<?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-10524408</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:00:28.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret stars</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524408.post-1344809979800585709</id><published>2007-02-03T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:27:35.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heres a song for you lovely</title><content type='html'>hello! ive been wanting to update this for quite long already but theres this new google-blogger thingy ive got to do and this little bit of administrative hassle has actually put off my intention to fill you guys in on my life. anyway lous has a blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats one. next is... i'm 20. j'ai vingt ans. wo er shi shui le. wah si jee chap hui. thanks for the cake and "surprise" guys, and the very exciting drive to holland v that almost got us all killed! hahaha and to hall ppl who very conveniently shifted my entire room out into another. so sweet of you guys....very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...i am officially a legal class 1/2/3/3A/3B (either one la) driver! yes thank you. still cant believe it. but whatever lous you've still got your basic theory HAHA god im so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hall musical coming in about 3 weeks. come watch guys! i promise it'll be good! at least show some support for yours truly here. im actually quite excited but thing is im worried about dancing in heels cos ya, u have seen me in heels. and its like walking on stilts for me. so ya. but still it'll be great.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's alyssa's first month! after wasting our lives in toys r us for about 2 hours i finally bought those coloured play balls you find in ikea's entrance. that enclosed space filled with balls for kids ya i dont know what you call it but ya. and some tent thingy. adrienne loves it shes been taking one ball from the living room and bringing it to me in my room. and i collected about 11 balls already. hahahahaha. i love adrienne! and thanks to foo for saving my life today. totally "legendary" all the way. and i realise i lie a lot. i tell a lot of lies. but white lies la. but still! its not deliberate! and it doesnt hurt anyone. so yah. i hope i dont go to hell. that was so random. oh!! o just remembered, adrienne actually likes watching the david letterman version of #41 of dave matthews. she LOVES the video shes like dancing and nodding and clapping to it! omg. but my sis's gonna be pissed though she wants to enrol her in the lee something wong school of music in hopes of producing another stefanie sun. but it wont happen cos i wont allow it! adri is gonna wear thick eyeliner by 5 and have 5 ear piercings by 8. and she will learn drums when shes 9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-1344809979800585709?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/1344809979800585709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=1344809979800585709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/1344809979800585709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/1344809979800585709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2007/02/heres-song-for-you-lovely.html' title='heres a song for you lovely'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116828326634053699</id><published>2007-01-09T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T03:07:46.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frenchhhhhh</title><content type='html'>the only thing exciting this week is.... french! im taking french. im cannot wait to take french. cannot emphasise further. then again, its only monday, so ya many more exciting stuff to come later on. work was a bitch, met the diner from hell. long story but anyway shes a complete moron. screw u i hope u get indigestion from the amount u ate la. zzzzzzz. okay im taking french!! okay. its weiliangs bday today. ahahahaha. and since we at block D of temasek hall are so chummy and lovey and dovey we decided to give him a nice present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/379367/09-01-07_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/320/952812/09-01-07_0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah isnt this gorgeous!! we used toilet paper, cellophane paper, styrofoam stars, post its, newpaper and some cutting from it that reads "only at $4.95" ahahaha this is hilarious. he just turned 23. that is so freaking old omg. life at &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/66528/09-01-07_0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/320/977508/09-01-07_0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this point has no meaning anymore la seriously hahahaha. oh! and my sis has given birth already guys hahaha. she had contractions while attending the eason chan concert. yes eason chan dont ask me. so yeah. i think shes gonna be charlotte. or alexandra if my sis insists. i still prefer charlotte! shannons still the best la, but ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/379367/09-01-07_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/379367/09-01-07_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/379367/09-01-07_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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title='frenchhhhhh'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116646550917634492</id><published>2006-12-20T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:45:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old (and new) times</title><content type='html'>random barrage of random photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/690681/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/690681/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/320/241179/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/719565/ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/320/661393/ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/833641/jooey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/320/68101/jooey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/703894/foo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/320/543500/foo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7614/817/1600/784245/3some.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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for us, with me renting garden state and she's the man and then foo renting 10 things i hate about you, texas chainsaw, and breakfast at tiffany's! hahaha i love movie marathons, they make me feel like a complete slob and i love it. but i'm just becoming more disillusioned with life, how can u not after u watch teen flicks with such hot male leads? even breakfast at tiffany's, which was filmed in 1961, george peppard was so hot in a 1960s way! seriously, i wanna live in the 1950s-60s. not in this goddamn country of course but in the states. i think the movie really created this idealistic american culture and icon but i dont care la that era was so cool. either that or the 1990s. as in, im at this age during the 1990s. cos thats when jeff buckley was still around, and mtv wasnt dominated with stupid shows like pimp my ride and boom top 10 and whatever retarded program like laguna beach omg wheres the music?!?! anyway, i highly recommend garden state too, zach braff is amazing there! hes so damn talented he wrote directed and starred in it! and the soundtrack is O.M.G. he picked the songs himself and i cannot stress how amazing the soundtrack is. arggghhhhhh i feel so elizabeth bates right now. i wanna read brave new world. i wanna watch interview with the vampire now. im in the perfect mood for it right now. i love new slang by the shins. i cant believe it has been in my ipod all this time and i didnt even pay any attention to it. i love the person who sent it to me. i love you!!! and gaspard ulliel is starring in hannibal lector airing next year, which is like less than a months time. cant wait. i love movies. i wanna be a director. actually no, its too tiring. i wanna be a movie critic. and i want to watch.....primal fear. in fact all i want is to sit in a park under a tree and read the alchemist and listen to the shins. and theres nice a cool breeze and there're kids cycling in the area. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tiffanys'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116568656135654774</id><published>2006-12-10T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:49:21.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi im lous.&lt;br /&gt;i have no talent and i want to marry a double cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;i love boys who live in zinc houses and hop around barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to make a living out of clapping.&lt;br /&gt;i am the original prankster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116568656135654774?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524408.post-116568614569133486</id><published>2006-12-10T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:42:25.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i tink i lub lous</title><content type='html'>roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;violets are blue,&lt;br /&gt;i lub kai lan&lt;br /&gt;and my bro in law too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116568614569133486?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116568614569133486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116568614569133486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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wondered who the hell he was, and cos i was back to listening to kinda operatic songs ie. queen &amp; nightwish, i just googled queen for fun and there you go mercury for you! and he's actually of indian descent! thats so cool. and he's real name is Farrokh Bulsara! HOW DO U PRONOUNCE THAT? and steve tyler kinda looks like him. okay enough about him. i just came back to hall after a fantastic weekend of total slacking. i love not thinking. not thinking as in school work thinking la you know what i mean! hahaha that was so bimbotic. anyway laura is IN LOVE. HAHAHAHAHAHA. foo is in love. the most un-emotional girl who doesnt give a shit if you fall flat on your face is in loveeeeeeeeeeee! i wont continue, we'll se what happens. hahahaha this is the most hilarious thing in the world. you may hate me for it now foo, but 10 years you're gonna love me to death for it! hahahaha! hilarious. i saw adrienne this morning. she came into my room and called me! like "yeee yeeee" but i was still sleeping so i was damn disoriented i was just like hi adriennnnnneeee wheres your barney? then she pointed to her shirt! (she was wearing a barney shirt) shes so cute and omg i cannot take it! then she said nai nai (night night) and bye bye! then she waved. and i woke up 7 hours later yes i woke up at 330. i love adrienne! zzzzzz. and my craving for sushi is starting again. lous when are we gg westmall again! i need sushi okay. its my sustenance. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=iuY6Qhmcl70&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=iuY6Qhmcl70&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brian is so hot in the video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116394439931858234?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116394439931858234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116394439931858234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116394439931858234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116394439931858234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/11/somebody-to-loveeeeee.html' title='somebody to loveeeeee'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116376281484857597</id><published>2006-11-17T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T19:26:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>its nia's birthday today! so many birthdays. anyways happy birthday babe! cant wait to see you SAT man. which is tomorrow. okay so i just wanted to say my biological clock IS DAMN SCREWED omg i swear im living in the united states ok i slept at NINE AM yesterday! so i just woke up and it feels damn off i feel so groggy and dizzy and off and i wanna play the piano cos when im off i get sudden cravings to do random stuff. i finished 80% of what i set out to finish in my mugging session, 20% not completed due to people like douglas being all gay and annoying and when his gf comes he's a completely different person its damn weird haha ok he does not have my blog add. i think? ya. but whatever i dont care i thought his gf was quite sweet and pretty initially but yday after i met her shes so damn unfriendly!! i mean, when you meet aquaintances at the very least you smile or what right? if not then dont smile la. but i dunno she looked at minsun and i with such contempt! im quite pissed. i smiled at her btw. and she just looked at me like that. THROUGH me. even minsun agreed. but then i guess shes like that to any girl whos with him la so its okay i forgive you. hahaha. im so tired. drained. i wanna play the piano. there're actually lots of nice piano songs out there, like john legend's ordinary people and gary jules's mad world. go listen. its really good. i realise my preference for certain music genres are changing. thats a good thing btw. hahaha. and i just have to say this, i really think mcr's new album sucks. first one was barely there, but this one's the final nail to their coffin. hahaha only in my world that is. they're getting so damn popular la everyone i know likes them. i wanna play piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from dinner just now, and i was talking to pj about this prc sinseh masssaging my ankle and i imitated her accent, and then after that i turned around and i saw this guy staring at me. and hes a prc but speaks fluent english. did i mention it was like a death stare?! i felt soooo bad i swear i really have to stop being so narrow minded and ignorant. no more making fun of them. ever. at least not in public. anyway here's a recent pic of adrienne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="289" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3095.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116376281484857597?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116376281484857597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116376281484857597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116376281484857597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116376281484857597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/11/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116353073964128117</id><published>2006-11-15T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:58:59.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buckley is still king</title><content type='html'>this blog is as stale as leftover garlic bread from last chrismas. last last last more like it. anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAURA FOO!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthdays are overrated though i think. hahaha how appropriate. but ya i guess as you grow older your friends are no longer perpetually around u anymore and its harder to organise birthdays and gatherings and all that. so i feel bad not buying anything for foo cos i really have no time and i dunno its just that...there're so many birthdays! i dont think she minds. i dont even think she even gives a shit in the first place. but ya. i think there's no longer a need to celebrate birthdays after 19 years old cos once you turn 20 its just freaking depressing to know that you really have to grow up now. not that age defines your maturity entirely. but ya i hope you get my point! i dont wanna grow old. ever. i dont ever wanna put on those disgusting well-pressed office clothing with black heels and take the 8am bus to take the train to go to work. then you have a lunch break at 1 with your colleagues in some cheapass kopitiam and struggle to find topics to talk about when everyone knows no one has anything in common. then you go back to your office and work then take the bus to take the train home. then you have dinner that your lovely mom cooked and after that you shower and watch some tv and surf the net and the cycle continues. that is about the most ideal life im striving for. go office clothes go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i totally digressed. oh ya lous and i were talking about suicide and all the other day and we came up with a few ways to kill ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 eat will we die&lt;br /&gt;#2 laugh till we die&lt;br /&gt;#3 tie ourselves up and get someone to tickle us till we die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya thats about it. very limited options. have to think of more la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jeff buckley is still the number 1 artist in my ipod. he is really king! i get goosebumps listening to him. i was looking at the celeb playlists in itunes, and ashlee simpson and mandy moore love his songs too. so.............ya. i dont whether thats good or bad. but ya. hahaha. lous and i ate sushi the other day at westmall, and this very random waiter walked past and we both looked at him. and then out of the blue she goes "OMG GWENDO YOU'RE GOING TO MARRY THAT KINDA GUY!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go and die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was so damn random and the best part is he was just standing right behind her! yay. he's at least 35 years old and he wore a thick gold chain necklace please. i dont know how i can deviate from cone to this uncle over here. haahahha and omg i was just talking to foo about max on the phone and omg its hilarious! its like, THREE YEARS already thank you hahahaha this is damn funny. thinking back i was so damn retarded wth can i detach jc1 out of my life?! it was horrific! a horrific year. but at least i met nice ppl like alvin(ia) hahaha and rachael! at least. okay study time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116353073964128117?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116353073964128117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116353073964128117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116353073964128117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116353073964128117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/11/buckley-is-still-king.html' title='buckley is still king'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116161123944102586</id><published>2006-10-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:47:19.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last goodbye</title><content type='html'>im in love with jeff buckley. and hes dead. and has already been for the past NINE years! oh my god. this is bad. i'll have to thank zach braff for allowing me to 'stumble' onto his music. hahaha i make them sound like my friends (i wish) but yah its his celebrity playlist that had jeff in it and so i randomly clicked on it....and the rest is history. to all of you who still appreciate good music amidst singers that sing about london bridges and stars that are blind, please download last goodbye and grace by jeff buckley! lous and tania/rooney/looney/markow (HAHA) who are simple plan and click 5 lovers dont bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Pw9GYbT-9RE"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=Pw9GYbT-9RE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes really damnnnnn good i cannot emphasise any further. and hes so freaking hot! okay hes dead. gone. six feet under. RIP dude. anyways laura and i had supper with alvin(ia) who drove his dads car. i dont think he reads my blog so i can bitch all i want hahaha! actually im very mean to him but im sorry i cannot help it its just damn funny! anyways the spoiler of the car is abt as tall as yao ming and there was like 59 stickers in every language except english plastered over the car. and when u turned the engine on, blue luminous lights switch on in the front seats! its really DAMN AH BENG. i honestly felt damn shy to enter the car cos its really the kinda cars i bitch about when i see on the road. hahhaaha! anyways we ended up eating at THE HAWKER AT MY PLACE and we got lost and nia is a very reckless driver and i was very hungry and..... the car is damn beng. hahaha okay enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adrienne can walk now! shes so adorable i cannot take it. lous and tania came over on sun to see her and lous has a crush on douglas. RIGHT LOUISA? she keeps going on and on and on about him and even though she says he cant sing i know deep down she just wants to hug him cos my dear friend louisa likes hugging boys she doesnt know. i think her aim in life is to hug about 90 so far she has like 88 more to go. maybe the number is lesser im not sure, she could be hugging random a boy right now. so ya if ure a guy and reading this u might wanna help my friend out here and leave me your details so i can arrange the hugging session. and i need to study finals are coming zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116161123944102586?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116161123944102586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116161123944102586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116161123944102586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116161123944102586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-goodbye.html' title='last goodbye'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116128811175400692</id><published>2006-10-20T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T04:01:51.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over before it has begun</title><content type='html'>band has been fun. despite having very few jamming sessions with the band ie. mark and friends ahha yes we named it after our lead guitarist and its a cool band name (albeit temoporary, obviously) and its hilarious! it was just a mini gig, nothing much, but still first time ever to perform in front of people you didnt actually know....its quite cool. thanks for coming down guys even though i totally didnt want you guys to come cos its far too troublesome (YEAH RIGHT HAHA) but ya your "silent" support is much appreciated! anyways here are the links to the performances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zpv8iMcGY6c"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zpv8iMcGY6c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUY_xcn9LNw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUY_xcn9LNw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dB (other half of TH band)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzE69STu2tI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzE69STu2tI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gzNJm4Cdks"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gzNJm4Cdks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go our very first gig and im sure theres many more to come yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3039.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the banddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3064.jpg" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" height="243" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3045.jpg" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus dear ol' louisa who is photophobic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="244" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3078.jpg" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one million and one yellow&lt;br /&gt;post its they stuck.&lt;br /&gt;eg. "i &lt;3 ronald susilo"&lt;br /&gt;eg2. "be strong. i love myself"&lt;br /&gt;eg3. "i'm bulimic 4ever"&lt;br /&gt;eg4. "no...no...no... spice girls 4ever"&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;went for night cycling last week too. it was quite fun, but most of the time we were cycling so didnt get to talk much cept to sing really loudly (and mostly out of tune) and since i was the slowest cyclist i was RIGHT IN FRONT (zzz) and ya im glad im still alive considering the number of stupid cars (mainly taxis) who honked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3005.jpg" width="424" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_3014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" height="241" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_3014.jpg" width="389" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay TGIF. i think i hated fridays for period of time. but its cool now. fridays are cool. oh and liv and i drove weiliangs van just now. weiliangs a nice guy who lends me his van and lets me ram, i mean drive it around. hahahaha. but anyways, we had a close shave just now but since we're cool people i shall not elaborate on it. hahahaha and my parking rocks. wished i took a picture and posted it here, but im shall not be so cocky la right. ya....all this coming from someone who still hasnt got her license. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. and foo spilt MANGO JUICE over my laptop and now the keypad feels a bit funny to type on theyre kinda...sticky. YOU WATCH OUT FOO. hahahah just you wait.....just youuuuuuuu wait. hahahhahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116128811175400692?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116128811175400692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116128811175400692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116128811175400692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116128811175400692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-over-before-it-has-begun.html' title='its over before it has begun'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116042989577237960</id><published>2006-10-10T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T05:38:15.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only when i sleep</title><content type='html'>today's our first band practice session and it was fantastic im so excited we actually played as a band. even though i only played keyboards which is frankly quite boring it was so damn cool how all the instruments came together with the vocals to create a proper song! but i had to act cool a bit cannnot be so rara and go OMG OMG OMG so i just stayed behind my keyboard and figured the possible rhythmic patterns for the song, which was something refreshing cos i never got to do stuff like that while learning piano. all i did was....very uninteresting stuff .maybe its cos i could identify with the song since it isnt all classical and mozarty. i dont know. but its so cool! and fun! and even shumin the vocalist was like "omg this is so cool how everything just comes together" etc etc and ya have i mentioned HOW EXCITED I AM? im sucha teenybopper, but its my very first time having a proper "jamming" session ok. im so surprised i can still remember all the chord progressions on piano. i think this is non-procedural memory. hahaha psychology overdose. oh and i have psy lecture in about 6.5 hours. woohoo. my biological clock is OFFICIALLY screwed. and i ate sushi AGAIN for dinner for like the 44918043 time already. this has got to stop. im quite sick of sushi. but anyway lous and i came up with the MOST BRILLIANT PLAN known to mankind! plan for? its top secret. sorry. but really, its gonna be the most exciting thing we're gonna do this year! HAHA. oh and the other band i watched them play yellow and chasing cars and time is running out and though chasing cars is the most annoying song in the world i thought they did a really nice rendition. at least it didnt sound anything like jon leong. okay nightssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116042989577237960?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116042989577237960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116042989577237960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116042989577237960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116042989577237960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/10/only-when-i-sleep.html' title='only when i sleep'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116031669112085338</id><published>2006-10-08T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:11:31.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ode to my family</title><content type='html'>cranberries are the saddest band in the world i tell you. maybe they have happier songs now but their "no need to argue" album is really so melancholic it can make a clown sob. im listening to it now and even though i mentioned this about 536320 times already, their album was the very first album i ever bought! yes, when i was in primary 5. so thats QUITE cool isnt it? i have to mention this la, cos after that as i got older i bought so many shameful albums i need the cranberries to offset them. hahaha. yah... ode to my family is so sad i feel like crap now. see how songs influence you and your life? and its on repeat. yay more sadness and emoness to come. anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/IMG_2991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/IMG_2991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my street fighter hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i love it. its turning into a lighter shade of blue now, and eventually it'll be green and then blonde and then some colour not even worth mentioning. okay yay my neighbour just threw me a packet of hello panda! ahhahahaa damn random. i've yet to find 2 cups and a nice thick long string so i can do that telephone thingy with him upstairs since he's directly above my room. ahahahaha. ive never tried it in my life since my childhood consisted mainly of bad haircuts and terrible fashion sense so....its quite exciting! hahaha so next time we can just communicate using that thing wo me going up and him coming down. so primitive, but i like. and has anyone seen tata young's latest music video? its called el nin-yo! the song is quite catchy in a transvestite way, but omg she totally wins paris hands down in terms of slutiness! during the ENTIRE video she has about 87 wardrobe changes of lingerie. from corsets to pushups to maximisers to whatever i dont know anymore she has it all! and shes a man! so what is she doing in those outfits?! i mean, underwear? she is a man. SHES A MAN! i cannot help it, shes a man. and the worst part is she thinks shes a hot babe. thats totally wrong girl. but anyways whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116031669112085338?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116031669112085338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116031669112085338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116031669112085338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116031669112085338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/10/ode-to-my-family.html' title='ode to my family'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-116007207290250612</id><published>2006-10-06T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T02:14:32.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need sushi.</title><content type='html'>i have the biggest most enormouse gigantic crazy craving for sushi right now and im going to do mental ill if i dont have it soon. so thats why first thing tomorrow when i wake up im going to westmall for sushi by hook or by crook, meaning even if no one can make it i'll go myself and takeaway. im suffering from sushi withdrawal symptoms now, but its okay i will just suck it up and drink my teh peng and quit whining cos whining is damn annoying. and i think that was the longest sentence ive ever typed without a fullstop. HEEHAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why im updating so damn often now but i think its rather therapeutic considering how much rubbish i have on my mind right now. but its okay, i'll get over, LIKE I ALWAYS DO. hahaha. what do i want to say? oh, i dont think i mentioned it in my earlier entries, but i strreaked my hair BLUE! WOOHOO! its gorgeous, i love it and its so gorgeous i love it. I LOVE IT. though it burnt like an entire ginormous hole in my pocket im still cool with it. anything for the stuff i love. liv bought me the same carpet she has for me! yay thanks liv. now at least my room has something with more than 2 colours. hahaha. but the carpet is kinda powerpuff, but i still love it. ahahahaha. and i love it when the rest are online at the same time and we all change our nicknames to the most random stuff in the world. HAHA. lous is the original prankster i know. and she had "GWENDO HAS AN INDIAN BOYFRIEND" as her personal msg and i had XIN NIAN KUAI LE for my nickname and tree had HONG PAO NA LAI i was laughing till i almost died and my neighbour upstairs thought i finally went bonkers and laughed to myself but that was obviously not the case cos my friends are so damn funny?! ahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today's alvin's birthday! though its technically over but still? and i actually remembered! no actually i didnt i was looking at my hp calendar and there it was 5th oct in bold "alvin's bday". hahahahahaha. i liked his 18th bday. it was hilarious. his reaction is hilarious. "ohhh howww cute" hahahahah. i miss cj lah damn it. i hope someone will wanna eat sushi tmr damn it. arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I WANT SUSHI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall change topic and get my mind off SUSHI. what else....i think my US history tutor loves me. IM SERIOUS. i mean, i dont even respond to her questions 90% of the time, and when i finally do after no one else wants to say anything she goes "yes youre right! thats it thats why..." and when other people answer she'll just go "uhhh well okay...." i swear and my answer wasnt even that relevant! and when she started taking attendance and went "gwendolyn?" i raised my hand and she gave me a NOD and smiled!!! and to the rest she simply ticked the names off. i swear. and previous tutorials, when i asked her sth she goes like "thats a VERY GOOD QUESTION!" and goes on explaining it for the next 10 mins. okay. hopefully she likes me enough to pass my mid term essay cos i TOTALLY SCREWED IT. yes thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-116007207290250612?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/116007207290250612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=116007207290250612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116007207290250612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/116007207290250612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-need-sushi.html' title='i need sushi.'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115998784044308421</id><published>2006-10-05T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T02:50:40.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almond crush</title><content type='html'>i ate sushi today! thanks for dinner lous, i still cant believe that crap i typed for you in 10 mins managed to get you a B but its not an A so i wont continue boasting. ha ha ha. we laughed like nut fucks at sakae westmall and everyone looked at us but we love it cos who ever said we had to behave like proper civilised ADULTS? sorry. not 20 yet. we laughed till we had abs and our sushi carbs digested quicker than normal. and tanias a flirt cos she goes "hi im &lt;em&gt;ten-nier&lt;/em&gt;" to boys she meets for the first time. HAHAHA. and apparently they happily came to the conclusion that i have an indian boyfriend. why? i was eating sushi and lous proclaimed OUT OF THE BLUE that "omg gwendo you look like you have an indian boyfriend HAHASHFSKGHQ#TWR!R@#$@%" and bla bla bla. its okay, coming from people who think that i should marry my brother in law and ronald susilo. ahahhahaah. i dont know how rubbishy can we get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we decided to give nat a surprise visit. so i called her home to check if she was around and she picked up. "hello? helloo??? HELLO?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shes around, we hid at the staircase landing cos the moment we tiptoed to her house paris started barking like there was no tomorrow. and we freaked cos we were on a secret mission and were actually planning to do a carol outside her house, but we were debating if we should do jingle bells or rudolph. but anyway, we didnt cos paris barked and we ran back to the staircase landing. nats mom got a bit suspicious and we could see her standing at her gate checking if there were any moronic pranksters lurking around with nothing better to do than to induce non-stop paris barking. so i started meowing and paris barked louder, nat got pissed and we freaked but in the end we headed to her place with much apprehension i have no idea why WHEN SHES ACTUALLY OUR FRIEND. yeah this took about 1/2. so we were stooges again and BLOPPED on her couch watching cheesy chn8 drama serials and freaking out when the camera zoomed in a bit too close to terence chao aka bae yong jun wannabe's face. and CK's model hugo sauzay (not sure abt sp) is so hot! but dont worry nat u can have him all to yourself. hahaha. i dont like YOUNGER BOYS. ahem. okay FRIDAY FRIDAY woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115998784044308421?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115998784044308421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115998784044308421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115998784044308421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115998784044308421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/10/almond-crush.html' title='almond crush'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115980638966687870</id><published>2006-10-03T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:53:34.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>i really hope i dont close the window after i update again just like what i actually did this afternoon. but anyways, im listening to fever dream by iron and wine now, liv sent it, and i think its the best song to listen to when u wanna stone at night. its very melancholic, and simple and everything that'll make you kinda sad and emo-y and whatever else that is depressing. yeah.... so many things happened in a month i dont know how to start. firstly i just wanna say i miss you guys a lot and by you guys i mean.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/our%20pop%20retreat!%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 501px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" height="251" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/our%20pop%20retreat%21%20040.jpg" width="643" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/our%20pop%20retreat!%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/our%20pop%20retreat!%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eil who isnt here.... i think the chalet was really the most fun we ever had in a damn long time. screaming at the top of our lungs and behaving as though there were no such things as cops! yes that was fun.... but everyone has their thing now, poly...attachment....nus... blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;its okay december will come sooner than you and i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and recess week is over. okay i didnt even get to say that recess week started! see how time FLIES? its so ridiculous. but anyways, i only came back mid week to study...and guess what was the first thing that greeted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/Image148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" height="265" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/Image148.jpg" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my beloved door after it got attacked by aliens like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/Image150.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/Image150.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/Image149.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/Image149.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be a cheer up note cos i failed driving but i was quite freaked after they told me they had no idea what the hell that was. so i thought that was a preemptive move before he/she/they decide to set D303 on fire. but eventually they told me they did it.... i knew they did it but still there's a 1% chance someone's out to kill me! but anyways it was damn sweet of them la, doing those stuff at 4am. one of my slippers was on the ceiling too and its hilarious. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its october already. i still remember 23rd september. and fridays suck. TGIF is a load of crap...fridays are bad days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115980638966687870?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115980638966687870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115980638966687870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115980638966687870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115980638966687870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/10/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115631379697592303</id><published>2006-08-23T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T14:16:36.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afternoon peace</title><content type='html'>i just finished giving out the hall bash leaflets, and it was so much more difficult than i thought it to be, cos ya. haha but thank god i had lynn who also felt that it was damn retarded and difficult to give them out! so we went "eh how ah how" about 1000 times and then decided to eat lunch la. hahaha.  but i gave half my flyers to darrel who kindly offered to distribute in lecture. so thats good. foo failed the driving test cos she striked kerb, if she didnt she wouldve got 16 points and DRIVE A BLOODY CAR TO NUS but no she failed. if i were to fail like her i would kill myself but then i shouldnt be saying this kinda thing now, right? hahaha how very thoughtful. but im really surprised she didnt chalk up 50 points or something. so thats impressive already! theres hockey clinic tonight, i cant wait i need to do some exercising. and then block meeting and i'll see the scary guy who goes "i sold my soul to the devil" and i'll freak out and act arrogant. HAHA. i think im crazy. tmr's the hall bash at gotham, never been there before, and once the pageant and official thingy is over im so getting out of there COS THEY'RE GONNA START PLAYING RNB thank you i think i'll just die there. but anyways we'll see. and i wanna buy the scrubs DVD J.D is so hot and funny! he is really quite the guy i wanna make friends with. i envy elliot. hahahaha. i love scrubs. yes foo dont say anything. zzz 2 more hours till tree and liv end lecture. ZZZZZZZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115631379697592303?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115631379697592303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115631379697592303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115631379697592303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115631379697592303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/08/afternoon-peace.html' title='afternoon peace'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115608165134239614</id><published>2006-08-20T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:47:31.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just so little time</title><content type='html'>theres this particular song ive been trying to find since forever i think i mentioned it in one of my much much mucchhhh older entries, i remember the name of the band was something like arkensaw or arkansas or whatever and one fine day while im online in hall asking ppl to send me songs since i only had SEVEN my dear beloved tania sent me some random song called "so little time" and though she likes busted and simple plan and click 5 and practically every other band i cant stand, i accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. its THE song ive been looking for! and they're called ARKANA hahahaha. i was like thinking, omg this song is soooooooo familiar and yup its the p6-sec1 song i was so in love with back then! so the moral of the story is, dont underestimate people who like busted simple plan click 5. hahaha i love you tania. I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my right eye has some infection i have no idea why and the scary thing is, liv's eye was infected just the day before! and it isnt contagious. sooooo i dont know. now my right eye is half the size of my left and 10 shades redder. hurray. and anyway liv we should go running more often but leave out the emo thing after that la huh? hahaha one is enough. im glad we had that talk. maybe thats how our eye got infected, too emo already. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive planned my lessons in a way that leaves monday entirely free so guy leave your mondays free too! and nats birthday's coming this is so scary i can still remember painting foo's nails and eating so damn much during last year's! but anyway, i dont know what to get for nat. hahaha. she told me what she wanted, and i said "your wish is granted" and now im so screwed cos its practically intangile though tangible. get it? ahahah i dont think i make sense but whatever la huh. i just spent 3 hours on the piano today i think theres this inverse relationship btn me and the piano when i used to have lessons i dreaded touching the thing but now its like everytime i reach home the first thing i do is head straight for it. maybe its cos lessons are too stressful you have to ensure you're up to your teacher's standard and you play whatever she tells u too even though u hate bach and anything baroque. im glad that i stopped lessons actually even though i still have a grade left for theory. everyone goes "so you cant teach la since u dont have the full qualifications" but i dont think i wanna subject myself to another year's worth of theory and eventually end up being scared of piano again. ive sourced a few piano scores from "amelie" the movie and I LOVE IT though its pretty simple its so melodious and sweet and &lt;em&gt;french&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i cant believe joakim is still in sg idol. i can type an honours theis's worth here but on second thoughts, maybe not. all i can say is, the voters are retarded. but then again, 70% of them are girls going through puberty so i cant blame them either, if i was at their age i'll probably vote for him too hahaha. i think ken must be really pissed. i wonder whats he gonna do if he gets into the finals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115608165134239614?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115608165134239614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115608165134239614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115608165134239614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115608165134239614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-so-little-time.html' title='just so little time'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115575188466448949</id><published>2006-08-17T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T02:11:24.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girl in the back</title><content type='html'>hello hello. i finally have my lan cable! so now this is my first entry on my laptop and i seriously feel like some professional figure typing my life away on this laptop. its so cool! i wish someone could just watch me from the front and see how serious and act-professional i am right now even though....im not. anyway, todays the day the 5 of us met up in NUS! it felt oddly strange, cos i felt so at ease and familiar around them even though the surrounding were completely foreign to me. felt like CJ, except for the fact that we called one another bitch! more often than not due to the sweltering heat and mount everest worthy terrain. within 3 minutes after leaving the arts canteen foo went "i lost all the chicken rice i ate already." we were vagrants for the day, wandering around the central library but it was fun cos its been a damn long time since i had a conversation with someone who could 'understand' me (cept for my beloved A202 haha) and this better keep up cos im seriously losing myself in this place. but its okay, smile more often and everything will be alright! smile smile smile. hahaha. i was just browsing thru this book called "overcome shyness" in the co-op and randomly flipped to this page and it was something like, people wont know that youre not smiling cos youre shy but think of you as arrogant and aloof instead. i think this is sooooo true! so so true. thats what i do too. first thing that comes to my mind when that happens is, "omg soooo cocky for what..." but i think its just human nature. i look so bloody arrogant and condescending and unfriendly when im actually just stoning. its quite funny. okay anyway im gonna start running soon everyone looks so fit and toned here im so stressed. i'll prob run at night, gotta find someone who has the patience of a monk since i run at 0.0005km/hr. i think i'll start tomorrow. at most i'll just run myself. but thing is im such a motivated person i'll run out of hall to the carpark and realise ive done a great job already and walk back. livia came to my room today and we both watched sg idol, her mom came later and shes sooooooooo nice! i cant take it. i award her the most concern mother of the year 2006. hahaha. oh today i attended the lecture of my favourite module, MICROBES! haha and i was late for 20 mins since i lost my way and that has officially become a routine in my life here already. i can get myself in a fix trying to find a particular room within hall itself what more finding a LT amongst 6 others in the computing faculty? okay goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115575188466448949?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115575188466448949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115575188466448949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115575188466448949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115575188466448949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/08/girl-in-back.html' title='girl in the back'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115546698317431566</id><published>2006-08-13T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:20:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delay</title><content type='html'>its been almost one month since i last updated i realised. okay, first things first, im officially a TEMASEKIAN, the whole "some call it hostel, we call it home" thing. hahaha orientation was fun, very tiring but the seniors really did a lot to make the first years feel at home. the food sucks, ive never eaten such horrible food for such a long period of time before, but good thing is, you get to lose weight! my bottoms are looser now, and i hope to stay that way. so im praying for the food to continue to suck even more for the coming year. bidding was terrible, i almost took up some retarded module called "plants and fungi" cos everything i wanted was already taken, but of course i didnt cos seriously, plants and fungi for an entire semester?!!? but im taking one called "microbes which changed human life" i really dunno what im getting myself into, the most sophisticated science term i know is photosynthesis so im pretty screwed. okay so 2 weeks of hall orientation and thats all i have to say. hahahahaha. i actually have tons to say, but they're just not registering in my head now. im very sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115546698317431566?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115546698317431566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115546698317431566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115546698317431566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115546698317431566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/08/delay.html' title='delay'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115324867369645600</id><published>2006-07-19T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:51:13.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how much is that doggie in the window?</title><content type='html'>How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)&lt;br /&gt;The one with the waggley tail&lt;br /&gt;How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that doggie's for sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! this song is so cute!! its by patti page. i heard it while walking past breadtalk (of all places!) and actually ive never heard this song before so i asked foo to sing it again for me (with much tugging and pleading) and im gonna download it for adrienne now. this song is hilarious but so catchy! its so christmassy. but its a long way to go. and i finally bought adrienne's present today! a long sleeved top with flower patches and a ruffle skirt from guess and its so gorgeous!! shes only a year old but i gotta buy 18 months clothing for her, and those are already pretty fitting. i hope she doesnt end up obese like me next time. cant wait. and im going for mogwai's concert! i never knew they were so amazing. just heard a few of their songs and really, its a MUST to watch them. i cant wait!!! and who else is going with me? HAHA. i think its quite obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cedric told me this blog needs paragraphing. so there you go my friend, a new paragraph for you. i just realised that the number of times i've used God's name in vain a day is about the same as china's population, and its very bad because i found out quite recently that 1 of the 10 commandments forbids you to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Thou shalt not swear falsely by the name of the LORD..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its not exactly nice to keep using God's name for fun, but it never occured to me that it was actually stated in the commandments. i mean, that just totally made it sound so much more serious. so now im trying very hard to find a replacement for oh my ___. goodness is so long, gosh is just so.......i dunno, i dont like it. so the best thing to do is just stop at oh my.! when im about to tell some shocking news, i'll just go, OHHH. MYY. -pause- ....you know bla bla.... i hope it works. it better...... anyway i cant wait for mogwai. and i still remember how fio used to laugh at me when she saw mogwai in my ipod, "what kinda retarded band is this! what mogwai... mando diao?!!?" haha! okay gonna read now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115324867369645600?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115324867369645600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115324867369645600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115324867369645600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115324867369645600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-much-is-that-doggie-in-window.html' title='how much is that doggie in the window?'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115306130585214369</id><published>2006-07-16T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:30:19.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend of the night</title><content type='html'>hehehehehehe. hahahahaha. hohohohoho. i miss home. i miss my room. that's why ive been in it the entire day. feels good lying on my bed and watching goodbye lenin (again) and have i mentioned its a fantastic show? its in german, which makes it even more appealing, and i think it has done a worthy effort of capturing the contrast before and after the fall of the berlin wall. during history we only concentrated on communism till 1991 and the whole tumbling down of the berlin wall was only covered in what, 5 lines? the syllabus sucks. nothing on how the east germans coped with the wave of capitalism, careerism, consumerism, and whatever -sm there is! nope, all we learnt was "Do you think the Containment policy was successful from the period 1945-1949?" but never mind, thats &lt;strong&gt;history.&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just received a random sms from alvin(ia), "a new week of army life. say goodbye to the world for me, as i prepare to embark in this life of defending our homeland, protectors of our nation, once again." hahahahaha this is actually quite funny. but i feel quite sad for him sometimes he makes army life sound like its the gulags. he even resorted to reading.....singapore maxim!!! that is like the lowest-class mag for guys la, i've seen one issue before, and the models are really halloween material. i know, its the boobs that matters, so i wont comment any further. but still..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we had early bday celebrations for tree yday since shes gonna go genting during her actual birthday, and nat kept imitating rahimah's "perhaps" X 3 and i swear i couldve died laughing. i swear...its so funny i think i couldve laughed till my spleen burst. later on she had dinner with derrick/derek/derick and since we're such fab friends we told her we are tagging along whether she liked it or not. so tree being the angel went "okay sure come la!" but i know deep deep down the depths of her heart she was thinking of who amongst us she should voodoo first once she got home. admit it kimmy. hahaha. ya of course we didnt follow them we just wanted to see how derrick/derek/derick looked like and we parted ways and eventually ended up at baybeats and there were soooooooo many emo people i almost died the amount of eyeliner-ed people, both boys and girls, got a bit too much for us to bear. so many emo people. so many!!!! everyone looked so depressed there. just squatting at every nook and cranny of the area, smoking, being emo. there were 2 guys and girls next to me and one of the guys was posing for the camera, and omg i almost laughed in his face when i saw him he was actually sitting down with his head turned to his right and he looked down!! yes complete with the emo outfit, high-cut chucks, tapered grey pants, and checkered black and white shirt. but i could only bite my lip cos you wouldnt wanna piss a bunch of depressed people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. haagen daz is imported from france. so anti-italian fans, its safe to consume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps. lous &amp; tania &amp;amp; nat, stop headbutting me lah. i hope you do know you look like raging bulls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115306130585214369?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115306130585214369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115306130585214369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115306130585214369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115306130585214369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/07/friend-of-night.html' title='friend of the night'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115272712887616735</id><published>2006-07-13T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:58:48.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBERATION TRANSMISSION.</title><content type='html'>hello! another update you see? hahaha im actually very happy today. i woke up without ANY pain from my back at all. i felt so stressed the moment i woke up. cos for the past 2 weeks i wake up dreading to get up from my bed cos i gotta adjust my body to a certain angle to prevent any strain on my back, and then rise very very veryyy slowly. but not today!!! i just rose from my bed, just like that. its a great start to a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...where shall i start? i met up with foo and tree today, havent seen tree for AGES, and so many things happened today but its so tiring to actually blog everything out. anyway we went to hmv and this song started playing and it was quite catchy initially...so we just stood there listening, but as the song progressed it just got better and better! it was sooooooo catchy and the band sounded so familiar but i just couldnt figure out who they were so i took down some of the lyrics and turns out its....the LOST PROPHETS! they have a new album! finally. but their new one's a bit more mainstream, i dunno, a bit radio friendly? i love them. i love shinobi. always did. when i first heard shinobi i thought it was the most terrible and retarded song in the world, but after a while it was actually quite catchy la, so i guess first impressions dont count. its true, first impressions are bad. dont rely on them! 99% of the time, they're wrong. at least for me la, so if i meet you for the first time and i think you're cool, i think you can ditch me as a friend. HAHA. no im kidding. i love my aquaintances. i really do. anyway speaking of all things music i want to be a music reviewer. you know those small little (insignificant) columns you find in papers where some random journalist writes abt some random album and rates it _ stars, it'll be so cool if i could do that for any paper! throw me an album anytime i'll listen to it 41 times! but i should really start to reduce the number of hours i blast my itunes, my tinnitus is getting from bad to worse. after the franz concert my ears were ringing SO LOUDLY it could drive someone with low tolerance level insane! it was ridiculous my ears had that sound for an entire week and i was so terrified i googled "ringing sound in ears" and turns out i had tinnitus. whats the cure? no cure! all i had to do was to stop exposing myself to loud noises ie. my music. quite obvious right but i was hoping there was some tablet i could eat to drive the sound away and i could listen to my music happily ever after. but as you know there's never been a happily ever after so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klinsmann is quitting the german team. ya. its depressing, but ya. i dont think i can actually do anything about it hahahahaha i think i just made that sound like klinsmann was my friend. but anyway, just some trivia, you know you pronounce volkswagen as, well, volkswagen right? but the correct pronounciation is actually FOLKSwagen cos in german the V is pronouced as F! that is so damn interesting! i feel like taking up german at the CLS now, since those clueless fools rejected me for French LPP, but i dont know, german sounds so agressive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons to take up german.&lt;br /&gt;#1 german men&lt;br /&gt;#2 everyone is taking french, and i dont feel linguistically special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons to take up french.&lt;br /&gt;#1 french men&lt;br /&gt;#2 paris!&lt;br /&gt;#3 its more useful cos more people speak french. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its been a bombardment of words already. i promise there'll be pictures next time. next time.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115272712887616735?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115272712887616735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115272712887616735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115272712887616735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115272712887616735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/07/liberation-transmission.html' title='LIBERATION TRANSMISSION.'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115263767368621756</id><published>2006-07-12T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T01:07:53.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont have osteoporosis</title><content type='html'>im feeling so relieved, i dont have osteoporosis. no need for the anlene now. apparently my back's been 'locked' due to bad posture (its the world cup i tell you) and my physiotherapist checked my spine for irregularities, told me to take a deep breath, did his magic and it goes CRACK my back is HEALED!! now i wont have to cringe everytime i try to bend forward by like 1 degree. and i can totally understand how people with terrible backaches feel like now. its terrible. TERRIBLE. please guys, do yourself a favour, sit properly, eat fish, drink milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i didnt get accepted for the LPP. "Application status: Rejected."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU. MERCI. XIEXIE. DANKE. ARIGATO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont see how they didnt accept someone like me into the program you know. this is ridiculous. they have zero, absolutely NO idea how much i want this! i looked through the essay about five thousand and twenty eight times, edited it every waking minute of my life, researched on the "brasserie" to make sure i knew what exactly i was talking about, and then with much hope and trepidation submitted the entry, only to be rejected by someone who probably read my essay while having his lunch break and missed every other line i typed. on hindsight, maybe a simple I LOVE FRANCE AND FRENCHMEN AND CHEESE would have placed me in a better position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my bitterness is gone, i was watching criminal minds just now (note to foo: cos there's really nothing on tv!) and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" height="290" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/matt.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthew gray gubler is so damn hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115263767368621756?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115263767368621756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115263767368621756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115263767368621756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115263767368621756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-have-osteoporosis.html' title='i dont have osteoporosis'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115159774171369607</id><published>2006-06-29T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T00:15:41.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>much thanks to cedric the magical IT whiz who ingeniusly created the whole archiving thing for me! they're right at the bottom, so if you get tired of reading recent entries (which would be a travesty since they are so bloody interesting) you can go back to previous ones, which are actually much more interesting since life was so much more fun back then. im getting old, im already 19! the big TWENTY is approaching in 7 months, and you wont be looking at happy smiley pictures of the birthday girl cos she's gonna weep and sob since she can no longer blame the nine'TEEN' for any stupid things she would've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, check out these videos. they're really the funniest shit ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JfmHCBnT1aY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JfmHCBnT1aY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=plSfKHZZwZ4&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=plSfKHZZwZ4&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the japanese! yeah i know i shouldnt be screaming that in front of pre-1942 people but really look at the videos! they are so funny and humourous and who wouldve thought they wouldve behaved like that during the 1940s? all that raping and bayoneting. i think thats an issue historians and psychologists are still looking into and i hope they find an answer fast cos its just so puzzling! anyway that was so random i dunno how i actually digressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup and school is gonna be pretty exciting cos....i got into TEMASEK HALL! i know, the rooms are catastrophically claustrophobic, but i love that fact that i wont be in the same living space as the third sister anymore. its HEAVEN!! i cant wait, you have zero idea how much this means to me. and apparently they have some music studio there, so that means they have a drumset, and that means more practice for me! only getting to play the drums for 45 mins every 7 days is HELL i tell you, its like....watching LOST for 20 mins for each episode till the next 20 comes 7 days later. not a very good analogy, but nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115159774171369607?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115159774171369607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115159774171369607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115159774171369607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115159774171369607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/06/much-thanks-to-cedric-magical-it-whiz.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-115124252983908503</id><published>2006-06-25T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:35:29.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!</title><content type='html'>HELLO THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that sounded a bit like the freaky guy from LOST when he appeared out of nowhere from the bushes right? i forgot what his name is, and i dont wanna remember either, he scares the living wits out of me. just like jac yip, or seal, and the "when a man really loves a woman" (or something like that) song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ive decided to reclaim this almost non-existent blog once again. as far as i know, the only people who still link me are liv, sean, james and ben. so at least i know secret stars wouldnt fade to oblivion. yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its been 3 months, seems like a short time, but ive done enough stuff to be featured in "true courage" for their entire season. i dont think ive ever been so brave before. i wont dwell into that la, must be humble right? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think jonathan leong is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe florence chao ah lian compared him to sylvester sim (i will not call him sly, its just plain disgusting and a bit too affectionate for me) ! and please dont mistake me for those girls who'll set up fan clubs or vote 50 times for him cos i just think his voice is damn low and nice = HOT. my friends laugh at me for having lousy taste, "your taste sucks!" "omg gwen whyyyyy...." BUT trust me as the competition progresses they will change their minds! its always like that. and i really....absolutely.....truly am disgusted with rahimah. shes sooooooo trying to act all rock chic punk rules YEAHYEAH pattern but sorry, she just ends up looking crazy. theres a thin line between looking cool and trying too hard, and i think she crossed that line at like 1000km/hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of bitching, school starts in 1 1/2 months, im not very excited cos that'll put an end to 4am nights and 3pm mornings. only thing im psyched for is the possible SEP to france, application results will only be out 2 weeks later....so im keeping my fingers crossed! k lous is coming over to watch the england match, hope she doesnt break any of the furniture. laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-115124252983908503?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/115124252983908503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=115124252983908503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115124252983908503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/115124252983908503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back.html' title='im back!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-114225819023556240</id><published>2006-03-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:56:30.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to where it starteddddddddddddddd</title><content type='html'>greetings, cow town! hahahahahaha. anyway im moving back to my old blurty journal so dont bother coming here anymore! cant believe the password is still the same (haha!) after all these years but ya the address is the combination of the 2 bands we all once worshipped if you've forgotten just ask. goodbyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-114225819023556240?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/114225819023556240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=114225819023556240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114225819023556240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114225819023556240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-where-it-starteddddddddddddddd.html' title='back to where it starteddddddddddddddd'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-114183771753073720</id><published>2006-03-09T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:08:37.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i laugh at you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/woooot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will meet again alex, we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-114183771753073720?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/114183771753073720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=114183771753073720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114183771753073720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114183771753073720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-laugh-at-you.html' title='i laugh at you'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-114141022345967915</id><published>2006-03-04T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T02:23:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy</title><content type='html'>shit, after friends queried about my previous entry i realised its actually quite emo, like trying to act troubled not troubled, act my-life-is-depressing-cos-i-have-some-issues but actually not totally depressing, you know that kinda thing. so...i will make it up with a super happy entry now. so happy you will not believe it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are better than i expected, so im happy. according to mom "can go uni can already" so shes happy too. and im very proud of teresa yeo kim neo you secret genius! topped 2t03 and brother even commended her! and you worried SO MUCH for nothing. zzzzz. anyway today was great, everyone (almost) managed to meet up for dinner since the poly-ers finally have their sch hols and we weren't working as well so we decided to have fishnco at wheellock. and only at wheellock cos lous wanted to see the supposedly cute emo boy working there about eight months ago (.....) but he wasnt there. instead laura spotted a supposedly cute guy working at the simple life, some authentic restaurant further in fishnco, but later turned out to look like the beng version of bae yong jung (and we think BYJ is revolting). because we were like laughing and whispering and pointing at him before that, its obvious that he knows we were checking him out AND so dear 'ol beng yong jung comes to our table later and cleared our plates when he isnt even working there! and he kept walking past our table when he's supposed to be in the &lt;strong&gt;other&lt;/strong&gt; restaurant?! its okay, we boosted his ego, and therefore his confidence, aiding him in building his character positively, so we'll accumulate good karma and move a step further away from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after attacking me in HMV with seal and simply red (there were SO MANY!) cds, the latter which was very likely to be my next bday present, we ended up in starbucks and started talking a lot, A LOT of rubbish. actually initially it started out fine, talking about relevant stuff, and somehow (it must be the coffee) it drifted to lous telling us to "confess every secret" we've got, to how she was a millipede in her previous life, to arguing how the queen ant, millipede and mealworm produced their offspring, to how lous's brother takes a lighter and burns the ants and goes "eh look!", to how tree is an angel, to how my sec 2 teacher thought i was a junkie/alcoholic, to how tania's ambition is to marry a "hot and rich man" and nats to be in "oprah's crew" etcetc i cant remember what else. and as usual we were yelling at the top of our lungs while 'civilised' people kept shooting us dirty looks but we dont really care. hahahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-114141022345967915?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/114141022345967915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=114141022345967915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114141022345967915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114141022345967915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/03/yummy.html' title='yummy'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-114052330251280943</id><published>2006-02-21T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:01:42.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind</title><content type='html'>sunday was the most bittersweet day ever. and it was just right after &lt;strong&gt;that moment&lt;/strong&gt; blind by lifehouse started playing on the radio. very good timing, sums up how i was feeling X 23214516235123 more. it was not exactly the best of goodbyes but whatever, ive always been queen at being non-chalent at the most crucial times anyway. so.......goodbye, and i hope i never see you again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-114052330251280943?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/114052330251280943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=114052330251280943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114052330251280943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114052330251280943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/02/blind.html' title='blind'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-114028478055717700</id><published>2006-02-19T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:46:20.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kapranos</title><content type='html'>so we're not that spontaneous afterall, our very last minute (literally) plans to fly to bangkok for the festival didnt materialise, cos mom says it chaotic now, the thais are not happy with thaksin so they're rebelling, and she feels i would somehow end up getting attacked out of the 10000 people who'll be there. i think its a load of rubbish, but i wouldnt know, i dont read the papers. anyway franz was really awesome, tamsie tan weili was a bit over-excited, yelled "i've waited 2 years for this!!" about 205 times, which is about once every 5 mins, and the funny thing is james was so monotonous so you can imagine how it looked when the two of them were walking together. anyway alex has got to be the sexiest thing alive right now, he is so goddamn sexy i think i hyperventilated when he came on stage. i dont think any man could've pulled off a FLORAL PRINT shirt so fabulously. even laura who first thought alex was the "ugliest shit alive" changed her mind! and his accent. omg his accent..... sigh ok. well weili managed to get alex to sign our ticket stubs (and a shoe.. ?!?) , and there was this annoying prat who kept going "alex can i shake your hand??!!!" for like 3 times and he couldnt respond cos there were like 235235 items being shoved in his face wanting to be autographed and that girl just kept going on and on and on.... "can i shake your hand?!?!?! alex! ALEXX!!" OMG so annoying. so..that sums up the concert. nothing to look forward to now, maybe the trip to US to catch dcfc and franz together, but thats if i havent commited suicide after the a level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you guys will not persuade me into going for oasis. no amount of free jalan kayu prata is gonna change my mind btw. hahahaha oh and please watch "walk the line"! omg the show is really good though joaquin phoenix is so intense its scary. intensity scares me. thats why i avoid listening to seal/simply red/phantom-sounding songs. see? theres a reason behind every person's fear. anyway i hope we will be able to catch brokeback mountain tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-114028478055717700?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/114028478055717700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=114028478055717700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114028478055717700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/114028478055717700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/02/kapranos.html' title='kapranos'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113916150202196649</id><published>2006-02-06T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T01:45:02.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comforting sounds</title><content type='html'>been working pretty frequently these days, finally the managers realise what an asset i am to the restaurant and gave me more shifts. hahaha and thanks tania and tree for coming down! i know it was past tree's bedtime, which is like 10pm, and tania has truckloads of schoolwork and all, sooooo thanks for taking time off your busy busy busy schedules! love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this entry is not focused on thanking my beloved friends, but more on how the hottest, most charming, alluring, gentlemanly man actually walked into our modest restaurant! he's like the 10 years younger version of ken watanabe in memoirs. i swear, he had this silent charm that could sweep the feet of ANY woman okay seriously, and i dont care if he's 30 +++++++ he was like, this perfect being! well-ironed long sleeved striped shirt and cuff links that looked $10000oo, nicely tailored pants and very john myung shoes (omgggg), and the whole looking directly into your eyes with such intensity im really surprised i didnt bang into the couch or slip or drop the plate or hyperventilate and die. and the fact that we made eye contact about 58370 times didnt help much i think i was damn obvious but then again, when wasnt i?! the saddest part? he left while i was in the kitchen! i didnt even get the chance to say, "thank you! COME BACK AGAIN!!" nope, he just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just like that. no last goodbye. no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ive been spending the last few afternoons reading books i never knew existed in my house, re-read da vinci and half-blood prince, this book called "a year in the merde" which is the most hilarious thing in the world, about how this british male coped with living in paris for a year, which basically consisted tons of french kissing with aquaintances (then what happens when you're good friends?!) and strikes by road cleaners, who were pissed their brooms looked too childish, and journalists who felt the headlines they had to cover were too boring, and about every other occupation you can think of. i checked up on the word "merde", and its basically shit/crap/bullshit/fuck in french. yup, there you have it. problem is, i havent figured how you actually pronouce it. so if you've been attending night classes at a community centre learning conversational french at $60/month please feel free to inform me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113916150202196649?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113916150202196649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113916150202196649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113916150202196649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113916150202196649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/02/comforting-sounds.html' title='comforting sounds'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113863999700265662</id><published>2006-01-31T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:53:17.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>john myung!!</title><content type='html'>dream theatre rocked. rocked is an understatement. it was mind-blowing! anyway as im updating laura bimbo foo is sitting next to me finishing my entire container of bak kwa and drinking THREE BLOODY PACKETS of soft drinks (not that i mind, just that when u mix bak kwa and different drinks together its....what? laura says its yummy. bitch she just deleted 3 sentences i just typed! bitch. and she keeps editing my lines! act knowledgeable not knowledgeable only la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to the main topic. dream theatre was amazing, breathtaking, extraordinary, prodigious, sensational, spectacular, phenomenal, unprecedented (all from thesaurus.com thank you) and just supernatural la! mike portnoy is crazy. john myung is hot and has nice shiny shoes. labrie's voice is crazy. petrucci reminds me of someone i just forgot so u wont know, and rudess reminds me of LEX LUTHOR! big time. laura thinks he looks like jimmy from debbie travis's facelift. and i have no idea what/who in the world that is. dont care, not very interesting. OH! we saw "saw loser"'s sam cooper parading the stadium in his ugly 2m high spiked hair dressed exactly like avril in 2002 acting all cool. woo what a sk8er boi. so cool. i like. okay happy new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113863999700265662?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113863999700265662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113863999700265662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113863999700265662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113863999700265662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/01/john-myung.html' title='john myung!!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113812122200970236</id><published>2006-01-25T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:51:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>johnsonna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/127_2718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/127_2718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hello to johnsonna , the hermaprodite foo and i created just before work! piece of art eh? puts van gogh to shame i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. im not responsible for the eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113812122200970236?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113812122200970236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113812122200970236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113812122200970236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113812122200970236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/01/johnsonna.html' title='johnsonna'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113803653219628411</id><published>2006-01-24T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T01:17:50.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grooveeeeeeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>exactly one year ago, tree and i made manly voices such as growling and going "MUAHAHAHA!" in deep husky voices without realising that we were doing so right in some cj guy's face! my "groove" diary's in front of me now, and in it are accounts of funny/significant/retarded events that happened in school/outside school everyday last year. and i made you guys sandwiches on APRIL 22nd! wtf that was so long ago!! i still remember waking up 1/2 hour earlier to fry the egg ok so touching right? if i cant go to uni i can embark on a sandwich-making career. omg ahhahahahah and there was one that says "MY LIFE IS OVER" cos lester low humiliated me during geog tutorial! it was such a can-somebody-dig-a-hole-and-put-me-there-forever moment! hahaha thinking back it was just so retarded and funny. and alvin once said "whats a book without pictures?" after he saw the HP book. seriously, i really dont know what goes on in that mind of his. okay, got groped in the bus in march...got flashed to in august... (my sad, sad life) told someone in t1 i was half-vietnamese... and tree saw 'johnny bravo' changed in class NEXT TO THE WINDOW (EW.)! OMG foo this is for you. rem there was this j1 boy in the library who was leaning over the counter and stuck his huge ass out and you said, "spank it." and casted the most perverted face in the world! omggggg you are actually quite sick. and i havent forgotten all the flirty glances you gave to keanu! go be a slutty secretary and marry a rich bald man! hahahah okay im tired goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113803653219628411?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113803653219628411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113803653219628411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113803653219628411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113803653219628411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/01/grooveeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='grooveeeeeeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113786267954634215</id><published>2006-01-22T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T00:57:59.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, chairman!</title><content type='html'>SIX MORE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the DT concert has been the only thing ive been looking forward to this month, and cny is a bloody waste of time i tell you. all the meeting up with relatives is a waste of time! its damn fake la really...its probably just my relatives, but we only meet up during cny. they come, finish the entire container of bak kwa and pineapple tarts, let their kids jump all over my bed (even change their babies diapers!) and play the piano with their palms, give me TWO BLOODY DOLLARS in the angpow, and "bye! see you soon!" and i dont even know their names! my grandmother doesnt recognise me, half of my aunties/uncles are dead (no seriously), and all my cousins are turning 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is short, we should stop wasting time being polite and formal and force ourselves to do the things we dont wanna do! screw tradition. tradition is nothing. i dont know whats with this super cynical entry, maybe its the impending a level results. or maybe its cos i dreamt i died on the very day i turned 19 (how ominous). or maybe........i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall rant about work now. no happy yay-i-love-life entry today. there's actually a hierarchy in waitressing know? today i overheard 2 supervisors talking about "showing favouritism" to some people. ?!?! ya, and someone (most likely its some other part-timer, i will find out soon enough) complained to the manager that laura and i talk toooooo much during work and walk around doing nothing all the time! HELLOOOOO? when there are 5 out of 66 tables occupied in the entire bloody place what do you expect us to do? scrub the floor is it? so now the manager deliberately separates us and told me if we continue like that "one of you will be removed". please la this is not the post of MD okay its just waitressing if you wanna remove us REMOVE LA. i will throw my apron in your face when you do. as if im damn desperate to clear dirty plates and endure the chefs changing right in my face. and &lt;em&gt;thats&lt;/em&gt; another thing. the chefs just lovvvveeee to change right in front of you, and they dont exactly smell all hugo bossy after 8 hours in the kitchen btw. damn sick. dammmnnnnnnnnnnn sick!! but then there are &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people who're really nice there, so it isnt that bad when you're on the same shift as them. in the meantime, im gonna find out whos the idiotic piece of crap who reported us for no good reason and......ha ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113786267954634215?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113786267954634215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113786267954634215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113786267954634215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113786267954634215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-chairman.html' title='oh, chairman!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113706477913521275</id><published>2006-01-12T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T19:19:39.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tear down these walls for me</title><content type='html'>firstly, happy 21st to ben and 19th to joey! ben and joey, ben and joo-ry, ben and jerry! a bit belated, but never mind. everyones turning older, we're all one step closer to engraving our tombstones! if i pass on earlier than the rest of you, i hope you guys know which picture i DO NOT want on the frame ok. wait, how did a happy birthday entry end up like this? anyway, 27th jan is the day to be, because......dream theatre is coming to town! AND I AM GOING! and with the most unlikely people you'll imagine i promise you. hahahaha. so thats half my pay gone, and franz ferdinand later, which is not as exciting (sorry tamsie), and thats another half gone! so basically im just working for 2 concerts. this is nonsensical. 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and no, this job is not just another figment of our imagination, the apron is pretty tangible you know. its already been the 3rd day, and our boss loves us so no worries, we wont get fired anytime soon....at least not within the next few days. thats provided bimbo ruizhi stops spilling the drinks and twirling her hair, and i stop laughing in the managers face and looking as if solomon just had a heart attack half the time. and my whole body is aching like crazy! useless muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today there was this super annoying woman with 2 teenage kids who used like NINE KNIVES, SEVEN side plates and about 2000 other plates and cutlery, and i dont know how in the world they consume their bread, but there were definitely enough crumbs to feed the jurong birds. please try to picture the table and understand my plight. so while clearing their plates, the woman started grinning and said "we eat very messy ah?" ohh noooo you're not messy! just that even adrienne could eat a little neater than you. please la, either shes damn thick skin or......i dont know. she could at the very least show a hint of guilt and help me with the 2016 plates and cutlery there instead of sitting down and folding her arms right. but no, she asks me a bloody rhetorical question! and since i do not intend to get fired without even hitting $50, just had to go "ha.ha.ha.... no la, its okay. :D!" yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she said "aiyoh...he (her son) never finish the bread leh, orh...how? have to pay extra for the wasted bread or not ah?" so im like "NO. YOU DONT HAVE TO." and luckily i remembered to ":D", kinda offsets the hostility there. what a fab waitress right? so when i was done they got up and my dear customer realised there wasn't anymore bread at the counter and went, "see la boy, you ate aaallllllllll the bread now theres no more! hehe." boy goes, "hurhur."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYE HAVE A NICE DAY. SEE YOU SOON! (NOT.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113664054544802957?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113664054544802957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113664054544802957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113664054544802957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113664054544802957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/01/gap.html' title='gap'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113622468398356950</id><published>2006-01-03T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T01:58:07.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o sailor!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i spent NY's eve counting down with my beloved friends of 2345234534 years outside taka in the make-shift tent, the "get the funk out" party. not really my type of thing, never dug clubbing or drinking (i turn red and feel like im being set on fire after drinking SINGAPORE SLING - damn loser i know) but after lous literally begged us ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gwendo please i beggg you please go PLEASE! just this once only please la gwendoooo!!!!!!! its only 25 bucks!!!! we're all going can you PLEASE JUST GO?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super hilarious and of course we went, only cos we wanted to SEE LOUS DANCING (which is priceless i tell you!) but before midnight, the streets were FLOODED with five million two hundred and fifty eight thousand banglas (theres no need for polite addressing here) OHMYGOD i wanted to suffocate and die its like they just swarmed the whole of orchard! they were EVERYWHERE, i just cannot emphasise their ubiquity it was SO DAMN SCARY, esp after what happened to kat the last time! and people were using those foam sprays on us and i got sprayed like THREE times. the first by a bunch of bloody bengs, second by two groups of banglas attacking from both sides, and the last by a super drunk and severely obese caucasian man who used about half his can on my hair. that was the day when singapore didnt feel so safe anymore. we were actually holding hands and running for our lives trying to avoid those stupid sprays! the amount of (%$*^!&amp;^@&amp;amp;!!^ lashed out by nat and nia could seriously break world records i promise you. BUT despite all the craziness (its NY's eve afterall) the party was really fun! laura and i revealed our &lt;em&gt;deepest darkest secret&lt;/em&gt; after midnight and it was so shocking i had to sit down cos i felt a bit dizzy (no really!) after hearing it. this is gonna be a tradition every NY's eve from now on! fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a surprise bday thing for the twins at liv's the day before NY's eve as well, all of us brought food...loads of food actually. pizzas, sandwiches, cakes (about 3 different ones!), fried rice (i cooked it, and its prob the ONLY thing i can and will ever cook), mac&amp;cheese which was HAHAHA pretty horrible (sorry laura, but the truth hurts!), curry chicken which was damn good, and calamari! and as usual we got lost trying to find liv's though we've been there so many times. how to drive next time you tell me? livs family came back later...and leon was being super adorable as usual and i accidentally said "omg leon is so cute la!!!" without realising he was like, 1m away from me! very typical scenario. so everyone left at like 3am, but foo and i headed to one of the playgrounds to sit on the swings, and joseph was being annoying and mentioned the emily rose witching hour thing which really freaked us out! but its okay, we are brave. reached home at like 8am, only to find TWO MONKS sitting in the living room! apparently they were there to bless the new altar mom was setting up. for a second i thought i was hallucinating! anyway, one of them saw me, and later told my mom to tell me to "be careful of boys" HAHA it was damn funny but scary at the same time la cos he's like really accurate in his predictions or whatever you call it. okay happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113622468398356950?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113622468398356950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113622468398356950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113622468398356950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113622468398356950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2006/01/o-sailor.html' title='o sailor!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113578360303627346</id><published>2005-12-28T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:26:43.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg.</title><content type='html'>first day of training at ben&amp;jerry's today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i quit! hahahahahahahahahahaha die la its gonna be a replay of my cca days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113578360303627346?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113578360303627346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113578360303627346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113578360303627346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113578360303627346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg.html' title='omg.'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113569676472326717</id><published>2005-12-27T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:19:24.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ben n jerrys!</title><content type='html'>so its been a busy week. early pot luck xmas celebrations at nat's, and we watched eurotrip and laughed our heads off esp. when david hasselholf appeared out of nowhere singing in german! then cruel intentions, which was super depressing cos ryan philippe died in the end.... shall not delve into that. and then to foo's place on xmas day with the BK people, wanted to bring the cheesecake i made, but it was like soup so i decided not to. well according to tom yam, " it looks like melted ice cream cake, but tastes like cheesecake. good effort la, good effort...." thanks bro-in-law! anyway laura and i kinda lost our way, the unit was 13-549, and we headed to 11-559. WTF! so we pressed the bell for like 1000 times and this guy opened and said, "yes youre looking for?" so we freaked, said sorry, and ran away. AND THEN i checked my phone, and said, "shit its 11-549 la!" so we headed there, rang but no answer, and i checked my hp again, and it was actually 13-549! by the time we actually reached foo's we had stitches! anyway my inability to read numbers proved really worrying, so after that laura found a math worksheet and told me to read all the numbers, you know, just in case....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met sarah hana ie. cyberpalzzzzzz (HAHA) for the first time! we had dinner at chompchomp, and james please stop being so blatant about YOU-KNOW-WHO! (very harry potter right?) wait till i reply your secret admirer ie. passerby then you know. anyway tomorrow's my first day of training at...........BEN&amp;amp;JERRY'S! ya la, scooping ice cream actually requires skill. hahaha i hope it turns out okay. but the point is, I GOT A JOB!!! omggg please let everyone be nice tomorow.... please let the job be easy..... please let me have loads of ice cream..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113569676472326717?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113569676472326717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113569676472326717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113569676472326717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113569676472326717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/12/ben-n-jerrys.html' title='ben n jerrys!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113527499688789864</id><published>2005-12-23T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T02:09:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flied rice</title><content type='html'>1. i had a pleasant surprise this evening. hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i suck at pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i cook very good &lt;em&gt;flied rice&lt;/em&gt;. RIGHT OR NOT, NAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i eat too much for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i have, once again, successfully abstained from beef. (woohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i really, really, realllyyy like harry potter. as in, the STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. im gonna streak my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. by the next entry, i would've found a job! (wait and see....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113527499688789864?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113527499688789864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113527499688789864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113527499688789864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113527499688789864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/12/flied-rice.html' title='flied rice'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113492573264562823</id><published>2005-12-19T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T01:08:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET DOWN, GET DOWN, GET MOVIN' ALL AROUND!</title><content type='html'>Hey baby love I need a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;But tell me if you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;I'm in delusion every minute every hour&lt;br /&gt;My heart is crying out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel in heaven when I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are the one for me(One for me)&lt;br /&gt;You drive me crazy cause&lt;br /&gt;You're one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;I want your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;And I want it right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, you're so fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you mine your lips taste so sweet&lt;br /&gt;You're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;You're my ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rap: Smooth T.Bang, bang, bang&lt;br /&gt;Here we comeHere we slam&lt;br /&gt;It's the Fun Factory with the BSB's&lt;br /&gt;Get on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to scream&lt;br /&gt;Or touch me pleaseBackstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;Are you with it&lt;br /&gt;A.J hit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA IM GOING TO DIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113492573264562823?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113492573264562823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113492573264562823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113492573264562823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113492573264562823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/12/get-down-get-down-get-movin-all-around.html' title='GET DOWN, GET DOWN, GET MOVIN&apos; ALL AROUND!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113473312047279403</id><published>2005-12-16T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T19:38:40.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so what really is moby dick?</title><content type='html'>back from bangcock! i mean, bangkok, sorry. thailand is officially the horniest country in the world already. okay, maybe region. you think, no? dont underestimate the thais, the gay clubs there are like, super hardcore! not that we went into the club itself, we almost wanted to for the fun of it, but after a &lt;em&gt;small glance&lt;/em&gt; of the interior, we're like "OMG FUCK LETS GO. LEAVE! GOOOOO!!!" and that was just the tip of the iceberg, my friend. apparently the owner told us that they were all gonna screw one another on stage, and we were gonna watch it later on. AND i was actually just expecting the gays to hit on the guys while i have a nice glass of coke and have a good laugh out of it. but it was really an eye-opener la the whole trip, and as foo says, "we were totally living in a bubble man." it was depressing returning home, but.......thats life. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/126_2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px" height="280" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/126_2615.jpg" width="646" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/126_2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we stayed on the highest floor! THE THIRD FLOOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/126_2630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 529px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px" height="277" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/126_2630.jpg" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahahaahahhaah wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/1600/PICT0189.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 537px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7614/817/320/PICT0189.0.jpg" width="575" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only picture with everyone, AND I CANT BE SEEN. @!^@#&amp;&amp;amp;$%*^7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, few days back rachel wong sent me some j-hop/pop song, cos she was sick of indie (soooo many reasons why), and its actually QUITE NICE! its not like constant nonsensical rambling by jap rappers but it has this laidback sound thats super catchy. the title in my itunes are just black boxes so i have no idea what it is but the band's called rip slyme, and their album "GOOD JOB!" HAHAHA. james sent this drum solo thing by led zepplin called MOBY DICK yesterday, but isnt moby dick a story about a whale?! so why in the world would they name a drum solo after a whale? sorry, but i cannot find the link at all, and its gonna get to me until i find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOTTA FIND A JOB SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113473312047279403?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113473312047279403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113473312047279403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113473312047279403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113473312047279403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-what-really-is-moby-dick.html' title='so what really is moby dick?'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113397209123188036</id><published>2005-12-07T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T00:14:51.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jake shibumo something something</title><content type='html'>I WANT A UKULELE!! it has the nicest sound ever! (though the tuning of the strings is very odd, but who cares) actually i dont want a ukulele, i want someone to play that george harrison song (from the link above)  live omg it will be like.......so goosebumps-inducing. it just leaves you speechless! the last time i got that feeling was....... actually yesterday while watching jake do his thing with his little ukulele! oh and also during the 30th anniversary concert at the PAC, while watching one of the concert band members play the........xylophone? dunno la, but it was just amazing. anyway i screamed at my mom (who was obsessively playing her brickgame) to come watch the video. and her reaction? "wah very nice. you can play not?"................if i could, i would, but i cant, because its impossible, and my talent meter is really much to be desired. (just like the impending A level results, which i rather not talk about at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was really funny we were out and talking about irrlevant stuff as usual, and we just ended up talking about horrible names. turns out we all had the SAME names we totally hate! for example, doreen, dorothy, DORIS (HAHAHA)! doris really sounds like some fellow collegue in a 9-5 desk job know? something like, "doris! i would like to see you in my office now." or "could you bank in that cheque for customer A doris?" its just so DORIS. hahahaha i hope no doris is reading this. never mind. this is super nonsensical. 17th march la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow we're off to siam and i found out that before movie screenings there, the national anthem will be played and the audience is supposed to stand up and pay respect?!??! not sure if its true. dont worry, i promise to take a photo with a transvestite. or trannie, in joeys words. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, may i present you, my sec 4 history teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/kylie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113397209123188036?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113397209123188036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113397209123188036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113397209123188036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113397209123188036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/12/jake-shibumo-something-something.html' title='jake shibumo something something'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113388766791683020</id><published>2005-12-07T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T00:53:10.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/717/Wicked_Ukulele_Skills.html"&gt;http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/717/Wicked_Ukulele_Skills.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/8445/Foo_Fighters_Cover_of_Stairway_to_Heaven.html"&gt;http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/8445/Foo_Fighters_Cover_of_Stairway_to_Heaven.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/742/Amazing_Acoustic.html"&gt;http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/742/Amazing_Acoustic.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can watch these over and over and over and over and over and.......over. just like lindsay lohan. HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113388766791683020?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113388766791683020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113388766791683020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113388766791683020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113388766791683020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/12/sexy.html' title='sexy'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113335902757985530</id><published>2005-11-30T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T21:57:07.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rico</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/rico.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/normal_DSC00294.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/normal_DSC05943.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/rico3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/normal_DSC07039_1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/ipod.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113335902757985530?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113335902757985530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113335902757985530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113335902757985530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113335902757985530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/rico.html' title='rico'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113276214214741513</id><published>2005-11-23T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:10:06.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cats cats cats!</title><content type='html'>yay today we ALL managed to meet up since nat's birthday which was like about 41 months ago and shopped for prom but they didnt manage to get anything except me, got a pair of shoes that are not very prom-ish but dont care la im gonna wear it. we're gonna sign up for kickboxing (under fiona-im-very-resourceful-lim's suggestion) at some fitness centre and i cant wait its gonna be so fun! and bangkok's confirmed, dec 9th guys please tell me what EXACTLY you want hahaha the baht currency really makes you feel like KING. called video ezy (HAHA) $5/hr, not bad huh for sitting down and watching videos all day long but prob is, they havent called back. seriously, the rejection.................. but kats cousin has some job opening at some call centre for standard chartered and tmrs the interview, and i dont like interviews. whatever just try la AND anyway while i was going home just now, THREE CATS started charging towards me and circled round me and started meowing like theres no tomorrow and yes cats are lovable but THREE?! so i just walked to the lift and they entered the lift with me! and meowmeowmeowmeowmeow so im like ....................... okay i walked out of the lift and took the stairs and they followed me again. &lt;em&gt;and then&lt;/em&gt; i tried to brush them off my walking around the carpark and this went on for 10 bloody minutes until some car (thank you!) drove in and they fled. what a day. oh and ive watched a few episodes of lost season 2 and its so exciting! theres this crazy thing about the computer controlling &lt;em&gt;the others&lt;/em&gt; its quite ridiculous but omg so exciting. and im playing age of empires 3 its so damn addictive HAHAHA! im so glad the A's are over. omgomgomgomgomgogomgomgomg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113276214214741513?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113276214214741513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113276214214741513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113276214214741513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113276214214741513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/cats-cats-cats.html' title='cats cats cats!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113266906442949531</id><published>2005-11-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:17:44.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potty's</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/katie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her dress is so gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113266906442949531?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113266906442949531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113266906442949531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113266906442949531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113266906442949531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/pottys.html' title='potty&apos;s'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113257162071347371</id><published>2005-11-21T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:13:40.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo hoo!</title><content type='html'>woo hoo! when i feel heavy metal.... woo hoo! i am pins and im needles! woo hoo! .......something something forgot already la but A's are OFFICIALLY over omg i feel weird not studying i feel like picking up human geog notes and reading them! anyway SEA paper today was okay but SBQ was full of bullshit i swear i think im gonna have like 5/25 la but whatever dont know dont care its over over over over over im going to get my life back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/ahahahhaha.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alan smith/pierre bouvier/hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/WHATTHEFUCK.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113257162071347371?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113257162071347371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113257162071347371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113257162071347371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113257162071347371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/woo-hoo.html' title='woo hoo!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113246736202434598</id><published>2005-11-20T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:16:02.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>science vs. romance</title><content type='html'>is there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who remembers some rock song by a band / 2 guys during 1999 /2000 that was heavily played by p10 (yo-ma-nigga-in-da-hood era hasnt set in yet) ?! i think the band's pronounced as are-ken-zers &lt;em&gt;or something&lt;/em&gt; i &lt;strong&gt;totally&lt;/strong&gt; forgot but i remember taping the song on cassette and obviously the tape's disintegrated or mouldy and un-playable by now (if i can even find it) and i vaguely still have some memories of how obssessed i was with the song, play-stop-rewind X 100000000000 but now i dont even remember the tune, song name, band name, which is basically everything you need to find the song!! this is so frustrating! tried to search under arkansas, but its are-ken-saw, so doesnt work. god im so gonna be plagued by this i dont think i can study for SEA la shit if decolonisation comes out i swear......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113246736202434598?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113246736202434598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113246736202434598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113246736202434598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113246736202434598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/science-vs-romance.html' title='science vs. romance'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113223001033876109</id><published>2005-11-17T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:20:10.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we dont have to wait for anything at all now</title><content type='html'>today is the day i pay tribute to my right hand, for it has been overworked and has certainly slogged enough for the past two years. and no, the A's are not over for me yet if you think im heading in that direction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after taking geography paper and INTERNATIONAL history all in one day, i feel like i can do anything now seriously. bungee jumping...sky diving...going on fear factor...talking to zzzooi- okay maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANIA!! AND HAPPY BELATED LAURA MOUSEPAD FOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days to the end of A's. (im lacking a transition paragraph here ha.ha.) its kinda surreal you know.  the idea of totally being graduated and all. wth this nostalgia setting in a bit too late right. anyway, we (tree not confirmed, whats new.....) might be heading to thailand (screw you flus!) for our holiday. initially was bali, but im not a  sand and sea person. japan is so damn expensive its such a rip off (so what if tokyo culture is cool? not harajuku btw) and.... HAHA laura wanted haiti / tahiti / maldives but its just........ like you know its the kinda place you get to see from discovery travel and living but you dont exactly go there. so yeah..... and of course im gonna get the stupid driver's license ASAP and.....continue with piano (zzzzzzzzz) and what else, WORK. yes, work. as what i have no idea and the plan for video ezy's quite half-baked i didnt think about the freaky storerooms they have there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i heard ij's reopening's in march. there goes all of our hard fundraising efforts for the spoilt brats who were nowhere near doing any work to raise money for the stupid upgrade when they were primary schoolers! and now they gain all the benefits. the saying "you reap what you sow", DOESNT APPLY HERE. and we had to suffer at the disgusting old thomson sec site... just thinking of the canteen food's such a revolting thought. cjs food tastes like gourmet dishes if you compare. gilmore's at 98% AND CURRENT STATUS = AWAITING SOURCES. noooooooo!!!! my connections a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113223001033876109?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113223001033876109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113223001033876109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113223001033876109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113223001033876109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/we-dont-have-to-wait-for-anything-at.html' title='we dont have to wait for anything at all now'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113170946208618167</id><published>2005-11-11T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T19:46:50.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more days to.......everything and anything!</title><content type='html'>I HATE PHYSICAL GEOG bloody cambridge examiners what the hell were they trying to do with the stupid indecipherable coded picture of the river?! ive never felt so ARGH!$R&amp;$%^&amp;amp;#% during an exam before this has got to be the worst paper yet (though its the first, but just saying) im just glad its over i've shoved all phy geog notes in the storeroom haha! GP today, i guess its luck i only read one stack of notes the night before and a very similar topic came out so im quite happy. i think one of the invigilators had plastic surgery gone wrong, or it was just the eyeliner. had a bit of a transvestite feel. not sure, dont wish to know either. joey sits behind me, so his essay will be marked just before me, so that means my essay's gonna sound totally irrelevant superficial out of the point shallow and what not. you know when someone's sick right, you go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh, are you sick?"&lt;br /&gt;"are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;"you sick ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT joey goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;has she taken ill?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get the idea. and i just realised, amid all the exam fever, foo's turning 18 in 3 days! and then 3 days later, its tanias! AND THEN another 3 days later, its louisas! ANNNNNNDDDDD THENNNN 3 DAYS LATER&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;just kidding. i sound crazy. harry potty and the naked underwear's coming out soon. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. god I AM DERANGED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113170946208618167?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113170946208618167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113170946208618167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113170946208618167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113170946208618167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/10-more-days-toeverything-and-anything.html' title='10 more days to.......everything and anything!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113093580996392060</id><published>2005-11-02T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T20:50:09.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mercedes baby!</title><content type='html'>been studying in school the past few days. heard this "prank call" thing between a chinese 40-year-old ah pek and some innocent bangla man. hahhahahahhahaha it was the funniest shit ever (but nothing still beats the prank call to derrick, AND THATS MIND-NUMBING!) studied with the rest today and we have added japan to our list of "holiday destinations after the bloody A's" because of a certain show called extreme japan (propaganda i swear) but then again, i think it was more of the sho factor. hahahaha SHO TAKUGIMANESHI/ HIMATOSO/ KIMCHI/ WHATEVER is hot! its the hair man, the hair! revisited our adopted  kois outside the foyer, bloody, spastic and idiot (top three words we highly utilise) and.............it was kinda hard to tell which was which though. there werent &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; many fishes the last time....... anyway downloading gilmore is sucha chore i have to scroll through the 23429879279578239452478 videos of "pretty russian teen with very poor english (whats it gotta do with anything anyway?!) gives blowjobs to american boy" and "skinny puppy humps the shit out of 80-year-old woman" WTF there're actually such sick-minded people living on this earth. anyway i think the worlds gonna end in 41 years time. apparently fio says by that time jesus will "come down" and...................whats that word, salvage? REDEEM!!!! he will come down and redeem the people and ya la i dont know what the bible stated after that but yeah. ok study&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113093580996392060?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113093580996392060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113093580996392060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113093580996392060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113093580996392060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/11/mercedes-baby.html' title='mercedes baby!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113050323290858328</id><published>2005-10-28T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:40:32.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE KNOW IT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!</title><content type='html'>im a kid that no one knows&lt;br /&gt;i live a life i never chose&lt;br /&gt;but these thoughts in my mind&lt;br /&gt;are my own! my own!&lt;br /&gt;im face to face with the unknown&lt;br /&gt;my scary movie will be shown&lt;br /&gt;i've got one evil mind&lt;br /&gt;of my own! of my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we take on one another&lt;br /&gt;and never stop to wonder&lt;br /&gt;how it feels on the other side&lt;br /&gt;when nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;when stupid turns to clever&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE YOU SO BLIND!&lt;br /&gt;little know it allllllllllllllllllllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;ten bucks in my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear this crazy song is making me feel high! and nat you're a cruel bitch but i love you; wait till i hack into your account. WAIT TILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. the hoodie is 3 sizes too small&lt;br /&gt;pps. chad is so passe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biggest loser is the most cruel show in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113050323290858328?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113050323290858328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113050323290858328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113050323290858328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113050323290858328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/10/little-know-it-alllllllllllllll.html' title='LITTLE KNOW IT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113026762356140029</id><published>2005-10-26T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:23:54.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY ATRIUM &amp; VENTRICLES TO YOU!</title><content type='html'>my name is natalie &amp; gwen loves me. &amp;amp; like since her journal has nowhere to comment, this is like practically like my last resort! i had to like tap into her account username &amp; password. me &amp;amp; gwen have too much history to mention, but today i will promote her like a new product from APPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some things which comes into my mind if i was asked to describe/say anything about &lt;strong&gt;GWENDOLYN HAN YU PING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mo&lt;br /&gt;2. chinese new year - hahahhahahaha related to no. 1&lt;br /&gt;3. our canada/america trip&lt;br /&gt;4. asking for ice milo on the plane - hahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;5. CONE JASON MCCASLIN - fattest lips ever&lt;br /&gt;6. albino&lt;br /&gt;7. guitar&lt;br /&gt;8. chad kfc - canada trip&lt;br /&gt;9. our specs - canada trip&lt;br /&gt;10. yogurt guy - canada trip, he was hot&lt;br /&gt;11. lesbian - WE FUCKING HATE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;12. gracie her most beloved sister&lt;br /&gt;13. aunty christina &amp; uncle francis&lt;br /&gt;14. solomon&lt;br /&gt;15. YAHOO CHAT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;16. BEN ADAM'S COUSIN.&lt;br /&gt;17. A/S/L?&lt;br /&gt;18. blue dolphins&lt;br /&gt;19. freestyler! rock the microphone!&lt;br /&gt;20. sisqonian&lt;br /&gt;21. that lady sleeping in the mrt train when we were going to the airport to see __&lt;br /&gt;22. trail slippers&lt;br /&gt;23. sabrina&lt;br /&gt;24. godzilla&lt;br /&gt;25. coastal sands - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;26. ah boy&lt;br /&gt;27. "ti" - younger brother&lt;br /&gt;28. irc - she helped me to download it into my computer&lt;br /&gt;29. our "polaroid" pictures we took in edmonton mall&lt;br /&gt;30. sneaking to the 2nd floor to catch a glimpse of the yogurt guy working on the 1st floor - canada&lt;br /&gt;31. HARRY POTTY AND THE NAKED UNDERWEAR&lt;br /&gt;32. STEVO32 - how obsess&lt;br /&gt;33. FRANKIE MUNIZ - she found him hot&lt;br /&gt;34. rupert grint - she found him hot 2&lt;br /&gt;35. daniel radcliffe - she found him hot 3&lt;br /&gt;36. bird thong chye&lt;br /&gt;37. the unforgettable conversation with she me and rachel&lt;br /&gt;38. bacardi breezes&lt;br /&gt;39. OMFG. JASON VAN DYKE. - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;40. MUFC_FREAK! - related to 39&lt;br /&gt;41. david beck-HAM&lt;br /&gt;42. solomon winning the biggest paw in the cat competition&lt;br /&gt;43. chili squid which her mother cooked - she prob can't rememeber&lt;br /&gt;45. urine/pee = overexcitement&lt;br /&gt;46. sum 41&lt;br /&gt;47. good charlotte - yo the anthem yo&lt;br /&gt;48. the shrinking red HOODIE she bought from edm. mall&lt;br /&gt;49. the PURE teeshirt&lt;br /&gt;50. Claire's accessories!&lt;br /&gt;51. fucking OLD NAVY guy&lt;br /&gt;52. that bitch at edm mall wearing bare back&lt;br /&gt;53. leaving our goddamn email to chad kfc&lt;br /&gt;54. GETTING DOWN WITH 'GET DOWN' THE BSB SONG. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;55. her secondary school EZ link card PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;56. making fun of people we "know" by looking at their "new" pictures online&lt;br /&gt;57. sending me GOOD songs online&lt;br /&gt;58. 'ignoring' &amp;amp; 'blinking' at hot white guys near her&lt;br /&gt;59. ALWAYS saying she looks like a "siao char por" when she lets down her hair&lt;br /&gt;60. eating with pride&lt;br /&gt;61. believes in buddha&lt;br /&gt;62. delilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS ENOUGH! for now, we shall continue to make history. My dear gwen, make march/april 2006 free, we have to patch up for the horrible mistakes we made for our canada/america trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winks* to all the hot white boys!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. &amp;amp; THAT IS WHAT WE'LL DO WHEN WE'RE THERE!&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113026762356140029?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113026762356140029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113026762356140029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113026762356140029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113026762356140029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/10/from-bottom-of-my-atrium-ventricles-to.html' title='FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY ATRIUM &amp; VENTRICLES TO YOU!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-113007715710141085</id><published>2005-10-23T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:19:17.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tv obesession</title><content type='html'>today is &lt;strong&gt;gilmore girls day&lt;/strong&gt;! downloading 5 straight episodes from season 6 and then watching knight's tale = no studying = less knowledge = increased A's unpreparedness = stress = search for stress reliever = watching tv = gilmore girls. WHAT A VICIOUS CYCLE. but anyway thats not the point, heres some funny gilmore lines! (not really applicable to everyone. but whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after hep alien's (lane's band) gig at the adventist church&lt;br /&gt;brian: we were as tight as the foo fighters!&lt;br /&gt;gail: tighter. listen if that pretentious little snob in coldplay can walk around comparing himself to bono, we can compare ourselves to the foo fighters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-argument between sookie and jackson&lt;br /&gt;jackson: oh like your family is so easy! what about the time we had to see your stuttering cousin o'dell in the worst production of nicholas nickelby to Man?! that was like nine hours of PURE HELL! and did i get to fake a heart attack during intermission? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after paris finds out her family's totally broke&lt;br /&gt;paris: yale's paid for, through the end of the year, thank god, but what do i do about everything else i need? what do i do?&lt;br /&gt;rory: you'll just have to do what everyone else who needs money has to do.&lt;br /&gt;paris: whats that?&lt;br /&gt;rory: what people do.&lt;br /&gt;paris: what am i, a mind-reader?&lt;br /&gt;rory: get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rory gets a panic attack&lt;br /&gt;rory: what do i do?&lt;br /&gt;paris: depends. there are different kinds. does it feel like an elephant is sitting on your chest?&lt;br /&gt;rory: no?&lt;br /&gt;paris: does your chest feel like an over-inflated balloon with a slow leak?&lt;br /&gt;rory: uhm, not really?&lt;br /&gt;paris: sharp needles poking into your left ventricle?  (hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lane finds out her bandmates got the tour money&lt;br /&gt;lane: you went into my underwear drawer?! i cannot believe that you went into my underwear drawer!&lt;br /&gt;zack: but, thats where the tour money was.&lt;br /&gt;lane: but that was my underwear drawer!&lt;br /&gt;zack: it was business not pleasure lane.&lt;br /&gt;brian: i had my eyes close the entire time it was all by feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-113007715710141085?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/113007715710141085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=113007715710141085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113007715710141085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/113007715710141085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/10/tv-obesession.html' title='tv obesession'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112912421780129749</id><published>2005-10-12T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:36:57.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kit sends the best songs online!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the last day of official school. im not gonna delve into how depressing and sad and emo and depressing and depressing and highly depressing it is ( will do so tmr haha) but, im gonna talk about.. subway sandwiches! im serious. food is a subject people hardly talk about in blogs i realised. yes i know your life is very interesting you go clubbing go town bumped into A and A's friend then hang with B and her BF and the BF's friends like C D E etcetcccccccc BUT, thats just boring. actually, i have no idea how to make the topic of subway sandwiches sound at least a little exciting........nvm failed attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to klearcuts ( kamera? hahahhaa) and some guy who fiona thinks is really cute (he's actually not) washed my hair, and after that i went back to my seat and he followed behind, and fio whos the reigning queen of obviousity (my own word.) went, "bitch! i cant believe he actually washed your hair i hate you you suck!" (actually she just said bitch, but im really sure she was about to say alllll that!) debbie the hairdresser thinned my hair SO MUCH my ponytail now looks disgusting and small and stumpy. nvm, schools ending. NO IM NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT HOW SAD AND DEPRESSED AND NOSTALGIC i am. nope. anyway heres something to think about (ripped it from nat's lj)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself. A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names. A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.A simple friend wonders about your romantic hstory. A real friend could blackmail you with it. A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. A real friend calls you after you had a fight."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112912421780129749?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112912421780129749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112912421780129749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112912421780129749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112912421780129749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/10/kit-sends-best-songs-online-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112886933824690015</id><published>2005-10-09T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T23:07:57.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wait dear, white horse is walking down my street here&lt;br /&gt;your words are creeping at my feet, i fear&lt;br /&gt;sunrise will come too soon and you'll disappear&lt;br /&gt;to the haze of a city and yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the third line best, got a Louis feel to it. anyway i dreamt of someone today. but they're just dreams right? you wake up, brush your teeth, get over it. you switch on the tv, and the actor in a very random channel 5 show has the same name as the one in your dream. &lt;em&gt;thats&lt;/em&gt; when you dont get over it. then you sms your friend about this unwanted reminder, and she tells you new observations that gets you thinking all.over.again. what a vicious cycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112886933824690015?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112886933824690015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112886933824690015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112886933824690015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112886933824690015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/10/wait-dear-white-horse-is-walking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112851278327771753</id><published>2005-10-05T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T19:46:23.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- rajoos gonna show us the class video on grad day! (and possibly his dragon tattoo? HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;- alvins birthday today. fio put all the presents in a HEART-DECORATED box. printed a photo of him and his loverboy cased in a nice photoframe. the class contributed to the box ON THE SPOT with post its (about 20 over) and a lot of irrelevant rubbish from the CLASSROOM. 2t03 for you!&lt;br /&gt;- called marianne (out of the blue ie. 8 months after we saw her) today to book our hotel....we feel bad. NICOLL HIGHWAY!&lt;br /&gt;- maria made eileen and i laugh like crazy after school today!&lt;br /&gt;- prelim results..........................&lt;br /&gt;- i gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;- heard nat and sog got groped while clubbing. funny cos nats reaction was something like, "huh. grope then grope lah. @#%#$%@!" haha i love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;- lesbian sister's lover is in our house right in this moment in time. disgusted, is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;- tree had a lizard on her calf during break today!!!!!!! god bless you.&lt;br /&gt;- i hate it when random people assume that you have a thing for them just cos you made eye contact for ONE SECOND/ happen to always look up when they walk past (very very unintentionally)/ bump into them everywhere you go (so they think you're trailing them) etcetcetc. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;- gonna have dinner with mom now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112851278327771753?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112851278327771753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112851278327771753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112851278327771753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112851278327771753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/10/rajoos-gonna-show-us-class-video-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112843325268550288</id><published>2005-10-04T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:43:48.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it sucks when you're trying to study but get distracted by music half the time, especially when you're listening to trail of dead (yes rachel intro of morning stoner rocks!) and their syncopated beats brings your head into crazy-nodding mode BUT you cant help it because good music is really the gift to mankind! its just psychotic how these people can come up with such tunes but anyway, on p10 yesterday this guy during one of the dj's show wanted to play stairway to heaven acoustic for her but he was too shy...so he didnt. THEN, half and hour later this other strange guy smses and says he'll play for her, at FOUR BLOODY AM. do you know how freaky that is? as if the song isnt creepy enough with that weird voice and pan flute thing, this strange (and possibly dangerous stalker/murderer/flasher/psycho/fillintheblank) wants to play it for her at such ungodly hours. and he didnt even sound as if he was joking......weird. talking about all things freaky, the musician who tops the list has gotta be SIMPLY RED. long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of random music rubbish, i saw tania in town yesterday oh man i miss everyone! one's in aust...the other is heading for CZECH REPUBLIC...and tanias leaving for thailand soon after. fabulous. i &lt;strong&gt;cant wait&lt;/strong&gt; for A's to be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112843325268550288?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112843325268550288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112843325268550288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112843325268550288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112843325268550288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-sucks-when-youre-trying-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112766154514819854</id><published>2005-09-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:19:05.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before you think im a crazy lets-run-around-orchard-and-steal-childrens-icecream nut, that very ________-inspired entry was by none other than....natalie joelle khoo (add about 153230852343564 other surnames), who under her busy schedule took time off to type some........... highly intellectual and thought-provoking issues that is of high concern to many people like......... YOU AND ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/HAHAHAHFUCK.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juxtaposition at its best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/ETHAN.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary man. hot guy. (pardon the hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/HAHAHAHAHARON.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAA. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm bop tip top ba doo bop! school starts tomorrow! tomorrow! tomorrow..... (sounds like a song) i've watched 5 movies the past few days (4 repeated 1 new) (.....) and "casablanca" was truly a whole new experience indeed! its in BLACK AND WHITE. pretty cool huh people never looked so flawless and perfect until those technology savvy idiots introduced technicolour and 1-bit colour then 3432-bit colour and add about 213242342345 bits or whatever later you get high digital quality movies! (and about every other flaw celebrities have) good or bad? if you dont like old-american dialogues (very cheesy if i may add. eg; "ohhh rick, ohhhhhhhh! if only i could leave with you, away from this war torn blahblahblah") and humphrey bogart, dont watch the show. other than that, go for it! jiggle back to the '40s and do your little tap dance you've been practicising in front of your mirror. this is the most nonsensical entry ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112766154514819854?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112766154514819854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112766154514819854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112766154514819854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112766154514819854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/09/before-you-think-im-crazy-lets-run.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112731255920773570</id><published>2005-09-21T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:22:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just found out that the song ive been looking for the past week was sung by.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesse mccartney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tree was just telling me how boones gonna die in the next few episodes and it was quite funny, like he was dying, jack was desperately giving a blood transfusion, AND shannon was busy making out with sah-yeed (SERIOUSLY...) so in the last few moments boone goes "t-tell shannon...TELL SHANNONNN........" -dies. ?!?! jj abrams is really the king of suspense i swear. gilmore season #6 is FINALLY out too and while searching "gilmore girls", i get stuff like "midget girl gets screwed (gilmore girls)", "xxx sex hot (gilmore girls)", "amputee gets fucked with her own crutch (gilmore girls)" what the hell ok and joey just said he doesnt read FHM yeah right! sorry dont believe and....the jesse song is really nice....................oh no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112731255920773570?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112731255920773570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112731255920773570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112731255920773570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112731255920773570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-found-out-that-song-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112680176548672801</id><published>2005-09-16T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:04:41.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photocopying machine</title><content type='html'>theres a message im sending out via telepathy to your soul. says:&lt;br /&gt;and ur photocopying machine is totally beyond WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes livia, its beyond belief! bloody hell. you are one unoriginal rat. get a fucking life really. i am so crude and vulgar, but i dont care. there's no need for courtesy with photocopying machines. ohhh i love this pun. but seriously, its been too long and its making me sick. and in the first place, YOU are so bloody blatant (oo alliteration! i have not done mag low wrong) and so annoyingly acting cool its plain disgusting. please do mankind a favour, pick your pathetic life up and do something productive instead of PHOTOCOPYING. 6 months! omg really. and if you still dont know who you are, just.........................go to hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112680176548672801?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112680176548672801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112680176548672801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112680176548672801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112680176548672801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/09/photocopying-machine.html' title='photocopying machine'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112652948975232009</id><published>2005-09-12T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:51:29.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what i miss lately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 renting movies&lt;br /&gt;#9 stoning&lt;br /&gt;#8 lazing&lt;br /&gt;#7 shopping; you can dance in my cupboard&lt;br /&gt;#6 solomon&lt;br /&gt;#5 eating. &lt;em&gt;a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 making noise at weelee&lt;br /&gt;#3 normal school days. haha YES.&lt;br /&gt;#2 mom&lt;br /&gt;#1 not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed this in 3 minutes! i am _______ly efficient. (not too sure........damn it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112652948975232009?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112652948975232009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112652948975232009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112652948975232009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112652948975232009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/09/10-things.html' title='10 things'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112627930523176632</id><published>2005-09-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T23:21:45.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sumcharlotte. HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>new layout! andy warhol picture up there. his images are really cool. i love you, warhol! and that got me thinking, did the dandy warhols derive their band name from him? hmmm. today i overestimated my capabilities;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY CHECKLIST 090905&lt;br /&gt;#1 finish origins of CW.&lt;br /&gt;#2 study 3 case studies for flood management&lt;br /&gt;#3 finish 2 lectures on nationalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDIED CHECKLIST 090905&lt;br /&gt;#1 done.&lt;br /&gt;#2 N.A&lt;br /&gt;#3 N.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind. &lt;em&gt;procrastination is the key to success.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i revisited my old blog. the one i had from sec 3 till end of first 3 months. so it was mainly all about ij and stuff and here's some comments some of you guys left in my blurty. its HILARIOUS. really, its hilarity is beyond your wildest imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello heart throb.i wanna lick your cheek.the butt cheek i mean.i have a poem for you.&lt;br /&gt;baby baby my heart throb throb&lt;br /&gt;let me see your cone-shaped heart&lt;br /&gt;will you give him up to be with me, my heart throb throb.&lt;br /&gt;doth sky is dark when you are not around&lt;br /&gt;the empty moon is like your face.&lt;br /&gt;i see the sparkling element in thy eyes,&lt;br /&gt;you are one, heart throb throb.&lt;br /&gt;you are the lonliest without my soul&lt;br /&gt;turn your gaze upon my face, thy lovliest heart throb throb.&lt;br /&gt;will you meet me at SAJC, thy heart throb throb?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cone is gay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YES WE DESERVE THE DAMN OSCAR.WE ARE HONOURED AND EVEN MORE HONOURED THAT YOUR AS GULLIBLE AS CAN BE.HAHAHAHAHAHA.ANYWAY I AM EXCITED AND STOP BEING SCARED OK?!?WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE.I WILL KICK ANYONE WHO GOES NEAR STEVO.CONE IS A PYRAMID WITH YUMMY ICE CREAM TOPPING.YUM.HAHAHAHA IF I LIKE CONE = I LIKE GWENTOLYN HAN KAI SHEK.ANYWAY THIS CAPSLOCK ROCK AND SEE YOU ON WEDNESDAY!REMEMBER TO BRING WOOL SOCKS AND MUFFLERS IN CASE IT SNOWS, NO REFUND.SAYONARA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah its fixed. come over to rock brudda.cj all the bimbos la. np poly ah bengs. woohooo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what's up ah han. hahahaha. anyway, why are you even updating here! update in livejournal. i assure you, your life will be better and happier there! go baby go. your birthday is on saturday, you are so stoked. i know you so are! haha. your present is going to be so awesome, you're gonna love me life baby. for life! totally sorority life here. anyway, in the mean time, happy CJ-ing girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gwen, u wouldnt wanna see my haircut - its worse than harry/daniel's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest are too obscene to even post la. hahaha i sure miss those days &lt;em&gt;like hell&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112627930523176632?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112627930523176632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112627930523176632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112627930523176632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112627930523176632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/09/sumcharlotte-hahaha.html' title='sumcharlotte. HAHAHA'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112601257878643251</id><published>2005-09-07T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T21:16:18.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buddy holly</title><content type='html'>nope, this blog isn't closed, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured it was about time i changed my blog skin after....7 months, and so i surfed my life away looking for a random layout but i couldnt apply it cuz....... actually i have no idea, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's some lyrics that i found really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's prob'ly got stopped by a panda&lt;br /&gt;For speeding on his way there&lt;br /&gt;Flashing of digital cameras&lt;br /&gt;From tourists in trafalgar square"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck forever&lt;br /&gt;If you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck forever?&lt;br /&gt;If you dont mind, dont mind&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind, i dont mind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(Fuckin' shit!)&lt;br /&gt;You look like ass, you smell like shit&lt;br /&gt;So why are you such a dick?&lt;br /&gt;You walk around like you're the tits&lt;br /&gt;You always make me sick&lt;br /&gt;Bound for agony&lt;br /&gt;Your life's catastrophe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well I don't wanna slide away with you&lt;br /&gt;I've got ten little soldiers pointing at you&lt;br /&gt;Honey you just left me for a new one&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter baby cause your hair is ugly too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what these songs are actually nice! the more senseless the better. i love senseless songs. im senseless. anyway my mom smsed me 2 days ago after leaving last week to i have no idea where;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Have  not  seen  u  4  a   few  day  .  How  is  everything? Take  care  of  yrself  !  Call  me  if  u  need  mums  help . Right  now  i  m  in malaysia. Be  back  after my  hand  n  back  is  done  .  Bye ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exact wording and spacing there. hahaha she is so funny i cannot take it. my mom is funny. so is my dad. 3 days ago he fetched me home ard 11 plus, and asked if i wanted to drive around the carpark. so we swopped seats and i drove without stepping on the accelerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no need to step on the accelerator the car will move always keep your feet at the brake pedal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so the car was &lt;em&gt;moving&lt;/em&gt; at most 0.5km/hr and i was summoned to reverse park the car. if you realise, driving at 0.5km/hr the second time for someone in her entire life doesnt automatically place her in the league of pro reverse parkers you know. but apparently, mr. han here thinks otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okay. now you reverse and park."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okay gear is R now, let go of your brake and park."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lets go brake (.....didnt really catch the "and park" part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my dad freaked when i almost banged into another car (do not underestimate 0.5km/hr in cramp carpark conditions!) and we spent 10 mins arguing about how i have to &lt;em&gt;manoveur&lt;/em&gt; the steering &amp; speed &amp;amp; space &amp; position &amp;amp; blahblahblah. it was fun though. cant wait to get my license!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's FIONA'S birthday!!! im glad she liked the bag we got her and shes having the time of her life now at zouk (ms 17...contest/pageant/dunno) while i chose to stay home to blog highly irrelevant stuff instead of going. my decision-making thought process seriously needs to be worked on. anyway consultation tmr, never been more excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112601257878643251?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112601257878643251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112601257878643251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112601257878643251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112601257878643251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/09/buddy-holly.html' title='buddy holly'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112497316079368150</id><published>2005-08-26T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:33:55.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psychotic nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;to anyone living in toa payoh reading this (or anywhere else in singapore with an aged population of above 90%) , this might come in handy for your everyday survival. hahaha. no, im serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so for example, you're on your way home from night study feeling either like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#1 a complete loser; you havent done anything 'cept read a page of econs because u realise 8 hours a day with your friends just isnt enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#2 the oracle; ask and i will answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well either ways, you're gonna be occupied with thoughts of what you're gonna watch on tele when you're home, or what you should eat for supper....whatever. so there you go, happily planning your life away, only to realise that........YOU LIVE IN TOA PAYOH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so you think, what about toa payoh? i'll just give you the main breakdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#1 mad people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#2 nutcases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#3 perverts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#4 psychos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#5 stalkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#6 more perverts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**#7 FLASHERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so having lived here all my life, i've pretty much encountered #1-#6 already, but #7.... you can safely say i've managed to avoid it......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yup, i've officially checked the entire list of "the types of people you should avoid in your life" as from yesterday. in fact, foo and i have discussed #7 before......a few months ago? i remember saying, "if i see a flasher i will @#$#$%@%1 him till he @#$@%!!# and ends up looking like @#$@!%!@%!" well, sad to say, that......didnt happen. i wished it did, but i guess i wasnt as brave as i thought i would be. okay, maybe if he didnt start walking towards me, stopped wanking like an ass, not follow me up the staircase and to my HOUSE, he probably would've died a horrible death. ......so anyway my point is, be wary of your surroundings (very cliche i know but ya) and scream. screaming is good. scream for your life! okay life goes on, im going to watch villa wellness. ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112497316079368150?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112497316079368150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112497316079368150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112497316079368150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112497316079368150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/08/psychotic-nuts.html' title='psychotic nuts'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112463621450410426</id><published>2005-08-22T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T23:08:08.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOMP!!!</title><content type='html'>STOMP IS COMING TO SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A phenomenal show! Bashing, crashing, smashing, swishing, banging and kicking - a joyous invention!" - Chicago Tribune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold onto your seats for this explosive extravaganza of dance, theatre and percussion combined into one rhythmic and comical performance, which is currently celebrating its tenth year off Broadway and second year on London's West End. The eight-member cast uses everyday objects - garbage cans, brooms and even matchboxes - to sound out their distinct personalities in a production that transcends language and cultural barriers and plays to all ages. Internationally famous on Broadway, this British-created award-winning production repeatedly induces thunderous applause from delighted audiences and sold-out houses worldwide. Stomp - see what all the noise is about! (110mins, no intermission)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WANTS TO GO?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112463621450410426?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112463621450410426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112463621450410426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112463621450410426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112463621450410426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/08/stomp.html' title='STOMP!!!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112376713020490131</id><published>2005-08-12T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:32:10.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beware: happy entry ahead.</title><content type='html'>Love, love is a verb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a doing word&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Gentle impulsion&lt;br /&gt;Shakes me makes me lighter&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song sounds sooooooooooo erotic okay BUT, its soooooooooooooo... nice! nice..... great, good, terrific, fabulous, wonderful, fantastic. .........my vocab is seriously in desperate need of some improvement. anyway, this entry is going to be SO HAPPY i dont even believe it. i've been looking for this song by massive attack (called teardrop) ever since i saw their video but never knew what title and band was but after 234234234 years, to be more exact yesterday, i was looking randomly through tommy lee's celeb playlist rubbish and he recommended this song and........the rest is history! I WAS SO HAPPY OK no words can describe the high of finding a song you've been looking for since.....forever. okay thats one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i passed my grade 8 !$%^$&amp;$%&amp;amp;%^*%*#$^!! hahaha no more sight reading! FYI, sight reading is.... like going for chinese oral. its a requirement that you do it, and when you're done you feel like a total moron because of what you just said. translate it to piano terms...you play a piece you've never seen in your life after reading it for a min, and for people like me, i just basically screw it up. &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; right after that, the examiner will go "thank you very much" and smile like ----&gt; =D even though you ruined his entire day. &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; you feel even worse. anyway whatever it is, its overoveroveroveroverover so life is good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, LOST IN HALF HOUR! enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly, its fridayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy tmr! and i can catch up with the rest and complain about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, good things happened in school today. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112376713020490131?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112376713020490131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112376713020490131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112376713020490131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112376713020490131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/08/beware-happy-entry-ahead.html' title='beware: happy entry ahead.'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112350833423481200</id><published>2005-08-09T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:38:54.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what about breakfast at tiffany's?</title><content type='html'>ADRIENNNNNNEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/121_2152.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/121_2169.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/121_2157.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute is a total understatement! anyway, national day celebrations was really funny today! i dont know what else to say really except HAHAHA. oh and everyday at 930pm arts central the funniest funniest funniest shows are on go watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112350833423481200?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112350833423481200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112350833423481200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112350833423481200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112350833423481200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-about-breakfast-at-tiffanys.html' title='what about breakfast at tiffany&apos;s?'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112264929874712077</id><published>2005-07-30T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:01:38.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never take friendship personal</title><content type='html'>so you emailed, apologies all, but guess what? im not going to reply you because im really tired of getting the same response - "theres nothing i can do about it" and all your unkept 'promises'. you keep saying you're sorry...but i dont see you doing anything to solve the problem now. anything's possible if you make any effort know? actions speak wayyyyyyy louder than words. so i dont see any significance in what you're saying to me. you're most probably going to read this and i hope you do. well.... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. moving on to more positive things, adrienne was born 25th JULY!! she is seriously the most adorable thing ever and shes gonna be so gorgeous when she grows up i can bet on that. her hands are the size of my toe ok HELP. and her mittens right, has i love mommy for one hand and i love daddy for the other. there is just SO MUCH family love here its kinda overwhelming! occasionally i hear "peekaboo!" or "aaaaddddrriiiennnee!" or "awwww okok dont cry!" and when she yawns and blinks her eyes, OMG i dont know how to describe the feeling. its pretty amazing actually. anyway i'll post pictures of her soon. oh and my homepage right now is &lt;a href="http://www.crimelibrary.com"&gt;www.crimelibrary.com&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA its really the coolest website ever thanks to cheongkakit/kit/kitkat/karen! and also for the trivia as to why marilyn manson removed his ribs. yes it took me VERY LONG to figure it out. if you dont know, well too bad. hahahahha OH and just some info, dont be taken in by the assurances apple gives you about their iPod batteries because its all bullshit. playback for a whole 10 hours? please! okay and i just heard some good news from fiona im really happy for her about s****k hahahaha! okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112264929874712077?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112264929874712077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112264929874712077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112264929874712077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112264929874712077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/07/never-take-friendship-personal.html' title='never take friendship personal'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112221972058772949</id><published>2005-07-25T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:44:02.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember all the bad dreams? not far from reality...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;solomons leaving tomorrow. so he's been with us for 5 1/2 years...and he's leaving for good. i'll never forget the very first time he climbed onto my lap and ending up sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he ran away 2345637357245019 times and once slept in the CARPARK till 3am when we found him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he broke cups, plates, vases etcetcetc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he almost jumped out of the window 2 times (that suicidal nut). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how EVERY stray cat/dog is terrified of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he loves durians, pringle(sour cream) and hates milk (i told you he's one nutcase). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he loves playing hide and seek (no, really.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he's afraid of sleeping in the dark or in total silence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he's never ever affected by my music and tv when he's asleep. he actually wakes up when i switch them off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he loves sitting in front of my computer screen when im using it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he peed on my guitar bag (YUCK.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he always ignores laura! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he loves chasing after the laser pointer, loose strings but never touches the super overpriced toys we got him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how he goes into the toilet and lies there when he's thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;how he kills flies with his PAWS!&lt;br /&gt;how he gets pissed when you shower toooo much love on him. (hahahaha attitude problem)&lt;br /&gt;how he cant be bothered with people he's not familiar with ie. laura. (HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;how he stared at siok for like 1/2 hour when she said she was gonna cook him (this one is REALLY true)&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you solomon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/scary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112221972058772949?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112221972058772949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112221972058772949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112221972058772949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112221972058772949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/07/remember-all-bad-dreams-not-far-from.html' title='remember all the bad dreams? not far from reality...'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112186203718387010</id><published>2005-07-21T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:25:38.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ruby ruby ruby ruby soho!</title><content type='html'>you are such a fake you disgust me. sick rat. to hell with you and all your friends! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway trees finally EIGHTEEN! "WOOT WOOOOT." we had fun pumping balloons at her void deck on a sunny yellow banana morning but our surprise wasnt exactly successful. there also wasnt a plan B, so we simply ran off when she spotted us peeking into her house. but anyway we love you kimneo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's racial harmony day almost everyone in class is gonna go ethnic WOW class spirit all the way! it would be the first time im wearing a costume..... and the last. very poignant right? anyway, i've arrived at the conclusion that people we consider "weird", are actually just like you and me, the so called "normal" people. okay wait, how do you define weird? i know a few people who really is the epitome of that word but.....shant name anyone here. so these weird people are usually outcasts with very veryyyyyyy erratic behaviour, often defined by sudden outbursts of extreme emotions they cant seem to control. maybe they can, but refuse to. im not sure. i also realised that they dont really give a shit about what people think of them. ok thats only based on TWO people i know but......how many weird people you're gonna know anyway? so basically the bottomline is, weirdos are actually cooler than you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112186203718387010?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112186203718387010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112186203718387010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112186203718387010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112186203718387010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/07/ruby-ruby-ruby-ruby-soho.html' title='ruby ruby ruby ruby soho!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-112074311939768476</id><published>2005-07-08T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:31:59.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And it’s a strange condition,&lt;br /&gt;A day in prison,&lt;br /&gt;It’s got me out of my head&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know what I came for,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna meet adrienne in less than THREE WEEKS. then i'll have to say goodbye to solomon. but well, thats life, you win some you lose some. haha my new favourite lines are "thats life." and "well @#!!%%, but the truth hurts." hahaha you might go WTF but its really applicable for almost everything. school started, studies not going too well im lagging behind quite a bit. and the money loan thing isnt making my life any easier either. there's just soooooo many things on my mind haha no wonder i cant get any studying into my head la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway it would be super ideal if we get to live in an apartment together after the a's! we'll catch triple 9/channel 8 dramas/SLYvester-i-think-im-a-rocker-dude-but-in-fact-i-should-just-rot-and-die-sim adverts and laugh our asses off, rent scary/horror movies and not watch 3/4 of it, listen to one another complain about how obese we are 24/7 and order pizza later, hog the internet and laugh at random stuff/people again, eat a year's worth of free cup noodles (sponsored by none other than fooruizhi ie. #1 fan of anything instant and noodles), complete the freaking monopoly game we played halfway in sec 2, wish we could buy that particular top/jeans/shoe/accessory/shades/belt etcetc but we dont have the $$, comment how hot foo's dad/livia's brother/my sis/tree's mom (you get the idea) is, die of boredom watching channelnewsasia in the afternoon (not getting cable) etcetcetcetc. hahahaha i love my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-112074311939768476?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/112074311939768476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=112074311939768476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112074311939768476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/112074311939768476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-its-strange-condition-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111987849901330836</id><published>2005-06-28T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T21:21:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never know what temporal days may bring</title><content type='html'>153 to 'after sunshine lodge' is really the place to be. you can say my life is complete! pure ecstacy. i watched stevo play hell song live on conan again and he is a genius! i told nat he looked sexy playing the drums, and she went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........this is my friend for you. HAHAHA. the friend i flew to canada with in sec 3 in the hope that "WE CAN BUMP INTO SUM41". (yup we always felt that canada &lt;em&gt;cant&lt;/em&gt; be that big...) or maybe, while we took a transit in tokyo, they might "TAKE THE SAME FLIGHT AS US!" and even better, "SIT NEXT TO US" and yay we can be frenz4life and quit school! but nope, didnt happen. &lt;em&gt;however&lt;/em&gt; we did bump into some small-time hongkong actor.......but really thats not the point. its been exactly 3 years actually we went there during this time. and it was where we discovered this hot canadian rock chic called AVRIL LAVIGNE and totally fell in love with "complicated". well what do you know she became bloody famous singapore radio stations played her song about 957,029 times and now (to be exact 2 years ago)........she's as good as trash! actually i think trash deserves more credit. help, i think i can write a 1200 word essay on how pathetic, retarded, dumb (and the list goes on and on and onnnnnnnnn) she is, COMPLETE WITH EXAMPLES hahaha i think rajoo would be happy! why am i even talking about her ok trees birthday is coming! WOOT WOOT ONE WAY! yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111987849901330836?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111987849901330836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111987849901330836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111987849901330836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111987849901330836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/06/never-know-what-temporal-days-may.html' title='never know what temporal days may bring'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111933427985483189</id><published>2005-06-21T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T14:11:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoid android</title><content type='html'>ok its been damn long since ive spent my afternoons at HOME. it actually feel quite weird know? no one's home now, cept for solomon WHO JUST CANT STOP SITTING IN FRONT OF MY COMPUTER SCREEN. i think he's very bored. well so am i at least he doesnt have to wage war with the keyboard to finish typing 5 essays (my target for today!) i think meg was really pissed while recording the nurse. anyway umarisation on father's day was quite funny, &lt;em&gt;unique uncle umar&lt;/em&gt; (just like orientation ice breakers HAHA) / UUU / sarah's dad is super cool he listens to SANTANA and METALLICA ok help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think family's very impt (okay very obvious) but ya i mean ive always known they are, but recently ive just come to REALLY see that they are the ones who get you out of the shit you put yourself into. if im out really late like till 3-4am, my mom will stay up to make sure i reach home (in one piece) but pretends that shes actually asleep so i wouldnt feel guilty that she stayed up for me. she allows me to go for concerts though my next paper is in 4 hours and when she finds out i flunked it she goes "study harder next time.... but u promoted already right? ok so where do you want to go for lunch?"  and my sis who acts like mom no.2, bought me an ipod for my bday (though we were quarelling at that time) cuz she saw how i raved about the one i borrowed from sean, and hid it in my cupboard while i was asleep. and she literally pays for everything! my piano, hp, tv, holidays. omg and what have i done for her?! help i dont think i deserve to live ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111933427985483189?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111933427985483189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111933427985483189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111933427985483189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111933427985483189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/06/paranoid-android.html' title='paranoid android'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111902422169562625</id><published>2005-06-18T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T00:03:41.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rented american history x and ive lost count on the number of fuck yous and bullshit mentioned la but its a really good show. about racism, white power, family torn apart because of guy's extremism that kinda stuff. and the ending is pretty unpredictable and very depressing. anyway edward norton shows &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; fail to impress his debut on primal fear already proves it. and thats another fantastic show! i wanna work at video ezy after a's and watch movies ALL DAY LONG! such great ambitions. okay must rent goodbye lenin! too. must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway 2t03 officially has TWO pilots-to-be, james and alvin! WOWWWW. so congratulations to them, keep the skies safe! i just saw the 'new' simple plan video, called untitled i think, and......i switched to animal planet. hahahahahah cmon la pierre was leaning against some car (was there an accident?), it was raining heavily, he was whining, and i think thats really enough for one to rather watch a bunch of animals hump. anyway i think solomon is sick!! :((( he vomitted TWICE today, and kept mewing even though i fed him! why solomon whyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111902422169562625?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111902422169562625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111902422169562625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111902422169562625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111902422169562625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/06/rented-american-history-x-and-ive-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111841421943745236</id><published>2005-06-11T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:36:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohhhh boone!</title><content type='html'>LOST IS THE BEST TV SHOW in the entire planet i swear. okay la, next to gilmore. and joey. but really, i thought it was gonna be some lameass overhyped big media hooha thing BUT i still decided to just watch &lt;em&gt;the first five minutes&lt;/em&gt; and guess what? (refer to first line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i havent been doing much since the start of june. town has become my second home la really zzzzz. ive only started on inflation. ya. 10 DAYS INTO HOLIDAYS AND IM ONLY HALFWAY THROUGH INFLATION. and there's invitational shoot tmr, so that makes 11 days. as you can see im trying to delude myself that i take only one subject here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very uninsipired today la. i have so much stuff to talk about, but...........ya. i shall, upon HER request, leave you with a photo of fiona's eyecandy from LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/bio_DaeKim.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111841421943745236?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111841421943745236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111841421943745236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111841421943745236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111841421943745236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/06/ohhhh-boone.html' title='ohhhh boone!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111763833237597323</id><published>2005-06-02T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:14:07.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty little secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="240" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/conestevo.bmp" width="331" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your t-shirt says princess, your face says troll. says:&lt;br /&gt;credit me can&lt;br /&gt;your t-shirt says princess, your face says troll. says:&lt;br /&gt;say natalie is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;your t-shirt says princess, your face says troll. says:&lt;br /&gt;she is so kind for giving me this pic&lt;br /&gt;your t-shirt says princess, your face says troll. says:&lt;br /&gt;i will be her slave till cone dies&lt;br /&gt;your t-shirt says princess, your face says troll. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, thanks nat. you're the greatest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111763833237597323?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111763833237597323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111763833237597323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111763833237597323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111763833237597323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/06/dirty-little-secret.html' title='dirty little secret'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111745822791891849</id><published>2005-05-31T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:03:47.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you smile again for me</title><content type='html'>HELLO. shooting camp ended today. okay lets see, it was pretty alright; food sucked, ordered pizza, performed random stunts at the drink stall (hahahahhaahah foo &amp; weili you're so gonna get arrested!), had super weird ie. FREAKY encounters outside 2T15 just before midnight, watched star wars till 3 plus and nominated the EXCO members (congratulations mel!). OH and foo dared me to eat the stupid leaf you find in curries and if i ate 2 she'd pay for my pizza! AND after that i had to eat this disgusting THICK layer of chicken fat. i THOUGHT i was brave enough but zzzzzzzzzzzz la halfway through one leaf i gave up. HAHA and weili ate the ULTRA huge leaf just so i'll proclaim his love for BREE here (which i WILL, later.) i think we're very, very retarded. but nvm, blogs nowadays are toooooooooo emo for their own good. wtf i sound so happy-yay-life-rocks-i-eat-curry-leaves-yay! but seriously i dont think you would want random people to read about your troubles/frustrations/problems/etcetc RIGHT they are meant for good friends! i really dont know how &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people just go on and on and on AND ONNNNNNNN about their depressing life......okay im digressing. never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILMATANWEILI LOVES BREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and vice versa. uh, yah.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111745822791891849?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111745822791891849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111745822791891849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111745822791891849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111745822791891849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/05/will-you-smile-again-for-me.html' title='will you smile again for me'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111659961645403854</id><published>2005-05-21T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T22:35:34.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you owe me an IOU</title><content type='html'>sports canival today. played floorball and lost to t7 1-0...they later won the whole floorball game, so at least we can say we lost to the champions! anyway it was SO CLOSE we almost drew with them in the 2nd half after subs cuz we attacked like nobody's business! haha i kinda pity the goalie actually he must be damn stressed! anw early 2nd half we thought we drew but ref said no goal im not sure why either but like the last min of the game james's shot was blocked by the goalie's foot! so it rebounded to tree's stick and she shot but it hit the CONE! wah really, that was just soooo unlucky i dont even believe it! but anyway, well done everyone! and thanks to everyone who cheered us on! my throat's actually a bit sore now; see what over enthusiasm can get you into. okay nvm during the floorball finals we had our own 'finals' too we joined some of the t2 people to play floorball ourselves...it was fun la until michael tan motioned us to the hall after like 10 mins. zzzzzz really. after the carnival the usual 5 of us ate chinese at fareast it was yummy hahaha liv was so hungry she practically shouted "why they taking so long to cook?!?!?!" and some girl working there heard and she turned to look at us. ...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was.........STARWARS DAY! omgomgomg i have two words for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but personally episode 2 was better, basically because it was yay-happy-ending-bad-droids-die-jedis-reign-and-everyone-lived-happily-ever kinda show so ya. its so depressing to see anakin in that vader state la okay. +++++++++++++++ hayden christensen is............okay enough said! but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/yoda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoda is hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111659961645403854?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111659961645403854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111659961645403854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111659961645403854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111659961645403854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-owe-me-iou.html' title='you owe me an IOU'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111599321033807968</id><published>2005-05-14T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:35:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what does BYOB stand for?</title><content type='html'>apparently the boycott isnt working as well as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway guys you have to go to &lt;a href="http://www.systemofadown.com"&gt;http://www.systemofadown.com&lt;/a&gt; ! just check out the main page the whole design concept's really cool! and speaking of arty farty things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/paint.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so gorgeous. i wish i knew who designed it, because i'll set up a shrine and worship him/her. anyway today foo&amp;i went for shooting and the pistol was exceptionally heavy its depressing! just shows how long we havent trained. my shots were.........revolting. if coach was there and saw the card he'll prob order me sweep the floor or oil the guns. or WORSE 3 hours of arm training with the pistol! horrifying. okay so we met tree&amp;amp;liv, went town for dinner, discussed our vacation plans, and unanimously chose egypt! i wanna see the pyramids...................yeah the pyramids. i mean, egypt = pyramids. just like, america = macdonalds, canada = sum41, france = eiffel tower, japan = sushi right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i cant wait for tmr they're coming over to watch AMITYVILLE HORROR! im scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111599321033807968?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111599321033807968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111599321033807968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111599321033807968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111599321033807968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-does-byob-stand-for.html' title='what does BYOB stand for?'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111512735976731388</id><published>2005-05-04T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:35:59.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wasting wasting wasting</title><content type='html'>okay i feel kinda weird now because i realise its already may (shldve realise THREE days ago) but ITS ALREADY MAY! seriously guys do you know time is FLYING PAST like nobody's business? and thats not even my point. the point is, ITS MAY, and i havent gotten down to studying AT ALL. okay im sure foo's the main cause of my erratic behaviour now because she goes "I HAVENT STARTED ON ANYTHING YET!!" everytime she sees me and its starting to dawn on me that its ALREADY MAY and i havent started on my STUDIES yet! sorry, but i dont like feeling so unprepared and backward in school because that is really, really the worst feeling in the world. ive been procastinating everything, as in EVERYTHING - revising j1 work, finishing up existing schoolwork, piano, clearing up my room etcetcetcetcetc. - and im freaked out. really. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the moment im home, i turn on my media player, and i think its cursed really. everytime its switched on i cant concentrate on anything else but the song! you know, if you see me listening to a song while im 'studying', nothing is actually going into my head. im just staring at the paper and this can really go on for hours till the battery's dead. STONING is bad. okay, i know there's a simple no-brainer solution - just.dont.listen. .......but you wont understand, it would be like forcing you not to consume water for 3 days, something along those lines.......never mind. anyway, i wont be updating this for a while because im gonna totally boycott my computer haha. you wont be missing out on much either; my life is boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111512735976731388?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111512735976731388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111512735976731388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111512735976731388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111512735976731388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/05/wasting-wasting-wasting.html' title='wasting wasting wasting'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111493476731377534</id><published>2005-05-02T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:06:07.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey lyla, the stars about to fall</title><content type='html'>lets see. we got a SILVER for syf! thank god really if we get a bronze i'll only get ONE pathetic point for pearls la and that would just be depressing considering the disgusting state of my fingers now. but finally, one less commitment! okay, thats one. fio and i went to support the ruggers on.................friday and its actually quite exciting! wah alvin CAN REALLY PLAY he tried (?) /scored once and tackled really well! so now somebody star player la? hahaha and there were like 30+ cj supporters and ZERO hc supporters. so depressing right. okay, yesterday after the food rationing at st berns rachael and i actually got to see the one-room flat this 54 year old uncle was living in. he's divorced, has 3 children but only 1 supports him with 150 bucks a month, and is down with some illness so he cant work. its so depressing he lives alone and he cant pay his electricity bills etc and he cant apply for govt aid cuz he has children who supposedly, are to take care of him. sickening i swear. its really very sad know every single dollar counts for them like we brought them a few cakes and a packet of chicken rice he was so happy he said thank you so many times! and after that i actually went town and blew 53 bucks on a top. to think of it, im quite pissed with myself for buying! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111493476731377534?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111493476731377534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111493476731377534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111493476731377534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111493476731377534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-lyla-stars-about-to-fall.html' title='hey lyla, the stars about to fall'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111451774421696285</id><published>2005-04-27T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:17:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when will it stop?</title><content type='html'>There comes a time when you swim or sink&lt;br /&gt;So I jumped in the drink&lt;br /&gt;Cause I couldn't make myself clear&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wrote in invisible ink&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've tried to think&lt;br /&gt;How I could have made it appear&lt;br /&gt;But another illlustration is wasted&lt;br /&gt;Cause the results are the same&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a ghost who's trying to move your hands&lt;br /&gt;Over some Ouija board in the hopes I can spell out my name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111451774421696285?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111451774421696285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111451774421696285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111451774421696285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111451774421696285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-will-it-stop.html' title='when will it stop?'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111408000706440582</id><published>2005-04-22T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T18:40:07.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I PASSED MY 2.4KM RUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know, small deal to those with stamina as endless as the nile BUT this is the first time in my &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; life that i actually passed it okay! ohhhhhhh the euphoria! NO MORE MASS PE!! THANKS to liv&amp;tree really. reallllllyyyyyyyy. reallyreallyreally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my basic theory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this one not so exciting la because........you can always retake if you fail. i dont know. haha my parents were so supersupersuper excited the moment i reached home they were screaming at me to open the results slip. they're actually very strange people. when i told them my o's results they're like "ohh. congratulations. so you coming home for lunch?" and for this they're like #$^&amp;@!&amp;amp;!. huh right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;slobs dont walk,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they hiphop all the way to the busstop. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111408000706440582?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111408000706440582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111408000706440582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111408000706440582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111408000706440582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title='!!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111392183766287389</id><published>2005-04-20T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:43:57.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been sleeping with ghosts&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching stars coming out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I've been open and closed&lt;br /&gt;To the space man movies I'd call my life&lt;br /&gt;My life&lt;br /&gt;            .theastronaut.somethingcoporate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this song always makes me feel so calm and nice. haha anyway cheryls bday was great we caught up with half of the 4/6ers and we ATE SO MUCH her aunt was like "you all eat twice as much as the boys!" but really the food was sooo good there was like curry chicken mee siam satay chicken wings otah prawns choc cake AND alcohol...tequila, some baileys thing and vodka. anyway i cant drink for peanuts i felt horrible after a &lt;em&gt;few &lt;/em&gt;sips and apparently i became paler as i drank hahaha that is so inverse. stick to lemon barley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was basic theory test it was okay there're 50 qns u need 45 to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 34: What does ERP stand for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we celebrated kats bday and we went to night safari, yes HAHA but its cool okay! anyway we pissed everyone off on the tram because we were talking super loudly and going omgomgomgomg at everything. its kinda sad actually the animals are kept in such a small area for display esp the baby elephants i think the space they have is comparable to the cj field! depressing. anyway lately ive been experiencing some sort of a ringing sound in my ears pretty often it just comes and goes. i think im turning deaf so guys do me a favour STOP SCREAMING IN MY EARS thankyouverymuch. you know who you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111392183766287389?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111392183766287389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111392183766287389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111392183766287389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111392183766287389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-been-sleeping-with-ghosts-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111331855403662292</id><published>2005-04-13T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:09:14.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angels with even filthier soul</title><content type='html'>HELLO. lets see, my parents, first sis, her husband and their 5 month old foetus, are gonna go to......GENTING HIGHLANDS for the trillionkazilliongodzillion time in 1/2 hour! so that leaves me with my second sis, who comes home about thrice a year, and my THIRD sis, whos probably gonna bring her lesbian partner home again, and...........solomon. oh solomon! the grey matter in the house. solomonismycomfort. meow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my piano teacher ie. candy (thats her name whatareyouthinking?) lent me this book called "classical composers" which is just about as thick as our history package. fabulous. BUT omg its so interesting! soooooooooo many cool pictures of the olden times in the 18th and 19th century and all the info on EVERY composer you can ever imagine! super cool i swear. during that era the piano(called harpsichord at that time) had its bottom keys black in colour and top keys white! and mozart has the saddest life ever la when he died (35 yrs old) he was buried under some lousy unmarked grave! no recognition no statue no nothing! and 4 out of 5 of his siblings died when they were infants. !!!!!!!! depressing right and he's a like a genius he wrote operas and symphonies and a hundreds of other works by the age of TWELVE!! AND WHAT WAS I DOING?! okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this friday is kats birthday!! YAY and this sat's cheryl's bday! 4/6'03 reunion omg im so excited! haha the nudge on MSN is really so.....@%@#^#^@! haha when i see kit in school im gonna 'nudge' him and he pretends he gets electrocuted he already did that once its HILARIOUS! okay bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111331855403662292?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111331855403662292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111331855403662292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111331855403662292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111331855403662292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/04/angels-with-even-filthier-soul.html' title='angels with even filthier soul'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111279626113640864</id><published>2005-04-07T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T22:10:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/deryck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this song is about us, this song is called no brains"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deryck whibley is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, our first mass pe session for 2005 was damn slack la im so disappointed! they actually called it like, army-styled training?? we were ordered to run 8 rounds within 16 minutes, which is like chickenduckpigcow feet cuz i was expecting something like 14 rounds and after that situps pushups and vertical jumps ONLY 3 SETS seriously i wasn't even perspiring! and AFTER THAT we had to do 4 sets of grandstand and then pullups. &lt;em&gt;no sweat&lt;/em&gt;! i love mass pe! and the &lt;em&gt;wonderful caring&lt;/em&gt; teachers who go all out to make sure we maintain our fitness level to the MAX. isnt life fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is for you FIONALIMPEIWEN/BEEGEOK (haha!). dont be depressed i promise eveything will be FINE! :) and remind me to let you listen to our fav song k. acne everywhere, unwanted facial hair! HAAHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111279626113640864?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111279626113640864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111279626113640864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111279626113640864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111279626113640864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-song-is-about-us-this-song-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111261546055529576</id><published>2005-04-05T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T19:51:00.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 10 facts of life. (at least for mine)</title><content type='html'>#1) the looks of parents and their children are inversely related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2) some couples in cj are planning to make babies already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3) econs lectures are the best thing that ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4) sugarcane dude at chomps has nextofkin in cj. (look out for hossan leong lookalike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5) short people = beautiful people (i swear theres no sarcasm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6) some people like to act emo/troubled for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7) 99% of the people who look bitchy/unfriendly/problematic/whatever makes you pissed, when they dont smile - are not. (this one is reallyreally reallyyyy a fact!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8) laughing excessively gives you pimples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9) i'll alwaysalwaysalwaysalways be surrounded by perverted freaks forever and evereververvever AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10) brandon flowers and gwendolyn han are meant to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111261546055529576?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111261546055529576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111261546055529576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111261546055529576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111261546055529576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/04/10-facts-of-life-at-least-for-mine.html' title='the 10 facts of life. (at least for mine)'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111190240748060976</id><published>2005-03-28T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T13:46:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>portions for foxes</title><content type='html'>okay, so i guess i should continue with that ufo story thing, but its really longwinded so im not going to. basically the aliens almost abducted me but as fio says max failed. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, the piano recital thing starts exactly in 4 hours. im so terrified im actually calm right now. kinda like numb, but when i reach the place itself i think i'll just hyperventilate and die of a nervous breakdown. if you figured, i have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; problem playing in front people, but apparently my teacher has absolutely no idea.....so i guess she'll find out today. seriously i'd rather write 10 cold war essays than do this 20 minute thing. maybe even run 2.4. or do bungee jumping or skydiving or something. anything! i need inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111190240748060976?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111190240748060976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111190240748060976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111190240748060976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111190240748060976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/portions-for-foxes.html' title='portions for foxes'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111174341293971627</id><published>2005-03-26T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T17:52:39.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even the nights they can get better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tedtedtedtedted! i love ted. hilarious bandname! anyway, pratad yesterday and the milo dinosaur made my night! lous we HAVE TO go there one day! and so just you know i already gave up on the jap noodle place we were supposed to go to LAST YEAR. anyway while going back yesterday i was just telling them about what happened a few years ago when i saw an &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ufo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; yes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UFO&lt;/span&gt;. unidentified flying object. i wasn't the only one my friend saw it TOO! HAHA this is so retarded but i dont care. its like around the forested area near acjc around 11pm and in response to some of the theories my friends have offered;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its not a lamp post because lamp posts do not move leftrightupdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2) its not a plane because planes do not travel backwards/move leftrightupdown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) its not a freaking bird. (wtf!)&lt;br /&gt;4) its not a satellite because they are farfarfarfarfar away and not just above trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so me and my friend were walking like 10m behind the rest of our friends, and halfway through i just looked to my left, where the forested area was, and there was this supersuperduperduperduperrrrrrr bright.........thing above the trees. not like right above but you know much above. kay whatever then my friend turned to look as well, and we just stopped walking altogether and stared at the thing. its looks &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; like what you would think an ufo looks like. it has this plate thing in between a top and bottom hump and it was really really bright! its like luminous bright. i remember sooooo clearly! so after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: are.you.thinking.what.im.thinking.&lt;br /&gt;friend: i.think.so&lt;br /&gt;me: what?!&lt;br /&gt;friend: i dont know!!&lt;br /&gt;me: it cant be!&lt;br /&gt;friend: omg it is.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh.my.god.&lt;br /&gt;friend: ohhhhhhh.myyyyyyyyyy.goddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;us: %5$%^%3#$%^$&amp;&amp;amp;##!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran to tell the rest what happened and they thought we were raped or something la cuz our eyes were all teary and we were breathless! ya we were super freaked out! cmon we were only 14! okay i'll stop here i'll continue with part II or something next time hahahah bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111174341293971627?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111174341293971627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111174341293971627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111174341293971627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111174341293971627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/even-nights-they-can-get-better.html' title='even the nights they can get better...'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111150186091903219</id><published>2005-03-23T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:31:00.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot fuss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/cover-3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/sq_the_killers_live_egwi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brandon flowers = mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111150186091903219?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111150186091903219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111150186091903219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111150186091903219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111150186091903219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/hot-fuss.html' title='hot fuss!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111131080641846501</id><published>2005-03-21T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T17:26:46.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where do we go from now?</title><content type='html'>the previous entry was so rubbishy please ignore it! four hundred and forty two days and counting, and thats all there is. wonderful. i think my wild imagination can run faster than i can actually sprint. ohhh the winning days are sure gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"are you guys gonna eat the bread later?"&lt;br /&gt;"huh?!"&lt;br /&gt;-"in the church"&lt;br /&gt;"uhm. ya. holy communion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it'll register in my brain long enough so the next trip to ihm will be less embarrassing and more enriching. and they gave out palms too cuz the people at that time used palms to.....welcome jesus? something along these lines la. and good friday is coming. jesus died that day but if its like sad and all why is it called good friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school's starting TOMORROWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. hlhsglsglkjbslaghas'goinbsflashf i havent done nationalism havent done geography havent done un sbq havent done econs drq&amp;mcq. and im gonna watch LOTR in 2 hours time. fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rapscallion starkers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (copyright)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111131080641846501?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111131080641846501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111131080641846501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111131080641846501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111131080641846501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/where-do-we-go-from-now.html' title='where do we go from now?'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111115826804783753</id><published>2005-03-19T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:04:28.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo bullshit</title><content type='html'>i wish i could turn back time (who doesnt?)&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was less problematic&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was more positive&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasn't so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i wish i wasn't so fucking paranoid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111115826804783753?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111115826804783753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111115826804783753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111115826804783753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111115826804783753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/emo-bullshit.html' title='emo bullshit'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111099248327369775</id><published>2005-03-17T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T01:01:23.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 pints 4 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/7684040021.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/7684010098.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, every weight-obsessed person's ie. girls nightmare. i finished 2 pints in 4 days. if you throw me down a pool right now i dont think i'll float. gonna study at gardens with foo tmr, or rather later. and this also means that im not gonna get &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; work done. fabbbbbbulous. oh, yesterday had shooting, and i'm so pro i dropped the freaking gun into the firing area while stoning and shaun was like "cease fire!" and there were other shooters from other schools! soooooooooooo embarrassing and i could have just bent down and reached for the gun but i was so embarrassed i just stood there like a complete moron. i tink dat dere ish tumthing wrong wif mi larhz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111099248327369775?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111099248327369775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111099248327369775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111099248327369775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111099248327369775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/2-pints-4-days.html' title='2 pints 4 days.'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111073325524177499</id><published>2005-03-14T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T01:06:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan kayu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;obesity is the new cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fio, alvin, me went for prata at jalan kayu for supper. my first taste of a 'milo dinosaur' hahahahaha how spas is that? anw we should recruit more members! so if you live in tpy and are interested in being obese in less than a week, join us. results guaranteed. hahaha anw while going home, we stopped at the wrong bus stop and walked through freaky paths and fio freaked cuz she had plant-0-phobia. even alvin was scared. HAHAHA you wimp! its alright, cheese prata is king.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111073325524177499?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111073325524177499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111073325524177499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111073325524177499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111073325524177499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/jalan-kayu.html' title='jalan kayu!'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111070837743759626</id><published>2005-03-14T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T18:06:17.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kashmir and dalai lamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" bordercolor="#333333" width="350"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp"&gt;&lt;img border="0" align="center" width="300" height="107" src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/fabiennebanner.jpg" alt="What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;p&gt;You're sweet, but not naive -- though you like to be babied like a child at times. You prefer to have a bad boy by your side, but sometimes have problems understanding why he has to run off to take care of business. You want to settle down, yet deep down inside, you are excited by the surprises life throws your way. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp"&gt;What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. hilarious. from rachelwonghuimin's journal. hows canada? tree had the same result last week and i was actually mocking her. simply fantastic. i hope eileen's comp turned out well today....it'll be better if her commando-in-the-making went too. hahahhah and liau, &lt;em&gt;dinner&lt;/em&gt; does look like &lt;em&gt;lunch &lt;/em&gt;OKAY. its in the genes. but dont worry i dont really like &lt;em&gt;dinners&lt;/em&gt; because it makes you fat. oh and &lt;em&gt;lunch's&lt;/em&gt; whatever is called &lt;em&gt;dessert.&lt;/em&gt; my puns cant get any worse. EEERRRRRRRRRR......kiexzxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my sister's baby is a GIRL. bon voyage tristan! now i have the heavy responsibility of finding a nice and unique and cool and unusual and special name for her. i dont want this kid to hate me 10 years from now. girls are so hard to name. i'll name it peck hiang or something. how lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foo said the NUS campus looked like a POW camp. im going give led zepplin the credit of composing songs that never end. yeah liv this is very random. can't help it, kashmir never seems to end! lets see, this fab song is 8 minutes 32 seconds. speaking of &lt;em&gt;musique&lt;/em&gt;, rockerfella was pretty good. but as narindar always says, there will be a few &lt;em&gt;exceptions&lt;/em&gt;. anw, great job done by james and his band! and also to all the brave souls who sang solo. i think i'll just die singing in front of one person. okay, its communism vs. democracy time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111070837743759626?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111070837743759626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111070837743759626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111070837743759626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111070837743759626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/kashmir-and-dalai-lamas.html' title='kashmir and dalai lamas'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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-10524408.post-111045918982617480</id><published>2005-03-11T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T21:29:23.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the old days</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/PICT0643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/Img_0221.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the tv. we're nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/vyned/grp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving. we were happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524408-111045918982617480?l=deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/feeds/111045918982617480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524408&amp;postID=111045918982617480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111045918982617480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524408/posts/default/111045918982617480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathofaninteriordecorater.blogspot.com/2005/03/old-days.html' title='the old days'/><author><name>ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15152785414575052537</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>
