<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515</id><updated>2009-11-16T17:16:16.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Μĭđnĭghŧ Wh¡Šþers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>424</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-24430047756288120</id><published>2009-11-16T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:16:16.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SwEYQtff-QI/AAAAAAAABYc/2oN110Ke8pQ/s1600/DSC03776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SwEYQtff-QI/AAAAAAAABYc/2oN110Ke8pQ/s400/DSC03776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404627703189993730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to just close our eyes and forget everything that we went through?&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to just cover our ears to get away from the noise pollution we are making?&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to stop breathing for just a while and breathe in the fresh air when we feel like to?&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to isolate ourselves so that we don't need to create noises?&lt;br /&gt;And is it possible to have short term memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz memory ain't an ability. It's a burden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-24430047756288120?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/24430047756288120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=24430047756288120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/24430047756288120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/24430047756288120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-it-possible-to-just-close-our-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SwEYQtff-QI/AAAAAAAABYc/2oN110Ke8pQ/s72-c/DSC03776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-4287185507956602022</id><published>2009-11-13T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:41:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booo</title><content type='html'>Today is the day that determines my years in Uni. The doubt is still there. Am I capable of doing what I think I can do? I hope so. There's no turning back...unless I marry a rich ang mo and become a mistress ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-4287185507956602022?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4287185507956602022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=4287185507956602022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4287185507956602022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4287185507956602022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/booo.html' title='Booo'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-8670060798371094059</id><published>2009-11-09T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T19:26:08.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Svf7m7SpxBI/AAAAAAAABYM/mq8dlU3zWXE/s1600-h/I_m_Falling_Into_Memories____by_smashmethod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Svf7m7SpxBI/AAAAAAAABYM/mq8dlU3zWXE/s400/I_m_Falling_Into_Memories____by_smashmethod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402062924223726610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished being evil and sabotage-ous. And it just feels so good. : ) And as we grow up and grow further apart from each other, we know that someday when we stop our pace in lives for just a while and turn back what we've done...together, the smile and the laughter on our faces will be priceless. So do the memories we had together too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that we cannot earn is memories but we gain. From great people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers &amp; sorry...♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-8670060798371094059?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8670060798371094059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=8670060798371094059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8670060798371094059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8670060798371094059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Svf7m7SpxBI/AAAAAAAABYM/mq8dlU3zWXE/s72-c/I_m_Falling_Into_Memories____by_smashmethod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-5140437551281864265</id><published>2009-11-03T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:42:21.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sista,</title><content type='html'>You know what? I was discussing stuff with mum just now and she said she thought the girl in my display pic was YOU when she first glanced it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANING I AM BECOMING FAT NOW!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more hurtful was when she asked me to to look at both of her and my display pic. And boy, isn't that a big contrast? I used to be so slim and cute and adorable and ...*slap self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW, SEE THE ARMS PART. FAT JOR LO. T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL... SO, in order to take my revenge, I shall cut off your face, sista! X) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SvAHP7Zw6AI/AAAAAAAABYE/q2zJ3D6hEaE/s1600-h/mua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SvAHP7Zw6AI/AAAAAAAABYE/q2zJ3D6hEaE/s320/mua.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399823923442411522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Your always adorable little sista &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-5140437551281864265?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5140437551281864265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=5140437551281864265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5140437551281864265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5140437551281864265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-sista.html' title='Dear Sista,'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SvAHP7Zw6AI/AAAAAAAABYE/q2zJ3D6hEaE/s72-c/mua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-8072239012254021595</id><published>2009-10-31T14:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:54:55.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Post 3</title><content type='html'>Should be studying now. But end up blogging. Go me! -__- Okay, let's see what I have in my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Car's playful moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvbj5FmxbI/AAAAAAAABWE/H89g2-qkx7k/s1600-h/DSC03429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvbj5FmxbI/AAAAAAAABWE/H89g2-qkx7k/s320/DSC03429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398649987999909298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvbjrlB3VI/AAAAAAAABV8/_5gw5Q3flKQ/s1600-h/DSC03428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvbjrlB3VI/AAAAAAAABV8/_5gw5Q3flKQ/s320/DSC03428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398649984373611858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvbjZLnbVI/AAAAAAAABV0/blxncf6Qbo8/s1600-h/DSC03426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvbjZLnbVI/AAAAAAAABV0/blxncf6Qbo8/s320/DSC03426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398649979435183442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvbiyw-NfI/AAAAAAAABVs/vyQYKd3nuxw/s1600-h/DSC03423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvbiyw-NfI/AAAAAAAABVs/vyQYKd3nuxw/s320/DSC03423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398649969122883058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Jas the bully aka the toilet bowl pusher&lt;br /&gt;I was just pretending to love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvbiwSi_OI/AAAAAAAABVk/Wj5Nc1WhQJU/s1600-h/DSC03333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvbiwSi_OI/AAAAAAAABVk/Wj5Nc1WhQJU/s320/DSC03333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398649968458398946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Alex the so-called Zak Apron. In Math class. Camwhoring. With Chiew the big fat assless at the back zzz-ing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvcAathcMI/AAAAAAAABWs/F-3NfuEF6Fk/s1600-h/DSC03456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvcAathcMI/AAAAAAAABWs/F-3NfuEF6Fk/s320/DSC03456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398650478062039234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My math teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvcAMhjcqI/AAAAAAAABWk/JlAbt1FIeLk/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvcAMhjcqI/AAAAAAAABWk/JlAbt1FIeLk/s320/DSC03453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398650474253742754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhh. He's sound asleep : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvb_33kKcI/AAAAAAAABWc/qaKI46fGIQE/s1600-h/DSC03452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvb_33kKcI/AAAAAAAABWc/qaKI46fGIQE/s320/DSC03452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398650468708919746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get what I meant about the Zak Apron thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvb_plXiOI/AAAAAAAABWU/xuUcoz3pI3g/s1600-h/DSC03451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvb_plXiOI/AAAAAAAABWU/xuUcoz3pI3g/s320/DSC03451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398650464874498274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Ser being bullied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvb_VHUtxI/AAAAAAAABWM/wPLFmGHs7c0/s1600-h/DSC03431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvb_VHUtxI/AAAAAAAABWM/wPLFmGHs7c0/s320/DSC03431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398650459379775250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 The toilet bowl pusher's stuff&lt;br /&gt;Act cute jas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvczyk2QcI/AAAAAAAABXU/dGual1QZl-I/s1600-h/DSC03490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvczyk2QcI/AAAAAAAABXU/dGual1QZl-I/s320/DSC03490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398651360641434050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvczGz6BaI/AAAAAAAABXE/UUNJC5QBVtg/s1600-h/DSC03464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvczGz6BaI/AAAAAAAABXE/UUNJC5QBVtg/s320/DSC03464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398651348893435298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvcyxYVgdI/AAAAAAAABW8/T_8BYGWvdDA/s1600-h/DSC03463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvcyxYVgdI/AAAAAAAABW8/T_8BYGWvdDA/s320/DSC03463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398651343140651474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvcyj5wQGI/AAAAAAAABW0/ylAD4uthK0Y/s1600-h/DSC03462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvcyj5wQGI/AAAAAAAABW0/ylAD4uthK0Y/s320/DSC03462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398651339522719842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Library's display&lt;br /&gt;NICE DRESS! There were more dresses being displayed but didn't get to take photos of them. Wish I could wear them LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvczfMQQiI/AAAAAAAABXM/G952mBXxBpw/s1600-h/DSC03465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvczfMQQiI/AAAAAAAABXM/G952mBXxBpw/s320/DSC03465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398651355438006818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 Beach night&lt;br /&gt;Went to Glenelg. And guess what? It feels so nice just to step on the sand...while watching slightly hot guys playing volleyball by the beach &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to grab choc twist and fish and chips. The not-so-nice fish and chips. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZ_O3ZUI/AAAAAAAABX8/cw3bsYhPXXk/s1600-h/DSC03466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZ_O3ZUI/AAAAAAAABX8/cw3bsYhPXXk/s320/DSC03466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398652016873923906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore. Car seriously looks cute here! (I know you're going to kill me for saying this but I don't care lalala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZs-ROQI/AAAAAAAABX0/IiAwjLu4loQ/s1600-h/DSC03468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZs-ROQI/AAAAAAAABX0/IiAwjLu4loQ/s320/DSC03468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398652011972475138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma Big Foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZeJ14cI/AAAAAAAABXs/aLj0eKqwEQA/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZeJ14cI/AAAAAAAABXs/aLj0eKqwEQA/s320/DSC03471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398652007994483138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection on the tram window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZKZb0sI/AAAAAAAABXk/Ek2AOxYCK60/s1600-h/DSC03472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdZKZb0sI/AAAAAAAABXk/Ek2AOxYCK60/s320/DSC03472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398652002691175106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdY4B7dmI/AAAAAAAABXc/dxlnZZw24u0/s1600-h/DSC03476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvdY4B7dmI/AAAAAAAABXc/dxlnZZw24u0/s320/DSC03476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398651997760747106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-8072239012254021595?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8072239012254021595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=8072239012254021595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8072239012254021595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8072239012254021595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-post-3.html' title='Random Post 3'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Suvbj5FmxbI/AAAAAAAABWE/H89g2-qkx7k/s72-c/DSC03429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-3327253186357526238</id><published>2009-10-31T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:48:59.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;outdated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this draft and i opened. oh wow, i just remember i hadn't posted this yet. it's strange that i blogged about mid-autumn festival on a halloween evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLpLlvE1I/AAAAAAAABU8/uYK-8YBa9ck/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLpLlvE1I/AAAAAAAABU8/uYK-8YBa9ck/s320/moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632486679810898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a cloudy mid autumn festival night, off we went to elder park to celebrate mooncake festival. while we were walking towards the park, i thought back, almost one year back, i was with the sk2 department celebrating the same festival in city fan, walking here and there with our lanterns. and now i am celebrating with different group of friends in a foreign place. the only thing that stays the same is the moon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough of thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLo_RvMnI/AAAAAAAABU0/RIfbeuyYdlk/s1600-h/6822_166208892944_638107944_2832042_4686199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLo_RvMnI/AAAAAAAABU0/RIfbeuyYdlk/s320/6822_166208892944_638107944_2832042_4686199_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632483374707314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLXSc2T1I/AAAAAAAABUs/tQTEcxCdmnk/s1600-h/6822_166208907944_638107944_2832044_6950317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLXSc2T1I/AAAAAAAABUs/tQTEcxCdmnk/s320/6822_166208907944_638107944_2832044_6950317_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632179283939154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played the 'row row row a boat' thingy. i am kinda lazy to put my thoughts into words now. so yeah. pictures tell the story better than i do. it was fun. we shouted at each other, to the air, to the pond, at the swans. i think we have a group picture of us on the boat in a straight line. it's with pris's church friend's. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLW9LVeSI/AAAAAAAABUc/DZPVwK0iig0/s1600-h/10426_103572519653817_100000032074961_95312_7769900_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLW9LVeSI/AAAAAAAABUc/DZPVwK0iig0/s320/10426_103572519653817_100000032074961_95312_7769900_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632173573339426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLWfXSd6I/AAAAAAAABUU/krEJ1AMerGI/s1600-h/6822_166209037944_638107944_2832065_6586381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLWfXSd6I/AAAAAAAABUU/krEJ1AMerGI/s320/6822_166209037944_638107944_2832065_6586381_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632165570410402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzLzKBlI/AAAAAAAABVE/d4fNHjpb-_8/s1600-h/6822_166209077944_638107944_2832070_2600612_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzLzKBlI/AAAAAAAABVE/d4fNHjpb-_8/s320/6822_166209077944_638107944_2832070_2600612_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398635957069678162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLWI-IYRI/AAAAAAAABUM/jAGR9gqaBdQ/s1600-h/6822_166209022944_638107944_2832063_2233527_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLWI-IYRI/AAAAAAAABUM/jAGR9gqaBdQ/s320/6822_166209022944_638107944_2832063_2233527_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632159559311634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the monkeys who climbed up the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLXCg4t6I/AAAAAAAABUk/t71VMuZZwCE/s1600-h/6822_166209137944_638107944_2832082_965317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLXCg4t6I/AAAAAAAABUk/t71VMuZZwCE/s320/6822_166209137944_638107944_2832082_965317_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632175005906850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzz5EKuI/AAAAAAAABVc/k_SuHTolbag/s1600-h/10426_103572509653818_100000032074961_95309_6407858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzz5EKuI/AAAAAAAABVc/k_SuHTolbag/s320/10426_103572509653818_100000032074961_95309_6407858_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398635967831878370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzrjQ6gI/AAAAAAAABVU/o2Azcw8ciDo/s1600-h/10426_103572492987153_100000032074961_95304_7647939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzrjQ6gI/AAAAAAAABVU/o2Azcw8ciDo/s320/10426_103572492987153_100000032074961_95304_7647939_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398635965592955394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzYNRPaI/AAAAAAAABVM/8ackPTwAHdw/s1600-h/10426_103572496320486_100000032074961_95305_5197685_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvOzYNRPaI/AAAAAAAABVM/8ackPTwAHdw/s320/10426_103572496320486_100000032074961_95305_5197685_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398635960400428450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few nights after the festival, dad told me bro had a sad festival that night. the neighbours weren't at home, so he ended up celebrating with dad and mum only. AWWW. *patpat*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-3327253186357526238?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3327253186357526238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=3327253186357526238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/3327253186357526238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/3327253186357526238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid Autumn Festival'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuvLpLlvE1I/AAAAAAAABU8/uYK-8YBa9ck/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-3816237851745509727</id><published>2009-10-25T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:38:00.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Should Mingle (Careena 2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;24/10 - Bachelorettes' Outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined Car after her IELTS (THANK GOD) then roamed here and there. Bought few accessories and a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Car's-so-called-fashionable&lt;/span&gt; bag while waiting for Eu, Mich and Jas to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, off we went to Bunelli to have pizza and spagetti. Totally full after dining there. It was worth it &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought the night is going to end...Crazy Car thought of going clubbing together since she, Jas and I brought passport. Only the 2 piggies didn't bring but we wanted to try our luck. But wait...let's check out our attire first.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5J0W3fwI/AAAAAAAABTc/Wlz18-zIQQ8/s1600-h/DSC03380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5J0W3fwI/AAAAAAAABTc/Wlz18-zIQQ8/s320/DSC03380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396360356844502786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#1 girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long-sleeved black shirt with hoodies,a white shorts with sport shoes. &lt;br /&gt;-INAPPROPRIATE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5JkbHZdI/AAAAAAAABTU/h6Ql8has8Wc/s1600-h/DSC06660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5JkbHZdI/AAAAAAAABTU/h6Ql8has8Wc/s320/DSC06660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396360352567354834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#2 girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A green spagetti strip top with a white skirt and a pair of casual shoes.&lt;br /&gt;-INAPPROPRIATE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5JYoAUkI/AAAAAAAABTM/B0Hoo94atEQ/s1600-h/DSC03384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5JYoAUkI/AAAAAAAABTM/B0Hoo94atEQ/s320/DSC03384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396360349400191554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#3 girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black T-shirt, white shorts and a pair of casual shoes.&lt;br /&gt;-INAPPROPRIATE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5Iy3DnzI/AAAAAAAABS8/hlfkybEhVXs/s1600-h/DSC03372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5Iy3DnzI/AAAAAAAABS8/hlfkybEhVXs/s320/DSC03372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396360339262775090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#5 girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A white jacket hoodie with a navy blue singlet in it, a white shorts with sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;-INAPPROPRIATE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5JHryC5I/AAAAAAAABTE/87N7XEJGZBQ/s1600-h/DSC03373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5JHryC5I/AAAAAAAABTE/87N7XEJGZBQ/s320/DSC03373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396360344852630418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#4 girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black spagetti top with flowery skirt and a pair of black shoes&lt;br /&gt;-SIGHTLY APPROPRIATE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE DIDN'T CARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_98vZGkI/AAAAAAAABUE/sHzrqZcUzAo/s1600-h/DSC03395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_98vZGkI/AAAAAAAABUE/sHzrqZcUzAo/s320/DSC03395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396367849517816386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_9uNyO6I/AAAAAAAABT8/788sV_3XH14/s1600-h/DSC03393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_9uNyO6I/AAAAAAAABT8/788sV_3XH14/s320/DSC03393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396367845618760610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_9Qwj0aI/AAAAAAAABT0/lML54YGOBW0/s1600-h/DSC03399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_9Qwj0aI/AAAAAAAABT0/lML54YGOBW0/s320/DSC03399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396367837711552930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_9ExPk4I/AAAAAAAABTs/1SPKw0oyUC0/s1600-h/DSC03394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_9ExPk4I/AAAAAAAABTs/1SPKw0oyUC0/s320/DSC03394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396367834493195138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_8qtb6eI/AAAAAAAABTk/uxR9LyUhAsU/s1600-h/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO_8qtb6eI/AAAAAAAABTk/uxR9LyUhAsU/s320/DSC03406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396367827497904610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just wanted to do something daring. So what if they stared at us with our weird attire? We have ourselves and that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, the world has changed. Nowadays, single girls have to wait for a macho guy. Imagine...us 5 girls waiting for Powit to join us in Hindley Street. We are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powit the experienced took us around the street. We passed by Red Square, and I saw a dragon outside. Talk about long queue! One day, we are going to Red Square and have our cocktail and have our own style dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, wanna thank Derui, Shiao Shan, Wee Chen and Alvin. Derui for his 10 minutes hospitality. Wee Chen and Alvin for their 45 minutes+ shelter and Shiao Shan for her make-up, hair strengthener, conditional and everything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, I was a failure. Know why? My hair stylist ain't exactly pro so yeah, my hair was tangled and ruined in the process of trying to look good. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor Outing was definitely fun and exciting. &lt;br /&gt;Next mission: Clubbing on the coming Fri night with APPROPRIATE ATTIRE and PASSPORT.&lt;br /&gt;Who's on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-3816237851745509727?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3816237851745509727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=3816237851745509727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/3816237851745509727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/3816237851745509727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/single-should-mingle-careena-2009.html' title='Single Should Mingle (Careena 2009)'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuO5J0W3fwI/AAAAAAAABTc/Wlz18-zIQQ8/s72-c/DSC03380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-2691694632924234416</id><published>2009-10-23T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T17:21:15.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuFzmOqmHAI/AAAAAAAABS0/Y1TWx-d6PGQ/s1600-h/2_birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuFzmOqmHAI/AAAAAAAABS0/Y1TWx-d6PGQ/s320/2_birds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395720929175542786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw two birds on the wire just outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;They were quite far from each other.&lt;br /&gt;Then slowly, they got closer and&lt;br /&gt;their beaks touched.&lt;br /&gt;It lasts just half a second&lt;br /&gt;and my heart melts.&lt;br /&gt;But then...&lt;br /&gt;Another bird came &lt;br /&gt;and the sad bird left.&lt;br /&gt;Now, left the two birds on the wire&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;they flew away together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my heart can heal itself. Kudos for it : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-2691694632924234416?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2691694632924234416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=2691694632924234416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/2691694632924234416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/2691694632924234416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-saw-two-birds-on-wire-just-outside-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SuFzmOqmHAI/AAAAAAAABS0/Y1TWx-d6PGQ/s72-c/2_birds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-8257275483959639442</id><published>2009-10-23T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:01:59.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel restless. I feel bad. I am bad. WTFish. I hate myself for hating myself and thinking all kind of stuff which is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I got back my chemistry test. And I feel...I can feel the depth of the pit. Why can't I get things right. Why can't I make myself happy by getting a satisfied result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, now I am complaining how bad my result is when I know my biggest flaw which is always fail to concentrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, concentration is so distant from me. I try to, but I fail. I end up wandering. What the fish is wrong with my mind. Why can't I just bloody concentrate when I ask myself to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-8257275483959639442?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8257275483959639442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8257275483959639442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-restless.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-6555305849786214660</id><published>2009-10-21T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:40:54.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7WyCtJyjI/AAAAAAAABSs/1o7X6KsdENw/s1600-h/boy_eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7WyCtJyjI/AAAAAAAABSs/1o7X6KsdENw/s320/boy_eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394985558844492338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7Wxnw0RwI/AAAAAAAABSk/Gg_Xr1fQTL0/s1600-h/_DSC5783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7Wxnw0RwI/AAAAAAAABSk/Gg_Xr1fQTL0/s320/_DSC5783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394985551612102402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7WxLKTWWI/AAAAAAAABSc/PNV-F8yfupI/s1600-h/mum_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7WxLKTWWI/AAAAAAAABSc/PNV-F8yfupI/s320/mum_smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394985543934368098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7Ww8uTk6I/AAAAAAAABSU/TzUAv4LcIAg/s1600-h/siblingss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7Ww8uTk6I/AAAAAAAABSU/TzUAv4LcIAg/s320/siblingss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394985540058846114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7WwtwCtoI/AAAAAAAABSM/3sOKlWm3d34/s1600-h/sis_bulk_teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7WwtwCtoI/AAAAAAAABSM/3sOKlWm3d34/s320/sis_bulk_teeth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394985536039597698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.seriously.miss.them.a.lot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-6555305849786214660?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6555305849786214660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=6555305849786214660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/6555305849786214660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/6555305849786214660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/St7WyCtJyjI/AAAAAAAABSs/1o7X6KsdENw/s72-c/boy_eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-5088656697458535261</id><published>2009-10-16T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:10:10.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Stg_wyGyDMI/AAAAAAAABSE/P2kn3mc7ACA/s1600-h/COLLIDE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Stg_wyGyDMI/AAAAAAAABSE/P2kn3mc7ACA/s320/COLLIDE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393130661092658370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i acted so dramatically and emotionally the past few days, especially in the previous post. i blame on the enl project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i realized i have amazing friends that just make me so touched. THANK YOU. *big hugs and kisses from mua*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am chatting with ming khai now. and he just told me a happy news - he'll be reaching here on 10th, 8am. listen carefully guys, 10TH DEC, 8AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...brian is going to leave on 9th. what a 'coincidence' man! man, we're almost to the taking of our group picture you know. just this close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall end this post abruptly again. *off to shower*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-5088656697458535261?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5088656697458535261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=5088656697458535261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5088656697458535261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5088656697458535261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-why-i-acted-so-dramatically.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Stg_wyGyDMI/AAAAAAAABSE/P2kn3mc7ACA/s72-c/COLLIDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-8998203442680202901</id><published>2009-10-13T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:19:06.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craps</title><content type='html'>i am the so called potong steamer. coz when everyone is high, i am not as high as they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i am high, they aren't as high as i am. and i end up syok sendiri only which is a pity. coz my timing is always wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be times when i'd find myself in a position where i cannot mix with them. i am simple-minded, yet have moments of deep thoughts. and again, when everyone is just crapping, i would be thinking deep, and end up getting off-track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when everyone is talking about something deep, i'd.... yeah you get me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fed up of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's the downhill of life. told myself positive thinking positive thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i end up sulking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-8998203442680202901?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8998203442680202901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=8998203442680202901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8998203442680202901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8998203442680202901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/craps.html' title='Craps'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-5403467129066740658</id><published>2009-10-11T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:11:34.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Evening</title><content type='html'>the wind growls&lt;br /&gt;i open the binds&lt;br /&gt;i look out&lt;br /&gt;rain is what i find&lt;br /&gt;the rain falls unmercifully &lt;br /&gt;people on the street looking for shelter&lt;br /&gt;they must hurry&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder&lt;br /&gt;if i continue writing this&lt;br /&gt;when i will ever finish my poetry&lt;br /&gt;thanks greg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-5403467129066740658?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5403467129066740658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=5403467129066740658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5403467129066740658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5403467129066740658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/rainy-evening.html' title='Rainy Evening'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-5919640358571451335</id><published>2009-10-02T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:29:39.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>am sitting in front of the computer in the computer lab with sophia and eugenie. michelle the pig is currently playing her pigs..erm i mean her piece. typical piano freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene and PP (perhaps?) are in central market grocering. hell knows where chiew, brian, alex and zf are. the guys are always wandering off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we are going to serene's house to have dinner together! as always, the pig is on diet and the girls will be happily munching the food while the guys will kutuk the girls, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just thought of going to Cocolat for dessert after dinner. hopefully this time we are able to go^^ but poor car, she can't join us but no worries, her mummy is the best companion, right? : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, eugenie the swine is staring at my screen while i am typing this. she is giving me hell lots of stress 'coz i can't think of anything to write now. some more, she still wanna say 'no lor, not swine. should be pretty lor.' what a vain girl! *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am hungry although the tummy is filled with jelly, rice(lunch's), water. am bloated but still feel like munching. chiew, you better cook a nice meal later for us hungry wolves!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is friday. tomorrow is saturday which is the day jas is back! apple strudel yuhoo : D yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week plus and holiday is gonna end. wheee. my life is *soooo* relaxed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-5919640358571451335?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5919640358571451335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=5919640358571451335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5919640358571451335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/5919640358571451335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-2588879274558641568</id><published>2009-09-26T08:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:42:28.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sr1jF5KMO7I/AAAAAAAABR8/rCRJZvtsgXg/s1600-h/silhouette_and_reflection_by_Voodoo_Freak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sr1jF5KMO7I/AAAAAAAABR8/rCRJZvtsgXg/s320/silhouette_and_reflection_by_Voodoo_Freak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385569682299042738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read a friend's blog. she was writing about her relationship stuff. and somehow, i felt happy for her. i used to see her relationship with the guy a bit...not matched? i can't remember why i didn't support her last time. but now, i realize one thing. if the guy is the one who makes her happy and feel 'sinful' (chinese version of 'xing4 fu2'), then why not? as a friend, i am happy for her. at least, her partner treats her good. and that's what it counts, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-2588879274558641568?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2588879274558641568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=2588879274558641568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/2588879274558641568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/2588879274558641568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-thought.html' title='Another Thought'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sr1jF5KMO7I/AAAAAAAABR8/rCRJZvtsgXg/s72-c/silhouette_and_reflection_by_Voodoo_Freak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-6130221451897732889</id><published>2009-09-25T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:53:46.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Term 3</title><content type='html'>it's holiday baby! well, technically, i still have one more class to go. then, 2 hours plus later... i've finished term 3! long.tedious.hard.stressful.filled.with.tons.of.assignments term 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of it, 10 weeks seem to pass in a blink of an eye. i still remember i was counting 6th, 7th week. lol and now it's 2 weeks holiday baby! erm, which means 2 weeks is gonna pass REAL soon. URGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of term 3. what should i do tonight? well, hanging out with that bunch of lunatics is at the top of my list for tonight! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about tomorrow? hmm.. was planning to ice skate but then zf wont be free..so harbour town? i would LOVE to stock in some summer clothes : D but...money money money. $___$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am wasting time in the computer lab. should be doing chem prac report though. but....NAH! i still got 2 long weeks to do it so why should i bother to do it now? : D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coming holiday is like, very special to me. 'coz it's the only holiday when me and the lunatics are staying back in adelaide. (except ajijul which is the potong steamer -.-) but then again, zf, jas and car are not that free now since yeah... =/ oh well, we must play and study gao gao ok! not to waste any time we left ok? i wanna hear you lunatics say 'OK!' come come. 1..2..3.. OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you. i shall end this post abruptly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-6130221451897732889?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6130221451897732889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=6130221451897732889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/6130221451897732889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/6130221451897732889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day-of-term-3.html' title='Last Day of Term 3'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-2241362165716862308</id><published>2009-09-23T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:20:42.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>people change. when change of good to worse is being witnessed, should the outsider advise? like they say 'you won't know if you never try.' and so tried, failed, so... gave up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more being nice. fed up and pissed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-2241362165716862308?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2241362165716862308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=2241362165716862308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/2241362165716862308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/2241362165716862308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-6340542657798198294</id><published>2009-09-20T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:10:18.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grandma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SrYDtLeNmWI/AAAAAAAABRU/s-fVUgZh4rc/s1600-h/DSC02128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SrYDtLeNmWI/AAAAAAAABRU/s-fVUgZh4rc/s320/DSC02128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383494479276513634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the black stain. my window is dirty. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss grandma a lot. i believe, she's living a good life there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year. it's been 1 year since i heard her loud voice. man, i miss her nagging. (i don't miss yours, mum. hah!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every cloud has a silver lining. mum, be tough! :,)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-6340542657798198294?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6340542657798198294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=6340542657798198294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/6340542657798198294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/6340542657798198294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/grandma.html' title='grandma...'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SrYDtLeNmWI/AAAAAAAABRU/s-fVUgZh4rc/s72-c/DSC02128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-8080545465524655456</id><published>2009-09-18T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:11:01.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SrN1dT5yk3I/AAAAAAAABRM/bdFX6h8h78A/s1600-h/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SrN1dT5yk3I/AAAAAAAABRM/bdFX6h8h78A/s200/DSC01336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382775126057194354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have no life. rushing work on a friday night. kill me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more week to holiday. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-8080545465524655456?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8080545465524655456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=8080545465524655456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8080545465524655456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8080545465524655456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-night-2.html' title='Friday Night 2'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SrN1dT5yk3I/AAAAAAAABRM/bdFX6h8h78A/s72-c/DSC01336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-8831416741357909027</id><published>2009-09-13T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:43:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqywJdsCwBI/AAAAAAAABQk/D3SRkSn8Jxo/s1600-h/%5E%5E+402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqywJdsCwBI/AAAAAAAABQk/D3SRkSn8Jxo/s320/%5E%5E+402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380869331435569170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday daddy. i am in no mood to write a decent post to wish you a happy birthday. but i truly wish my wishes can reach from adelaide to you. and you can receive it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-8831416741357909027?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8831416741357909027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=8831416741357909027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8831416741357909027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8831416741357909027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqywJdsCwBI/AAAAAAAABQk/D3SRkSn8Jxo/s72-c/%5E%5E+402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-4545981938452421898</id><published>2009-09-11T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:50:45.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Group of Ass Friends : )</title><content type='html'>malaysian + indonesian group.&lt;br /&gt;our friendship started to bond in bradford lodge. it's an irony since it's lodge who brings us closer yet we always complain how ___ lodge is. yes, you do the filling in the blank please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not all of us were as close as it is now at the beginning. but slowly, we bond like the strong intramolecular covalent bond. and now here we are. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugenie, the forever food queen. she's the second city councilor among us as she always eats, eats and... yeah, eats! non-stop. and she's sooo nice and lembik at the same time, she always kena bullied by that assless. you need bodyguard, eugenie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe4_arlWGI/AAAAAAAABHA/6IWgFToxNek/s1600-h/5616_119349922765_648692765_2257503_1883426_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe4_arlWGI/AAAAAAAABHA/6IWgFToxNek/s320/5616_119349922765_648692765_2257503_1883426_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374968079923370082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle, the hardworking one. every time i see her in the common room, she would be doing her work. tsk tsk. get a life, man! hahaha. just joking. but then, she likes to drink as well. she's so easy to get tipsy man. the thing about michelle is she can never stop being sarcastic and mean. and that's her! although her words are hurtful, i know she doesn't mean it, right right? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoezJLPclI/AAAAAAAABIY/u0HcJD_Q850/s1600-h/DSC02710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoezJLPclI/AAAAAAAABIY/u0HcJD_Q850/s320/DSC02710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380146568832709202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhao farn aka fried rice. the amazing spontaneous chef. he doesn't follow the recipe and he just adds in any ingredients he wants and he likes and his food is always nice! seriuosly la, you should consider culinary art lo. it's your hidden talent man! well, i get to know him because of the laptop story. -.- yeah yeah, i suck in pronouncing laptop, zf. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqoez_Zkh8I/AAAAAAAABIo/4j7xPjVF6TQ/s1600-h/DSC02712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqoez_Zkh8I/AAAAAAAABIo/4j7xPjVF6TQ/s320/DSC02712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380146583388325826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HOR! now it's the blur queen's turn. okay, she's not exactly the blur type. she's only blur when she's not concentrating which is like, 70% of the whole day lo! (but now, she's improved like, seriously A LOT! &lt;3 you ^^) serene serene. we started to get along right before the april holiday. you see, in one of the physic classes at the beginning of the year, one blur girl met another blur girl and WOALOAH~ 2 blur girls become friends ever since then. : D &lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall stop laming now. i think her cooking skill is the best among the girls. her food..damn damn nice lor. okay, enough of the good points. now let's talk about her weaknesses. hiak hiak! &lt;br /&gt;"she is fat.. umm.. that's all.. thank you.." i swear i didn't type this. i think it was brian who typed this so beat brian instead, ser! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to her weakness, she's still indecisive although she has changed a lot. but i know she's trying her very best to let go. you're better than last time, girl and i can tell you that. : ) keep on going! don't give up yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spk0k8gHcMI/AAAAAAAABHQ/dhEPZeCbGD0/s1600-h/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spk0k8gHcMI/AAAAAAAABHQ/dhEPZeCbGD0/s320/DSC01413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375385439564165314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophie-ah!! the sarcastic bird killer, quoted from eugenie. at the beginning of the year, she and i first stepped in this lodge and we had no idea how and where to find friends. and alas, we met them. the crazy asses group. well, as usual, she's the most hardworking among us. that makes her the top student of bradford college! : D well, just wanna tell you sophie-ah, that to slow down your pace and spend more time with us! we are gonna separate soon, and we are trying to cherish the time we have now together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoezjemrJI/AAAAAAAABIg/2dK0833633Q/s1600-h/DSC02711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoezjemrJI/AAAAAAAABIg/2dK0833633Q/s320/DSC02711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380146575893245074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brian soetanto the only indonesian among us. from what i know, he's the only gentleman among the guys. (well, the guys are rough and always bully the girls? LOL) he's different. he always says 'nevermind lah' when i feel paiseh whenever he offers to carry the shopping stuff for me. heh. oh and!! he's the worst pronounciator after me. -.-!  Your 'defuckmentation' and 'fuckyou-m' stories, i will defucknitely remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoeyTt7uhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/aL4h5U7AJKg/s1600-h/DSC02706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoeyTt7uhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/aL4h5U7AJKg/s320/DSC02706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380146554482702866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alexiah hongie the guy with the identity problem. first was zac apron, then kim bum, what's next? he's a clean freak, like what serene and careena say. his room is neater than the guys'. and he's very conscious about what the others think and about what he does. alex, just relax. we cannot control what others think so we might as well be ourselves. as in be a proud asian okay! hahaha just joking. anyway, despite all the stuff that you've done, i forgive you and you'll always be my friend! p/s: i just realize i never take a picture with you. -.- and forgive me for using this picture of yours 'coz i can't find a more decent one..hmm.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe3JsUxTBI/AAAAAAAABGY/EPT_A-609-I/s1600-h/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe3JsUxTBI/AAAAAAAABGY/EPT_A-609-I/s320/DSC01473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374966057434958866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas the emo-when-she's-alone-at-night-one! jas oh jas. how can i describe you. you reminds me of my friend back in miri, wan ching. you know why? coz you're just like her, tolerable, patient, loving, caring and considerate. but one thing that i don't like her is that she will become emo when she's alone, which we totally didn't expect as she is the one who is usually happy-go-lucky one! jas oh jas, please don't 1) be emo. if you wanna emo, find me. i de-emofy you. 2) don't depend on coffee too much please! caffeine, NOT GOOD. 3) don't sleep late! every girl needs her beauty sleep! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqooHAj3MCI/AAAAAAAABJY/0_GBo-iGOrA/s1600-h/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqooHAj3MCI/AAAAAAAABJY/0_GBo-iGOrA/s320/DSC02310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380156805722091554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here come's the loud girl. careena tan! aka kalina aka kalinda. ^^ we started to be close since the july holidays. when everyone was back, when everyone was suffering from the hot weather in msia, she accompanied me through the 2 weeks of cold, shivering weather. during those 2 weeks, not one day we are not apart. (okay, i know i sound sticky, mushy here and she'll probably go 'ewww so mushy' or something like that but i don't care) i &lt;3 you, kalinaaa babi. your laughter never ceases to make me lighten up. and i miss the times when i can just call you coz you're always THAT free! -.- girl, please work hard for your dream to be a dentist okay? don't forget that your promise to give me discounts for coming to you for braces in the future. : D p/s: i am always touched whenever the assless bully or whoever it is bullies me and you'll be bullying the person back and said 'don't bully her!' T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe2TUQ_j_I/AAAAAAAABGI/mZV53wHug_E/s1600-h/DSC02527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe2TUQ_j_I/AAAAAAAABGI/mZV53wHug_E/s320/DSC02527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374965123263729650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ming khai. the guy in msia now. haiz. i still remember during the orientation, we were in the same group and the first impression he gave me was 'hmm, this guy is kinda caution in everything he does.' coz he asked me a lot of detailed questions and i could see that he was nervous. HAH! but seriously, he's the most humorous guy (in other word, lame!) i've ever met. and i still regret for not being able to send you off to the airport. =( i really look forward to your arrival here during the holidays, man! DO NOT forget our 'agreement'! all the best to you in A levels. do remember, you have a group of friends supporting you all the way from adelaide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe2SdEkPnI/AAAAAAAABF4/9g1dXo1752I/s1600-h/DSC01790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe2SdEkPnI/AAAAAAAABF4/9g1dXo1752I/s320/DSC01790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374965108447657586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azizul annuar. he's the only malay among us and recently he's been busy with you-know-what. : ) the first time i saw him was in the common room where he played guitar and i requested for iris this song and he played it so damn well! that's when i started to notice this friend. he's really good in cooking. he's so damn rich but he's always humble and and! he's so good in general knowledge! ajijul, just wanna tell you, do spend more time with us if you can. don't always stay in your room okay? : D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqoqdm_2q7I/AAAAAAAABJg/05His2XGP7c/s1600-h/DSC01948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqoqdm_2q7I/AAAAAAAABJg/05His2XGP7c/s320/DSC01948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380159393020423090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;priscilla phan pi pi! they say she's the fiercest girl among us. but i don't think she is coz she's just doing or asking us to do the stuff that are for our own good. : ) priscilla ah. i remember she was so excited when her bf just online and she almost shrieked. LOL. her face expression...priceless. she's the loudest after kalina. from what i heard from ser, she's definitely a good housemate and a godo friend. ^^ compared to others, i am not really close with you since we don't have the same classes and we don't interact much but i do appreciate our friendship. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe1MpjscvI/AAAAAAAABFQ/KyU8NbGKmAg/s1600-h/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe1MpjscvI/AAAAAAAABFQ/KyU8NbGKmAg/s320/DSC01613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374963909208601330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST. here comes the dai lou. okay you're SO not dai lou. -.- but you're the BULLY KING aka the assless aka the assbrain aka the pui pui ee pek pek. chiew ar, seriously you're the loudest among guys. even when you talk like normal, your voice is still..LOL indescribable. he always orders us 'SHHH BE QUIET OR ELSE YOU GUYS WILL DISTURB THE OTHERS.' in a loud tone. you can imagine how funny that was. he always cooks good stuff for us. chiew yun loong, i still wanna eat your fried rice with tomato!! lol. if you guys wanna learn how to bully people, easy, just ask him. pinch, poke, beat, smack, whatever violent acts, he's the pro. he's actually the big brother although he's waaaay younger than us. lol. how do i put it? erm well, he just has his way of taking care of us. : ) by the way, please don't emo yourself like jas does okay? share with us. c'on. that's what friends are for. if you don't share with us, you're NOT treating us friends okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe1NTfKI0I/AAAAAAAABFY/eJdEg5q6les/s1600-h/DSC02240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe1NTfKI0I/AAAAAAAABFY/eJdEg5q6les/s320/DSC02240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374963920463864642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a small drawing drawn by kalina during CT class. it's a bit blur. she drew everyone in cartoon figures and it is so damn cute. don't ask me where it is now if you guys wanna see, coz i doubt she remembers where she keeps it dotdotdot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe3KUmM-RI/AAAAAAAABGo/4NEFQbfDRLY/s1600-h/DSC02432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe3KUmM-RI/AAAAAAAABGo/4NEFQbfDRLY/s320/DSC02432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374966068245494034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's september. we've been staying in adelaide together for 8 months. it's not really a long time. i feel that the time here is getting faster and faster each day. during these 8 months, we did a lot of crazy stuff together. we even cramped in a bedroom together, talked till the next day, laughed, cried, crapped, slept together some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoexycApfI/AAAAAAAABII/SlT4-mz3M-w/s1600-h/DSC02386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoexycApfI/AAAAAAAABII/SlT4-mz3M-w/s320/DSC02386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380146545549157874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took hell lots of pictures that sadly, not all of them can be uploaded here (it eats hell lots of quota, can). not to mention, the videos that we've captured. (which sadly, i don't know how to upload them here! boo me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqofyd2ReAI/AAAAAAAABJQ/RzmMNc70ZgQ/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqofyd2ReAI/AAAAAAAABJQ/RzmMNc70ZgQ/s320/DSC02402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380147656713664514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there were moments of sorrow, depressed, stressful times, and we shed tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqofx7OuvZI/AAAAAAAABJI/4xjPMPKYb88/s1600-h/DSC02530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqofx7OuvZI/AAAAAAAABJI/4xjPMPKYb88/s320/DSC02530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380147647421005202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still end up laughing after everything. and i strongly believe we will look back all these albums of memories and be laughing our heads off at our funny expression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqofxvtFNNI/AAAAAAAABJA/eR3R7d4Py30/s1600-h/DSC02529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqofxvtFNNI/AAAAAAAABJA/eR3R7d4Py30/s320/DSC02529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380147644327081170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall stop writing and start posting more and more of our pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqofxNz6lRI/AAAAAAAABI4/5xDtrqjD6t4/s1600-h/DSC02424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqofxNz6lRI/AAAAAAAABI4/5xDtrqjD6t4/s320/DSC02424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380147635228939538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqofws4SYUI/AAAAAAAABIw/7m3egmjLyyU/s1600-h/DSC02369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqofws4SYUI/AAAAAAAABIw/7m3egmjLyyU/s320/DSC02369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380147626388906306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoxG9vA8UI/AAAAAAAABKw/2NL_puvhzmM/s1600-h/DSC02294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoxG9vA8UI/AAAAAAAABKw/2NL_puvhzmM/s320/DSC02294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380166700568211778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoxGTOw4xI/AAAAAAAABKo/ZwkpiFZ4sDI/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoxGTOw4xI/AAAAAAAABKo/ZwkpiFZ4sDI/s320/DSC02775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380166689158652690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoxFxQUTNI/AAAAAAAABKg/ZOcf8aslvEo/s1600-h/DSC02773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoxFxQUTNI/AAAAAAAABKg/ZOcf8aslvEo/s320/DSC02773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380166680038362322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqoxFpltIRI/AAAAAAAABKY/-9RxmqDAB_Q/s1600-h/DSC02763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3sIQtijI/AAAAAAAABPQ/-1XcDBz4sQE/s320/DSC02886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380173936118827570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3DnzX0vI/AAAAAAAABPI/oYccOBpYugg/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3DnzX0vI/AAAAAAAABPI/oYccOBpYugg/s320/DSC02235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380173240211067634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3DPuoosI/AAAAAAAABPA/DH6Ap0bkYW0/s1600-h/DSC02583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3DPuoosI/AAAAAAAABPA/DH6Ap0bkYW0/s320/DSC02583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380173233748746946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3CsToUkI/AAAAAAAABO4/I7G4tKUlbX0/s1600-h/DSC02846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3CsToUkI/AAAAAAAABO4/I7G4tKUlbX0/s320/DSC02846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380173224240239170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3COlM1jI/AAAAAAAABOw/aMxaONbqF3M/s1600-h/DSC02640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3COlM1jI/AAAAAAAABOw/aMxaONbqF3M/s320/DSC02640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380173216260871730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3B_fn95I/AAAAAAAABOo/2d5cAjWvQbA/s1600-h/DSC02580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sqo3B_fn95I/AAAAAAAABOo/2d5cAjWvQbA/s320/DSC02580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380173212210952082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am grateful for everything. meeting and knowing you guys in adelaide is one of the wonders i have in my life. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cheers for our friendships!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-4545981938452421898?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4545981938452421898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=4545981938452421898&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4545981938452421898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4545981938452421898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/group-of-ass-friends.html' title='A Group of Ass Friends : )'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Spe4_arlWGI/AAAAAAAABHA/6IWgFToxNek/s72-c/5616_119349922765_648692765_2257503_1883426_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-4401341269522570963</id><published>2009-09-09T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:50:31.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post 2</title><content type='html'>All this while, i wanted to complain. i wanted to rant. i am tired of the never-ending assignments and tests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, those would just lead me to naught. i won't be achieving anything if i keep ranting. i must be optimistic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's spring now. but.. why is it still so cold? from summer, to autumn, to winter, now spring. i guess, i am getting used to the changes of seasons now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once in a while, i imagine the near future, where i would be. but since i've booked tickets for next year, i think i will be in adelaide. and then, i imagine, serene and i walking, eating, joking each other in the uni campus. uni life..so close yet so distant. i feel kinda intimidate whenever there's a big group of caucasians near me. after all, i am standing on a foreign soil. there's no home here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqZLJDqZzyI/AAAAAAAABIA/wDjOZHLdld4/s1600-h/DSC_5627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqZLJDqZzyI/AAAAAAAABIA/wDjOZHLdld4/s320/DSC_5627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379069423914700578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 sept is coming. i can't believe it has passed for almost 1 year. the image is still fresh. i hope everyone at home will be okay on that day, especially sentimental mum. she's the strongest yet weakest woman i've ever seen. and i truly believe grandma is resting in peace. very peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope she forgives me for spending a few minutes of my time to write this. because i seriously don't know how to do augmented matrix. call me an idiot. i don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-4401341269522570963?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4401341269522570963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=4401341269522570963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4401341269522570963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4401341269522570963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-post-2.html' title='random post 2'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SqZLJDqZzyI/AAAAAAAABIA/wDjOZHLdld4/s72-c/DSC_5627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-4428423391658085800</id><published>2009-08-28T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:17:01.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored,</title><content type='html'>So am wasting time here, doing taggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Kalinaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;At the beach in miri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. she went to kl and we never contact each other now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like doing work but still gotta do later after this which is very sien + sien + SIEN -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. How many siblings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Whats your brother(s)/sister(s) names?&lt;br /&gt;bitch and stupid egg head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;yes always and i always kena stared -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. in a pool where i almost drowned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;fart? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Angry at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's stopping you from going for the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;i think that night when i read his blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;br /&gt;yup. my family *insert love here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you thinking about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;jas jas jas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;doing tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you trust right now?&lt;br /&gt;my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;ohh! my sis bought the white shirt and then she drew a picture on it and now i am wearing it! it's supposed to be my birthday present for last year i think. it's a picture of bird and fish's love story. simple as it is : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you kissed someone in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;yup. kalinaaa if you count cheek kiss as a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is your friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;a lot! i am in a student hostel, duh. brian, chiew assless, alexiah, fried rice, jas, michelle pig, eugenie, ajijul and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Describe your life in one word?&lt;br /&gt;it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;a lot. you, you, you &amp; YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;work. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;slide by goo goo dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last person who gave you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;chiew? if you count cracking my bone from behind is a hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;chiew that assless again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;a bit? yeah hypocrite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no31. What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;brownish black? under the sun, it looks brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;that assless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who was the last person to make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;no one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;music and mum's nagging =D -.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Held hands with the opposite sex in the past 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;yup. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you happy with life right now?&lt;br /&gt;definitely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you currently jealous?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What jewelry are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;necklace bought by mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What were you doing on friday night?&lt;br /&gt;went to serene's house to stay overnight and of course, ate till bloat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;no gua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last reason you went to the doctor for?&lt;br /&gt;medical check up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;almost 11.30 something. for chem test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tag :&lt;br /&gt;anyone who is bored like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-4428423391658085800?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4428423391658085800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=4428423391658085800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4428423391658085800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/4428423391658085800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html' title='Bored,'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-1835748528275775170</id><published>2009-08-25T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:59:46.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am doing nothing but just keep dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;had a dream. it feels so surreal to me. it was end of december and all of the friends here were leaving adelaide at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SpPCru_HWFI/AAAAAAAABFA/lH0iZO3MgzU/s1600-h/DSCN5547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SpPCru_HWFI/AAAAAAAABFA/lH0iZO3MgzU/s320/DSCN5547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373852836986050642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at the airport. i was hugging all of them before sending them off. omg...hmm, now i feel weird writing my dream up here coz when i put it and my feelings into words, it's weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SpPCrDRxsqI/AAAAAAAABE4/3XyNYeEFPas/s1600-h/friendship_shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SpPCrDRxsqI/AAAAAAAABE4/3XyNYeEFPas/s320/friendship_shadows.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373852825253163682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my point is. i hope the time freezes. i wanna cherish the times with you all before it's too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-1835748528275775170?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1835748528275775170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=1835748528275775170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/1835748528275775170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/1835748528275775170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-doing-nothing-but-just-keep-dreaming.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SpPCru_HWFI/AAAAAAAABFA/lH0iZO3MgzU/s72-c/DSCN5547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27470515.post-8983764688076064821</id><published>2009-08-19T20:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:55:39.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stages of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovyjGF37HI/AAAAAAAABEY/TCz0Vuc8CKc/s1600-h/hehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovyjGF37HI/AAAAAAAABEY/TCz0Vuc8CKc/s320/hehe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371653665314040946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwZ_aXdHI/AAAAAAAABDo/p0NmX6NHF0I/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwZ_aXdHI/AAAAAAAABDo/p0NmX6NHF0I/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371651309878867058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and i just talked about how sis and i used to sleep with her and dad when we were just teeny weeny kids. &lt;br /&gt;when i was a bit older, i moved to a bedroom with sis. and i slept on a bed without springs for 17 years. and now, i am still not used to the soft bed i have in lodge. though there's no sis's snoring now anymore, i still have mashimaro to keep me accompany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovxpdJkLJI/AAAAAAAABDw/zKdCjyype_A/s1600-h/IMG_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovxpdJkLJI/AAAAAAAABDw/zKdCjyype_A/s320/IMG_1123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371652675071126674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwYdM9cwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/JlHIn-OE-14/s1600-h/mashimaroooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwYdM9cwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/JlHIn-OE-14/s320/mashimaroooo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371651283515962114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary and secondary days. dad was the one who always fetched me up and down, from home to school, from school to home. then i started tuition in primary 5. then it was just practically non stop tuition life. even after working, dad still had to fetch me to tuition at night. he's so unlucky to have me as his daughter 'coz i was always angry if he or mum let me wait for 15 minutes more after tuition. and now, every night, i wait for their replies in msn patiently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwZQoFLcI/AAAAAAAABDg/oYUvzW2OQ8A/s1600-h/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwZQoFLcI/AAAAAAAABDg/oYUvzW2OQ8A/s320/IMG_1086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371651297319923138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little brat's 10 years birthday that i missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwY7nyseI/AAAAAAAABDY/PFfP2xxTkE0/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovwY7nyseI/AAAAAAAABDY/PFfP2xxTkE0/s320/DSC01268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371651291681567202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss the times i brought lunch for him at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to walk with friends to the shops opposite my school to have our lunch, despite how scorching hot the sun was. we just couldn't afford to miss any chance to hang out together. like yun hui said, even while waiting for the teacher, we used that time to go for toilet. actually, we just needed a break from the ever suffocating lessons. and indeed, secondary days were the times when i become rebellious. copy homework, breaking the rules though i wasn't supposed to, skipped school...and now, in college, the rules here are just ain't strict to break it. lol. the teachers here treat us like adults, not teenagers anymore. so where's the fun of breaking rules? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovxrIcELWI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Ow9xVcOxXnI/s1600-h/cheersss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovxrIcELWI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Ow9xVcOxXnI/s320/cheersss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371652703871315298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sovxq3L0e6I/AAAAAAAABEI/BrICMdO43KQ/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sovxq3L0e6I/AAAAAAAABEI/BrICMdO43KQ/s320/DSC00683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371652699239775138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovxqRtZrTI/AAAAAAAABEA/hpgl-YMvqbA/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovxqRtZrTI/AAAAAAAABEA/hpgl-YMvqbA/s320/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371652689180077362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sovxp_6yamI/AAAAAAAABD4/eqHeFcOo1Pw/s1600-h/lv_zhou_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sovxp_6yamI/AAAAAAAABD4/eqHeFcOo1Pw/s320/lv_zhou_2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371652684404386402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to have outdoor activities. camps. i miss those. now, my time is all occupied with assignments, slacking and daily routines. weekends is the only time i manage to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sovyj_15tfI/AAAAAAAABEo/5vTb7nVsMb0/s1600-h/brian_bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sovyj_15tfI/AAAAAAAABEo/5vTb7nVsMb0/s320/brian_bday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371653680816305650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovyjTTmxfI/AAAAAAAABEg/qtHIl0NeiGc/s1600-h/DSCN5485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovyjTTmxfI/AAAAAAAABEg/qtHIl0NeiGc/s320/DSCN5485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371653668861298162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the friends that i hang out with. seriously, if i were homestayed that time, i would definitely not being able to live my college life with them as close as it is now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sov2N0vzLmI/AAAAAAAABEw/Cafo-70m520/s1600-h/5616_119330577765_648692765_2257278_3649426_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/Sov2N0vzLmI/AAAAAAAABEw/Cafo-70m520/s320/5616_119330577765_648692765_2257278_3649426_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371657697927310946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ain't complaining how homesick i am. i love my life now. and pretty sure, in the future, or maybe starting from next year, i will miss the life i am having now, just like i miss the life i had in miri. different stages of life with different kind of friends with different stories to tell. different enthusiasm and passion towards life. i am living my life to the fullest. and i hope i can keep on doing that for the next 4 or 5 years... and to you those who are reading too. never stop living while enjoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27470515-8983764688076064821?l=hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8983764688076064821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27470515&amp;postID=8983764688076064821&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8983764688076064821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27470515/posts/default/8983764688076064821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidingindarkcorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/stages-of-life.html' title='Stages of Life'/><author><name>Kah Ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14354248683741047962</uri><email>kahying91@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10485692629474205725'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BzFZBca-xP0/SovyjGF37HI/AAAAAAAABEY/TCz0Vuc8CKc/s72-c/hehe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry></feed>