<?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-16407177</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:17:08.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><subtitle type='html'>Why are you still here?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113777654406773612</id><published>2006-01-21T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T01:02:24.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://MADISONWORDS.BLOGSOME.COM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HTTP://MADISONWORDS.BLOGSOME.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls relink me. thanks(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113777654406773612?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113777654406773612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113777654406773612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113777654406773612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113777654406773612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2006/01/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113674018181149430</id><published>2006-01-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T14:32:03.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Post Is... Vuglar, Like Me</title><content type='html'>[removed. i have posted on another blog of which i will change]&lt;br /&gt;##&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on a lighter note i came across this site &lt;a href="http://museum-of-twits.blogspot.com"&gt;http://museum-of-twits.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; aka MOT. it's quite funny. and i spotted something that cracked me up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/400/na.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case if you cant see it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Contradiction. Twits are always contradicting with their own words and actions.From Ms Anonymous "euie tink i gif a darm to wad euie all toking abt? stp ur nonsence!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the most bimbotic shit ever. judging from the way she types, she must be a bimbo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113674018181149430?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113674018181149430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113674018181149430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113674018181149430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113674018181149430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-post-is-vuglar-like-me.html' title='This Post Is... Vuglar, Like Me'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113654629223405554</id><published>2006-01-06T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T19:18:12.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is A Fine Line Between Hate &amp; &lt;3</title><content type='html'>i have never met some one whom i hate the first time we met. not until that girl came along.  she is from my work place. i cant believe how she can &lt;em&gt;yayapapaya&lt;/em&gt; me when she is a newer staff there than me. yea, she suck up to the seniors there like those juniors in sch. thinking that she is so &lt;em&gt;dai sai&lt;/em&gt;, she tried to boss me around. yea fucked that. you even forget to set several soda spoons so many times and yet you dare to boss me arouund. opps! i forgot, because you suck up to the seniors and thinking that because you know them more than i do, you can boss me around. blah... it's so whatever. another thing is i dont get why do you have to show off your friends visiting you at the workplace and such. it's quite a common thing for people at our age to do such thing, dont you think so? yea, so blah again. another thing, you are so rude to people who are harmless and that is fucked up. why dont you pick someone of your own ''size'' and be rude to them. i bet ya will get beaten up. really. oh and another thing (again again) YOU ARE A FAILURE BUNG. you dont even look like a bung and yet you will so hard to one. please spare me the ''pretty girl there'' and ''chio bu''.  those girls you looked at WOULDNT give a shit to you. cos you dont even look like half a bung. seriously, ask the strangers around you, do you really look like a bung? NAH... so conclusion, FAILURE BUNG. so stop TRYING and start CHANGING. *rolls eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113654629223405554?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113654629223405554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113654629223405554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113654629223405554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113654629223405554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2006/01/there-is-fine-line-between-hate-3.html' title='There Is A Fine Line Between Hate &amp; &lt;3'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113622143324604380</id><published>2006-01-02T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T01:03:56.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2006...?</title><content type='html'>Belated New Year greeting to all out there. Actually, i dont sound really excited, do i? nah... seriously i am not excited about the new year. i woke up on 1 jan 2006 feeling like i am still in 2005. nothing much has changed, i am not going back to school, i am not carrying new bag, having new textbooks, a new classroom. or whatever, cos i am not going for 3mnth course. those who are going, def feel like it is a new year, but for me, maybe on that certain date when we have to collect our O' levels results, then will i realised- &lt;em&gt;''It's 2006! wow! Happy New Year!''&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*shakes everybody hands and let off my own forumlated fireworks which burns down the whole sch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those out there who received my new year greetings, it's actually really... something i did it out of the sake of trend. hmmm... you see, everybody is sending&lt;em&gt; "HAPPY NEW YEAR!''&lt;/em&gt; to everyone they know. so i if i dont send the greetings, i will feel ''outdated''. RIGHT... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so on 31 dec 2005, after i knocked off i went straight for esplanade, thinking i could get through the crowd. haha! i was supposed to join my class girls for countdown, but since it was the case that i couldnt reach them physically and by voice, i decided to leave the chaotic scene filled with immature kids emptying their foam can on each other. and also i was prepare to cuss at them it they ever ever spray those shit at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of cussing, i sweared at man (with his girlfriend by his side) who FUCKING BLOODY HELL blew a whistle attached to his bag in citylink. right after he blew it, ''cheebye ah!'' came out from my mouth. what a dork.... trying to attract attention, i guess he had ran out of ideas. the man in front of me had his eardrum blasted by the whistle, not me tho. i didnt imagine that i would swear in public so loudly. however given the circumstances such as tired from work and citylink packed with people and trying to reach my friends, it's quite fucked up for me to see people trying to attract attraction. dont tell me i am attracting attention too, as a matter of fact nobody turned their head (luckily) and anyway, the man deserved it, at least that's what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i headed for tiong bahru knowing that it is not going to be crowded there and had my really late dinner aka supper at macd. on my way to TB;walking through citylink, i saw many people &lt;em&gt;chong &lt;/em&gt;like mad cos it was about time 12AM, 1 jan 2006 arrived and i guess they didnt want to miss the fireworks. when i reached the city hall mrt station, i heard the sound of fireworks being let off so went up and out of the station to catch it. what a LONELY new year's moment at that point of time. haha, but it didnt really bother me.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; zhen' ai joined me shortly after i finished my food at macd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113622143324604380?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113622143324604380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113622143324604380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113622143324604380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113622143324604380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-2006.html' title='Happy New Year 2006...?'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113587757619735009</id><published>2005-12-30T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:32:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Franz Ferdinand Concert...</title><content type='html'>hello there, who wants to go for franz ferdinand concert on 16 feb? i am asking around for any interested peeps or fans who wants to go, cos i wanna go. haha. it is quite cheap, really. the most expensive ticket is only SGD88.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113587757619735009?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113587757619735009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113587757619735009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113587757619735009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113587757619735009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/franz-ferdinand-concert.html' title='Franz Ferdinand Concert...'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113562280092292598</id><published>2005-12-27T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T02:46:40.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Son Of Mary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/1600/jesus2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/320/jesus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now do this. look into the center of the picture for a full 30 secs. dont blink! after which, look at a white surface and you will see an amazing image.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113562280092292598?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113562280092292598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113562280092292598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113562280092292598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113562280092292598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/holy-son-of-mary_27.html' title='Holy Son Of Mary...'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113552710248547722</id><published>2005-12-25T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:11:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Fools! xD</title><content type='html'>this is like the last few mintues before christmas is over and to boxing day which is also the day when tsunami strucked some parts of asia last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i have spent this year's christmas serving people, being a passive smoker and a cleaner. yes, working. i am working on boxing day too which is tomorrow. what a festive season for me. but at least there is double to cheer me up A BIT. i am working on the new year eve and day which means i have double again. hmm... but still i am quite bitter about the fact that people are enjoying while i am working. that shows that money cant buy happiness, nope. well, i am just going to look on the bright side; i am earning more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.11am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO! BOXING DAY FOOLS! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113552710248547722?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113552710248547722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113552710248547722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113552710248547722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113552710248547722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-fools-xd.html' title='Merry Christmas Fools! xD'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113515997691320755</id><published>2005-12-21T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:29:31.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAST The Dance Floor DJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Flick @ China Black&lt;/strong&gt; on monday was a BLAST! i mean literally blast. the music was blasting like to the max and the bass was strong enough to make the glass vibrate off the table. haha, just kidding. the dance floor was damn small and we were like dancing sadines. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i have to thank Xuanyou for informing me about the freebies. haha! it is really cheapo lah, but who cares man? i bought you cai pao, so it is like a way of thanking you! heh! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113515997691320755?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113515997691320755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113515997691320755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113515997691320755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113515997691320755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/blast-dance-floor-dj.html' title='BLAST The Dance Floor DJ!'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113479368270340234</id><published>2005-12-17T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T13:20:10.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want Nothing That You've Got</title><content type='html'>pardon my previous post. it is filled with cussing and swearing. i AM pissed with someone in my family, not my father. just someone. thanks jia yi and zhen`ai for listening to me rant and bitch. i definitely felt better after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it has been 2 weeks of working and i have earned some keepings for myself and the feeling is great. but i cant spent it for xmas 'cause pay day is 4 jan 2006. sigh sigh. oh and i dont plan to spend it all now. i have learn the hardship of earning money so i am going to save a portion of it. another thing i found out recently in the past few months is that i am spending a lot. i dont know why. maybe retail therapy? IT IS BAAADD... i even bought a zippo lighter knowing that i am not going to use it. but it is nice! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck, that bitch just called and she spoilt my mood.&lt;s&gt; i am going to end it here.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edited]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to continue blogging. i have to rant about it. okay, she smsed me ytd 8am and of cos i am still SLEEPING and my hp is OFF. and i have this habit of not on-ing my hp after i wake up. just too lazy i guess. so i woke up at 11am and only to on my hp at 3pm. so obviously i can only reply her at that very moment. if she wants to be angry with the fact that i replied her late, so be it, there is nothing i can do. so anyway, she called just now and TOLD MY FATHER that i DIDNT REPLY her. BULLSHIT! i have the sent-message to her in my hp. that's the evidence. so i showed my dickhead father and he said '' why are you be so calculative?'' what the fuck? i am just defending myself! someone just accused me of doing something that i didnt, of cos i have to clear my name, fucker. moreover that is just not the subject whether am i being calculative or not. way out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about calculative, you should be the one being calculative. i still rmb, one incident. not that i want to mention it and i am not being calculative with her. but i can rmb it vividly, it was MY BDAY and you had to ruin my mood. complain to ah gong and ah ma that i invited you at the very last mintue. NO! i called you long bfore i my bday but i couldnt reach you and afterwhich i forgot to call you again until the day b4 my bday. you scolded me and said ''i have line dance, i cant make it! you are so last min.'' yea, blah. i guess you were being very calculative and immature by complaining. come on! it is just a kiddo's bday, you dont have to take it so seriously and everything to heart. moreover i didnt do it on purpose. maybe you should open your heart because it is so narrow; xing xiong xia zai. so, ah gong pulled my ears and said ''how can you invite gu gu so late?'' in chinese. wow! i guess you are very happy right? ah gong helped you to punish me? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, do you know that i am already 16 years old this year? anything that you are not happy with me you can just tell me straight in my face, you dont have to go by the backdoor; bitched about me to my father and that's when i cant explain myself and i can't be bothered. Because under such circumstance, most probably is that you just want people to listen to your side of story only. leaving me to be blackmarked by everyone you told about me. it is like &lt;em&gt;tiao jing huang he ye xi bu qing and si le ye bu zhi dao yuan ying &lt;/em&gt;for me. is that what you want? if it is, you've accomplished it. congratulations to you then... i know you have badmouthed me to my father many &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; times. you think i dont know? i am not stupid okay? fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it looks like you ask for a return everything you have done for me? and each time when i dont return you ''enough'' you get angry and i become the victim. my father will never believe me, that's why he is a dickhead. now i understand &lt;em&gt;er ren xian gao zhuang.&lt;/em&gt; hmm... i have learnt my lesson, i will not be stupid enough to look for you for anything in the future. never ever anymore, no more... i guess you have enough sins to last you a lifetime yet you still dare to say that you have GOD at heart. TSK, hypocrite to the core.&lt;br /&gt;PS: there are things that she had done, but i rather not mention here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113479368270340234?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113479368270340234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113479368270340234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113479368270340234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113479368270340234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-want-nothing-that-youve-got.html' title='I Want Nothing That You&apos;ve Got'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113465669560429982</id><published>2005-12-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T22:47:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Can't Be Rent</title><content type='html'>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;ROARS.&lt;br /&gt;CHAO CHEE BYE LAN JIAO FUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;MOTHERFUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WANT TO THINK OF ME IN THIS WAY, SO BE IT OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NEED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO EXPLAIN TO YOU HOW I AM LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT OWE YOU ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;MONEY DONT BUY YOU RESPECT&lt;br /&gt;I WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO THINK THAT WHAT YOU DID FOR ME WAS OUT OF LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;NOPE, I GUESS IT IS NOT. YOU JUST WANT TO BUY ME OVER.&lt;br /&gt;TSK TSK.&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK I APPROACH YOU ONLY WHEN I NEED YOU?&lt;br /&gt;MAKING USE OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;THEN, THERE YOU GO, BITCH ABOUT ME TO MY FATHER.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, FUCK THAT.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNRIGHT DISGUSTING. &lt;em&gt;PUI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM UTTERLY DISGUSTED. &lt;em&gt;PUI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST TO REST, OKAY? JUST HAVE A LITTLE PAITENCE AND I WILL GET BACK TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU CHOSE TO THINK OTHERWISE; YOU THINK THAT I DIDN'T WANT TO HELP YOU OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU THINK OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OKAY? IT IS SO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHATEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BIG MOUTH BITCH&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOUR WHOLE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK OF ALL THE SHIT YOU HAVE SAID ABOUT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going out with you on saturday anymore. never ever ever ever ever &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; am i calling you anymore. that's it, you've ruin all my respect i had for you, at last. no more can you expect me to trust you or respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PUI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113465669560429982?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113465669560429982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113465669560429982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113465669560429982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113465669560429982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-cant-be-rent.html' title='Love Can&apos;t Be Rent'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113445828425789293</id><published>2005-12-13T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:21:51.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Realistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/realistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are practical and mechanical.Your talents lie in working with tools, mechanical or electrical drawings, machines, or animals.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpenter - Diesel Mechanic - Electrician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer - Fire Fighter - Flight Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forester - Locksmith - Locomotive Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot - Police Officer - Truck Driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are social careers, like social worker or teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am glad that pilot is in the ideal list. haha (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113445828425789293?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113445828425789293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113445828425789293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113445828425789293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113445828425789293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-career-type-realisticyou-are.html' title=''/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113427909854117421</id><published>2005-12-11T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T14:49:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Going To Be...</title><content type='html'>i decided to change the pic because it is christmas season. i didnt do any photoshop because it is down! bloody hell... i have to download it again and i am too lazy to do so. so heck! the sub-headings doesnt really make any sense so dont bother. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i dont feel like blogging more. feeling kinda shitty right now. so bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113427909854117421?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113427909854117421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113427909854117421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113427909854117421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113427909854117421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-going-to-be.html' title='It&apos;s Going To Be...'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113391449423138948</id><published>2005-12-07T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T08:14:55.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So What Now?</title><content type='html'>damn, i just got back from my shift. the place was packed to the max when i got there like 1030pm to try out my uniform. being a new worker there, i have A LOT to learn. it was okay lar the whole thing. i did more wiping and wiping and wiping. okay, so basically, it was cleaning. havent learn how to take orders and bills yet. maybe on fri i will. and according to Afiq, the time i am working is ''dangerous'' because that is when the crowd comes in. hmmmm... so, i had to memorise the table numbers with the help of Afiq. thanks man (: .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i left for work, i called Eunice to check out how was it like working. she told me that she was very tired. yea, after working for 3 hrs! lol. then what abt me? 7 hours of standing leh xiao jie. ROARS. i dont know how my colleagues can work longer than 7 hours without resting. kowtow man. now my feet are aching like it is going to break (actually it feels like it is breaking) and so is my back. looks like i am getting old. hohoho. the worst is yet to come. friday i am working for 8 hours. sigh... so long. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//my night becomes my day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113391449423138948?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113391449423138948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113391449423138948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113391449423138948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113391449423138948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-what-now.html' title='So What Now?'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113377448421187513</id><published>2005-12-05T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:21:27.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm... hahaha</title><content type='html'>Well, I am starting my work tmr at midnight. lol. yea I got the midnight shift but it isn't permanent. that's my nightmare come true because i was really worried that i might get the midnight shift when i saw that the oulet opens 24hr. lol.  anyway i am gonna stick with it and see how it goes. hahah. and really, i cant wait to start work cause i am rotting my ass off in front of my comp or watching mtv and doing nth more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings that i wanna get after i work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;nike dunks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nike sweater&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe&lt;/strong&gt; a new cellphone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe&lt;/strong&gt; a PSP too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually i wanna get more stuffs than that, but i'll be more realistic and stick with the first 2 items and maybe then the next 2. the rest, i'll see if it is possible. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113377448421187513?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113377448421187513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113377448421187513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113377448421187513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113377448421187513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/hmmmm-hahaha.html' title='hmmmm... hahaha'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113363058037393086</id><published>2005-12-04T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:28:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brings Me Back To The Innocent Days</title><content type='html'>i cant believe. i saw Ho Shu Yong in SEA games swimming ''live'' today and she got silver. i feel happy for her as a friend and moreover, i think she is one of the youngest among that lot of competitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that broughtme back to the primary school days was when i saw her same unchanged facial expression of hers when she received her medal. it is still the innocent smile and shy look on her face. i rmb sitting beside her in pri 6 and we used to draw pokemons. yes, pokemons. LOL. her drawing was definitely better than mine. and the voice of hers still resound clearly in my head, telling me how to make that pokemon of my to be more perfect. it was that cute and girlish voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually that isn't the first time i saw her on tv. she is in the Milo ad where there are 3 swimmers standing in line saying that &lt;em&gt;we are not dolphins, we are champions&lt;/em&gt; or whatsoever. i phoned her, but she said it wasn't her. i guess she wants to remain low profile about the ad or maybe she is just being her humble self. despite that, i still stand by believing that it is her on that ad because again, of her innocent sweet face .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, congratulation Shu Yong! hahah (: glad that you've done well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//The Good Old Days are still fresh in my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113363058037393086?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113363058037393086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113363058037393086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113363058037393086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113363058037393086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/brings-me-back-to-innocent-days.html' title='Brings Me Back To The Innocent Days'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113355626377128909</id><published>2005-12-03T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T04:46:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Geisha / BSB gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/columbia_pictures/memoirs_of_a_geisha/ziyi_zhang/memoirsofageisha_teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/columbia_pictures/memoirs_of_a_geisha/ziyi_zhang/memoirsofageisha_teaser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this movie should be great man. cant wait to catch it but it is only screening in SG in &lt;strong&gt;19 jan 2006. &lt;/strong&gt;happy waiting for me and others who wants to watch it. maybe i should get the book. hmm... 46 days to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;maybe you have heard it, bsb is heading for SG in jan. who is interested? i dont mind going, but at 2nd thoughts, i think their concert is going to be kinda cheesy. when i played their songs, i cant stop laughing at the lyrics. CHEESY MAN! boybands days, what to expect? to think that i find them super cool back then. haha. &lt;em&gt;''all you people cant you see cant you see, how your life's affecting our reality. everything we are down you can make it right. and that makes you larger than life!'' &lt;/em&gt;that was the first album that i bought- millenium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113355626377128909?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113355626377128909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113355626377128909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113355626377128909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113355626377128909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/memoirs-of-geisha-bsb-gig.html' title='Memoirs of a Geisha / BSB gig'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113355328619121339</id><published>2005-12-03T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:54:46.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Food Kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/1600/DSC04233.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/320/DSC04233.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody knock some sense into me! i am eating Mcd at this hour- double cheese burger meal. hadnt had my dinner so now i am eating my supper. yea, it's bad to eat so full esp when i am about to hit the bed but i am just too hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113355328619121339?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113355328619121339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113355328619121339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113355328619121339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113355328619121339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/fast-food-kills.html' title='Fast Food Kills'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113342194068907624</id><published>2005-12-01T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:25:40.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Well Ends Well... sighs</title><content type='html'>what a BLAST! yesterday was QTSS grad party or some of you out there call it as prom at Traders Hotel. as usual, phototaking was in the house. we kept taking photos until there came a prefect who told us to stop because the so called party was going to start. hahaha. we have obessesion with phototaking. so when there we finished eating that dish or when there wasnt any games for us, we will take photo. i even took a photo with the waitress attending to our table, and for that she took care of our table when we were away and gave me extra dessert. i cant believe it. hahahaha. i thot it was nice of her to do that. haha. but a bit weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not long after the party started, table 9[my table] did the &lt;em&gt;yum seh&lt;/em&gt; thingy. i was screaming my lungs out. damn fun! i love it. after which, 4B did it together. woohoo! 4B ROCKS! then... others classes did it too. what a bunch of copycats please! hahhahah. so in total i think we did it 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was 3 so-called rock bands who played for us that night. not professional bands tho, they WERE students from qtss. so it wasnt that good, but there was one that was quite good. the last band which performed i suppose so, has really good music. it was the microphone that spolit the vocals. tsk! &lt;em&gt;hotel mic also like that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were games going on one of which table 9 won! woo! that was the first game which required us to find for things that were listed on a piece of paper given to us. very weird stuffs like as if we will bring. one of which is NAME TAG. please, u think we will bring our name tag? lol. but anyhow, we won. i like the song guessing, but we didnt win and i thot we were going to, instead the first game. hahhahaha. we sabo kian wee up the stage for one of the games, actually it is a trivia on qtss. we shouted his name over and again until he gave in and went up the stage. HA! power of peer pressure! [PPP]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, they flashed pictures of the sec 4s and sec 5s. all well ends well. i thought it was a great party. really love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the 4Bians went pool-ling until 2 plus! i am still a noob in pool so i think i suck big time. but i am improving from the first time i played pool. hahah.  i took a taxi home with yj and yx and reached home at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank Yun Xin for the chocolate and the self-made bookmark, Michelle for the cute little things, and May for the photo frame. i really love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//now my throat is a bit sore from all the shoutings and screamings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113342194068907624?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113342194068907624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113342194068907624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113342194068907624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113342194068907624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-well-ends-well-sighs.html' title='All Well Ends Well... sighs'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113324108665908356</id><published>2005-11-29T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:11:26.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Gay!</title><content type='html'>it's quite unexpected... lol. check this one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/flash/celebgay.html"&gt;http://www.ebaumsworld.com/flash/celebgay.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113324108665908356?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113324108665908356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113324108665908356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113324108665908356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113324108665908356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/youre-gay.html' title='You&apos;re Gay!'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113319611604781646</id><published>2005-11-29T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:41:56.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo hoo!</title><content type='html'>i got it. i got it. i got it.i got it.i got it.i got it.i got it.i got it.i got it.i got it.i got it.i got it! hahaha. the job i mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113319611604781646?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113319611604781646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113319611604781646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113319611604781646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113319611604781646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo hoo!'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113310894597695675</id><published>2005-11-27T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:29:06.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hair, My Hair, My Lovely Colored Hair</title><content type='html'>wahahaha, just dyed my hair today! my aunty paid for it. THANK YOU! hahaha. it's so cool... haha. i am just overwhelmed by the color of my hair! haha. okay, i should shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mum, sis and I had lunch with aunty linda and uncle pino at a chinese restaurant. damn nice! thanks aunty linda for the treat! i love the chicken with the sauce that they gave and it was the best dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i have a job interview and i am quite nervous about it thinking about it now. i really hope that i can get the job. i am gonna earn my own bucks and buy my own stuff! woo! and for that interview, i couldnt go for camie's bday at escape theme park. so sry! Anyway, HAPPY SIXTHTEEN BIRTHDAY Camie! hope u enjoy ur birthday tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113310894597695675?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113310894597695675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113310894597695675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113310894597695675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113310894597695675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-hair-my-hair-my-lovely-colored-hair.html' title='My Hair, My Hair, My Lovely Colored Hair'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113293538502126770</id><published>2005-11-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:16:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Fact / MYTH For You</title><content type='html'>Yes again, email from Yu Zhen. Thanks again! haha. i took some out from the email she sent me. this is only for entertainment purposes, so hard feelings. if you havent already read the previous post, please do so, it is interesting too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW YOU ARE INDONESIAN IF...&lt;br /&gt;1. when u talk really fast, with rapid tongue   movements&lt;br /&gt;2. when u wear thongs or sandals everywhere, yes even   in winter!&lt;br /&gt;3.following above, always get bagged for wearing sandals&lt;br /&gt;4. mie goreng is in the top 5 of ur fave foods&lt;br /&gt;5. if you love taking photo studio pics&lt;br /&gt;6. u like travelling in big group of frens, and talkin VERY loudly irrispective of your surroundings 7. almost a weekly ritual to go to church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW YOU ARE SINGAPOREAN IF ...&lt;br /&gt;1. You eat, sleep, have sex and smile according to the policies stipulated by the Government in the Red Book they gave you when you were born.&lt;br /&gt;2. The Red Book does not state that you have to be afraid of black people so you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;3. You know you are superior to all other Asians,   because it says so in the Red Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49 WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU'RE AN "ASIAN" (*The NEW List from the 1st to 1.5 Generation Perspective*)&lt;br /&gt;1. You were/are a good student with very high   GPAs.&lt;br /&gt;2. You majored in something practical like   engineering, medicine or finance.&lt;br /&gt;3. You have more than one-college degree, especially   more than one Master's.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you play a musical instrument, it must be piano.&lt;br /&gt;5. You have a vinyl table cloth on your kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;6. Your stove is covered with aluminum foil.&lt;br /&gt;7. Your kitchen has a sticky film of grease over it.&lt;br /&gt;8. You beat eggs with chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;9. You always leave outdoor shoes at   the door.&lt;br /&gt;10. You use the dishwasher as a dish rack.&lt;br /&gt;11. You keep a Thermos of hot water available at all    times.&lt;br /&gt;12. You boil water before drinking.&lt;br /&gt;13. You eat all meals in the kitchen to keep your    dining room clean.&lt;br /&gt;14. You don't use measuring cups when preparing foods.&lt;br /&gt;15. You save grocery bags and use them to hold    garbage.&lt;br /&gt;16. You have a rice cooker.&lt;br /&gt;17. You're a wok user.&lt;br /&gt;18. You fight over who pays the dinner bill.&lt;br /&gt;19. You wash rice 2-3 times before cooking it.&lt;br /&gt;20. You make sounds when you have a bowl of     soup.&lt;br /&gt;21. You don't dry-clean clothes, even if they need to     be dry-cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;22. You iron your own shirts.&lt;br /&gt;23. You like congee with thousand year old eggs.&lt;br /&gt;24. You always cook yourself, even if you hate it.&lt;br /&gt;25. You use credit cards, and pay monthly bills in     full.&lt;br /&gt;26. You do either soccer, swimming, badminton,     volleyball, basketball, or ping pong, and have an     obsession with making the Beijing Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;27. You buy Christmas cards after Christmas, when they     are 50% off.&lt;br /&gt;28. When you hand wash dishes, you only     use cold water.&lt;br /&gt;29. You hate to waste food:&lt;br /&gt;a) Even if you're totally full, if someone says they're going to throw away the leftovers on the table, you'll finish them.&lt;br /&gt;b) You have Tupperware in your fridge with three bites   of rice or one leftover chicken wing.&lt;br /&gt;30. You don't own any real Tupperware-only a cupboard     full of  used but carefully rinsed margarine tubs,     takeout containers, and jam jars.&lt;br /&gt;32. When toilet paper is on sale, you buy 100 rolls     and store them.&lt;br /&gt;33. You have a collection of miniature    shampoo/conditioner bottles and little soap bars    that you take every time you stay in a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;34. The condiments in your fridge are either Price    Club sized or come in plastic packets, which you save    every time you get take out or go to McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;35. You carry a stash of your own food whenever you     travel (and travel means any car ride longer than 15     minutes).&lt;br /&gt;36. You spit bones and other food scraps on the table.&lt;br /&gt;37. Your dad thinks he can fix everything himself.&lt;br /&gt;38. When you go to a dance party, there is always a     group of guys surrounding the dance floor trying to     look cool.&lt;br /&gt;39. Your house/aparment is always cold in winter, and     hot in summer.&lt;br /&gt;40. Your Mom drives her Mercedes to Foodtown, or    Shoppers Food Warehouse regardless how far it is,    even if the dairy is next door.&lt;br /&gt;41. You always look phone numbers up in the phone     book, since calling Directory Assistance costs 50     cents.&lt;br /&gt;42. You only make long distance calls after 11pm or     during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;43. You prefer your shrimp with the heads and legs     still attached.&lt;br /&gt;44. You never call your parents just to     say hi.&lt;br /&gt;45. You think ONLY Japanese can make good CARS!&lt;br /&gt;46. You use a colored face cloth every morning.&lt;br /&gt;47. You starve yourself before going to     all-you-can-eat places.&lt;br /&gt;48. Almost all your money is in a savings account&lt;br /&gt;49. You never discuss your love life with your     parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, some aren't quite true but still, it is funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113293538502126770?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113293538502126770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113293538502126770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113293538502126770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113293538502126770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/interesting-fact-myth-for-you.html' title='Interesting Fact / &lt;strong&gt;MYTH&lt;/strong&gt; For You'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113293342004440510</id><published>2005-11-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:45:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Facts For You</title><content type='html'>I got this email from Yu Zhen, thank you! i found it kinda interesting so i decided to post it. here you go for you knowledge, enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time TV were Fred and Wilma Flintstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day more money is printed for Monopoly than the US Treasury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men can read smaller print than women can; women can hear better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago in Scotland, a new game was invented. It was ruled "Gentlemen Only...Ladies Forbidden"...and thus the word GOLF entered into the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1400's a law was set forth that a man was not allowed to beat his wife with a stick no thicker than his thumb. Hence we have "the rule of thumb"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca-Cola was originally green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible to lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The State with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% (now get this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of eleven: $6,400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average number of people airborne over the US any given hour: 61,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first novel ever written on a typewriter: Tom Sawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The San Francisco Cable cars are the only mobile National Monuments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spades - King David&lt;br /&gt;Hearts - Charlemagne&lt;br /&gt;Clubs -Alexander, the Great&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds - Julius Caesar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air the person died as a result of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two people signed the Declaration of Independence on July 4th, John Hancock and CharlesThomson. Most of the rest signed on August 2, but the last signature wasn't added until 5 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of what?&lt;br /&gt;A. Their birthplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Most boat owners name their boats. What is the most popular boat name requested?&lt;br /&gt;A. Obsession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you would find the letter "A"?&lt;br /&gt;A. One thousand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common?&lt;br /&gt;A. All invented by women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is the only food that doesn't spoil?&lt;br /&gt;A. Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Which day are there more collect calls than any other day of the year?&lt;br /&gt;A. Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase......... "goodnight, sleep tight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month . which we know today as the honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts... So in old England, when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them "Mind your pints and quarts, and settle down." It's where we get the phrase "mind your P's and Q's"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago in England, pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim, or handle, of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service. "Wet your whistle" is the phrase inspired by this practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~AND FINALLY~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;At least 75% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow ....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, check this out. (read it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdgnieg.The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113293342004440510?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113293342004440510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113293342004440510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113293342004440510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113293342004440510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/interesting-facts-for-you.html' title='Interesting Facts For You'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113267938366071980</id><published>2005-11-23T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T01:09:43.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KANYE WEST LATE REGISTERATION NEEDED!</title><content type='html'>okay, so much for the title you should know. i really need the CD. i have been trying to find a store with the Late Registeration in stock but to no valid.  it's really saddening. then i turned to downloading the songs. but it is really shitty. i couldnt find a good one. like some were fakes. 19 mins plus. who in the world would do songs with 19 mins in length?! that's for the song 'diamonds'. i give up!- downloading kanye west songs. SIGH. who has the album....??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, speaking of Mr West, i thought of Franz Ferdinand, i dont know why. Their latest album ''You Could Have It So Much Better'' is really good. i know i have told many people that already! 4 cds out of 5 i gotta give the album. it got me seriously addicted to it like novacaine(like i really smoke one. haha.) the beats are actually doing the magic. lyrics are, hmm.... not understandable... but i like! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some announcements to make before i sign off. i am changing my blog real soon. it is not all ready yet, but it will soon be. i will be quite sad to leave this place! well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113267938366071980?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113267938366071980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113267938366071980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113267938366071980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113267938366071980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/kanye-west-late-registeration-needed.html' title='KANYE WEST LATE REGISTERATION NEEDED!'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113262281885147223</id><published>2005-11-22T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T09:26:58.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Is Part Of Nature</title><content type='html'>hello there, there are pictures put up in orchard that are really gorgeous. u should check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113262281885147223?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113262281885147223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113262281885147223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113262281885147223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113262281885147223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/man-is-part-of-nature.html' title='Man Is Part Of Nature'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113242718836372535</id><published>2005-11-20T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T04:07:43.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Your Villian</title><content type='html'>O levels are finally going to be over. yea, i take comb science that's why i have a mcq paper on tue. it's great to be finally done with these shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did shopping with zhen' ai and eunice today. i got my CK tee shirt i saw while window shopping with mich, yx, dai yi, cindy, sab on fri. plus plus, i got a white Elle shirt for the graduation party. i guess i am not going to wear a skirt, will stick to wearing jeans. the problem is the skirt[my mum's]. it looks SO peranakan with the shirt i bought so i think i am not going to wear the damn skirt. one last thing, before the graduation party, i hope to get my hair dyed and highlighted. i seriously hope i can get enough cash to dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after shopping, i decided to give it a shot and went to zhen' ai's church with eunice and zhen' ai's friend sheryl. when we entered the church, we were given a freebie each. and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice: wah zhen' ai your church very good hor, give free things. must come here more often&lt;br /&gt;zhen' ai: come every week lor. every week got new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's an eye opening experiencing for me even tho i didnt really feel the whole thing. the people were so enthusiastic singing the songs. i think i like the speech[or is it preaching? not sure :s] from the Father most. he's funny, i have to admit. actually, i feel quite guilty about going to church. because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am sort of a Buddhist. it's like a betrayal to my faith considering that i dont have plans on changing my religion yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my father is totally against it. TOTALLY. old beliefs die hard. moreover, he gave me cash to get my graduation party stuff. that's so bad lar...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;i guess i better not do such a thing anymore. my mum knows about it, but she is cool with it and she is keeping it mum from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;########&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i really have to bitch about here. i cant take it. it is about...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STUPID GAME CALLED MAPLE STORY. fuck you you creator of this DUMB game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Maple Story lovers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you all love this game, but i really have to say that it is a really stupid, dumb, low IQ, brainless game. it's got no substance at all, really. All u have to do is walk around the damn shit and kill mushrooms, tree trunks, snails, croc etc. like i dont know how to please. it's silly and time wasting. it doesnt really require any level of intellegience to play this game dont you think so? Well, apart from setting ur key setting where u must have some IT knowledge, i dont think you gamers need to use your brain cells to play the game right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i digged Counter-Strike more than this game too. CS is an intellectual game and i respect that. u have to strategist and plan to prevent urself from getting killed. Okay, not just CS, but other games that require thinking, i respect that and i think should be more worthy the time spent on them than on Maple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there is this jumping quest, it's quite &lt;em&gt;qian bian&lt;/em&gt; too. test the patience my foot. if u really wanna a patience test, it should be fishing. lol. see how long can you sit there on the boat till your ass has bilsters before you give up. i think Neopets quest are much cooler than the jumping shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry if i have insulted your stupid, dumb, low IQ, brainless game. I really dont mean to. Really. but it damn stupid, dumb, low IQ, brainless. Please dont sue me, call the police, or throw pao/stones/shoes/&lt;strong&gt;mushrooms/tree trunk/croc/snail &lt;/strong&gt;at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely&lt;br /&gt;Hate Maple Story Fan :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: i got the info in the letter is from my sister. i declare I DONT PLAY THIS GAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so fucked with this game is because of my sister. she is LIKE 24/7 glued to the comp playing Maple. i got so little chance of touching the comp at all in the morning. that's why i am blogging at this hour. furthermore, it seems that she is very hot tempered after playing this game. we also hardly speak to each other even since the addiction started. bad bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113242718836372535?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113242718836372535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113242718836372535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113242718836372535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113242718836372535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-your-villian.html' title='I&apos;m Your Villian'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113172798796229108</id><published>2005-11-12T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T01:43:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>''I Am The One Who Lies Within!''</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;''one two three four five six......trick or treat......''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know halloween is over and i didn't say that phrase. i watched &lt;strong&gt;The Exorcism Of Emily Rose&lt;/strong&gt; today with sab and yj and i have to say it is definitely worth the 8 bucks. that phrase, it was from the movie. i cant remember the phrases in between, anyone who watched the movie, dont mind providing me the whole thing if you can remember. so anyway, if u compare this movie with The Exorcist part 1, you would probably say that this is way much much better. You have to watch it. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not a shallow movie. It has i believe quite a lot of research done to write the script.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is quite touching at the last part. Don't tell ya what in case you plan to watch it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT GREAT plot. It is well developed and things that happened interlinked with one another&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It has both religious and scientific point of view of the issue. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's not all about possession and possession...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall: Highly intelligent possession flick. [taken from imdb]. i also learn that 3AM is the demonic witching hour in mockery of the death of Christ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;more reviews: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0404032/usercomments"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0404032/usercomments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am not going to write about my O levels, so if you are here for this, i am sry, just !#$#$^$^%&amp;**&amp;amp;*%^(#*$%(%$) off. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whatever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113172798796229108?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113172798796229108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113172798796229108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113172798796229108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113172798796229108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-one-who-lies-within.html' title='&apos;&apos;I Am The One Who Lies Within!&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-113051935033079548</id><published>2005-10-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T23:07:47.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/1600/DSC03597.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/320/DSC03597.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it is graduation ceremony today. i expected myself to cry like mad, but i didnt. i tried to hold back my tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[i took this part off. it seems too emotional haha..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;concert was cool. i like the teachers dancing the most and Ms chee even *wink wink*. hahaha.. the dance steps were so cute siah.. i video taped it down, but i cant post it cos i have no idea where to get it hosted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so what i really didnt expect out of myself was that i actually will miss this sch. when i was in sec 1, the first day of sch, i thought i entered hell. it was really a very different environment. 6 years being in a all girls school and now, i am in a mix school. but that wasnt a big issue. i didnt like the atmosphere of the school. Rowdiness, gangsterism, weird teachers, all i thought of this school then was all negative, including the uniform. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but now, it's really contrary to what i thought of this school at first. the teachers i meet in upper secondary are kinda great and those teachers whom i thought were weird are really nice people. and who cares about rowdiness and gangsterism anymore? i dont care, seriously. i think i love a little bit of rowdiness cause it's good for the health. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4B, you all rocked my world this year. i dare to say it's the most united class i have ever been in. we DID all those boo-ing, jeering, repeating what teachers said and the spastic clap together, so united. our class, have some of the lamest and moronic boys who bring life to it, of which i am going to miss- the crappiest jokes you will nv think of but they managed to. so anyway, 4B stayed back till quite late to take photos and we had a game of captain's ball. it's our last game before Os. sigh. i really do hope we have gathering every once in a year after we go on to our next phrase of our lives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the next thing, is choir. i really love the times when we had to learn new songs through sectional and when Ms Khor did the combine, we totally lost it. we laughed it off, but we worked hard in trying to make the songs work out when combining with other sections. i love the way sometimes Ms Khor scared the freak out of us when she wants to audition us. you see all the worried and petrified faces and that includes me. the favourite phrase always comes out ''die le lah... I very scared Ms Khor will scold me for &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah...&lt;/em&gt;'' haha. it's funny if u think back. it's great joining choir as it really gave me much exposure than anything i have done. standing on stage singing, SYFs, &lt;strong&gt;outdoor concert, recording in studio&lt;/strong&gt;. improving the way i sing is definitely the coolest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so anyway, this is probably the gist of my sec sch life. it's being a great 4 years. good things often outweigh the bad things so always look on the bright side. Goodbye for now, miss y'all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-113051935033079548?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/113051935033079548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=113051935033079548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113051935033079548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/113051935033079548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-summary.html' title='My Summary'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112989753730618693</id><published>2005-10-21T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:07:20.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH</title><content type='html'>it's quite long since i updated... O levels is coming; that has been the thing behind my mind ALL the time. it irritates me. RAH. i really wish O levl would come and go just like ''snap!'' but then again, i dont want it to happen so fast. because i am not fully prepared. i want to be 100% confident when i walk into the exam hall and come out with the feeling i can reach my expection. it's easier to be said than done. really. esp when it comes to studies. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am born into the wrong country. u cant really do much in Singapore except studying when u are a teen. unlike in USA[i hate to mention but still...] u can really drop out of college but still earn big bucks with your talent. in Singapore, sad to say, it's like a thing that will NEVER EVER EVER EVER happen. because Singapore is so SMALL even Lake Toba is larger than us by &lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; times![information provided by &lt;strong&gt;Eunice&lt;/strong&gt; who is going to abandon 4B next week because she is taking the study leave! haha] by the way, if u wonder what is Lake Toba, it is a crater lake[volcanic feature/landform] in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today something really pissed me off. i think u should know who u are if u have enough EQ. Bitch! i really hate your attitude. you dont think you are that great in judging me do you? i abso-fucking-lutely[orangeous] doubt so with my dead body, bitch. i seriously do hope that i can NAME you here, but i choose not to. oh and by the way, maybe you should stop USING people when your best friend ain't around alright? that's so &lt;strong&gt;immoral &lt;/strong&gt;and SO &lt;strong&gt;fake &lt;/strong&gt;and SO&lt;strong&gt; hypocritcal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much better bitching about you here now. seriously if i were name you, i will feel even more &lt;em&gt;SHIOK! but dont want lah, must give that person some face lah hor? zhuo ren bu yao tai jue... heh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some shit that i found&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/1600/failed-mission.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/277/320/failed-mission.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combatant killed by American troops&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112989753730618693?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112989753730618693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112989753730618693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112989753730618693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112989753730618693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/10/blah.html' title='BLAH'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112842910198497618</id><published>2005-10-04T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T20:59:05.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Living Nightmare; Our World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has happened once and again. Terrorist bombed Bali for the 2nd time. it's quite saddening to hear the news and see how humanity is turning against one and another. the terrorists, according to mr ng, are actually targeting the Australians due to an incident that happened in 1997. As Bali is a favourite hang out for Australians, that's why the Indonesian terrorists are targeting it. However, i am really questioning the actual motive of these terrorists activities nowadays. It seems like they just want to create terror in this world, making this home of ours for many centuries a living hell, a living nightmare. Is there really no way of making peace exist in home of ours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the incident of 9/11, the world has become a place of uncertainty. You dont know when or where will another terrorist activity of this sort will take place, whether will it happen to you. As you can see for our national security, many posters have been put up to tell the public to be alert of any unattended packages or item. In my opinion, it's like being very paranoid , but seriously do we have a choice if we want to keep Singapore a safe country, no we dont. Therefore it is necessary that the public is aware of their surrounding and report whatever goddamn suspicious item to the authorities. &lt;em&gt;It's everyone's responsibility to fight against the terrorism. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh by the way, this reminds me of something- biological warfare. ''Hot'' stuff yea?. You know what I mean when I say that if you have participated in the In-Place Protection exercise. So what's the big fat deal about it? I guess this is another precaution for us as terrorist might use this technique to further terrorize our homeland. That's why, i think it was last week, we had this IPP. It teaches us how to protect ourselves from toxic gas that is released, of which i think is part of the plan in fighting against terrorism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What a drastic measure taken. We LITERALLY SEAL ourselves in our classrooms so as to prevent the toxic gas from getting in our lungs and thus killing us. hah. Yes, we use plastic bags and masking tapes to seal the windows and the gaps in between our doors and even the key hole was not neglected. We made a joke about the keyhole. Tim suggested using our thumbs to seal the keyhole, but i added on saying that &lt;em&gt;the next thing u know when u remove your thumb, you would see a keyhole's shape ''printed'' on your thumb black. &lt;/em&gt;haha. lame shit. yea and maybe that part of the skin might drop off if you touch it slighty. &lt;em&gt;piah &lt;/em&gt;on the floor. what a ''beautiful'' scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112842910198497618?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112842910198497618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112842910198497618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112842910198497618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112842910198497618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-living-nightmare-our-world.html' title='It&apos;s a Living Nightmare; Our World'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112826809538310934</id><published>2005-10-02T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:48:15.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate chokers</title><content type='html'>That phrase is by Donald Trump. Yes, i caught The Apprentice just now. i find that phrase funny. &lt;em&gt;i hate chokers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am sick so i guess i am not heading for sch tmr. dont ask me to sleep early cos i had this very long nap like 4 hrs in the afternoon. i didnt study geog so i have to now. but i just want to blog, so i am stealing of my studying time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just today, i discovered a video. ''Lesbians Are Hot''. it is found in this blog: &lt;a href="http://fannyowemoney.blogspot.com"&gt;Fannyowemoney&lt;/a&gt;. You might want to download it here straight away tho. Here you go! : &lt;a href="http://www.orangeous.org/personal/KARINVANESSA.wmv"&gt;http://www.orangeous.org/personal/KARINVANESSA.wmv&lt;/a&gt; it is hosted by orangeous, so it explains why the address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112826809538310934?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112826809538310934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112826809538310934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112826809538310934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112826809538310934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hate-chokers.html' title='I hate chokers'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112789481039002761</id><published>2005-09-28T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:17:46.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/DSC02981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with fire has its consequences&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure u have read the newspaper. Schools are taking action against those students 'flaming' teachers on blogs as stated in the newspaper. The students were then asked to remove those content and suspended from school for 3 days. It's quite stupid for those who did that, knowing that the internet world is so easily accessible. So straight after yesterday's publish of this article, Mr Lau spoke to us regarding this matter this morning assembly. Yea, saying that we must be responsible for our actions and the consequences of our doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's freaky how teachers managed to find out their students blog. Who knows, my school teachers do that too? Geez... That's bad, I wouldnt want them to know my blog. Haha. So better to be safe than sorry, dont 'flame' your teachers, friends, school, &lt;strong&gt;anyone&lt;/strong&gt;. Dont be like *Xiaxue. Opps, i just did that. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My apologises. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Her blogging account got hacked by someone whom i guess don't really like her very much because she bad mouth people in her blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[UPDATE]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fucking shit. i really admire this son of a bitch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fannyowemoney.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogging-kills_28.html"&gt;http://fannyowemoney.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogging-kills_28.html&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/16407177-112789481039002761?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112789481039002761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112789481039002761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112789481039002761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112789481039002761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/flame.html' title='Flame'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112780886324662929</id><published>2005-09-27T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:33:00.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belle</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/mr_cartoon_3rd_lasers_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;pretty mama&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today is a bad day. i got back some of my prelim papers and i think it was quite screwed up. i was extremely disappointed in my chemistry and my emath. i didnt expect my chemistry to be like 48/65 and my sub sci to be B4. this is really bad, SUB science B4?! goodness. blame it all on practical which really pulled my grade down. i shall not talk about emath, it is really depressing. careless mistake. i was quite okay with my amath marks despite failing it, but i &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; Mrs Yeong calculated my marks wrongly so in the end, i might pass. &lt;em&gt;Prays hard&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all this unravelling of &lt;em&gt;demoralisers&lt;/em&gt;, i think i might not be able to get into 3 month course. actually, the chances are next to impossible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112780886324662929?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112780886324662929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112780886324662929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112780886324662929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112780886324662929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/belle.html' title='Belle'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112772496635348032</id><published>2005-09-26T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:21:01.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun Is Gone Before It Shines</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/DSC02466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112772496635348032?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112772496635348032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112772496635348032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112772496635348032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112772496635348032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/sun-is-gone-before-it-shines.html' title='The Sun Is Gone Before It Shines'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112763417941767010</id><published>2005-09-25T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T15:42:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falsa Baiana</title><content type='html'>well, i just watched Woman On Top on channel 5. it's quite good, esp with penelope cruz. the music is just so soothing too. yea, my title for this post is one of the songs featured in the movie. i have no idea what does it mean, so dont ask me. hahah. this movie was released in 2000 or 2001, i cant remember, i didnt find the movie title catchy, so didnt give a damn. but now, i know this title is actually quite...*ahem* you know... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love this weekend. i slept till like 1pm? woohoo. power. but hey, this is just a weekend break for this week. study will continue very soon after i get my prelim results next week. i am not going to screw up O levels just because of a moment of playfulness, laziness. i dont know how this certificate is really taking control of my future. it's just a paper! you tear it, and it is gone. it is not like some magical thing. &lt;em&gt;whatever. &lt;/em&gt;i cant wait till Os are over, really. like who doesn't wants it to be over. i guess the moment that everyone is waiting for after four/five years in secondary school is for O levels to come and&lt;em&gt; poof&lt;/em&gt;. And enjoy life for the time being before you have to snap back to reality when the results are released in 2006.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112763417941767010?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112763417941767010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112763417941767010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112763417941767010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112763417941767010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/falsa-baiana.html' title='Falsa Baiana'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112745761710776154</id><published>2005-09-23T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T16:39:03.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I See The Light, But No...</title><content type='html'>prelims are OVER. i dont give a shit about CME. seriously, i dont know why my sch still has CME exam when other schools dont already have it. and i got laughed at because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog and phy/chem paper 1 were definitely more difficult than mid yr exam's. i was shaking my leg through out the papers. which means i am very nervous. oh well, it's over now, i am glad it is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the war is yet to be over. O levels will be my final battle, afterwhich i hope to enrich myself by taking up electric guitar lessons, wakeboarding(if i can, haha) and work! i wanna earn extra money to buy material stuffs, lol. i dont really care if i get into 3 months course anymore since everything cant be changed anymore. so i will just live with it if i cant get in, but if i were able to, maybe that's something good. but... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, if you saw the news, US govt is evacuating people from texas. i think it is good that US govt is learning from their mistakes by taking precautions earlier. And also, the people are heeding advise to out the hell out of Dodge and not wait till the storm arrives like what happened in New Orleans. As one Houston county judge commmented, &lt;em&gt;“Don’t follow the example of Katrina and wait. No one will come and get you during the storm.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112745761710776154?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112745761710776154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112745761710776154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112745761710776154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112745761710776154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay-i-see-light-but-no.html' title='Okay, I See The Light, But No...'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112735391423520796</id><published>2005-09-22T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T09:51:54.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Like a Light at the End of the Tunnel</title><content type='html'>prelims are most or less over with science and geog paper 1 tmr to mark the end of the essence of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was amath paper 2. i have to say that it is definitely easier than paper 1. but something that made me very depress was a surds question. i went into the examination hall with confidence that my surds wouldnt fail me. then i saw the question for surds, it caused me inferiority. i left it till i finished the paper. after i 'finished' the paper, i went back to it, with little hope that i would get the answer, but i tried. i was writing at a normal pace, not speeding through my workings. then, as i wrote, i realise i was probably correct, but Mdm Yani picked up the microphone, ''Your time is up, pens down and stop writing.'' ARGH!, i think i lost probably 3 marks for not doing the rest of the workings. Yes that 3 marks really mattered; every single mark matters. i went back home, i attempted that question again, and DAMN!!!!!! i was really correct. i pressed my calculator and yes, my answer matches the question. i really do feel like shit now, questioning myself, had i had more confidence in myself, i would have completed that question. RAH RAH RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is another lesson i have learnt. i hope i wouldnt commit the same mistake during O levels. btw, i dont think i have much hope of entering the 3 months course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112735391423520796?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112735391423520796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112735391423520796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112735391423520796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112735391423520796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-like-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='It&apos;s Like a Light at the End of the Tunnel'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112697509577225669</id><published>2005-09-18T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:31:46.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking Funny Audios</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orangeous.org/media/bolampah.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boh Lam Pah CLICK HERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is an ah beng singing, with some hokkien here and there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orangeous.org/media/Bangla_pwn3d.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangla vs Ah Beng CLICK HERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a bangla trying to speak dialect. LMAO. real funny. but PARENTAL ADVISORY.&lt;/p&gt;these audios are from &lt;a href="http://www.orangeous.org"&gt;Orangeous.&lt;/a&gt; . check it out. it's got some real stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112697509577225669?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112697509577225669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112697509577225669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112697509577225669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112697509577225669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/freaking-funny-audios.html' title='Freaking Funny Audios'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112636568787791956</id><published>2005-09-10T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T23:32:18.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nano</title><content type='html'>DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/galleryimage06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look how small it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/galleryimage09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look how slim it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/galleryimage012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have bought the ipod photo that soon. is it 30GB, i dont know if i can even fully utilise the storage at all. it is also less portable. whatever. i can store more photos and songs mah.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipod nano is available in BLACK! rah. ipod mini is replaced by this at the same price and it is even more worth it as it is with colour and you can load photo. so Zhen Ai, if u see this, u must thank your mum for not wanting to buy mini for you for this ipod is way much cooler and worth it. btw is is 3GB or 4GB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112636568787791956?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112636568787791956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112636568787791956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112636568787791956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112636568787791956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/nano.html' title='nano'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112624403898347777</id><published>2005-09-09T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:50:33.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina</title><content type='html'>BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;9 March 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/before.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;31 August 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/after.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/beckhamfootball/story.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;images courtesy &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com"&gt;http://www.cnn.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note the differences? look at this site for more details&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112624403898347777?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112624403898347777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112624403898347777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112624403898347777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112624403898347777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina.html' title='Katrina'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112624123811592681</id><published>2005-09-09T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:48:06.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With All The Pain You Drain From Love BOOKS</title><content type='html'>prelims are 2 days away from me and i am starting to have a sign of rejection of books. that's baaad... rah. i hate this feeling. and because of the preparation of prelims, i have to say no to chermaine for training this afternoon. rah &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope today will be a productive day and can manage to finish 3 chapters of geog- plate tectonics, coasts, natural veg. these are the chapters i had studied for mock, so i think i can get them into my mind quite fast. i pray i can do it. sigh. and also brush up on my emath! i guess i have to study till quite late tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 4.15pm i have a dental appointment. argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112624123811592681?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112624123811592681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112624123811592681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112624123811592681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112624123811592681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/with-all-pain-you-drain-from-love.html' title='With All The Pain You Drain From &lt;s&gt;Love&lt;/s&gt; BOOKS'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112610751739451313</id><published>2005-09-07T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:38:37.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Many Feelings, Too Little Words</title><content type='html'>i had this sudden rush of thoughts so i decided to blog. actually it started with this dream. i didnt remember this dream when i woke up, but some how it found me. this dream was about my first best friend in primary sch. i dont wish to address that person. anyway, that dream showed only her face and i suppose, if i didnt recall wrongly, no words were spoken. weird, i look at her and so did she look back at me. slowly from that dream, i began a mind map of things that took place with her in the past. this made me quite nostalgic when i look back. like when she invited me over her house, but on that invition card she wrote the wrong date and ended up a joke when i went over to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, not all were that happy. there were certainly disappointment moments i remembered. our friendship ended not because of arguements, but some how it ended silently as we ''graciously'' drift apart from each other. well, whatever, it has been over for about 5 years? i've moved on very well and moreover, it didnt hurt very much either as it didnt end suddenly. so i guess it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some friends passed me by, some left my life and some stayed on to explore the world together with me.&lt;br /&gt;For those who stayed one, i thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For those whom i missed out, i regret.&lt;br /&gt;For those who left...? too many feelings, too little words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112610751739451313?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112610751739451313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112610751739451313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112610751739451313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112610751739451313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-many-feelings-too-little-words.html' title='Too Many Feelings, Too Little Words'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16407177.post-112601131485426879</id><published>2005-09-06T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:16:51.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break it up Make it up what do You think?</title><content type='html'>physic practical was a screw up. my graph ended up in a 's' shape like graph. chem was so better. i guess i like chem more than phy. headed for town for lunch with yj, yx, mich, steff at mos burger. their burger is so juicy! so nice, probably i havent had it for a long time. their fries werent that good though, kinda dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went window shopping and i have no idea why, we started to grab one another's ankel esp yj and mich. haha. went down to the crumpler shop in paragon to check out if the shoulder pad was available yet, but no, it was a disappointment for me that i have to wait for yet another period of time; the shoulder pad came and gone. rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and i dropped by the ice cream man's. while i waited patiently for the previous customer to finish purchasing her ice cream , there came a bitch who blatantly cut my queue. goodness. how shameless. intially, i did want to tell her that i came first, but nah. i was wearing a school uniform so i gave up that idea. also, why should i be so ungracious to actually tell the bitch off and become on par with her- a bitch. Currently listening to: The Killers- change your mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16407177-112601131485426879?l=unjustified-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/feeds/112601131485426879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16407177&amp;postID=112601131485426879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112601131485426879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16407177/posts/default/112601131485426879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unjustified-.blogspot.com/2005/09/break-it-up-make-it-up-what-do-you.html' title='Break it up Make it up what do You think?'/><author><name>cuiling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440655779361926771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
