<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:36:08.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wens thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-7619193927157172489</id><published>2008-10-06T05:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T06:15:09.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily random rant.</title><content type='html'>NIGHT OWL, and I'm damn TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering(aloud), why isn't my life a bed of roses. On second thoughts, maybe it is, just that my roses, be it pink white red blue black, are full of thorns.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, THORNS. Those disgusting, repulsive, prickly THORNS.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can't i be like others. why can't i be rich. why can't i strike lottery twice like the guy on newspaper. why can't i have my own room. why can't i have my own house. why can't i do whatever i like. why must we see the faces of people. why can't we disobey our friends, boss, elderly, siblings ... why can't we just live life the way we wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why  must life in Singapore be so fast-paced. why can't we slow down and admire the scenery, the people, the birds, the dogs, the babies etc. why must we miss out so much in life. it's not fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting older. and I'm tired everyday. i spend most of my free time thinking what i wanna do in the future. and it's really futile. seriously, i don't know what i wanna do. I'm a depress human. I'm aimless. i don't have a goal. what use is it of to me to continue living if i don't find the meaning to carry on? life's plain disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's unfair. my parents worked so many hours a day and it's me complaining about life. maybe they're the ones really unhappy with life. or maybe they've learn to accept life the way it is. maybe they're not like me. they're contented with life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am not.&lt;/span&gt; i kept comparing. i despised myself. i am lazy. but i can proof people wrong. i choose the route i want. I've to keep to my road now. the route to a better job to support myself.to get myself out of this routine which I've been loathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i used to think that i won't live that long. maybe past 20? but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; wrong, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very wrong.&lt;/span&gt; i had to grow up eventually. it's no use avoiding. just 2 more years to my adulthood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'll go sleep for 2 hours and forget all about these rants. maybe I'll wake up feeling happier. if not, at least i get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mj&lt;/span&gt;. :) I'm still well-treated by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : rants. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-7619193927157172489?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/7619193927157172489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=7619193927157172489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7619193927157172489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7619193927157172489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/10/daily-random-rant.html' title='Daily random rant.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-379490665306569387</id><published>2008-10-05T10:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:09:47.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit &amp; Pieces of My Life - Part I</title><content type='html'>How was life in your childhood as you had remembered?&lt;br /&gt;I lied on bed yesterday night thinking of my past. My childhood times. The transition from a child to teenage, then to being a young adult at 19.&lt;br /&gt;How time flies. I did have a lot of memories. Memories that molded me into who I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start from the earliest memories that I have to my best recollections.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I close my eyes, I feel like I'm being transported back into the past days. When my grandma was still around. When I was still living at my old place up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Outram&lt;/span&gt; Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was schooling at PAP(?) when I was in Kindergarten 1 &amp;amp; 2 . Just outside of the wooden doors, there's a playground. It was   not really fun, without swings, see-saws and slides. It was there because it was. Anyway, when I was inside the PAP Kindergarten classroom, I visited the toilet a few times and it was rather intimidating for me back then. The toilet was situated at the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; level, the place(as I remembered) was dark and there was a photo of an old man. It wasn't any picture, it was a B&amp;amp;W close-up of him on a desk. I think that's the reason I couldn't remember more; I visited the toilet too little after that form any other impression of it. The picture scared a 5, 6 year-old away.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;graduated&lt;/span&gt; from my kindergarten the day I took my class picture. I still had it tuck away nicely in a corner. It was still a time, when the older seniors were still around. My uncle, my grandmas etc. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, there came Primary School days. It was, the best days of my life I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many stuffs during this period. I remembered how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; I felt before I started school. Everything was so new. New books, new uniforms, new pencil case, new bag, new shoes and new friends. The school was just opposite my kindergarten and they were just about 10minutes walking distance from my (then) place. The sleepy mornings. On some days, I would place my hand on my siblings shoulder and walk with my eyes 1/2 opened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, many memories are coming back one by one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my primary one and two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was my form teacher, Miss Tan. She was really really fierce and I could still remember her face. She was tanned and very skinny. She taught me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, those grammars and spelling. There was once I forgotten to do my homework and she hit my hand with a ruler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; teacher, Chen Lao &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt;. She taught standing up in front of us. Being kids, we were naturally childish and I remember me and a couple of class-mates throwing tiny stones into her pockets.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also a male class-mate sitting next to me during those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; lessons. He always smile at me and had a very very very very very naughty look. He was definitely childish too, he always get punished for reasons that I couldn't remember already.  He was sort of one of my best friend in primary 1 &amp;amp; 2. BUT, he suddenly went away. No other information of him after one of the holidays. I miss him during that time. There's a dragon in his name too. Maybe that's why I treat him as my good friend. Though I don't remember exactly what we talked and stuff. We lost contact just like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pets coursebook, spelling, mental sums, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primary three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The teachers kept changing. There was Mr Soon a very old uncle, a pretty lady teacher (forgotten her name) and ... FORGOTTEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; teacher Mrs Chan. I was very well-behaved during those days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home, it was doing homework and playing at the playground with neighbours. I used to have a very good friend staying at my block. I was staying at level 6 while she was staying at 3, on the right hand corner. Her name was Cindy and her sister was Sandra. As kids, we were immature at dealing stuffs. They were always vying for attention. But I do miss them. After we sort of quarrel over some minor things, I didn't saw them again. Either that, or they were avoiding me. Sigh. I really miss them. Why do we had to be so immature at dealing things! Sometimes, I thought I saw them looking down. Cindy gave me something, maybe a origami crane I think. But it was too long ago, like 10 years back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have taken a picture of the old building I'm staying for keepsake, but I didn't! Sigh, it's so dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primary four.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a prefect! My form teacher was Miss Hay. She was fair and had curly locks. I was sitting at the front row with Nigel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; Pei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tsung&lt;/span&gt;. They were both smart in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pov&lt;/span&gt;. Only one incident, the g2 red pen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;. shan't elaborate much. It was damn funny during p4. P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;eiwen&lt;/span&gt; and pt always bicker. and they always DO. lots of classmates. too much to list. Oh, we now had to take care of the p1 juniors. There was silent-reading during the mornings before assembly. Level 3 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;PHS&lt;/span&gt; was real creepy. Some people said that level 3 girls toilet was haunted and stuff. There's a mini artificial fountain outside the toilet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, anyway I didn't saw anything scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were 2 lifts operating too. My school was 12-storeys high. Table-tennis court on the highest and then computer labs on the 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Levels 10-5 were class-rooms. Level 4 was teachers room and level 3 was the office for principal, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;vp&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dm&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Streaming year, and I got into EM2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primary 5A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Lum&lt;/span&gt; and Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt;. There was one occasion, I went to school and I wore my uniform of different tones. I hand in my work on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;foolscap&lt;/span&gt; of different tones of white too. and . I forgotten another. Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt; laughed. 5A went on an excursion trip and as we were too noisy on the bus, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Lum&lt;/span&gt; slapped me. But I teared that's why it wasn't that pain. I heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt; gotten cancer. Not sure. During the mid-year holidays, I was introduced to Counter-strike when I got home from Hazel's place. My brothers discovered LAN shops and asked me to go with them. And I was addicted to Cs. It was factor contributing to the downfall of my studies and my behaviour deteriorated. But I was hooked. And then I gotten to know my bff. We were together for 5 years, in the same class but we only know of each other existance through cs. We played games together, hang out together and by p6 we were completely imseparable. If you want to find us, just find one of us, the other would bound to be there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before LT my best-friend was Hazel Yeoh. She's not just my best friend, everyone wants a piece of her. Who's to blame? She's smart, hardworking, responsible etc. But it was too tiring to keep her. Politics, YES, EVEN IN PRIMARY SCHOOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, she dropped me, I dropped her or whatever, it doesn't matters now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this is the outram-park days. Lt and me would hang out at outram park some days after remedial ended. Theres the playground and basketball court. Her house. The food cafe garden or something. I couldn't find it on google.com . Yes, outram park. It's gone now. But the memories are still intact. The FRUIT stall at level 1. The Garden Cafe at level 2. Spent one of the Xmas there celebrating with some peeps! Gone were the days. It's never gonna come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be continued...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : b&amp;amp;pOML . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-379490665306569387?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/379490665306569387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=379490665306569387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/379490665306569387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/379490665306569387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/10/bit-pieces-of-my-life-part-i.html' title='Bit &amp; Pieces of My Life - Part I'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8507961012711105537</id><published>2008-10-01T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:38:20.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LITTLE GREEDY PIG-LET WANTS.</title><content type='html'>the pig-let wants to change her blog template&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to sleep&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to work&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to have a full set of cosmetics&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to have a omnia phone&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to mahjong&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to extend her holidays&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to swim&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to have her own space&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to get smart&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to see all episodes of Prison Break Season 4. &lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to drink coke lime/light&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants to eat unlimited seafood/sashimi&lt;br /&gt;the pig-let wants ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : ROAR!  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8507961012711105537?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8507961012711105537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8507961012711105537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8507961012711105537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8507961012711105537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-greedy-pig-let-wants.html' title='THE LITTLE GREEDY PIG-LET WANTS.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8962193342931453728</id><published>2008-09-26T06:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:35:27.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>雨</title><content type='html'>下雨了。&lt;div&gt;手有点痛，或许有点轻微的风湿? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自己也不太清楚。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许是人老了。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哈。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许，下雨天会让人变得有点疯?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不晓得。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这个假日真无聊，整天不是在家打电动游戏，不然就是上网游览些无聊的东西。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还好，有麻将， 让时间快速的前进。 ：)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的有病。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不用简单的英文， 而用了需要时间拼音出来的华文。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好了，该睡了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;晚安。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current mood : 累， 神精病&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8962193342931453728?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8962193342931453728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8962193342931453728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8962193342931453728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8962193342931453728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_26.html' title='雨'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4706446360472342967</id><published>2008-09-23T06:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:56:09.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions and answers.</title><content type='html'>- Part 1 -&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace : singapore&lt;br /&gt;Age : 19 as of 2008&lt;br /&gt;Age you act : 85&lt;br /&gt;Current location : singapore, outram&lt;br /&gt;Eye color : black&lt;br /&gt;Hair color : black&lt;br /&gt;Right, lefty or ambidextrous? : right&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign? : aquarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 2 - describe&lt;br /&gt;Your heritage/nationality :: singaporean&lt;br /&gt;Your hair : black, long, straight?&lt;br /&gt;Your fears : ants, heartbreaks, nightmares, losing mj&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect room : white themed, queen size bed, bed-lamp, neat, tidy&lt;br /&gt;What you practically do in a day : sleep, eat, game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 3 - what is/are...&lt;br /&gt;Words you overuse : random/sigh/sad/emo&lt;br /&gt;Phrases you overuse : mm, ok whatever&lt;br /&gt;Your first thought when you wake up : what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest accomplishment : top 16 in wcg with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;Something you want to do : travelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 4 -&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : diet cokes&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera : none.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla : dark chocolates&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : both&lt;br /&gt;Black or white : both&lt;br /&gt;Bills or Coins ((Think $$$)) :: bills&lt;br /&gt;Burgers or hot dogs :: hot dogs&lt;br /&gt;Egypt or France : both&lt;br /&gt;Rock or rap : none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 5 - Do you.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : nope&lt;br /&gt;Sing well : dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;Sing in the shower : maybe&lt;br /&gt;Talk to yourself --a lot-- : nope&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : maybe&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument : nah&lt;br /&gt;Want to go to college? no&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married? gadly.&lt;br /&gt;Want to have children? maybe 1.&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents : 50/50&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your siblings? : 50/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 6 - In the past month have you.&lt;br /&gt;Gone out of state : nope&lt;br /&gt;Drank alchohol : nope&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : nope&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of oreos : only a packet of 3s.&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : nope&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping : nope&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped : nope&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : nope&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything : nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 7 - namings.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite : yk, kiddo&lt;br /&gt;Loudest : hazel&lt;br /&gt;Most shy : &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blondest : ber?&lt;br /&gt;Smartest : &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindest : LT&lt;br /&gt;Best personality :&lt;br /&gt;Best singer : (wannabe) jw&lt;br /&gt;Drama Queen ((or King XP)) : kel&lt;br /&gt;The one you just want to strangle to death : jw&lt;br /&gt;Funniest : people who crack jokes for 3yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;Best person for advice : no idea&lt;br /&gt;Dependable : &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy : no idea&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to end up in jail : ALL OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 8 -&lt;br /&gt;Last dream : random&lt;br /&gt;Last nightmare : alot&lt;br /&gt;Car ride : jws friend&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried : forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen : can't remember&lt;br /&gt;Last book read : cleo october&lt;br /&gt;Last word said : put it on top of the towels.&lt;br /&gt;Last curse word said : wteff&lt;br /&gt;Last time you laugh : can't remembr&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call : mom&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played : none&lt;br /&gt;Last song you listened to : katy perry's&lt;br /&gt;Last annoyance : no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Last IM : jw&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged : jw&lt;br /&gt;Last person you yelled at : jw&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic? always.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you fought with your parents : cant remember&lt;br /&gt;Last time you wished upon a star : teenage times&lt;br /&gt;Played Truth or Dare : teenage times&lt;br /&gt;Spent quality time alone : always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Part 9 -&lt;br /&gt;Are you talking to someone on IM : nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel lonely : a bit&lt;br /&gt;Ever been so hungry you felt like you could eat the person next to you? nope&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of George Bush? dont care&lt;br /&gt;How many languages do you speak? two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gonna sleep now @ 7am. nice timing. since i've nothing on for like the next 2 weeks or so. just finished gaming and answering all these rather lame questions. no choice, i'm a lame person. that's why i still bothered. HA HA. joke. imma joke. :)&lt;br /&gt;swimming. dry swimming. i want both.&lt;br /&gt;lets see what time i would wake up later. i guess it's 6pm. or maybe 7.&lt;br /&gt;my phones rather quiet these days. im rather quiet these days.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm rather broke these days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather bored.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go genting or something. maybe even sentosa. or just malaysia. lol. ok, im crazy and VERY TIRED. SLEEP MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : randomnessssssss @ wens mind. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4706446360472342967?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4706446360472342967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4706446360472342967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4706446360472342967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4706446360472342967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/questions-and-answers.html' title='questions and answers.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-6581173089655533261</id><published>2008-09-20T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:29:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HOLIDAYS! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy &amp;amp; sad @ the same time because of the same reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm happy because i could game until very late and sleep till evening time. but its too bored. when youve nothing to care about, like school, it becomes damn routine. and damn sian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, it just started, so i've nothing much to whine about. lost mahjong again. like for don't know how many consecutive times already. so sad. though i still &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mahjong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess it's like becoming my lifelong interests already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a saturday today. i slept till about 6pm before waking up to a call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had dinner and watched The Sum of All Fears on tv. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not doing anything much on a saturday night. working for mum tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from next week onwards, it'd be using computer all week along? perhaps the occasional project stuffs to work on. maybe like once a week on it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmmm, i just woke up. and theres nothing much to do. and i cant sleep back. argh, lifes sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm a emo girl as quoted by LT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exams in less than 3 months time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : bored&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-6581173089655533261?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/6581173089655533261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=6581173089655533261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6581173089655533261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6581173089655533261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4147405112329979127</id><published>2008-09-19T06:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T06:51:10.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeeee @@~~~@!@#$%</title><content type='html'>Yeap, and i'm awake! maybe not those wide awake, energetic . but, main point is i'm awake!&lt;br /&gt;today is the last day before school holidays start after that. meaning, i'll have 3 weeks of term break.&lt;br /&gt;having a test later on, not sure whether i could do it... and come 9+ i'll be (happily?) on my way back home. mahjonging later, hope i'll win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been losing since dont know when. so unlucky recently? get my luck back already!!! 15minutes more to slack around. these few days damn tiring. i, myself, dont even know what i'm busy with. it seems like i always don't have sufficient rest, yet always complaining of boredom or something. imma a$5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's kicking in. the tiredness. i slept for like only 3 hours or something. damn pro...&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i mahjonged on wednesday and lost $24!?!?!?!?!?!?! kept getting that kind of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt; recently and i damnnnnnnnnnnnnnn &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;it. why why why!!!!! :-( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im happy, cause i found a hair clip or something. and i am damn broke NOW. sighs. and i am emo. ok bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kept dreaming these days..... so tiring to dream. perhaps i am heaty. :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dota and more dotaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and gamess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and MAHJONG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost forgot to blog. my fave tv series Prison break season 4 episode 5 is airing in 3 days more in US. yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : SCHOOL &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4147405112329979127?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4147405112329979127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4147405112329979127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4147405112329979127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4147405112329979127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/weeeeeeee.html' title='Weeeeeeee @@~~~@!@#$%'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1790287148720545768</id><published>2008-09-18T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:41:14.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF AGAIN AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>played a lot of dota games. very tired now. going to sleep. blog again tmr night or something . nights all. &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : tired. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1790287148720545768?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1790287148720545768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1790287148720545768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1790287148720545768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1790287148720545768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/tgif-again-again.html' title='TGIF AGAIN AGAIN!'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3464820231327257392</id><published>2008-09-15T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:01:11.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday bluesssssssss</title><content type='html'>monday. crap. lots. &lt;br /&gt;i got to school at 8:48am like that, thinking there might be extra slot or something. and was told to come later because no more slot. wasted my time. and had to sit at cafe 1 for like about 45 minutes before wk and shoman came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast at cafe 1 and then went tps or cdp? not sure. but i slept through almost 80% of the lesson. mmm, went campus haven after that. ordered onion rings with wk, but it tastes like shit. went library to chill before class starts at 1pm. didn't learn much today because quite slack. like holidays. teacher done some revision before releasing us at 3+. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random stuff happened in class.&lt;br /&gt;classmate bh was making noise in class.&lt;br /&gt;classmate pl scolded them, asking bh to be quiet. &lt;br /&gt;classmate bh and classmate yh are good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classmate pl says: you both can shut up a not.  &lt;br /&gt;ca tan says: not both, is classmate bh only.&lt;br /&gt;classmate pl says: i don't care is one or two etc.&lt;br /&gt;classmate yh says: attitude problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then a fight almost broke out. but it didnt'. &lt;br /&gt;and the noise woke those sleepers in class up. in a way, it was good? ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;school life. bound to have all these random stuffs happening. especially in a class with 80% who are guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then school ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jw at eunos. and we had sakae sushi buffet for lunch. and we were so full. went daiso, cause i wanted to get the ear buds thingy for my earpiece. it looks like crap now. i wanna work . need some money. iphone seems so nice. &lt;br /&gt;k bye. boring life. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : bah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3464820231327257392?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3464820231327257392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3464820231327257392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3464820231327257392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3464820231327257392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-bluesssssssss.html' title='Monday bluesssssssss'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-6375860938751060862</id><published>2008-09-14T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T02:35:09.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing in Action!</title><content type='html'>Just some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy about mahjong and have done up a record sheet on my mj winnings and losses. damn crazy i know. lost on both sat and friday. damn unlucky? yesterday, i almost win 13 yao. i was waiting for the last tile and then kz won. damn suay.&lt;br /&gt;it was like, i was going to give up on 13yao already because 3 bai bans come out. was thinking that if i get just ONE more bai ban i will do. It proved me right, i got the last bai ban. and then followed by a red dragon. and then a north. and was listening for a yi wan only. damn suayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost 20+ but kz cleared my losses. so, it's ok la. SUPER SUAYNESS . &lt;br /&gt;i went work in the morning with jw. it was damn tiring. feel so sleepy and legs like gonna break or something. walk home because too many people waiting for cabs. ate a lot? bought mee soto but not eating. had mee soto for like consecutively 3 days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends all complained that i've gone mia. good or bad thing? you decide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy and sad. tmr phase test hopefully will get A. tuesday hopefully will get the project out. friday start my holidays. happy. and mahjong soon. and maybe jb? &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : bored.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-6375860938751060862?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/6375860938751060862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=6375860938751060862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6375860938751060862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6375860938751060862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing in Action!'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1525927268626764562</id><published>2008-09-12T01:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T02:48:05.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>hi everybody! I've been M.I.A from my blog for about 3 days !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've missed school on tuesday and thursday and have done nothing much. where did all my precious darling time went!?!&lt;br /&gt;sleeping, eating, video-ing, tv-ing and ntuc-ing @ tanjong pagar. the usuals la. Wednesday test wasn't really very hard, tbh, it was easier than i thought. these few weeks, lessons always on and off, make people dread going to school and then get the news that lessons canceled and stuff. so annoying. like, i get up 2hours earlier, 1hr for me to prepare and 1 more hour to get to school.  And then I reach school and attend some 2 hour or less theory lesson and pack up to head for home. and the trip home is like another 1 hour. it's so time-consuming. Like really waste of time sometimes. Not that I'm complaining, it's just that sometimes, we rather get that 2hours or so of time to sleep or... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realize the whole of the above paragraph is ALL about school. I'm so whiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I HAVE BEEN BUSY SEEING YOUTUBE VIDS AND LISTENING TO SONGS THAT I'VE CONVENIENTLY FORGOTTEN TO COMPLETE THIS POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO forgetful ! anyway, found a lot of really nice songs to add into my collection of music. so happy. some of the songs are so cute etc. &lt;3s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i'll need to save money to get a really huge memory mp3 player to put all these mp3s in. my pathetic phone only has like 1gb of memory. which is just not enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also wanna buy a new sneakers which costs like 70sgd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;below are some randomly taken photos which was taken at some random times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlbQBB9SMI/AAAAAAAAAds/X-J-ZCRMdCA/s400/SP_A0409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244823571762333890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlbQXDmzWI/AAAAAAAAAd0/oKeSeXlD-m8/s1600-h/SP_A0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlbQXDmzWI/AAAAAAAAAd0/oKeSeXlD-m8/s400/SP_A0415.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244823577674829154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZrp8Cu3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/eqKYJIFL00s/s1600-h/SP_A0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZrp8Cu3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/eqKYJIFL00s/s400/SP_A0376.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244821847576591218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZsMcKosI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_tPZ2a8BbSw/s1600-h/SP_A0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZsMcKosI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_tPZ2a8BbSw/s400/SP_A0378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244821856838132418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZsncaZuI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sfCVvfMQq6k/s1600-h/SP_A0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZsncaZuI/AAAAAAAAAdU/sfCVvfMQq6k/s400/SP_A0420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244821864086922978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZuewLJxI/AAAAAAAAAdc/wjyemBeWmCs/s1600-h/SP_A0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZuewLJxI/AAAAAAAAAdc/wjyemBeWmCs/s400/SP_A0372.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244821896113628946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZuuMzLQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/x5rfXUBwGT8/s1600-h/SP_A0427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlZuuMzLQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/x5rfXUBwGT8/s400/SP_A0427.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244821900260224258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : MAHJONG! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1525927268626764562?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1525927268626764562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1525927268626764562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1525927268626764562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1525927268626764562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/tgif-again.html' title='TGIF AGAIN!'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SMlbQBB9SMI/AAAAAAAAAds/X-J-ZCRMdCA/s72-c/SP_A0409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3719915534786008560</id><published>2008-09-08T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:55:26.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy stuffs.</title><content type='html'>many years down the road...&lt;br /&gt;will people still stay the same?&lt;br /&gt;will people still remember me/you/her/him/them/us ?&lt;br /&gt;will people still be them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a random post before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;holidays coming soon, just 2 more weeks to endure girl.&lt;br /&gt;gl lt. to ur prelims. &lt;br /&gt;gl yk. to ur n's. &lt;br /&gt;gl, gl. &lt;br /&gt;jw's birthday coming. rynie's birthday coming. exams coming. CA going reservist. Lts birthday coming soon. alot pple la! &lt;br /&gt;exams coming . so fast. damn fast. rocket-fast. &lt;br /&gt;gonna say goodbye to ite days. those bummer days. and hafta suffer horrible poly days. can't be a bummer anymore. i hate it, though i wont abandon my precious. my pc games. my precious desktop. my precious samsung lcd. my precious logitech keyboard. my precious razer lachesis. my precious asus p5k-pro with e6550. my precious ati 1660 gfx. my precious 430w psu. my precious LG DVD-rom drive. etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i am making this list far too long. time to slp. nights world. nights to you, reader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : crappy/sleepy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3719915534786008560?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3719915534786008560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3719915534786008560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3719915534786008560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3719915534786008560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/crappy-stuffs.html' title='Crappy stuffs.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8656205069104938201</id><published>2008-09-07T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T03:30:47.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong frenzy</title><content type='html'>It's late! Turning in soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so turning into a mahjong addict! Guess mahjong is some kind of !@$%#$ hobby. Seriously, mahjonging top the list together with gaming. Or perhaps even more. Just that I doesnt have a usual bunch of khakis so i couldn't go mj always.  SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went k's grandma funeral on friday night. Until 6am. Gotten home around 7am. K.o on bed at 8. Woke at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;ate 2 meals on saturday. and didnt spend much which is considered a good thing? more of like a entertaining hobby. like, doesn't have to spend much and could pass time so easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a angry girl. god knows why. bye. im bullshitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : tired. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8656205069104938201?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8656205069104938201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8656205069104938201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8656205069104938201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8656205069104938201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/mahjong-frenzy.html' title='Mahjong frenzy'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1390436049092403416</id><published>2008-09-05T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:50:24.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be still, precious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD LUCK PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially to kiddo, LT etc. I know you'all will pass whatever exams/tests shit with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;F&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's friday, so happy! i'm like so free now that training days are over. perhaps mahjong on saturday? no idea where i'm going tomorrow. school's ending kind of early since that elective ended. hooray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT UPDATING.&lt;/strong&gt; This is &lt;strong&gt;NOT ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : HAPPY. TGIF! :-) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1390436049092403416?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1390436049092403416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1390436049092403416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1390436049092403416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1390436049092403416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/be-still-precious.html' title='Be still, precious.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8650294479042937415</id><published>2008-09-04T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:30:02.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatever does not kill me makes me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : tired. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8650294479042937415?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8650294479042937415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8650294479042937415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8650294479042937415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8650294479042937415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/whatever-does-not-kill-me-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-7735770116519558725</id><published>2008-09-03T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T02:59:49.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of september.</title><content type='html'>i vaguely remembered that it's someone birthday today, but i just can't seems to remember who's the birthday girl/boy no matter how hard i try. the date just seems so familiar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, condolences to k's grandma. she passed away yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wish to be happy. that's all i wish for. i am tired of everything. i'm afraid. afraid that i am losing the ability to love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : sigh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-7735770116519558725?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/7735770116519558725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=7735770116519558725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7735770116519558725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7735770116519558725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/3rd-day-of-september.html' title='3rd day of september.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4641674888042175032</id><published>2008-09-02T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:11:25.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>I'm so much better now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, school today was as usual. And I guess I couldn't escape the much dreaded napfa. SIGH! I skipped PE and my teacher messaged me asking me to go for napfa this week. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very very very full now. I had Lo Ma Gai + 2 siew mais for breakfast and Niang ToFu Laksa without the noodles for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bus home just now, and the trip was so uncomfortable. The bus smells a bit weird? The bus was rather jerky too. I ended up getting more tired than I was before.Just gotten home not long ago and am slacking away surfing browsing web/blogs. Mmmm, suppose to meet Hazel but she haven't call me yet. Maybe she's doing her assignment or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifes a chore! I want to play some games! I want to see the whole world! I want to travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : lalaa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4641674888042175032?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4641674888042175032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4641674888042175032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4641674888042175032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4641674888042175032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_02.html' title='^^'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-7773817587028060710</id><published>2008-09-01T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:19:00.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E M O</title><content type='html'>Hi dearest blog space, I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, &lt;em&gt;Happy Teachers Day!&lt;/em&gt; Though I'm happier for the fact that it's a school holiday so I can just stay at home and slack somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a rather bleak day for me. I don't know why, just feel kind of moody, moodless, emo &amp;amp; ________ (fill in the blanks) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm such a negative person. All I've in my mind are negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I don't know man.. I guess... I'm going to sleep soon. I'll get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, it's not &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; fault for what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : emo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-7773817587028060710?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/7773817587028060710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=7773817587028060710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7773817587028060710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7773817587028060710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/09/e-m-o.html' title='E M O'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-6196062067149263571</id><published>2008-08-30T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:10:17.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post/pre</title><content type='html'>i really dont know how i am feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;it feels kind of weird? &lt;br /&gt;to not being able to know how i am feeling myself.&lt;br /&gt;it's weird&lt;br /&gt;really weird. &lt;br /&gt;what would be the final outcome be in the long run?&lt;br /&gt;i still dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : qwertyuiop &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-6196062067149263571?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/6196062067149263571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=6196062067149263571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6196062067149263571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6196062067149263571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/postpre.html' title='post/pre'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4099088825957787145</id><published>2008-08-29T10:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:05:44.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One way</title><content type='html'>it seems to be a One Way route. &lt;br /&gt;past, future seems so far away.&lt;br /&gt;where's the love?&lt;br /&gt;reignite the flames within? or just let the flames slowly goes out. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : ~_~ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4099088825957787145?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4099088825957787145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4099088825957787145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4099088825957787145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4099088825957787145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-way.html' title='One way'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3939275783973301649</id><published>2008-08-26T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:35:00.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continual</title><content type='html'>hi blog, im back from school, sleep and play! all except studying! sigh, tests tests. Kind of bored now. mark says wanna play dota but he went offline. that's so rubbish. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a long afternoon nap today. like from 1plus to 5? and then i continue sleeping from 6pm to 7pm and i pull myself out of my bed reluctantly cause ive to study for the tmrs test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so weird huh, relationship/friendship and stuffs. people get together, pull away, get back together again and finally break it off. is it that hard to maintain human ties? hormonal changes? reached a new level of maturity? or just changing constantly to adapt to the society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, what are friends for? something/one you can make use of and dump it as and when you feel like? true friends doesnt needs your money or any shit. &lt;br /&gt;true friends are there no matter what. when youre dumped, when youre bored, when youre poor, when youre sick, when youre down, when you needs a listening ear, they'll just be there for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what friends are for, isnt it? is there an expiry date for friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning into a shitty crappy old hag who keeps ranting/whining/emoing away. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : miss you girls always.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : move on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3939275783973301649?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3939275783973301649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3939275783973301649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3939275783973301649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3939275783973301649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/continual.html' title='continual'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-7062678314084031984</id><published>2008-08-26T06:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:34:02.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>How much is friendship worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1cent?&lt;br /&gt;10cent?&lt;br /&gt;$1?&lt;br /&gt;$10?&lt;br /&gt;$100?&lt;br /&gt;$1,000?&lt;br /&gt;$10,000?&lt;br /&gt;$100,000?&lt;br /&gt;$1,000,000?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much more? or is it really worthless?&lt;br /&gt;there's much more to that than just being friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are there for a reason. for companion, for support and many other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;is it the realistic world? or is it just one of the many weaknesses humans possess? it's so hard to differentiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some friends(or people which you assumed are your friends) may turn out quite differently as you make them out to be. many stuffs are unknown and we're definitely not psychics who can read minds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is cruel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true friends or friends with evil intentions?&lt;br /&gt;how do you differentiate between both? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;Current mood : random&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-7062678314084031984?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/7062678314084031984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=7062678314084031984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7062678314084031984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7062678314084031984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-108451325329600882</id><published>2008-08-24T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:18:05.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dotaaaaaaaaa.</title><content type='html'>crazy weeeeeeeeek. been playing for like the whole week 24/7. ,I'm exaggerating. but it definitely seems like i've been playing it for like forever. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not touch cs for a few days. kind of sian. and we're gaming until like 8,9 in the morning? that's so extreme. i feel like im back to my old life. gaming till the morning, sleeping until late evening and the routine goes on and on.... how long ago was it? perhaps 2 years ago? it's so CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered kfc yesterday. it was my lunch/dinner/supper/breakfast, because I took damn long to finish it! The delivery came at 10:20pm. and I ate the zinger burger @ 8+ am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Current mood : crazy ~_~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-108451325329600882?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/108451325329600882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=108451325329600882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/108451325329600882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/108451325329600882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/dotaaaaaaaaa.html' title='dotaaaaaaaaa.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-75402431012541836</id><published>2008-08-23T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:06:38.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's happening</title><content type='html'>no idea about what's happening to team.squ . disbanding? taking a rest? bored of politics? etcetc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kind of bored about cs. kind of lost interest, lost hope. i dont know. The future of Counter-Strike 1.6 seems bleak. really really ~_~ am i still as passionate as Cs1.6 as I was before wcg08? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's kind of slack. and today IS a saturday and i'm staying at home again. so lifeless. 2 tests on wednesday. oh, and i won $13sgd on friday. but i lost $35 the previous time. so.. i gotta buck up! work work tmr. so boring. THOUGH IT IS BORING NOW TOO! Everyone's afk, leaving me here to blog about my lifeless life here in this blank space. Crapshit. No ones home. I havent had my breakfast/lunch/dinner. So shitttttttty. Life holds no meaning for me. I shall go die. Bye. &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : Bored&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-75402431012541836?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/75402431012541836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=75402431012541836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/75402431012541836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/75402431012541836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-happening.html' title='what&apos;s happening'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2547705207339482662</id><published>2008-08-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T03:43:50.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ended as of today, 19 August 2008 . &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : sigh.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2547705207339482662?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2547705207339482662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2547705207339482662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2547705207339482662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2547705207339482662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/ended-as-of-today-19-august-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-6909591297114275228</id><published>2008-08-19T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T03:39:12.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Decision</title><content type='html'>is to stick together with the girls. after alot of stuffs said and all. &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : sIck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-6909591297114275228?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/6909591297114275228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=6909591297114275228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6909591297114275228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6909591297114275228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/final-decision.html' title='Final Decision'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2816672218814817142</id><published>2008-08-17T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:43:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am still sick T_T</title><content type='html'>I'm still sick! The fever subsided though. But i'm still coughing. :-( Feels so disgusting. I stayed home the whole of yesterday because of the fever. And no one wanna mahjong with me today on a Sunday. SO, now i'm stuck at home for 2 consecutive days. It's really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, have to make a rather huge decision. Guess i've to follow my heart? Sigh. Gotta go sleep. school tmr. nighteys you. &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : sick/bored/sigh/etc/ARGH/GRRRRR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2816672218814817142?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2816672218814817142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2816672218814817142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2816672218814817142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2816672218814817142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/am-still-sick-tt.html' title='am still sick T_T'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4785084468094791374</id><published>2008-08-16T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:06:34.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick/sway</title><content type='html'>I'm so ill yesterday that i totally lost my voice which makes me rather reluctant to talk. and i lost mahjong yesterday. it's like the 2nd time that i lost. bah, whatever. shall not talk about it here. so , the moral of the story is Don't play mahjong if I'm unwell. The aura would be gone. ! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i now proudly proclaim that i'm having a flu, a sore throat, a mild fever or something cause my body feels unusually warm , a cough and maybe a mild headache too. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may not even attend the gathering. just felt super sick and drowsy la. okay, gtg. bye &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : unwell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4785084468094791374?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4785084468094791374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4785084468094791374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4785084468094791374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4785084468094791374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/sicksway.html' title='sick/sway'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-6548293770495179567</id><published>2008-08-13T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:21:57.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QuiZZes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;謀事 - 徐庶歸家（中平）&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;籤文意思&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;徐庶，三國時代一個杰出的政治家、軍事家，與孔明是好朋友。本來，徐庶是有心輔佐劉備建立帝業的，但曹操卻利用徐庶母親來“打人質牌”，使徐庶改變初衷，返回家鄉，落入曹操手中。徐庶離開劉備時，走馬荐諸葛，極力推崇孔明。徐庶歸家後，被徐母大罵他上了曹操的當。孝義兩難存，徐庶在曹操手下做官，始終是“身在曹營心在漢”。此籤是描述徐庶被曹操放假後，思念母親，歸家心切之情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;解說&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成事在天，謀事在人，一切都要看時機。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;自身 - 塞翁失馬（中平）&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;籤文意思&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;古時，邊塞地區有一老翁，失一馬，他泰然處之，後來，馬回來了，還帶著一匹小馬。塞翁之子，騎這小馬時，不慎跌斷足，塞翁亦泰然處之，不久，村內所有壯丁都被征往修筑長城，而塞翁之子得以免役而保存性命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這支籤，暗喻事情仍有反覆，壞事可以轉化成為好事，而好事亦會轉化成壞事，但是，我們只能像當年的塞翁一樣，暫且接受現實，不管是禍是福，都要處之泰然，善惡到頭，是會有結果的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;解說&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多行善可保平安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;財運 - 王道真誤入桃源（&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;上吉&lt;/span&gt;）&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;籤文意思&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;桃源，即晉代陶淵明所述的世外桃源。傳說中，這位有緣人王道真亦曾順水行舟，無意間到達桃源，看見一群逃避戰亂的先秦遺民，快樂無憂的生活在一個百花爭妍，萬紫千紅，花香蝶舞，枯木逢春的境界。求得此籤，有一種否極泰來，枯木逢春、時來運轉、快活無憂的征兆，而且，又暗示，一切佳景，不必刻意去強求﹔順其自然，盡力而為，反而有意想不到的收獲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;解說&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有財運，正橫皆有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;學業 - 朱洪武登基（上吉）&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;籤文意思&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;朱洪武，明太祖朱元璋，少年時曾在皇覺寺出家。幼時家貧，放牛以補家計，曾與一群牧童登上嵩山，說：“他日我若為皇帝，群臣就像群山一樣，向我拱立朝拜。”後來朱無璋建立明朝，果然尊五岳為神。此籤有位高得意之象，群山紛紛向中岳朝拜，好象臣子列班，整齊又嚴肅，居此位置，怎能不開心呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;解說&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考試成績名列前茅，想入名校的必入名校。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;姻緣 - 王道真誤入桃源（上吉）&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;籤文意思&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;桃源，即晉代陶淵明所述的世外桃源。傳說中，這位有緣人王道真亦曾順水行舟，無意間到達桃源，看見一群逃避戰亂的先秦遺民，快樂無憂的生活在一個百花爭妍，萬紫千紅，花香蝶舞，枯木逢春的境界。求得此籤，有一種否極泰來，枯木逢春、時來運轉、快活無憂的征兆，而且，又暗示，一切佳景，不必刻意去強求﹔順其自然，盡力而為，反而有意想不到的收獲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;解說&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;良好姻緣，紅鸞星動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current mood : tired.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-6548293770495179567?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/6548293770495179567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=6548293770495179567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6548293770495179567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6548293770495179567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/quizzes.html' title='QuiZZes.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4932441256602596701</id><published>2008-08-12T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:12:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahhhhjonng</title><content type='html'>i went mahjong yesterday and won like 18sgd. had dinner @ chinatown before heading home in a cab because my stomach area hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had school today &amp; it was really boring. i had seoulgarden today :-) not bad but i feel like it's a waste of money. not that the food wasn't nice. etccc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught a movie which was quite funny. but the plot was a bit predictable. so.. okay la. not say very bad. just average? and had dark chocolate ice-cream while waiting for the bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i caught the sore-throat virus! everyone around me already caught it! yeahhhhh, bye for now.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sore-throat.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4932441256602596701?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4932441256602596701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4932441256602596701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4932441256602596701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4932441256602596701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/mahhhhjonng.html' title='mahhhhjonng'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-5750772734881994478</id><published>2008-08-10T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:09:50.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>had buffet yesterday and i'm damn full! wanted to watch the dark knight but the tickets were sold out. wanted to go prawning but we're not very loaded. and then, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a d24 durian home which costs just $8. it was okay .&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird to do nothing on a saturday. i miss trainings. lalala! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work today. actually wanted to mahjong. aiyah. but used to it. always got people cmi. nvm. ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : random&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-5750772734881994478?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/5750772734881994478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=5750772734881994478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5750772734881994478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5750772734881994478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3977248771473509161</id><published>2008-08-08T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T18:34:32.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SQU &lt;3s</title><content type='html'>Congrats to SQU for being in the Top 16.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to otV for being in the Top 16.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to WwF- for being in the 3rd Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats congrats . All have done well. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Wcg.Sg ended today, with [5]/XqR winning the title of Wcg.Sg Cs. 1st runner-up was XqR.Ag followed by WwF-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt manage to support wwf- atw today because gotta rush for a test. I cab down from Suntec to Dover and it costs like $10+. Anyway, hooray cause' it's ending next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wcg finally ended. What's next? &lt;br /&gt;I feel emo while walking home just now. Thinking what's going to happen to my saturdays. What's going to happen to SQU. What's going to happen to us girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match with onourown wasn't exactly very tough. I feel that we've done a good job as our trainings was only on saturdays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grats squ. i'll miss you girls if we aren't continuing competitive cs. &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : emo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3977248771473509161?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3977248771473509161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3977248771473509161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3977248771473509161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3977248771473509161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/squ-3s.html' title='SQU &lt;3s'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1608983479600939505</id><published>2008-08-06T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:38:44.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 more hours and had to be there for registeration! im so scare. i could feel my heartbeat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn scare. today feels like cny cause those cs friends are all going to their teammate house to stay. it feels kind of weird. and i'm going to kiddo's hse soon! in like 2 hours more and i haven't bath yet and decide what to wear. cause of the stupid rules? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. im scare. afraid. yesterday drama ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya all tmr! &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : anxious.... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1608983479600939505?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1608983479600939505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1608983479600939505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1608983479600939505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1608983479600939505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/13-more-hours-and-had-to-be-there-for.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8231497788306414089</id><published>2008-08-05T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:27:15.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f.</title><content type='html'>damn emo, damn disappointed, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo because of everything that happened. disappointed that my team can't overcome such a small obstacle. and damn it cos' i know it'd soon be over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the team would be disbanded, if no one comes up to rectify the problem tomorrow. low morale. damn it la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words can't describe how i feel now. the feelings too fup. damn piss , damn sad and tbh, i feel like crying. the moment of truth has come. it hasn't even started and it's ending now. what more could i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood :  sad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8231497788306414089?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8231497788306414089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8231497788306414089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8231497788306414089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8231497788306414089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/f.html' title='f.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1444480337288970031</id><published>2008-08-04T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:27:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAH! Wanted to upload from random photos I took at school but the blogger upload thingy is taking ages. Nevermind, it's just some random photos, why care so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I overslept for today's online training. I woke up at 9:30pm and felt so sorry! I didn't hear the alarm of the phone. I didn't hear the ringing of my phone. Sigh. We played 1 map and that was it. Hope tomorrow would be better. WCG in like 2 days? Tomorrow would be the last training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright today. Actually, it was kinda boring and I doze off mid way. Ate eggs/bread for breakfast. And had chendol like just 30mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sourcing for a good blogskin but the template just seems so weird? Aiyah, can't be bothered. I don't even know what I'm looking for? Girly ones? Cool stuffs? Etc etc. So troublesome. And like have to wear long pants? Like oh my gosh? Pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would the future be? I mean, not future as in future. Future as in the week after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND LT BETTER UPDATE YOUR BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : BAH &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1444480337288970031?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1444480337288970031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1444480337288970031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1444480337288970031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1444480337288970031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/bah-wanted-to-upload-from-random-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2751839462123549723</id><published>2008-08-03T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T01:59:28.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2nd &amp;amp; 3rd of august&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 21st birthday to Hazel lim on 2nd!&lt;br /&gt;happy 19th birthday to Marilyn ng 3rd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, manage to get the 5 together on saturday. almost couldn't train as yoko had a fever in the morning. fine now though. training was cancelled today because nicole's brother was hospitalised due to food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wcg in 3 days. need to wear long pants? need to wear covered shoes? so troublesome! what about girls man! so sexist. i hate.&lt;br /&gt;can't help thinking that humans are really very fragile. so many people getting sick nowadays. what's happening to the world. i guess it's best not to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;groupings out.&lt;br /&gt;my group's with wwf and 2 random teams which i don't know. so scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i slept alot today! woke up , lunch, tv, sleep again till like 11+. the weather is so warm. and i'm having mild gastric pain at this moment. so shitty. i lost my school timetable. 8am tomorrow. gotta sleep now or soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overnight at luyies place on wednesday night. can't wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : weird : - ( &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2751839462123549723?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2751839462123549723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2751839462123549723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2751839462123549723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2751839462123549723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/2nd-3rd-of-august.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4596762492600841342</id><published>2008-08-01T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:58:02.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the PART II sequel to my post earlier on. Which means, this is another randommmm post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off with something which is &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;interesting, and that thing is none other than my autocadd results. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test 1 - 66/100&lt;br /&gt;teamwork - 95/100&lt;br /&gt;individual work - 85/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one last assignment next week. guess i'm gonna flunk it. heck with it! today lesson ended at 6pm. I forgo the idea of going for a swim as it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; considered a taboo to swim at night during the 7th month in the Chinese Lunar Calender. Say me old fashion, say me superstitious, I don't care. Phobia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm here again is.. well.. I'm BORED! No one's here to cs with me. To chat with me. I know it's a friday night... sigh . boring boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to sleep before 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overandout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current mood : bored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4596762492600841342?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4596762492600841342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4596762492600841342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4596762492600841342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4596762492600841342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-part-ii-sequel-to-my-post.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-5132712754926717205</id><published>2008-08-01T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:44:11.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a random post because i realise i haven't been posting for like 10days? (i drafted the previous post because it looks so random bleh) anyway i met up with Lt for dinner few days ago. and i still love her la. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the reason why i haven't been been is because whenever i opens up this blogger page, i'd end up closing it realising that i've really nothing much to blog about cause' my life's too mundane. maybe it's because i'm pretty much a person who prefers to be staying home rather than hitting the town and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sub-consciouly i'm also trying to minimize my chances of spending unwanted money to clear those much accumlulated debts. Come end of November, I'll be happily striking off 1 of the creditor on the list. That's just 4 more payments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wcg's coming, I'm so gonna chicken out! The one and only competition I'd be taking part in and it's not a woman's category. =( just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 1st day of Hungry Ghost Festival. it's creepy just thinking of it. I AM SCARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about already and i shall make a mountain out of a mole hill by continuing...&lt;br /&gt;would your like to know why i'm here? because i skipped school today. but still going to the much-hated-yet-okay autocadd lesson at SP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched red cliff few days ago too. it was really ok, maybe for the fact that there's a sequel to it. meaning it ended half-way. i wonder when would part 2 be out. hopefully soon enough without me forgetting what was showed at part 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be National Day soon. It's a saturday. Wondering if we're all going to ice skate? SQU first year anniversary coming up soon too. time flies. Frankly speaking i'm quite proud myself. Why? Because' i manage to be committed in a team for a year. Normally I'm just like not responsible, give up 1/2 way, not really committed etc. But this time, &lt;strong&gt;1 year&lt;/strong&gt;. For me it's something great la. Dont compare please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was thinking, maybe I should go be a planner or something. I always like to stick to schedule and plan almost everything ahead. I mean like, it's something I like to do I guess? Maybe there's the language barrier there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings i need to get.&lt;br /&gt;a jacket&lt;br /&gt;a shorts&lt;br /&gt;a cap&lt;br /&gt;cosmetics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, AND I SHALL END HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : nonsensical &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-5132712754926717205?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/5132712754926717205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=5132712754926717205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5132712754926717205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5132712754926717205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-random-post-because-i-realise-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2678615390445009354</id><published>2008-07-18T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:32:43.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another Friday night passing. today is one of the suayest day i had since 2008 i guess. or maybe not. but i can't remember anything unlucky happening to me, so today it shall be! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended 1 hour earlier, with some stupid fire drill practice. took 31 to Tanah Merah and just as i was going down the steps of the bus, i almost trip and fall flat into my face. but i DIDN'T. i escape with some stupid minor leg injury. the leg is still hurting now la, though it only hurts much when I'm walking down the steps or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cad lesson today was alright. but still rather blur about what's going on. had chicken rice. and I'm craving for a bit of durian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sleepy, i guess.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2678615390445009354?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2678615390445009354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2678615390445009354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2678615390445009354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2678615390445009354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-friday-night-passing.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2687135696490938054</id><published>2008-07-16T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:57:27.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training on saturday with the usual members. had yoshinoya at p.s before we went to hunt for mark's gift. shared the gift among neo, sk, kz, nicole, me, yoko, yk's bf silvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a very long team-talk among 4 of us. Nicole, Ber, yk &amp; me. took pictures too. along the swimming pool. haha. we kissed Nicole! and finally we're taller than yk, in the photo that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some really big thing occurred. sigh. changes something? no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still couldn't put my heart down to quit the team. i guess I'm stuck with them forever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;school's work is piling up. and i'm getting more depress ever at the mention of Aug 7.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; Current mood : Bad.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2687135696490938054?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2687135696490938054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2687135696490938054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2687135696490938054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2687135696490938054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/07/training-on-saturday-with-usual-members_16.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-5438319341533208972</id><published>2008-07-13T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:37:39.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handwriting Personality Quiz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to be surrounded by four solid walls.&lt;br /&gt;You are a person who thinks before acting, intelligent and thorough.&lt;br /&gt;You are affectionate, passionate, expressive, and future-oriented.&lt;br /&gt;You are not very reserved, impatient, self-confident and fond of action.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : sigh. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-5438319341533208972?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/5438319341533208972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=5438319341533208972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5438319341533208972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5438319341533208972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/07/handwriting-personality-quiz-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-158114346891349761</id><published>2008-07-09T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:19:49.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the third day since school started... everything's so messy. project and assignments in just 3 days. test on friday. i overslept today. sigh, i keep on lazing on my bed, serves me right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, todays a really long day from 9am-5pm. and i guess i'm getting easily annoyed cause' i'm so tired. i knew i'd flare up for whatever reasons. sigh. bad mood. tiredness all the cause of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm getting paranoid. i kept thinking of the grades i'm gonna get if i dont buck up. luck helps me to pull through every small little obstacle, i dont think it'd do the same again forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, and so emo about everything......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : tired. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-158114346891349761?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/158114346891349761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=158114346891349761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/158114346891349761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/158114346891349761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/07/third-day-since-school-started.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-9004181636412949534</id><published>2008-07-06T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T01:57:08.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i kept having hiccups on and off. it's so a n n o y i n g ! : - ( &lt;br /&gt;anyway, the plans went well today 'cept for the crash part. when i got home, it's only like 10pm or so. AND, 10 is a tad too early for me to get in bed, so i was surfing the net and watching videos from 10+ till now, which is like 1:48am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie hancock wasn't really as nice as i expected it to be, just average.&lt;br /&gt;and we went swimming(playing water) at jurong west. like so interesting. : - ) . though the plan was to really s w i m . but i've forgotten how to! : - ( &lt;br /&gt;that's so annoying la. and my hair is really dry after that. my hand smells of chlorine and so sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sleep soon. working tomorrow since i kept slacking through the whole holidays. and the best part? school is on monday 8am. shitty. &lt;br /&gt;: - ( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s w i m m i n g i s a w h o l e l o t m o r e f u n . : - ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood :  ^^ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-9004181636412949534?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/9004181636412949534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=9004181636412949534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/9004181636412949534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/9004181636412949534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-kept-having-hiccups-on-and-off.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-6429359906648897912</id><published>2008-07-05T03:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T04:00:14.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow would be a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm saying bye to my&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; b&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;phone&lt;/span&gt;. : - (&lt;br /&gt;here's the plan ,&lt;br /&gt;i would wake up at 9 o'clock sharp in the morning, brush/wash up etc , pack my bag and head down to town to get my phone repaired. then i would take a walk to the heart of town.&lt;br /&gt;might be going for some leisure activity ! : - ) would be tiring though. and to end it off, would be heading home and crash out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, class schedule is out.&lt;br /&gt;monday 8am - 4pm&lt;br /&gt;tuesday 8am - 3:30pm&lt;br /&gt;wednesday 9am - 5pm&lt;br /&gt;thursday 1pm - 5pm&lt;br /&gt;friday 8am - 12 pm&lt;br /&gt;addition 3pm - 5pm (ending in like few more weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s i g h . s c h o o l ' s b a c k a g a i n .&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : sleepy &amp;amp; hyped up (contradicting. h a h a ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/s: i'm in da mood to type l i k e t h i s. i t ' s s o c o o l r i g h t. i k n o w. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emoicon of the entire life : happy : - ) sad : - ( angry &gt;:-( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;word of the day : annoying. (it's inside my head so long) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;song of the week : 会呼吸的痛 it's so touching : - ( makes me wanna cry &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;在东京铁塔　第一次眺望&lt;br /&gt;看灯火模仿　坠落的星光&lt;br /&gt;我终於到达　但却更悲伤&lt;br /&gt;一个人完成　我们的梦想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你总说　时间还很多&lt;br /&gt;你可以等我&lt;br /&gt;以前我不懂得&lt;br /&gt;未必明天　就有以后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;它活在我身上所有角落&lt;br /&gt;哼你爱的歌会痛&lt;br /&gt;看你的信会痛　连沉默也痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;它流在血液中来回滚动&lt;br /&gt;后悔不贴心会痛&lt;br /&gt;恨不懂你会痛&lt;br /&gt;想见不能见最痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梁静茹 - 会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没看你脸上　张扬过哀伤&lt;br /&gt;那是种多么　寂寞的倔强&lt;br /&gt;你拆了城墙　让我去流浪&lt;br /&gt;在原地等我　把自己捆绑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你没说　你也会软弱&lt;br /&gt;需要依赖我&lt;br /&gt;我就装不晓得&lt;br /&gt;自由移动　自我地过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;它活在我身上所有角落&lt;br /&gt;哼你爱的歌会痛&lt;br /&gt;看你的信会痛　连沉默也痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;它流在血液中来回滚动&lt;br /&gt;后悔不贴心会痛&lt;br /&gt;恨不懂你会痛&lt;br /&gt;想见不能见最痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我发誓不再说谎了&lt;br /&gt;多爱你就会抱你多紧的&lt;br /&gt;我的微笑都假了&lt;br /&gt;灵魂像飘浮着　你在就好了&lt;br /&gt;我发誓不让你等候&lt;br /&gt;陪你做想做的无论什么&lt;br /&gt;我越来越像贝壳&lt;br /&gt;怕心被人触碰　你回来那就好了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能重来那就好了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treasure your loves one before it's too late. show them your love, care and concern. shower them with your affections , kisses &amp;amp; hugs. it's never too much and never too late. don't regret anything in live. live this life once, and give it your best shot. : - )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-6429359906648897912?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/6429359906648897912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=6429359906648897912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6429359906648897912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6429359906648897912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrow-would-be-b-u-s-y-day.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4158592481275965321</id><published>2008-07-02T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:13:18.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>会呼吸的痛</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SGst0iw2veI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/rxMglFuxqrU/s1600-h/SP_A0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218314973947018722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SGst0iw2veI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/rxMglFuxqrU/s400/SP_A0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bluey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4158592481275965321?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4158592481275965321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4158592481275965321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4158592481275965321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4158592481275965321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='会呼吸的痛'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SGst0iw2veI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/rxMglFuxqrU/s72-c/SP_A0334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-7641437746273714053</id><published>2008-06-30T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:19:17.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, i think that people really treat me as if i'm stupid or dumb. is it because they're too laidback to care? or am i too serious about everything that's on my hand? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time management. too much commitments. but isn't people suppose to be responsible enough to be able to plan things ahead so as to make things simpler? &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : .... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-7641437746273714053?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/7641437746273714053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=7641437746273714053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7641437746273714053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/7641437746273714053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-i-think-that-people-really.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-4676540615403387309</id><published>2008-06-26T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:25:58.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just woke up, after having another nightmare... it's the 3rd time this week... what's happening? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are out and they're now the least of my worries. so why am i still having nightmares? i dont get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : bizzare. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-4676540615403387309?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/4676540615403387309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=4676540615403387309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4676540615403387309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/4676540615403387309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-woke-up-after-having-another.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-884244926769381882</id><published>2008-06-25T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:08:09.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nigggggggggght mares.</title><content type='html'>i had 2 nightmares this week, is it a bad omen? friends came to tell me that their grades dropped, but i'm still loading the website and it doesn't seems to be loading well. waiting for damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : scared.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-884244926769381882?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/884244926769381882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=884244926769381882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/884244926769381882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/884244926769381882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/nigggggggggght-mares.html' title='nigggggggggght mares.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8827866065111525156</id><published>2008-06-25T03:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T03:23:56.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been using com since like 3pm? and till now? like 3am? oh my gosh. so long. 12hours! sort of finished watching Absolute Boyfriend, the japan drama series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backaching alot. most probably caused by sitting too long on the chair. damn tired too, though woke up at like 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh, so many people having exams. life's so bored lar! waiting for prison break series. also wanting to watch Wanted &amp;amp; Hancock. oh, and my results is gonna release soon.... BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIC!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : ache. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8827866065111525156?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8827866065111525156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8827866065111525156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8827866065111525156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8827866065111525156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-been-using-com-since-like-3pm-and.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-6050535296529996903</id><published>2008-06-23T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:21:19.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. its sunday again... &lt;br /&gt;i woken at 4pm though i slept at like 11pm the previous day. damn tired. all thanks to the pitiful 2 hours of sleep i had. this saturday is no different from any others. just lunch, training, dinner, chat and home. kinda routine like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday too, just like the norm. wake up, lunch, work. but there's a difference tonight. went mustafa! cause' the washing machine broke down. bought a samsung washing machine and persuaded mom to get a microwave oven. yeah. nothing else fun to blog or chat about. 1 more week to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : broke$ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-6050535296529996903?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/6050535296529996903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=6050535296529996903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6050535296529996903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/6050535296529996903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1477295751413845403</id><published>2008-06-21T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:13:19.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. friday night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to those having exams this coming week. hope your pass with flying &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the movie 'get smart' on wednesday night. quite entertaining. recently kind of addicted to green tea. especially heaven &amp;amp; earth's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner @ sakura international buffet yesterday. damn full. after which we decided to go cineleisure to watch 'dont mess with zohan' but the earliest time that have good seats was at 2350. so we went home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it's so bored. getting back my results next week. i think i'd get that score, but it's better not to be over-confidence. all the best to me, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxOfKPwcI/AAAAAAAAAao/LN0WSMaEojU/s1600-h/SP_A0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214026224796418498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxOfKPwcI/AAAAAAAAAao/LN0WSMaEojU/s400/SP_A0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxOymf4yI/AAAAAAAAAaw/twMEG7sG-Z8/s1600-h/SP_A0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214026230015189794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxOymf4yI/AAAAAAAAAaw/twMEG7sG-Z8/s400/SP_A0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxPKurqSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/hBjMSVO9nAE/s1600-h/SP_A0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214026236491966754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxPKurqSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/hBjMSVO9nAE/s400/SP_A0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxPfOS9bI/AAAAAAAAAbA/zjjAJgrRPgQ/s1600-h/SP_A0322+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214026241993274802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxPfOS9bI/AAAAAAAAAbA/zjjAJgrRPgQ/s400/SP_A0322+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : emo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1477295751413845403?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1477295751413845403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1477295751413845403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1477295751413845403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1477295751413845403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SFvxOfKPwcI/AAAAAAAAAao/LN0WSMaEojU/s72-c/SP_A0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1026323726764546918</id><published>2008-06-18T07:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:24:25.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzie</title><content type='html'>adapted from lt's blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 7.17am&lt;br /&gt;Name: wen&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: 1&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: 2&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 36/37&lt;br /&gt;Height: av.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: Cantonment Close/Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drinks:  kfc ice tea/peppermint green tea&lt;br /&gt;Favorite breakfast: anything nice &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: nope&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: yeap. &lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: messy,dark&lt;br /&gt;Whats right beside you: fan &amp; dining table&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: duck rice&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: no.&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: no.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: not sure, the thought of it seems nice with the scenery, but practical wise...hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with: forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: yoko?&lt;br /&gt;You last yell at: he should know...&lt;br /&gt;Today did you talk to someone you like: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone: No&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: seldom. &lt;br /&gt;Eat: always. &lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: in love. &lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: no.&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: dirt&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: secret.&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 8:04am&lt;br /&gt;Randoms :&lt;br /&gt;Q:Is there a person who is on your mind right now: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any siblings: yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you want children: maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often: nope&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like your handwriting: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are your toenails painted: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whos bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing: black&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 7pm yesterday: using computer.&lt;br /&gt;Q: I cant wait till: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Q: When did you last cry: forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person: not really&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets: nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on? No.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now? playing games.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window? maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth? maybe..&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving? not really.&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father? mother.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of? not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy? No.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;How often do you go to church? Never.&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, where are you most likely to go to? dreamland&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time? not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : x| &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1026323726764546918?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1026323726764546918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1026323726764546918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1026323726764546918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1026323726764546918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/quizzie.html' title='quizzie'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-204168528684145434</id><published>2008-06-16T07:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:06:05.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to stop waking up after only several hours of sleep. boring days. boring days. &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : =( &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-204168528684145434?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/204168528684145434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=204168528684145434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/204168528684145434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/204168528684145434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-to-stop-waking-up-after-only.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8201703164942468933</id><published>2008-06-13T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T20:17:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i feel lonely.. when i am couped up at home for a long time, using my computer whole day. sometimes i feel lonely, when nobody is at my side . sometimes i feel lonely, i feel disconnected with the world, with everybody. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel lonely, and i feel like crying. sometimes i feel lonely, and i feel like going out. sometimes i feel lonely, and i will sleep whole day. sometimes i feel lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : lonely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8201703164942468933?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8201703164942468933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8201703164942468933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8201703164942468933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8201703164942468933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2267950618486764955</id><published>2008-06-08T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T05:09:27.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, today is a tiring/boring day. i woke up in the morning at like 8:45 with gjw as i'm needed by my mum to help out at the stall. annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnndddd..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we worked for like se7en hours which was tiring as hell. and we had much random food while working. gotten home at 5 plus , bathed, tv-ed awhile and we both went to take a late afternoon nap till like 8/9 ? somewhere around there. playing computer games from 10pm-4am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is boring. and my computer is finally okaaaaay. happy, but am too tired to express my happiness of the revival of the desktop. tata, nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: ive 3 more weeks to slack around. i'd just sleep for 21days, which is equivalent to like 504hours. ok, i shall start counting down my first 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : k.o &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2267950618486764955?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2267950618486764955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2267950618486764955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2267950618486764955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2267950618486764955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-today-is-tiringboring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8855750849934694011</id><published>2008-06-03T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:25:21.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi blog. &lt;br /&gt;i just gotten my computer parts yesterday @ 514 sgd. broke! after installing everything still couldn't get my games to work, not sure whether it is my graphic card problem. hope it is, so i wont waste money getting a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored day. studying tmr with jr and lt again. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sad &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8855750849934694011?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8855750849934694011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8855750849934694011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8855750849934694011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8855750849934694011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8436808270953382452</id><published>2008-05-30T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:48:14.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO blog.  had lunch at sp with jw. and then lesson till 620pm. always like that draggy. the only good thing to rejoice for the day is that i doesn't have to be back at sp during the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my mood wasn't all that fantastic. because i felt damn lonely and bored. all because of my pc, all because of having no money. DAMN. 2 more weeks! and 6 more days, to you-know-what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : starry.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8436808270953382452?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8436808270953382452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8436808270953382452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8436808270953382452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8436808270953382452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1584075413853543689</id><published>2008-05-30T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T03:39:24.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi bloggie, am real tired after a long day. i woke up at 7 in the morning and had test at 9 in the morning. luckily its open book. if not i think i'd be crying now. &lt;br /&gt;modifications done, but as it is my first attempt, things were a bit out of shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with LT at suntec gloria jeans, JR was there too. chatted some random stuffs and all. choc mocha was nice. the environment there was also very conducive for studying. be it alone or with friends. had some sushi from carrefour, not very fresh, but hell, hungry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ending of my entry as it is already 3.36am. tata. &lt;br /&gt;and finally my phone. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/84/20/34790248/1_536501970l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/84/20/34790248/1_536501970l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/84/20/34790248/1_332498063l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/84/20/34790248/1_332498063l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sleepy zzz &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1584075413853543689?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1584075413853543689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1584075413853543689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1584075413853543689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1584075413853543689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-bloggie-am-real-tired-after-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8300344855435760130</id><published>2008-05-29T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:41:43.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi blog, today is a boring day as always. lesson ended at 10 in the morning, i had breakfast with my classmates and then i headed off to get some "crystals" for modifying my phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 half done as i didn't have sufficient crystals, getting it tomorrow as the shop was already close when i went there for a 2nd time in the night. it's quite okay i guess. the looks and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, having a test tomorrow and viola, end of school term.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: crystals are exp!&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: im proud of my work though it doesn't looks quite really that nice and perfect. but who cares.  &lt;br /&gt;ppp/s: i wanna adopt a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; Christian name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overandout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : BOINGS. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8300344855435760130?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8300344855435760130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8300344855435760130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8300344855435760130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8300344855435760130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-blog-today-is-boring-day-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3939693462141796719</id><published>2008-05-26T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:25:17.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi blog. i'm here again. nothing interesting in my life recently, just kinda bored....AND sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday blues. sigh. life is just so predictable for me. holidays holidays. WORK = MONEY. GSS sales. BAH...&lt;br /&gt;lack of entertainment by my pc is making me crazy. let's see... 10 more days and i didn't really done any revision for the upcoming exams. say PRODUCTIVITY rate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months to december, to the christmas, to the end of 2008. time flies. no. it teleports. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of randomness on a random time at 3am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore things to entertain you readers, if any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquarius - Your Love Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/aquarius-love.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a ton of friends, so you have no problem meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're great at thinking up new things and activities to do with your sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to let the little things slide in relationships... and focus on the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, it tends to be your way or the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never open up completely to someone - you have to keep parts of yourself secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're cold and reserved, which leaves your partner feeling unloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flexible, because you're not going to be the one to compromise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is smart and quirky with lots of weird interests... including you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true individualist who doesn't care what anyone thinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stimulating. You prefer dates that explore a shared interest - like a lecture, muesum tour, or concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wacky. Your wild ideas have your lover wondering what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insatiable - it takes a lot to satisfy your desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varied. You're eager to try things as soon as you learn about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring a little responsibility to your relationship - like showing up for dates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compromise a little. It would kill you to do things your lover's way for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware of your partner's jealousy. Even though you aren't jealous, realize your partner is sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Sky blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Profile?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3939693462141796719?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3939693462141796719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3939693462141796719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3939693462141796719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3939693462141796719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8549491428090612446</id><published>2008-05-24T05:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T05:21:10.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday da 23rd of may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overslept and skipped a lesson. headed to sp without any notes/thumbdrive/bag/misc things. met lt at 630 which i was late for a while. like 30 minutes, and it wasnt my fault! but she didn't blame me anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a jacket,GSS SALES! training later on. 5am now. 5 more hours to sleep. gotten back my good'o samsung u600. atom life is wayyyyy to buggy and the battery life to too short. if it isn't that buggy i'd definitely continue using it till it dies on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a bag , more clothes, a desktop . it fair on june 12 , gonna go there and see what's good to get. if not, would just get the pc parts from simlim sq. im so geeky. holidays coming soon. less than 2 weeks to exam, dead as hell worried. maths test too. not that good on that subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food expo tomorrow if possible. i guess i'd just take a step at a time. MONDAY!  Tuesday/wed/thurs/friday C and IE test . GAWWWWD. 5JUNE IS THE FINAL JUDGEMENT DAY. MAY THE FORCE BE WITH ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out. sleep. (i miss mahjoning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8549491428090612446?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8549491428090612446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8549491428090612446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8549491428090612446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8549491428090612446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-da-23rd-of-may.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1220936334311410346</id><published>2008-05-24T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T03:35:47.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adapted from adaptions of the adaptionist.</title><content type='html'>I came across an interesting post in lt's blog which she adapte from jy's blog and i thought of posting it here TOO so that i can remember it always.&lt;br /&gt;I shall highlight &amp;amp; color my own horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星座之最&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最完美的組合 天秤+獅子、金牛+巨蟹、雙子+&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最帥的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; i'm handsome i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最美的星座 天蠍  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最好看的星座 天秤.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.雙子 --&gt; nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最可愛的星座 雙魚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最活潑的星座 牡羊.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.射手 --&gt; true to certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最專一的星座 金牛.天蠍.巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最花心的星座 雙子.射手.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最穩重的星座 魔羯.金牛.天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最浪漫的星座 雙魚.天秤.雙子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最木訥的星座 魔羯.金牛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最雞婆的星座 處女.巨蟹.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最懶惰的星座 天秤.金牛.巨蟹.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;水瓶&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最博愛的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.天秤.金牛.處女.獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最節檢的星座 魔羯.金牛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛潔的星座 處女.天秤.魔羯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最溫柔的星座 巨蟹.雙魚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最罷道的星座 獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛美的星座 天秤.雙魚.金牛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最幽默的星座 雙子.天秤.牡羊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最負責的星座 處女.魔羯.天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛吃的星座 金牛.天秤.巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛玩的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;牡羊.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最老實的星座 金牛.魔羯.巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最大方的星座 獅子.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.雙子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最自大的星座 獅子.牡羊.天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最好色的星座 雙魚.天蠍.獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最富有的星座 魔羯.天秤.天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳丈夫的星座 金牛&lt;br /&gt;最佳太太的星座 金牛&lt;br /&gt;最佳夫妻的星座 獅子&lt;br /&gt;最佳母親的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最佳親人的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;最佳褓母的星座 雙魚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳廚師的星座 金牛、天秤&lt;br /&gt;最佳殺手的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最佳法官的星座 天秤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最沒主見的星座 巨蟹.雙魚&lt;br /&gt;最有思想的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.牡羊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛面子的星座 獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會使壞的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會摸魚的星座 天秤.雙子.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛耍帥的星座 射手.牡羊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會有仇必報的星座 天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不修邊幅的星座 牡羊.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 最佳生意人的星座 魔羯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳運動員的星座 射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 最佳科學家的星座&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳推銷員的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不知變通的星座 金牛.魔羯.天蠍.處女　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳清潔員的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;最愛亂買東西的星座 雙魚.雙子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛做老大的星座 牡羊.獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 最會見風轉舵的星座 雙子.天秤.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛貪小便宜的星座 射手.巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 最適合當上班族的星座 金牛.魔羯.處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛取笑別人的星座 處女.牡羊&lt;br /&gt;最容易發生師生戀的星座 雙魚.魔羯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最適合獨自創業的星座 天蠍.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.獅子&lt;br /&gt;最會理財的星座 金牛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最難從失戀中恢復的星座 魔羯.金牛.天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 最愛亂發脾氣的星座 射手.牡羊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;玩起來最CARZY的星座 牡羊.雙子.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最大而化之的星座 牡羊O.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最多女強人的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;最少女強人的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會討價還價 的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;最不肯吃虧的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會逗人開心的星座 天秤&lt;br /&gt; 最輸不起的星座 天秤.獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會投機取巧的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;最不會投機取巧的星座 魔羯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最感性的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最性感的星座 天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最有肚量的星座 射手&lt;br /&gt;最沒有肚量的星 魔羯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最理性的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最有正義感的星座 牡羊.獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會討人歡心的星座 雙魚&lt;br /&gt;最不會討人歡心的星座 獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最知性的星座 處女.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最有異性緣的星座 金牛B.天秤O.天蠍O.處女AB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最有同情心的星座 雙魚.巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最沒有同情心的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最有理智的星座 魔羯.處女&lt;br /&gt;最可能晚婚的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最容易被騙的星座 雙魚&lt;br /&gt;最不容易被騙的星座 天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離婚率最高的星座 雙子.處女&lt;br /&gt;最痴情的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最吹毛求庇的星座 處女AB&lt;br /&gt;最有求知慾的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛往外跑的星座 射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最神秘的星座 天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最愛在家裡的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不相信人性的星座 天蠍 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最沒原則的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;最拘謹的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最主觀的星座 獅子&lt;br /&gt;最客觀的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不會計較的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最難理解星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  --&gt; TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會計較的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最喜歡刺激的星座 射手.牡羊.雙子O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最沒有秘密的星座 獅子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 最愛好和平的星座 金牛.巨蟹.射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最易被理解的星座 獅子.牡羊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 最容易羞澀的星座 金牛A.巨蟹.天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最喜歡獨處的星座 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最遲鈍的星座 金牛A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直覺最準的星座 雙魚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;反應最快的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生氣時最可怕的星座 天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最優柔寡斷的星座 天秤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不－＋重視紀律的星座 射手.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;水瓶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最體貼的星座 巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最不體貼的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最重視考視的星座 魔羯.處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最翻臉最徹底的星座 天蠍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最想出頭天的星座 魔羯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最勢利眼的星座 處女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最會攀關係的星座 雙子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不勢頭眼的星座 雙魚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不會內疚的星座 天秤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最衝動的星座 牡羊O.牡羊A.獅子O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1220936334311410346?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1220936334311410346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1220936334311410346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1220936334311410346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1220936334311410346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/adapted-from-adaptions-of-adaptionist.html' title='adapted from adaptions of the adaptionist.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8660379689161629484</id><published>2008-05-20T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:25:04.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>close to a week since my pc died. today is a tuesday, weather unknown as i'm cooped up at home rotting, stoning, decomposing etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noon time, with nothing to do at all. so bored! emolastingerly!!!! some random made-up word. bored bored bored! wed , thurs, friday. 1 week and 3 more days to the june holidays. sigh . i'm so deprive of everything. &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8660379689161629484?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8660379689161629484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8660379689161629484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8660379689161629484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8660379689161629484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/close-to-week-since-my-pc-died.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-5869629051083694756</id><published>2008-05-16T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:24:39.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>Still in a rather depress mood. =( Sigh. Am really contradicting myself. On one hand,  I can't wait to get my com fix, on another hand, I feel that without it is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta feel like l have just gained more time. Have more time to plan stuffs, earlier night, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I feel disconnected from the world, from friends...emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.days till school starts, what a long weekend ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to complete my 2008 resolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted from &lt;a href='http://sampath.wordpress.com/moblog'&gt;moBlog&lt;/a&gt; – mobile blogging tool for Windows Mobile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-5869629051083694756?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/5869629051083694756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=5869629051083694756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5869629051083694756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5869629051083694756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3544313829101382957</id><published>2008-05-15T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T10:27:41.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really depress. my desktop is down. =( no more gaming, no more surfing / chatting on my desktop 24/7. no entertainment for me. no everything. seems so bleak. sigh. phase test. tata &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sad &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3544313829101382957?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3544313829101382957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3544313829101382957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3544313829101382957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3544313829101382957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/really-depress.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-736678440276232283</id><published>2008-05-12T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T03:28:13.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how does it feel, when you met someone whom used to be part of your life? does the feeling remains the same as it used to be? how would it be, when a nod is all you'd receive, a hi-bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : zZz &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-736678440276232283?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/736678440276232283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=736678440276232283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/736678440276232283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/736678440276232283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-does-it-feel-when-you-met-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1586360274891902476</id><published>2008-05-07T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:50:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>girls team . miscommunication, blur, messy. talk soon on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;yoko birthday coming. &lt;br /&gt;tests, assignments all crammed into the last month, which is may. &lt;br /&gt;next week gonna get owned. 2 pratical tests on 15th. javascript test on 16th, mct test on 20th.&lt;br /&gt;maths test 26th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam on 5th of june. bless me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want our team to get better and adopt the right attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : =(  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1586360274891902476?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1586360274891902476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1586360274891902476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1586360274891902476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1586360274891902476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/girls-team.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8004140112747907544</id><published>2008-05-02T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T06:53:52.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ironman is great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sickly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8004140112747907544?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8004140112747907544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8004140112747907544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8004140112747907544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8004140112747907544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/05/ironman-is-great-current-mood-sickly.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2596060428144612341</id><published>2008-04-29T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:39:01.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teee eye are yi dee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super tired! think of trading my phone away... =(&lt;br /&gt;no more vietnam trip. labour day on thursday. exams nearing. sigh. i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you being around me, but you always see so unbothered by everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : tired zZz &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2596060428144612341?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2596060428144612341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2596060428144612341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2596060428144612341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2596060428144612341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/teee-eye-are-yi-dee.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-5126304371315054366</id><published>2008-04-25T23:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:50:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when something isn't what it used to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's different. different from how it used to be. changes, yet again. i just feel that the love isn't really there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i right to say that our love is decreasing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : confuse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-5126304371315054366?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/5126304371315054366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=5126304371315054366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5126304371315054366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5126304371315054366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-something-isnt-what-it-used-to-be.html' title='when something isn&apos;t what it used to be.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-5609651435268976437</id><published>2008-04-24T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:18:43.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;what would you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;when you realise that nothing lasts forever. when it's too late for everything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : a little of everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-5609651435268976437?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/5609651435268976437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=5609651435268976437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5609651435268976437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/5609651435268976437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-school.html' title='after school'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1186899789569248143</id><published>2008-04-23T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:49:56.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formula</title><content type='html'>speed equals to distance over time. distance is constant, while the time is ticking. gradually the speed slows down and comes to a  halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : blahry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1186899789569248143?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1186899789569248143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1186899789569248143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1186899789569248143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1186899789569248143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/formula.html' title='formula'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1887447998109764196</id><published>2008-04-22T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:46:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy  busy</title><content type='html'>2nd week since school term started and i feel like i'm having a hard time coping with everything. My mind is empty, nothing goes in. Busy month ahead, projects, assignments, tests etc. To be exact, 2 more weeks. June is so much better. There's still 7 more weeks for all this shit to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;real busy&lt;/strong&gt;. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping at 10pm daily doesn't helps much, but at least it allows me to get up in morning without feeling too tired or lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current mood : busy.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1887447998109764196?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1887447998109764196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1887447998109764196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1887447998109764196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1887447998109764196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-busy.html' title='busy  busy'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2084878306600517996</id><published>2008-04-21T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:39:18.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goal and gold.</title><content type='html'>school as usual. didn't attend the lesson at 8am cause' my head hurts a bit. test today, crosses my fingers. feeling rather tired. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't people just look at their mistake(s), instead, they blame it on their luck?&lt;br /&gt;why can't people just work harder, instead, they grumbled about it, yet never put in any effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't take things for granted, what you reap is what you sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i just realise the connection between &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the 2 words rhymes. SO, what's the ultimate goal of mine? To earn money .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goal = money&lt;br /&gt;money = gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOAL = GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : crappy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2084878306600517996?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2084878306600517996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2084878306600517996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2084878306600517996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2084878306600517996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/goal-and-gold.html' title='goal and gold.'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-1926577061059914536</id><published>2008-04-20T06:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:13:21.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just gotten back home from a busy saturday night. zz &amp;amp; I had sushi dinner at iras buidling while von had hers at united square. had some ice-cream before heading off to &lt;a href="http://sg.settlerscafe.com/"&gt;Settlers Cafe &lt;/a&gt;. Met up with Tizo a while after 11:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191378606549994178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAt7Vmn5isI/AAAAAAAAAVA/muHcgJ6i_AY/s400/SP_A0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191378610844961490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAt7V2n5itI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LtbaTK5ijRs/s400/SP_A0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191378610844961506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAt7V2n5iuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/f6U13UwV98Q/s400/ice-cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191378615139928818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAt7WGn5ivI/AAAAAAAAAVY/eDUSZirD4NU/s400/utter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191378619434896130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAt7WWn5iwI/AAAAAAAAAVg/8GLYpvPSyPM/s400/1_127664758l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;D 24 &amp;amp; Chocolate Marshmallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Queen of Halli Galli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191379963759659794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAt8kmn5ixI/AAAAAAAAAVo/FrMcwpST9O0/s400/halli+galli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( test on monday. project dued 1st week of May. more tests coming up soon..&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current mood : stressed &amp;amp; sleepy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-1926577061059914536?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/1926577061059914536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=1926577061059914536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1926577061059914536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/1926577061059914536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday-night-out.html' title='saturday night out'/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAt7Vmn5isI/AAAAAAAAAVA/muHcgJ6i_AY/s72-c/SP_A0258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3909724349939450304</id><published>2008-04-18T06:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:01:45.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF! NOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's friday morning and it's raining. i contemplated with the idea of skipping todays classes, giving myself 1295473902312 reasons why it's acceptable, and i gave up after trying for 10minutes or so. It's too dumb, considering the face that i'm putting too much stuffs at jeopardy(chances of getting awards, trips, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! lessons, breakfast, sleep, long trip =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : BLANK.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3909724349939450304?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3909724349939450304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3909724349939450304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3909724349939450304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3909724349939450304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/tgif-not.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-13735202114214281</id><published>2008-04-17T06:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T06:37:38.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sigh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-13735202114214281?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/13735202114214281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=13735202114214281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/13735202114214281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/13735202114214281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-depress.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-2394626356744182635</id><published>2008-04-16T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:13:21.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to insufficient hours of sleep, i missed my lessons, yet again. and im hungry and bored and bored and bored ..... life is a waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAW3c291xII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Qf-pTqjPKsk/s1600-h/070621_01.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAW3c291xII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Qf-pTqjPKsk/s400/070621_01.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload"&gt;cuteoverload&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood :  bored&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-2394626356744182635?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/2394626356744182635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=2394626356744182635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2394626356744182635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/2394626356744182635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/due-to-insufficient-hours-of-sleep-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n4fY-753pI/SAW3c291xII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Qf-pTqjPKsk/s72-c/070621_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-8119135101282833233</id><published>2008-04-15T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:07:13.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MORNING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had like what, 10 hours of sleep which is more than eonough! It seems like going to bed early really does wonders. Had breakfast and gonna be on my way to school in awhile more.  BYE! &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : Energized &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-8119135101282833233?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/8119135101282833233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=8119135101282833233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8119135101282833233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/8119135101282833233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/morning-i-just-had-like-what-10-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253355377302138515.post-3499066104371940509</id><published>2008-04-14T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:02:21.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to square 1 of blogging. &lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt; Current mood : sleepy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253355377302138515-3499066104371940509?l=elinque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/feeds/3499066104371940509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253355377302138515&amp;postID=3499066104371940509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3499066104371940509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253355377302138515/posts/default/3499066104371940509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinque.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-square-1-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
