&gt;She struggled to get free,&lt;br /&gt;But mangled metal held her fast&lt;br /&gt;In grim captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her frightened eyes then focused&lt;br /&gt;On where the back seat once had been,&lt;br /&gt;But all she saw was broken glass and&lt;br /&gt;Two children's seats crushed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her twins were nowhere to be seen;&lt;br /&gt;She did not hear them cry,&lt;br /&gt;And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, God, don't let them die!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then firemen came and cut her loose,&lt;br /&gt;But when they searched the back,&lt;br /&gt;They found therein no little boys,&lt;br /&gt;But the seat belts were intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They thought the woman had gone mad&lt;br /&gt;And was traveling alone,&lt;br /&gt;But when they turned to question her,&lt;br /&gt;They discovered she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policemen saw her running wild&lt;br /&gt;And screaming above the noise&lt;br /&gt;In beseeching supplication,&lt;br /&gt;'Please help me find my boys! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're four years old and wear blue shirts;&lt;br /&gt;Their jeans are blue to match.'&lt;br /&gt;One cop spoke up, 'They're in my car,&lt;br /&gt;And they don't have a scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said their daddy put them there&lt;br /&gt;And gave them each a cone,&lt;br /&gt;Then told them both to wait for Mom&lt;br /&gt;To come and take them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've searched the area high and low,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find their dad.&lt;br /&gt;He must have fled the scene,&lt;br /&gt;I guess, and that is very bad.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother hugged the twins and said,&lt;br /&gt;While wiping at a tear,&lt;br /&gt;'He could not flee the scene, you see,&lt;br /&gt;For he's been dead a year.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cop just looked confused and asked,&lt;br /&gt;'Now, how can that be true?'&lt;br /&gt;The boys said, 'Mommy, Daddy came&lt;br /&gt;And left a kiss for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told us not to worry&lt;br /&gt;And that you would be all right,&lt;br /&gt;And then he put us in this car with&lt;br /&gt;The pretty, flashing light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted him to stay with us,&lt;br /&gt;Because we miss him so,&lt;br /&gt;But Mommy, he just hugged us tight&lt;br /&gt;And said he had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said someday we'd understand&lt;br /&gt;And told us not to fuss,&lt;br /&gt;And he said to tell you, Mommy,&lt;br /&gt;He's watching over us.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother knew without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;That what they spoke was true,&lt;br /&gt;For she recalled their dad's last words,&lt;br /&gt;'I will watch over you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The firemen's notes could not explain&lt;br /&gt;The twisted, mangled car,&lt;br /&gt;And how the three of them escaped&lt;br /&gt;Without a single scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the cop's report was scribed,&lt;br /&gt;In print so very fine,&lt;br /&gt;An angel walked the beat tonight&lt;br /&gt;On Highway 109&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it NICE? anyway, i will probably be NOT posting for a VERY long time cause there will be block test in week one and WSC in week two, i think. NO, wait, same week, right after block test- the sat:( i cant wait but have not finish studying the four super thick guide books and the directed reaserch- i really want to get into the nxt round!!! which will be held in korea. only the top top of each country, or isit nation, will get into the final round in seoul.... &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally for once, my post is not as emo as how huiqi will imagine it to be, cause i shall remain my sanity for a few more days before i start slashing my wrist in the next few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-3513834263002731429?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/3513834263002731429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=3513834263002731429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3513834263002731429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/3513834263002731429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/03/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-4481329384988619013</id><published>2008-02-25T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:37:30.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It suddenly occurred to me that I am not at all good in my studies, well, not anymore. It just came to me when my LA teacher returned the scripts to me, they stand like- 20 percent out of my ca1 and 4 percent out of my entire year. I seriously suck, a lot. I am now on the verge of failing my subjects and I just have this feeling that this will happen to the rest of my subjects too, first Chinese(okay, dint exactly fail but, ya...), now LA, what next? Science and math, please, don’t do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I use to think how smart I am, and well, that makes up for my laziness, but suddenly, well, it’s wearing off, that special ‘magic’ that sustained me in this school is slowly evaporating into nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block test is coming soon, WSC is next, and both I have not mug for. And with everyone around me saying how they have not studied but just made notes for every possible subject and doing every question off that text book, I really feel like crying. In the past, I would have cried, but now I am still typing nonsense instead of studying, well, maybe I deserve all this hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-4481329384988619013?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/feeds/4481329384988619013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359648782262680377&amp;postID=4481329384988619013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/4481329384988619013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/4481329384988619013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-suddenly-occurred-to-me-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359648782262680377.post-2922082166662490595</id><published>2008-02-20T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T16:04:49.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder what to post, the very first one, i sorta lost the 'inspiration' to post, with no one sitting in the class except angeline(engrossed in reading STH, giggling away), the OM girls(trying to NOt let the 54 boxes topple). i need someone or sth to dedicate this post to, or i will be just typing away aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of strange things have been happening to me, i start doing badly for chinese, i seem to be slacking, EVERYTHING seems to have changed since the very first day of this year, well, i am only sec two and EVERYTHING seems to be crushing me down, work, life, FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFFs will kill you, just by thinking how i may end up in a different class from her, makes my heart ache, really. IMAGINE how we will have our own new bffs and may just brush past each other, mayb with only a faint smile or a soft 'hi'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun want history to repeat itself, i dun want to get hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself to stop wasting my time and start on my math worksheet a.s.a.p. but then again, how much can i do in like- 30 minutes, which is actually ALOT to someone who reaches home by like around 7.30pm everyday and to the extend of 9.30pm on fridays and mondays. (okay, i am starting to complain again, dont mind me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359648782262680377-2922082166662490595?l=tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2922082166662490595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359648782262680377/posts/default/2922082166662490595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-fetishes.blogspot.com/2008/02/rdg.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04088654488992315636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhtT8spagFo/SmLCXaG1vvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RKQUJ6lEgpk/S220/Smile_mickey_by_rafaellaK.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
