<?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-8799681</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:02:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>krystalicious</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>438</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3032746916910851882</id><published>2007-03-28T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:30:47.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quoted from Judge Pek!</title><content type='html'>During Mr Lee's maths lesson....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What is &lt;i&gt;guai lan&lt;/i&gt;? Weird dick?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3032746916910851882?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3032746916910851882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3032746916910851882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3032746916910851882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3032746916910851882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/quoted-from-judge-pek.html' title='Quoted from Judge Pek!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-5819974399542532533</id><published>2007-03-26T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:45:52.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCB</title><content type='html'>Now I have blisters on both feet T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope there isn't running tomorrow for PE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: Don't walk home when you fold your socks to ankle length.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-5819974399542532533?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5819974399542532533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=5819974399542532533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5819974399542532533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5819974399542532533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/ccb.html' title='CCB'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-5628268236507490714</id><published>2007-03-26T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:33:18.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school x(</title><content type='html'>The weekend went by in a blink. I can't recall anything I did during the 2 days at all, except for going for the PTM and wasting my time there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise surprise! I could wake up on time this morning and even took a bus to school. Like yay! I was thinking, "YAY CAN SAVE MONEY LIAO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blister on my left foot pissed the hell outta me. It made me wince whenever I had to walk a weeeee bit faster! (On Saturday there was pus and today, when I removed the plaster, I saw raw red flesh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning announcements were amusing. All we heard was 307, 307, and 307! And then we had to go down to the foyer for an attire check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the girls passed, while 20-odd guys had to go for a haircut. Poor Sirchow. He just had a haircut last Friday and he got shaved today... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class for Maths lesson. Sigh. There was a new arrangement. Those who failed A Maths had to be taught under LYH; and it obviously includes &lt;i&gt;yours truely&lt;/i&gt;, who's not very mathematically-inclined. Sigh... The only positive thing? Air-conditioning. I'd rather give up the air-con lah! I want Mrs Chan! But I shall buck up and pass my A Maths so I can quickly get out of the LYH hellhole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYH even said it would be quieter environment. Like real. There's Matthew, Shaojie and Yili lah! How can it be quiet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked through English. And Jasmine &lt;i&gt;kena&lt;/i&gt; shower cap... She damn &lt;i&gt;suay&lt;/i&gt; lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography. Sigh. Act Cute Tan again x( Nvm lah Kiathan was damn funny =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Sigh. Had no appetite at all. Stupid me thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood went downhill right after recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't concentrate during Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shaded the answers for the Humanities Challenge quite randomly and slept throughout the whole thing. If I slept any longer I would have drooled =_=''' ok kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for Social Studies and read SS notes, cramming the info 20 seconds right before the test. My vision was blurred after sleeping too much; my mind, groggy. Needless to say, the last-minute revision was completely useless. My answer script was as good as a blank piece of paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue. I read through the work given and gave up lah! Shoved in into my bag and then slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed with Jasmine. BTW thanks Langston for carrying my bag! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hougang Mall with Jasmine and Kokwee. Got my tragus pierced. It was a last-minute decision, but I LOVE IT! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcflurried and went home via the long way: taking 74 to school, then 72 to YCK, then walking home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KOKWEE 大眼睛小鬼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-5628268236507490714?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5628268236507490714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=5628268236507490714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5628268236507490714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5628268236507490714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/school-x.html' title='school x('/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-2005425801498350166</id><published>2007-03-24T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:18:08.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ptm</title><content type='html'>Like wtf lah went for Parents Teacher Meeting this morning! Need to wear school uniform some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm okay. Went to the school hall. Hohoho saw some of 307 peeps' parents o.O Some people hor, never come one! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I heard some of the comments about Choy. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My turn was the shortest I guess. Blah blah blah atttire and grades only lah. And oh yeah Ms Chan said I look tired in class. =_= Lalalala and I didn't know I failed my SS overall! Like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why was blogging mentioned? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah actually I think LYH is okay lah. Neutral nia. I dunno why my class is so biased against him. He bobian then punish whole class mah. It's the class clowns who refuse to cooperate. Tsk. He can't possibly keep punishing the same few ones. Or not they sure kaopeh that LYH is biased =_='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kids arh, damn hard to please sia! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope the meeting on Monday goes well without any hiccups. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-2005425801498350166?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2005425801498350166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=2005425801498350166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2005425801498350166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2005425801498350166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/ptm.html' title='ptm'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3683475229747609914</id><published>2007-03-23T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:30:23.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeooooooooooweeeeeeeet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah so many people thought I was absent for two days, and Wednesday was my first day of the term. Like wtf lah. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography was siao lah. Computerrrrrr lab! Mr Wong's email is TOALLY twit! Hahah =) And Chao Kiathan broke his promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA was shit. The relief teacher keeeee siao! But slack like shit. And Minghong said I'm noisy! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was ok ok lah. But I catch half ball only! Oops have been missing too many lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was still quiet. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was a breeeeeeeeeeeze! LYH joined us for lessons =( bad thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was a bore except for the oral presentation part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was greatttttttt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overslept once again. Gaaaawwwwwd, called cab and managed to rush to school for punchcard. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies was a bore. 15/25 for common test. Could've done better. Whatever. But I managed to pass la WAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English. Hmm somehow I can't recall what happened. Oh ok suddenly I remember. Ok now I forgot. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths. LYH joined us again. Sigh. I don't want Mrs Chan to leave. This is the first time in Sec Sch life that I'm listening attentively (100%) during maths, and then this had to happen x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. So much better x) got improvement arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT. Computer lab! Haha. Crappylicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog. Kiathan sat next to me! Wheeee, but he already broke his promise =_= I laughed like mad, thanks to him =_= Like wtf he kept BONG-ing. HAHAHA. Ooops I was supposed to pay attention to AikLong&amp;amp;co.'s presentation Btw &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sorry Kiathan for whacking your head with the Geog textbook&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked with Peijun and Xingzi after school. Hehehehe we did something naughty at Hougang Point. Hehehehehehe. Sorry arh Xingzi and the person(s) involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school. Went to 305 classroom and then to 307. Crapped with Sirchow. Wrote crap on the whiteboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then PJ and XZ pangseh-ed me to go change into their NPCC uniform with Mavis. Haha then went back to 305 to get my bag but found the door locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran to toilet to look for Mavis to get 305 class key! Wtf man. Sirchow went with me and commented that the Ladies' is very clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Someone: Where'd you get the key?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: The toilet! Toilet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirchow: Really, the 3rd floor girls' toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone: =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: TOILET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone:=_=&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my bag from 305. Sirchow implied that I don't know how to unlock the door! Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirchow went to snatch the 305 class key away! Wth. Then went back to 307. Langston appeared out of nowhere and kidnapped my bag! Then talk talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to follow Langston till his CCA started cos he was carrying my bag. BTW he looks gay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sirchow kiap-ed his head with the Guzheng room door. WTF I laughed like siao. Dunno why he so clumsy and blur lah! But Langston claims that his gay Chow is agile at the right times. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirchow and I went to third floor toilet to look for Mavis to return the key to her. Hmm. They weren't there and I said, "OH SHIT NPCC FALL IN LIAO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right. So that chao Sirchow went to return the keys and I went for CCA! Hahahaha. Like wtf man I had to follow Langston and Sirchow cos they kidnapped my stuff =_=''' wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA was so fun lah! Keep walking around the lab although my left foot hurt like fuck. Leong Tuck Heng and Pang Zhenyong rocks lah! HAHAHAHA! Too bad he got Wei Sze liao. LMAO. JKJK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Weijie and Kokguan had to saboh me for Homecoming Day. KNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Adrian is the OIC for homecoming. YAY! ADRIAAAAAN YEWWWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And briefing from Tang. ohmygoat lah I was so bored. Then Tang had to suan me outside the lab. Tsk there were so many people outside la! Tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. OMG SIRCHOW DID I ERASE EVERYTHING THAT WAS WRITTEN ON THE BOARD HUH?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3683475229747609914?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3683475229747609914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3683475229747609914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3683475229747609914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3683475229747609914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/weeooooooooooweeeeeeeet.html' title='weeooooooooooweeeeeeeet!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3851908001080307286</id><published>2007-03-23T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T19:06:19.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gaaaaaaaaaaaaviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnn chewwwwww zeyonnggggggggggg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;周哲永先生！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;我要我的红包！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3851908001080307286?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3851908001080307286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3851908001080307286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3851908001080307286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3851908001080307286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/gaaaaaaaaaaaaviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnn.html' title='gaaaaaaaaaaaaviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnn chewwwwww zeyonnggggggggggg!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-6100423310460022611</id><published>2007-03-21T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:10:37.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the great depression</title><content type='html'>Warning: Long post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/19-03-07_0349b.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee! Blogging like finally! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am now allowed to use a certain phrase that every teenager (or pre-teen) use: &lt;i&gt;LIFE SUCKS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if my life were a movie, it would a good one x) Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah this week so far suckedddddddddddddd =( I have no other words to use, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking overslept lurh! Reached school at 9:08am and was escorted to the General Office with a security guard. The Operations Manager scold me like siao and he caught me for my socks? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to class. Lol I missed three periods of lessons! Huiling was like, "Wah very early hor?" and Bi was like "LATE! LATE! LATE!". WTF man. And Cherie only arrived minutes before me lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was slaaaaaaaaaaack. Heh. I didn't even know what was going on lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography! At Dance Room. Sucked. Miss Charlene 'Act Cute' Tan was the one teaching =( It was hard to focus lah, what with the stuffy room and having to sit on the floor and the non-existence of tables, thus having to look up at the screen for the Powerpoints then bend over to scribble the notes onto the paper on the floor =_= Haha but talking to Jolin was fun HAHAHAHA! And Kiathan broke his promise &amp;gt;=( Chao Kiathan. I'm gonna tell the whole world that he loves Bong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recesssss was so boring. Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics. Took down notes and drew diagrams and the whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly. It was about responsible blogging and being safe on cyberspace and whatnot. Obviously the failed talked. And the videos showed were unconvincing, and unable to persuade and educate us about the lack of safety in cyberspace and the do-nots of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies. Sleeping session. Stupid subject. Hehe. We were supposed to have a test, but gah we took so long to settle down so the test was postponed. Handed up the stupid letter. Rah! Malcolm asked for a photo of someone =) And he admitted he's homosexual aka GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue: Errrrr wtf slack like dunno what shit sia. 秋天的怀念!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight home. Kinda. Took 72 all the way to Yio Chu Kang interchange and then walked home. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep at all at night... I wanted to call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but he was asleep x( Thus I took photos of the view from my bed? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/20-03-07_0316.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/20-03-07_0317b.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/20-03-07_0318.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/20-03-07_0320.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponned school! Haha. Gawwwwd lah I wanted to go to school, but heck lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I went back to school for CCA! Hahaha so guai man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just so happened the 307 people were dismissed and strolling out of school at that time. So many people saw me, man! Weijie, Alvan, YuanHao &amp; gang when I was walking to the school; Yefeng, Marcus and Singwen when I was walking into the school; Bi(lly), Jasmine, Kenneth, when I went to the canteen! And others which I cannot recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but I was super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt; when I saw some of them LOL. But I said hello to some of them lah! Damn funny lah! Everyone went, "Orh hor skip school!", "Orh hor ponteng arh?", "Why you come back?", "Lame sia you. Skip lessons!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy even went PUI! and *vomit* when I said I was a guaikia. Or was it Kenneth? Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho had fun with my juniors outside the lab while waiting for CCA to start. ALAF people lah we all! Hmm then saw two people that I really hated? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA was weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy bubble tea with Amelia. Talked alot x) I agreed with her on most points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared on the bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and used the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came back from work and talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise 1: &lt;b&gt;I got pwned by Yong Hor!&lt;/b&gt; He called my mother and told her I was absent for school that day! Die lah! Aiyoooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise 2 killed me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She read my diary.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My personal diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My private journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one written in pen on paper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she knows many many many many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so furious that no words came out from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact was so huge. It swept me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned off the computer and went to shower and cried more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into my room and cried. I wanted to talk to someone so badly, but I just couldn't find any, after browsing through my phonebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried and cried till I fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overslept like siao. And my eyes were swollen like siao and I had single eyelids. Like totally asian single eyelids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chionged to school. And was escorted by [of ALL SLs] Shaojie! TMD so many latecomers lah that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to class and Bi went "LATE AGAIN!" And someone's eyes were even more swollen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a fucking blister at my left foot on the heel! It burst and the blood stained my shoes! Terance said, "Wah you damn pro lah white shoe become red shoe. Why you never wear socks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did wear socks, but the ankle socks slid down as i was chionging =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fucking pain lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack slack slack for English and POA. I was damn tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME was hilarious lah! PAPER AEROPLANES FLYING EVERYWHERE! There was even a plane named after LYH! Hahah 307 is officially and airport =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC lesson was conducted outside the Science Staff Room! Sad sad man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess.... was quieter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three periods of A.Maths! Breezed through it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met Mr Singh with Cherie for detention. He asked me where was I on Tuesday. Told the truth haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch. Then back to detention. Did the National Geographic summary! Haha that was the work Mr Singh gave us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious lah the conversations between the other detainees! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum called me twice =( Mustn't be anything good nia. Haix. She told me go home ASAP as she wanted to talk?! Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got released one hour earlier for detention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really scared on the way home. Thanks Didi for your SMSes =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-6100423310460022611?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6100423310460022611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=6100423310460022611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/6100423310460022611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/6100423310460022611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-depression.html' title='the great depression'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-6505388391780207487</id><published>2007-03-18T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:19:18.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh greaaatttttt</title><content type='html'>School reopening tomorrow! And great uhh today my period came. WTF. And that means tomorrow's the second day = HEAVY FLOWWWWWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cramps are killing me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-6505388391780207487?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6505388391780207487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=6505388391780207487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/6505388391780207487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/6505388391780207487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-greaaatttttt.html' title='oh greaaatttttt'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4360192665166567103</id><published>2007-03-18T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:24:17.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY YAY AY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SMELLY JUNSHENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4360192665166567103?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4360192665166567103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4360192665166567103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4360192665166567103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4360192665166567103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay-yay-ay.html' title='YAY YAY AY!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-7566591099246018834</id><published>2007-03-17T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:20:03.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why am i so stupid. oh godddddddd</title><content type='html'>Hmm I woke up from a dream, which was kinda nightmarish. And yes it was set in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I typed in the details of the dream into my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to check my call duration counter for no reason and wanted to clear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It required my security code and I went =_= cos I couldn't recall the new one I set. WTF right, set new code then forget. But I tried my luck and HAHAHA! I got it right. Funny. I swore I had to retry quite a number of times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went on to fiddle with my other security access codes. And of all, I chose to play with the PIN code. I went to activate "pin request" and it required typing in the pin code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it wasn't the default 1234, so I tried my ex's birthday. BINGOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then I went to attempt to change it. I typed my code wrongly for the first two times cos i was really groggy. THEN FOR THE FINAL TRY I WAS REALLY CONFIDENT ABOUT TYPING IT CORRECTLY BUT... WTF I TYPED IT WRONGLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SIM BLOCKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Enter PUK Code!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that means... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I cannot be contacted via handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... Till my mother is free enough to go to Singtel =((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I suan-ed Bell for screwing up her PIN code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah you guys can call my house phone, and most probably you don't have the number cos I don't give it out (and nobody asks for it, like, duh), so you have to MSN or email me for it (cos I can't sms for obvious reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;update 1. 4:43PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Singtel site and saw this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;I see “PUK” on my mobile phone, what should I do?&lt;/b&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;“PUK” happens when you attempt to unlock your phone unsuccessfully after the third try. You will need a PUK code to unlock your mobile phone. Please call our hotline &lt;strong&gt;1626&lt;/strong&gt; for automated assistance on PUK code retrieval.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like OH YAY I CAN SAVE MY&lt;s&gt;SELF&lt;/s&gt; SIM CARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fuck lah I called 1626 and tried TWICE, and all I got was "YOUR PUK CODE IS NOT FOUND. YOU WILL BE TRANSFERRED TO AN AUTOMATED SURVEY..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, WTF?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-7566591099246018834?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7566591099246018834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=7566591099246018834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7566591099246018834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7566591099246018834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-am-i-so-stupid-oh-godddddddd.html' title='why am i so stupid. oh godddddddd'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-9080363237883262958</id><published>2007-03-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:41:18.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm already counting down!</title><content type='html'>Like, bloody hell lah. I can't wait for school. Yippppppppee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm chilled out with two jokers &lt;b&gt;Kok&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Bi&lt;/b&gt; =_= Met them at &lt;b&gt;Hougang Mall&lt;/b&gt;. Had an eventful dinner at LJS. Gossssssh we're &lt;i&gt;messy&lt;/i&gt; eaters lah! WTF lah damn throw face lah ok! Kept laughing throughout the whole meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;b&gt;Causeway Point&lt;/b&gt;. TMD the bus ride to Woodlands was sooooooo long and I was damn bloody cold lah! The two guys were going "&lt;i&gt;SO COLD DAMN COLD VERY COLD&lt;/i&gt;" throughout the whole journey. And I was rather amused by my friend's text messages. I was like smiling grinning smirking at my phone all the time wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Kok had a &lt;b&gt;wardrobe malfunction&lt;/b&gt; (right on the bus lah wtf) and he said that out loud, thus attracting the attention of the guy sitting in front of him. &lt;i&gt;The guy turned around and smiled and looked at Kok (and the malfunction) for quite sometime.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah too bad Kok couldn't see the guy staring at him coz we were talking and he had to face me so yeah he wasn't facing the front but instead to his right. I was, like, &lt;i&gt;gek&lt;/i&gt; 笑-ing when I was talking to Kok at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we reached Woodlands and before getting off the seats, the &lt;b&gt;scary guy&lt;/b&gt; in front of Kok &lt;u&gt;TURNED AND SMILED AT HIM&lt;/u&gt;. WTF lah! The guy kept looking at Kok okay! I was damn freaked out lah. Maybe that guy is &lt;i&gt;gay&lt;/i&gt; lah and he wants to know Kok x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around Causeway Point. Hmm nothing much lah coz it was around closing time. It was 9+? Yeah then we got out of that mall and after much deliberation, we decided to go to &lt;b&gt;Ang Mo Kio&lt;/b&gt;! Weeeee I was so happy lah LOL coz easier to go home mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MRT ride there seemed so long lah dunno why. And Bi said Mrs Chan &lt;s&gt;wouldn't&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;may not&lt;/b&gt; be teaching us anymore? LIKE WTF! Who would replace her! She's so nice lah x( &lt;b&gt;I don't want Lee YH!&lt;/b&gt; Gosh! And Bi doesn't know anything about holiday homework wtf. 问他等于白问. Yeah then we talked crap crap crap. And Kok and Bi were obsessed with the '&lt;i&gt;terrorist&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking to McDonalds/McCafe, Kok got really confused with the gender(s) of a lesbian couple. He thought the butch was just a skinny and short guy [like him].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm reached there, grabbed some seats, ate/drank and talk cock. Oh yeah we were observing people too! Haha and Bi said he wants to revise there too =_= Cos there were loads of students studying/revising there too! At 10+PM okay! And there were students still strolling in at that time. Wah lao eh these people arh study at night one tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. Bi dashed across the pedestrian crossing (while red man) to chase his bus =_= A taxi honked at him. Wah lao eh that fella arh damn &lt;b&gt;daring&lt;/b&gt;. And it wasn't any other normal road lah. &lt;i&gt;It's the area with a big fat yellow cross in a box ok!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went like WTF lah! Hmm the other people waiting to cross the road were looking at Bi and commenting on him lah. LOL the aunties were like scolding him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok said it was no big deal though. And he would be able to do that too. WTF lah 不怕死.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending Kok to his bus-stop I walked home. Heh. Shiok lah! Lawlz too bad it was too late for not-so-surprise-visiting/stalking activities! My target was sound asleep =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is passing so fast for the March break. Why? Damnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got mixed reviews about the Media Club camp? Lawlz. Everybody seemed to hate the 10km Jalan Kayu night walk and PTs. Aww man. But the rest of the activities seemed fun lah! Hmm I regret a teeny weeny bit for not going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I was absent two days straight in a row last week, Thursday and Friday. Hmm Thursday was totally &lt;u&gt;unintentional&lt;/u&gt; lah! &lt;b&gt;I woke up with the glaring sun in my face at 8:30am!!!&lt;/b&gt; Like wtf. And I had so many SMSes lah =_= Since the punishment for being late seemed to be so troublesome compared to that of 'truancy', &lt;u&gt;I chose the latter&lt;/u&gt;. Like wtf lah I hate detention. Furthermore, I hated Thursday as it was a really looooong day. &lt;i&gt;In fact I only like the Geography lessons&lt;/i&gt; x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday... Hmm I wasn't really thrilled about camp, so I simply &lt;i&gt;ponteng&lt;/i&gt;ed (kinda)? And yadda yadda file check wtf all the rubbish. If there wasn't so many things happening that day and there was only camp, I would gone to school. &lt;b&gt;Oh well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wtf lah I really wanted to go to school on Thursday lah! Cos I left my file in school on Wednesday and I really wanted to take my file (which contains so many important things!) and Geog textbook home the next day (which is Thurs) and just stay at home and revise Geog. &lt;i&gt;I don't want to flunk that subject&lt;/i&gt; x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help that teachers gave holidays assignment on Thurs and Fri?! Like, wtf, maybe I would have known, like, half of the homework given if I attended school on Thurs? Lol now I am totally blurfucked about the holiday homework. I know there's SS project, but WTF issit about? There's Maths, but I don't know what questions. There's CME project. Yeah. And I thought there's supposed to be a Chinese project?! &lt;b&gt;Ehh like WTF man!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wah lao I really miss 204 lah! I can just call any one of them and I'll know what homework there is. Tsk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O I'm really enjoying going tippity-tap on the keyboard and clickity-click on the mouse woohoo! I miss it like loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala like WTH lah I'm staying home and not going shopping for this March break. &lt;b&gt;NEWSFLASH: &lt;u&gt;KRYSTAL AKI MIZOGUCHI CHOOSES TONNING &amp; SLACKING OVER SHOPPING DURING ONE-WEEK MARCH HOLIDAYS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol it's because I want to refrain from over-spending! I want to save money and buy presents for my darlingsssss x) &lt;b&gt;A dollar a day?&lt;/b&gt; Haha x) &lt;i&gt;NOT ONE CENT A DAY OKAY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I've cancelled shopping dates/sprees (unless there's a sponsor =]) and accepted BASICALLY ANYTHING THAT DOESN'T DO ANY HARM TO MY WALLET (excluding breakfast, brunch, lunch, tea, dinner, supper dates. =) i live to eat.)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet nobody's gonna believe that I'm trying to save money. Ptttttf. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I hate my new sleeping habits lah! I sleep so much now! Not good not good. It's not helpful if I want to chiong on the computer till the wee hours. WTF I tend to oversleep (like Thursday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like sleeping earlier and earlier! Now I feel tired at 1+AM =( And I wake up so damn early during weekends or holidays lah. IN THE MORNING OKAY. AM AM AM! Not PM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf some more cannot go back to sleep if I wake up too early. I prefer waking up at 1+pm. So damn bloody comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today different case lah dunno why. Woke up at 8+AM due to SMS =_=  'replied' and fell asleep o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up later and got amused by my phone. My phone was still at 'create message' LOL! I then realised I typed the message halfway and I didn't send the message. I didn't reply my friend at all! I wanted to laugh out loud lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah I shall end this post with keywords for a weird dream of mine lah okay? (The post is getting so long =_=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-START-&lt;br /&gt;setting: XMS, afternoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dark, dingy, and dusty classroom&lt;br /&gt;Close window&lt;br /&gt;Draw curtain&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Huiling&lt;br /&gt;Cherie pierce ear&lt;br /&gt;Charlene with short dyed &amp;amp; rebonded hair&lt;br /&gt;Twelve marks for test&lt;br /&gt;Late homework&lt;br /&gt;Miss Charlene Tan o.O&lt;br /&gt;Mr Singh&lt;br /&gt;Attire check&lt;br /&gt;Earsticks &amp;amp; socks removed&lt;br /&gt;Non-existent sports hall&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Koh&lt;br /&gt;Sec one kids in corridor&lt;br /&gt;Weird games&lt;br /&gt;Crowded corridors&lt;br /&gt;Triple-D and attendance book&lt;br /&gt;ODAC people in ODAC attire o.O&lt;br /&gt;Triple-D&lt;br /&gt;Shouts&lt;br /&gt;Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Shout&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;Shout&lt;br /&gt;Slow reaction&lt;br /&gt;Hug from back (like wtf)&lt;br /&gt;Stare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-THE END-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Why are so many of my dreams' settings in school?! Like wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-9080363237883262958?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/9080363237883262958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/9080363237883262958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-already-counting-down.html' title='i&apos;m already counting down!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3157650202295300667</id><published>2007-03-13T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T02:03:39.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我说到做到</title><content type='html'>死白痴， 读这么多书也没用！ 最终连人际关系也不会搞好！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把我的话当成耳边风？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我那时可不是开玩笑的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别以为你是我所谓“亲爱”的弟弟 ，我就不舍得那样做、 狠不下心来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦，你也也只不过是我的“干弟”的其中之一罢了。 干爹、干妈、干哥、干姐、干弟妹、等等都是年轻人无聊的玩意儿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你也太低估我了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别说我没警告你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可是个心狠手辣的女人。 （最毒妇人心嘛……）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你可别怪我哦……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3157650202295300667?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3157650202295300667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3157650202295300667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3157650202295300667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3157650202295300667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_13.html' title='我说到做到'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-8992181731198305872</id><published>2007-03-12T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:01:26.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala march break</title><content type='html'>Ehh wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOT WHAT HOLIDAY HOMEWORK HAR?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Think you need a new one,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;No its not a secret,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so fine,&lt;br /&gt;I want you; mine,&lt;br /&gt;You're so delicious,&lt;br /&gt;I think about you all the time,&lt;br /&gt;You're so addictive,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know what I can do,&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel alright?&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend, I think you know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn precious,&lt;br /&gt;And Hell yea,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the MotherFuckin' Princess,&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you like me too,&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like "So, whatever",&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better,&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now,&lt;br /&gt;(And that's what everyone's talkin about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Think you need a new one,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;No its not a secret,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the way,&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;And even when you look away,&lt;br /&gt;I know you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you talk about me all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Again and again,&lt;br /&gt;So come over here,&lt;br /&gt;And tell me what I wanna hear,&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, make your girlfriend dissapear,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear you say her name ever again (again and again and again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause...&lt;br /&gt;She's like "So, whatever",&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better,&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now,&lt;br /&gt;(And that's what everyone's talkin about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Think you need a new one,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;No its not a secret,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh)&lt;br /&gt;In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better,&lt;br /&gt;There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in?&lt;br /&gt;She's so stupid, what the Hell were you thinkin'?&lt;br /&gt;(Oh)&lt;br /&gt;In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better,&lt;br /&gt;There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in?&lt;br /&gt;She's so stupid, what the Hell were you thinkin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Think you need a new one,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;No its not a secret,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Think you need a new one,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;No its not a secret,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You, you,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;No way, no way,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, HEY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-8992181731198305872?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8992181731198305872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=8992181731198305872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8992181731198305872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8992181731198305872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/lalala-march-break.html' title='lalala march break'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4715295633472664956</id><published>2007-03-11T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T01:24:02.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;sad&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My &lt;i&gt;Darling DiDi &lt;u&gt;ZhenYong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;cried&lt;/span&gt; during camp!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( =( 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=( =( =( =( =( =( =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4715295633472664956?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4715295633472664956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4715295633472664956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4715295633472664956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4715295633472664956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_11.html' title='=('/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-7933077616513405232</id><published>2007-03-10T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:51:28.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck siaaaaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>I think I need to chop off 2 inches off my hair. Stupid spilt ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg wtf ok! Imagine pulling out a random strand of hair and finding out that the end is split into three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RfJX9S7XnMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zikrK9KijEM/s1600/splitend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame school for this x(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-7933077616513405232?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7933077616513405232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=7933077616513405232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7933077616513405232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7933077616513405232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuck-siaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='fuck siaaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RfJX9S7XnMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zikrK9KijEM/s72-c/splitend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-7680645522250681870</id><published>2007-03-07T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:48:10.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我沉默你的话也不多&lt;br /&gt;我们之间少了什么不说&lt;br /&gt;哎哟微笑后&lt;br /&gt;表情终于有点难过握着你的手&lt;br /&gt;问你决定了再走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;断了的弦再弹一遍&lt;br /&gt;我的世界你不在里面&lt;br /&gt;我的指尖已经弹出茧&lt;br /&gt;还是无法留你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;断了的弦再怎么连&lt;br /&gt;我的感觉你已听不见&lt;br /&gt;你的转变像断掉的弦&lt;br /&gt;再怎么接音都不对&lt;br /&gt;你的改变我能够分辨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说着笑着的午后 钟声一直在停留&lt;br /&gt;风声静静躺着在诱惑&lt;br /&gt;我一个人在角落 没有你陪伴的我&lt;br /&gt;连寂寞都笑我太堕落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;广场旁边的烟囱 烟雾弥漫你面容&lt;br /&gt;我悄悄背颂你的温柔 喝着加温后的啤酒&lt;br /&gt;这样唯美的镜头 是否只存在故事之中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你的身后 时间把过去都带走&lt;br /&gt;时间把镜头带走 不假思索回忆不放手&lt;br /&gt;好想再跟你牵着手 牵着曾有过的温柔&lt;br /&gt;哭过以后眼泪还是不停的流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨下过之后 街角出现彩虹&lt;br /&gt;泪流干之后 有彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;III&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道说选择了忘记&lt;br /&gt;而解放了自己&lt;br /&gt;是否就拥有挑战爱情的勇气&lt;br /&gt;当时光交成在一起成&lt;br /&gt;说不清的思绪&lt;br /&gt;我却只要那段最美的回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;模糊了视线&lt;br /&gt;你会看不见&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-7680645522250681870?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7680645522250681870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=7680645522250681870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7680645522250681870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7680645522250681870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-8553904271826817466</id><published>2007-03-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:30:05.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI HI HI!</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO! IF YOU'RE FROM XINMIN, REGARDLESS WHETHER YOU'RE HERE TO SEE KENNETH'S PHOTO OR NOT, PLEASE TAG MEEEEEEEE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT INCLUDES TEACHERS! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol thanks Mr Singh for the publicity =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Update: Here's the photo HAHA! Shaojie's suggestion!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/S5001883.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-8553904271826817466?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8553904271826817466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=8553904271826817466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8553904271826817466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8553904271826817466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-hi-hi.html' title='HI HI HI!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-7396282762584152866</id><published>2007-03-04T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T14:22:36.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appears out of thin air in a french maid costume and clears dust away</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's Sunday already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is still mad. More and more complains from teachers. Dammit lurh. Anyway there's still 郑老师 and 潘老师 who believe in us x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the week: Wednesday's PC lesson which was held in the parade square?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's how LYH gonna treat us, he doesn't deserve any respect. Go and teach 301 lah, you arrogant lardass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far in this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said I'm a hallucinating bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry test was damnnnnnn easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics damn hard coz I didn't study. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logarithms is a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out MANY MANY MANY THINGS ABOUT 207!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul loves to stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera got confiscated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine I am lazy to type. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was sooooooo fun! Cherie's birthday celebration at Kbox@Hougang Plaza! There was the birthday girl, Charlene + Brandon, Mavis, Debbie, Xinyi, Kenneth, Billy, Kokwee and Desmond! And of course me lah =_= So anyway, I thought initially, "What a weird gang of people. I wonder if we can click."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the celebration was hella fun! We sang the birhday song and the cake was cut and we ate and we drank (coke lah!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sang like siao. Crazy lah the girls. And damn hilarious lah the guys' singing! And uhh they sang so softly! Cough Kenneth cough sang the most. HE SANG WILLINGLY HOR?! Kokwee's singing was so cute lah! His voice damn &lt;i&gt;man&lt;/i&gt;. Billy and Desmond so shy lah =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys kept complaining it was cold. Tsk weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were gaga over the finale - Chao Xi Huan Ni x) FEI LUN HAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Hougang Mall for dinner! I was embarrassed by Debbie =_=''' Damn &lt;i&gt;malu&lt;/i&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEPPER LUNCH! The theory Kenneth = PIG was proven x) And I earned 50cents for eating LOTS OF RAW &lt;i&gt;TAOGAY&lt;/i&gt;! Heh it tasted really awful lah! &lt;i&gt;Yaoguai&lt;/i&gt; didn't believe it and he tried it. JUST ONE BEAN-SPROUT OK! And the look on his face was classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then talk talk talk. Laugh laugh laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then I mentioned Douglas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Xinyi: EEEEEE why you mention Douglas? Suddenly I see a duck on my plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So you saw a ginseng on your plate when we were talking about Junsheng lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then if I talk about Kenny, it'll be a &lt;i&gt;bazhang&lt;/i&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then Kiathan, it's ROAST PIG arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE LAUGHTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then dinosaur for Desmond lor.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am full of stupid jokes. Tsk. Self-entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go home lor. LOL. SMSed weird weird stuff to weird weird people x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people say that I'm too open and wild huh? Why are all Asians stereotyped as &lt;i&gt;conservative&lt;/i&gt; Bah, Asian culture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I be super-secretive about my life? Why must I keep everything to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, we all go the hell. We're all full of lies x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They're gonna clean up your looks&lt;br /&gt;With all the lies in the books&lt;br /&gt;To make a citizen out of you&lt;br /&gt;Because they sleep with a gun&lt;br /&gt;And keep an eye on you, son&lt;br /&gt;So they can watch all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the drugs never work&lt;br /&gt;They gonna give you a smirk&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean&lt;br /&gt;They gonna rip up your heads,&lt;br /&gt;Your aspirations to shreds&lt;br /&gt;Another cog in the murder machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that teenagers scare the living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less as long as someone will bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys and girls in the clique&lt;br /&gt;The awful names that they stick&lt;br /&gt;You're never gonna fit in much, kid&lt;br /&gt;But if you're troubled and hurt&lt;br /&gt;What you got under your shirt&lt;br /&gt;We'll make them pay for the things that they did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that teenagers scare the living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less as long as someone will bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that teenagers scare the living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less as long as someone will bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All together now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers scare the living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less as long as someone will bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-7396282762584152866?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7396282762584152866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=7396282762584152866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7396282762584152866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7396282762584152866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/appears-out-of-thin-air-in-french-maid.html' title='appears out of thin air in a french maid costume and clears dust away'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-290554026606709580</id><published>2007-02-22T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:55:30.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我一定不会忘掉我们的约定</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果爱情烦恼或许心事真的太多，请都交给我。&lt;br /&gt;为你担忧，对我来说也是快乐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有了你，我已经别无所求。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;与你相遇，是最美丽的一刻。&lt;br /&gt;与你相爱，是最无悔的选择。&lt;br /&gt;与你相守，是最恒久的承诺。&lt;br /&gt;与你相惜，是最真挚的感动。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是今天，你让失望。&lt;br /&gt;我对我们之间的感情和友谊起了疑问，令我感到不安。&lt;br /&gt;是不是我太调皮幼稚？&lt;br /&gt;你是否后悔交我这个朋友？&lt;br /&gt;你所说过的话，是不是看我可怜、哄我开心？&lt;br /&gt;你是不是嫌我太“黏”？&lt;br /&gt;如果是的话，请你忘掉我，当作没遇过我。&lt;br /&gt;我会从你的生命里消失。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，你必须知道，你永远不会从我脑海里消失。&lt;br /&gt;我可能是你生命中的路人甲，你却是我活下去的原因之一。&lt;br /&gt;我真的很珍惜这段友情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好想你……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心好痛好痛……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me about this post, eh? take it as creative writing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-290554026606709580?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/290554026606709580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=290554026606709580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/290554026606709580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/290554026606709580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;我一定不会忘掉我们的约定&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4033821879580862942</id><published>2007-02-22T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:10:08.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUMMY I NEED TO GO BAI TAI SUI LAH PLEASE LAH PLEASE</title><content type='html'>别以为你是个非常幽默的人。 如果我没笑，那就不是笑话了。  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn creepy okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On CNY day three, I was watching Stars Without Makeup on Channel 5 and there was this segment where you guess who is the celebrity when they show you a cropped image of his/her body part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I GUESSED ALL CORRECTLY. NYAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah let me blog about school today. Damn wtf wtf wtf okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's SMS in the morning pissed the fucking hell off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got scratched by some idiot's file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson was Geography. WE WERE GETTING BACK OUR TEST PAPERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/S5001879.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Jolin is so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Mr Wong gave out the papers, I was going, "1M ONE-M ONE MARK HERE I COME~! Ehh if I get one mark, I'll treat the whole class to soya bean milk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously meant it as a joke lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when my name was called out, I walked with lots of &lt;i&gt;seh&lt;/i&gt; to get my test paper from Wong Wong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he asked, "Did you study?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err no, I went out the day before..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You went out... Okay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh well I couldn't say that I skipped Geog lessons right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he placed the answer sheet (marking scheme) above the test paper so we, students, can slowly peel off the marking scheme to reveal the terrible/wonderful score on the test paper(HAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I saw my score and I was OMG OMG WHAT THE......!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ONE OUT OF TWENTY FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/S5001881.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KID YOU NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHERIE! ONE &lt;i&gt;EMM&lt;/i&gt; LEH! AHHHHHH SO ZHUN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah I told Kenny and he was amazed lah =_=' AND I SAW DOUGLAS SMIRK AT MY TEST PAPER WHILE IT WAS IN KENNY'S HANDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh Didi, I very pro hor? My &lt;i&gt;angpao&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah then it was POA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/S5001884.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus intrigued by something on the table, Singwen smiling at god-knows-what and err Kenneth sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/S5001883.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIG PIG PIG! (and i not biantai lah wtf!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I hope they don't see this post x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was next and uhh I was damn damn sleepy. Gosh, the after-effects of Mrs Goh's POA lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was pretty fucked up? Thanks to someone's SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was boring lah. Logarithms. Baaaaaaaaaaaah not that hard after all x) In fact I kinda like logarithms. Heh. lg lg lg lg lg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was creepy lah, to me. My predictions of what Ms. Chan was gonna say were mostly spot-on. Wtf man. I better keep my mouth shut or everything negative thing I say will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue was about movies movies movies. Bah I've watched all the movies that Ms Tee mentioned. Happy Birthday, Protege and Confession of Pain. I almost cried when she retold the story of Happy Birthday. Kinda reminded me of someone. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah I plucked out a strand of hair from my ponytail coz it had a fucking split end! wtf wtf wtf my first split end! x( that means I need to cut my hair short lah wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah ate lunch with Huiling Xingzi Cherie, then Kokwee, Billy and Jasmine joined us and, uhh, looked at me and Cherie eat! It's been officially declared that I'm part of the Association of Slow Eaters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm then talk cock with Cherie and Kokwee. HAHA. We kept making lotsa noise when Kokwee was on the phone with Yuen. =_= Lame sia the guys. They take so long to plan to ponteng school lah! WTF can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went AMK central to walk walk and spend money WTF. And &lt;b&gt;I've spent $50 within two days&lt;/b&gt;! Urrggh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I was on the way home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then something warm splattered onto my left hand and right leg and skirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I heard some disturbing noises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, as in birds cackling wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BIRD SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTF OKAY! I TOUCHED MY HEAD INSTINCTIVELY LAH! IN CASE THAT THE BIRD SHIT LANDS ON MY HEAD RIGHT. THEN NEED TO WASH HAIR SO MANY TIMES SO MAHUAN LAH WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF lah. I wiped of the shit with tissue paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF lah first time &lt;i&gt;tio&lt;/i&gt; bird shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF lah so unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I immediately showered when I reached home. And my hair got freaking tangled twice in the round hair brush when blowdrying lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck lah first thing in the morning bad mood then get 1m then get pissed off by someone then become broke then tio bird shit then hair get tangled. wtf wtf wtf! Is it because I this year &lt;i&gt;fan tai sui&lt;/i&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh wtf today is bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WTF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4033821879580862942?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4033821879580862942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4033821879580862942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4033821879580862942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4033821879580862942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/mummy-i-need-to-go-bai-tai-sui-lah.html' title='MUMMY I NEED TO GO BAI TAI SUI LAH PLEASE LAH PLEASE'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-7994540564129110894</id><published>2007-02-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T02:32:08.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY, folks</title><content type='html'>Woah. Vday and CNY in the same week o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or that the CNY festive mood is getting more &lt;i&gt;sian&lt;/i&gt; year by year? It really doesn't feel like CNY to me x( But then again, maybe it's due to the stupid cough and the menstrual cramps x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is getting more and more entertaining. More backstabbing, bitching and gossiping, quarrels, fights, teachers going mad, complaints, litter in the classroom, discipline problems, attire checks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe I only &lt;i&gt;tio&lt;/i&gt; twice of the attire checks for the whole of this week, Monday and Thursday. Coz I was absent on Tuesday and late on Wednesday! (Omg lah the Operations Managers, who are kinda in charge of latecomers, even told me to go home instead coz I looked real sick.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the long socks are really sexy. ROFLOLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of long socks. I WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BUY THEM LAH! MY FORM TEACHER AND THE SL EVEN SAID MY SOCKS PASSED THE REQUIREMENTS! That bloody Science teacher just had to butt in and shriek at us. LIKE WTF LAH! My socks were even higher than the SL okay! Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I had to film the bloody north zone volleyball finals on Thursday! Grr damn pissed okay! So many people don't have brains lah! No common sense! They walked pass the video camera! IN FRONT OF THE LENS OKAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN, LIKE, EVEN THE VICE-PRINCIPAL DID IT OKAY! WAH LAO EH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ONE OF THE CULPRITS WAS A TEACHER OKAY! Okay I shan't be so evil to name who lah! All I can say is that she teaches maths and that she's close to a male maths teacher and they're rumoured to be a&lt;s&gt;n adulterous&lt;/s&gt; couple x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah lah I know the two Sembawang Sec girls did it on purpose coz they did it, like, thrice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushing aside all the bloody rude inconsiderate people (wah lao one of them was my ex-classmate lor), I had loads of fun with Gene, Amelia, Adrian and Iridianty! ADRIAN IS SO BLOODY CUTE! Ahhhhhh! But he can't surpass my cutiepie ZHENYONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh sorry Iridianty for saying that you're an Indian. It was a slip of the tongue lah. Sorry sorry sorry! Sorry Adrian for &lt;i&gt;suan&lt;/i&gt;-ing you for your [lack of] height! But it was fun lah x) Like damn funny laaaaaah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*Adrian talks to his volleyball player friend*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ehh Adrian, don't talk to him! You will feel short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyballer: HAHAHA ADRIAN! SHE SAY WE MAKE YOU FEEL SHORT! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry lah Adrian Yew Wan Jie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha then we closed shop packed up and went back to school! Saw &lt;i&gt;Didi&lt;/i&gt; crossing the road while on bus back to school. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then chiongggggggggggg coz I was really damn tired and I really wanted to go home damn badly to sleep damn bloody long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell lah Ms Chan happened to walk out of the staff room and we had a short conversation regarding the note (a bloody long one) I wrote to her. I was very very very shocked at what she said. Machiam dropping bomb lah! It's like WTF DAMN BLOODY SERIOUS LAH! It's regarding 307, by the way. And hmm I do agree with her on some points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And throughout the conversation my phone kept vibrating =_= Freaked me out lah. I hereby apologise to the caller x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah went to slack around with Huiling and Xingzi. Watched the rollerblading session. Crapped with KiatHan, Qinying, KiangSiang and a 311 guy. Told some of them about the conversation with Ms Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah then went to 305 for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then *cough* we wanted to go home then Xingzi went to close the door then someone popped out from nowhere and grabbed the side of her waist in an attempt to scare/tickle her and say hello. Wah lao eh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol wtf then went home and slept like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up on Friday morning with no voice so I went back to sleep haha. Didn't go to school because of my laryngitis. Bah my voice was gone again! But it was a blessing in disguise, I guess. I heard the CNY celebration was a failure, boring and literally a pain in the ass (due to the prolonged sitting on the concrete parade square ground). So yeah I spent the whole Friday sleeping and using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; am the &lt;u&gt;best&lt;/u&gt; person to discuss &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; with&lt;/b&gt; x) If you think something is wrong with me, just tell me straight in the face. Don't go around bitching till your fingers gets sore from all the typing. Dickheads like you guys deserve asswipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I'm sick and tired of rubbish like, "Ehh someone said blah blah blah...", then the person who is talking to you will say that "Ehh I wanna protect the person's identity lah. Dowan tell you who it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit lah that idiot shouldn't even mention it in the first place if he/she doesn't want to tell me the whole story. Anyway, most of time these idiots tend to give in and give you the 'secret detail' when you pester them enough. WTF. That is why secrets can hardly be secrets when you tell them to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you think I am taking you for granted, think again. We aren't even friends in the first place. It's always you and your blog; you and your detractors; you and your fans and readers. We're just online pals, not friends. We're just teenagers who got 245 for PSLE, chose Xinmin Sec, landed in the same class and classmates for three months, not friends. We are JUST mere acquaintances. So if you think I'm just a fucking idiot who took granted of you, so be it. It doesn't affect me in any way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Krystal the Loner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-7994540564129110894?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7994540564129110894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=7994540564129110894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7994540564129110894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7994540564129110894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-cny-folks.html' title='Happy CNY, folks'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4371419126980144627</id><published>2007-02-16T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T00:36:06.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an important SS lesson that i recalled</title><content type='html'>Classmate: "You know why there was a baby-boom after World War Two?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ehh,  dunno. Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmate: "Coz the Japanese rape the women lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the classmate kinda forgot about my heritage. Hehe x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4371419126980144627?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4371419126980144627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4371419126980144627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4371419126980144627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4371419126980144627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/important-ss-lesson-that-i-recalled.html' title='an important SS lesson that i recalled'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-2169260011378022823</id><published>2007-02-13T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:12:06.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complete loss of voice</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah by the way I just came back from school. (Uhh stupid CCA matters.) Stupid Shaojie shouted my full name out and I couldn't do anything but to &lt;i&gt;flick&lt;/i&gt;. I mean, I can't even talk, HOW CAN I SHOUT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Gene and Charlene kept telling me not to talk. But hehe I didn't listen to them. I even drank bubble tea after CCA lah! (My throat doesn't even hurt lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, look at the post title! That's what Doctor Lee said x( &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acute laryngitis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;An inflammation of the larynx which causes hoarse voice or the complete loss of the voice because of irritation to the vocal folds (vocal chords).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laryngitis"&gt;Laryngitis - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Lee said it was serious x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I have two days medical leave. 为什么我要 MC 就没有得拿， 不要 MC 医生就给 2 day's MC？ And I'm on voice rest and that sucks x( Everyone knows that I'm damn talkative whenever I'm with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't talk at all. When I opened my mouth to say AHHHHHHHH for Dr Lee to check my throat, there was no sound at all. That's like ZOMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was SMSing throughout the whole consultation. (Hehe my mother was doing all the talking for me. ) So Dr Lee went, "Wah cannot talk then SMS SMS SMS arh? *turns to my mother* Her handphone bill high a not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and somehow she digressed and talked about her confiscating her daughter's phone blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went on to subject combi blah blah blah. And that one of her patients didn't know how many subjects she was taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether I was taking A Maths blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Math easier than E.Math blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class tests blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams and Prelims blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I informed her that I had an E Math test tomorrow so I didn't really didn't need two days of MC. Call me stupid for rejecting MC lah. Whatever. And I had to stop the two women from talking about their own daughters. Hmph. Dr Lee even asked "So do you regret coming here? Ehh girl, if your mother confiscates your phone, don't blame me for giving her the idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dr Lee told me go to school tomorrow just to take the E Maths test. WTF okay! And tomorrow is Valentine's Day too! (Hey Vday means that LimHong's doing his oral presentation during English!) So how can I not go to school to watch the &lt;i&gt;drama&lt;/i&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everybody goes, "AIYA DON'T GO SCHOOL TOMORROW LAH! YOU SO SICK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I don't care!!!! I WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. What the heck I get sick during Valentine's season every year. Darrrrrrn freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I love Cherie and Charlene's black hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S. Singwen is a pain in the @$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.S. I heard that the History test today wasn't tough. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.S.S. I hope that tomorrow's E. Maths test isn't a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.S.S.S. I wonder how badly I did for the previous A. Math test. Hmm. WHY DIDN'T I GO TO SCHOOL TODAY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-2169260011378022823?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2169260011378022823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=2169260011378022823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2169260011378022823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2169260011378022823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/complete-loss-of-voice.html' title='complete loss of voice'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-104421510314739233</id><published>2007-02-12T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:56:33.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've lost my voice!</title><content type='html'>During Assembly, we were watching this Without Warning episode, I wanted to talk to Huiling and I opened my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and realised that no sound was coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit! I had to use so much strength just to utter a sentence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "HOLY SHIT HUILING I LOST MY VOICE LEH HOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had to choose from speaking in a very very hoarse throaty voice or a deep sexy husky voice which really sounded like a guy's. I chose Choice A roflolmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph so many people laughed at my voice lah wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update&lt;/b&gt;: OMG MY FRIENDS ARE SCARING ME LAH. THEY SAY I AM TURNING MUTE! AHHHH! Omg omg omg. Kiathan even said I was hormonally unbalanced x(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-104421510314739233?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/104421510314739233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=104421510314739233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/104421510314739233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/104421510314739233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-lost-my-voice.html' title='i&apos;ve lost my voice!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4372035571352223460</id><published>2007-02-10T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:27:28.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fever-heat</title><content type='html'>Recently my lips got really dry and because I was too busy with my studies (right... cough cough cough) I didn't bother to gulp down litres of water and put on lip-balm. I continued playing with my bottom lip. (Ehh close friends should know what the heck does 'playing with bottom lip' means.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, my bottom lip bleddddddd. Once at home and a gazillion times in school. x( it was damn fucking painful to eat smile drink talk etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it didn't help that I was eating alot of heaty food lah hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brushed all these aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AT 7:51AM, I REALISED THAT I HAD A SORE THROAT and also feeling very tired and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to sleep, thinking that I was tired because I didn't have enough sleep and cold because I didn't use my blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But an hour later, I woke up again and I was still tired and cold wtf! (My body clock is screwed up lurh. Kns. For the past few weekends I kept waking up at insane hours like 6 or 7am thinking that I'm late for school. And it takes me like one whole minute to realise it's a fucking Saturday, not a school-day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was having a fever lah but still I tried to go back to sleep. I kept 翻来覆去-ing lah! Hehe but I went back to sleep lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN AT FUCKING 11AM I WOKE UP AGAIN. (Darn it lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really damn weak so I took out a thermometer and popped it into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck lah thirty-eight degrees Celsius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho I didn't care about the fever at all lah. I went to use the computer and ate brunch in front at the desk. I popped two panadols too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, I felt much better. So I ate a mango cheesecake, some onion ring snack, a slice of Bonjour Chocolate Chip Loaf and drank some Vitagen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF LAH THEN THE FEVER CAME BACK TWO HOURS LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fever's still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW  I FEEL LIKE DYING OK!!!!!!!!!!!! I ATE SO MANY PANADOLS BUT I AM STILL HAVING A FEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my handphone hasn't rung for the past few hour. Hmm x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm delirious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that Coke + Panadol makes you high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Gawddddddddd my throat is killing me. I have a deep sexy and husky voice now. Maybe not. I sound like an over-excited guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4372035571352223460?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4372035571352223460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4372035571352223460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4372035571352223460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4372035571352223460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/fever-heat.html' title='fever-heat'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-2381839467566804649</id><published>2007-02-08T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:13:18.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rot rot rot</title><content type='html'>Hohohohoho school's making me fucking busy. Now my only free days are Monday and Wednesday... Damn it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired easily nowadays. Hehe I think I need to consult the doctor and 'take leave' x) I NEED TO GET AWAY FROM SCHOOL MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don't know what's the problem with my hairstyle, so WHY DO I HAVE TO FUCKING WEAR THE FUGLY-ASS SHOWER-CAP, NOT ONCE, NOT TWICE, BUT THRICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it man. I think I'm gonna have to wear it for the fourth time tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the bloody point of this punishment. Isn't it to force the girls to clip up their fringes? So why subject them to humiliation when what the teacher wants to see, is being done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it clear that punishing students by humiliation is a thoroughly useless method? The end result: the students get more thick-skinned than the teachers and become true hard-core rebels. That is, like, so, the opposite of what teachers want to achieve by punishing the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me the bullshit about us being unrepentant. "You chose to do so. You deserve it. I told you to pin up your hair but you didn't do so properly. This is your choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't fucking give me any chances. Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, maybe you had a miserable childhood, or a bad sexual experience from an ex (ehh that's why you're a freaking lesbian? =P), or was abused by your elders since young? So that's why you need to make up for that lack of something in your life by being a sadistic and unreasonable grouch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to tell you that your treat-students-like-friends tactic isn't working. Teachers who use this method will gain no respect. Teachers and students are still, ultimately, teachers and students only, AND NOT FRIENDS. You should jolly well know where to draw the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I need to ask you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a teacher telling me that teachers are representatives of the government and that disrespecting teachers means that you're disrespecting the government etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if that's true, I can say that I've completely lost my faith in the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf so many f-words. Dammit so angry. I think it's because I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill chill chill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay. School this week so far was funnayeeeeeeee. ROFLOLMAO okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I saw S grab K's thigh! I was err very disturbed. GUY + GUY = ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, S grabbed K more than once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, S has a rumour with one of the seven girls, because the both of them were passing notes furiously x) Hence the rumour of S being gay is killed x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I think I will flunk the Geography test badlyyyyyyyyyyy x(  aww I shouldn't have gone out yesterday lah! I was so tired when I reached home that I didn't bother to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes and I wore a nice sexy cute shower cap on Monday and Tuesday. Wtf. But I think the class was used to it le lah x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan, Mrs Chan and Ms Chan got really pissed with 307. Ohwell, what can they do? We're "the worst Express class".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR TANG SUAN-ED ME AGAIN AND AGAIN ON TUESDAY'S MEETING! Omg lah what Queen and Miss Shower Cap rubbish. Tsk. But he called me "my Krystal, my queen" okay! HAHAHAHA. However I heard that he talked rubbish during his Chinese lessons again. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss last Friday's CCA man. So funnaye larh the conversations with Mr Tang x) AND HE IS HUA YANG SHAO NIAN SHAO NV- SIAO! He said that Chun is shuai x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh? I think I will get lousy grades for my Geog and A Math. Dammit. I need to do my own homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to skip school tomorrow but nobody seems interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a haircut. Lol. BUT WHICH SALON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to bond more with my classmates. Okay fine I can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Write [complaint] letter to Ms Chan or Mr Lee regarding The Guys Behind Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yeah Happy Birthday, Evon! I'm very jealous of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Huiling is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney is love. (once again, hehe =])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got anyone a Valentine's present yet. Should I get my guy friends presents? Hmm... And my streetball and rollerblading kaki x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do sports again =[ (stupid doctor, WHEN CAN I DO SPORTS?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone bothers reading the self-description in my sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I don't really like Daren anymore. Nat is better. JON IS STILL LURRRRVEEEEEE. Jon iilurrbbeeuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think XMS is real fucked-up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the female juniors. WHY SO LITTLE MALE JUNIORS GOT THROUGH THE INTERVIEW HUH?! WTF. Nevermind there's always Zhenyong x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I make the complaint letter a little informal so it seems more sincere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to skip school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will you guys stop discussing about my very-secret love life? Yes that includes Mr Tang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And all the stupid things I do&lt;br /&gt;Have absolutely no reflection on&lt;br /&gt;How I feel about you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-2381839467566804649?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2381839467566804649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=2381839467566804649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2381839467566804649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2381839467566804649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/rot-rot-rot.html' title='rot rot rot'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-1761448900862847529</id><published>2007-02-04T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:27:45.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>why didn't anyone tell me that it's the superstar finals today har?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-1761448900862847529?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1761448900862847529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=1761448900862847529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/1761448900862847529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/1761448900862847529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4589694352232906600</id><published>2007-02-02T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T21:01:32.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>le sigh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XEJAZXlcrho"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XEJAZXlcrho" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4589694352232906600?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4589694352232906600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4589694352232906600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4589694352232906600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4589694352232906600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/le-sigh.html' title='le sigh....'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3320105297452184914</id><published>2007-01-31T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:44:28.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad hair (and mood) day</title><content type='html'>Can I kill Mr Christopher Tang Chun Chieh, like, now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I felt quite pissed at a few of my classmates. Pttf what the heck is their fucking problem lah?! Why the heck are so boliao larh? Dowan study then fuck off lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah lah play play play. But don't go overboard lah wth. 毕竟 we all go school to study not to play what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that I was one of the highest scorers for the POA test didn't appease me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me petty or whatever. I don't care lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Darling (roflolmao): 这是爱； 我们的爱； 还不确定却好实在。 x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3320105297452184914?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3320105297452184914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3320105297452184914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3320105297452184914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3320105297452184914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-hair-and-mood-day.html' title='bad hair (and mood) day'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-8819699477929315363</id><published>2007-01-30T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:52:07.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah</title><content type='html'>TAMADE 307 really makes my blood boil lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said I "laugh like a rabbit". Tsk I didn't whack him because I gave him face lurh. Coz of his girlfriend. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao Chen and his stupid "fuck the wall"s.... Yefeng with his crap in Chinese which I can hardly understand, Shaojie spitting saliva all over, Huiling and her "YOU VERY NOISY LEH" and "你（们）很吵 leh!", and the super noisy kaypoh 三八  guys who sit at the area behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc etc etc... Lazy to type... (and also because I need to go off to my brother kaopeh-ing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE BOXES OF NERDS x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-8819699477929315363?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8819699477929315363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=8819699477929315363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8819699477929315363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8819699477929315363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-5628968507880219599</id><published>2007-01-30T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:34:14.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why didn't you warn me...</title><content type='html'>...before taking such drastic action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you terribly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-5628968507880219599?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5628968507880219599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=5628968507880219599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5628968507880219599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5628968507880219599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-didnt-you-warn-me.html' title='why didn&apos;t you warn me...'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-7164780407946992266</id><published>2007-01-28T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:36:43.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't care if i'm gonna suffer from tooth decay or die from diabetes...</title><content type='html'>BUT I WANT MY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;TEN BOXES OF WONKA'S NERDS&lt;/span&gt; FROM SOMEONE! MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/137825_932c92e0c4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-7164780407946992266?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7164780407946992266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=7164780407946992266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7164780407946992266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7164780407946992266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-care-if-im-gonna-suffer-from.html' title='i don&apos;t care if i&apos;m gonna suffer from tooth decay or die from diabetes...'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-5937778026045502203</id><published>2007-01-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:01:27.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orh hor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;ORH HOR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah geography sucks. *cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-5937778026045502203?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5937778026045502203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=5937778026045502203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5937778026045502203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5937778026045502203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/orh-hor.html' title='orh hor'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-8693470472221173953</id><published>2007-01-25T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:40:37.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i must not get pissed or emo i must not get pissed or emo i must not get pissed or emo i must not get pissed or emo</title><content type='html'>School sucks. School sucks. School sucks. School sucks. School sucks. School really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 307 still rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and 204'2006 rocks too. Cough hi-bye friends cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo dates rock the most lah x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's so boring. Nothing much happened... Not that I want something big to happen! Hahaha. 307 is so fucking happening lah! Everyone's so cute and adorable!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise surprise! I love Maths lessons although I don't really understand what the heck Mrs Chan is talking about, and I do my homework x) Yes, KRYSTAL AKI MIZOGUCHI IS ACTUALLY DOING HER MATH HOMEWORK! 204 hasn't seen me do that for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wtf I failed my Maths test lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Classmate: Ehh how much did you get arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I FAILED LAH HAPPY NOT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Classmate: Mai gei lah! How much larh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I failed!!!!!!!!! 7 out of 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Classmate: Show me your paper lah. *tries to snatch paper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shows classmate test paper* NA I SHOW YOU! FAIL RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Classmate: Oh. You never study issit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah lah, duh. You think I will study?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Classmate: No wonder lah. SEE LAH! Work hard, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh wait, in fact I do all of my homework. WAAAAAAAAH SO GUAI! *pats self on back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ms Chan seems to be suffering from Alzheimer's or something. We've been in the same seating arrangement for TWO WEEKS already lah!!!!! Tsk. But it's not that it's not fun sitting next to Chiang Leng lurh. He's so erm noisy and talktative! WAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urrgh stupid rumours are bugging me to death. Yah lah I know I'm not supposed to care about them and live on with my boring life. (Yeah lah life goes on lah i know lah shuddup!) BUT BUT BUT IT'S DARN IRRITATING LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I BEING MISUNDERSTOOD, LIKE, FOR THE WHOLE OF MY SECONDARY SCHOOL LIFE HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to explain something, always 越描越黑 lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Random person who heard a random rumour: Ehh you're with XXX arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO LAH HE IS A FRIEND OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;RPWHARR: Friend arh? VERY GOOD FRIEND ARH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;RPWHARR: Don't need to hide lah... So obvious lor... Darn suspicious leh! I not blind you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HE IS A FRIEND LAH YOU IDIOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;RPWHARR: I understand I understand. You don't have to say lah nevermind de. I understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF lah this kind of people hor always hor make me vomit blood de lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pttf. Ok bye I need to do my A math homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah Valentine's Day is, like, round the corner!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO BUY FOR MY FRIENDS/ JIEJIE/ DIDI/ GORGOR/ MEIMEI/ PAPA/ MAMA/ AHGONG/ AHMA/ UNCLE/ AUNTIE/ CLASSMATES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-8693470472221173953?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8693470472221173953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=8693470472221173953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8693470472221173953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/8693470472221173953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-must-not-get-pissed-or-emo-i-must-not.html' title='i must not get pissed or emo i must not get pissed or emo i must not get pissed or emo i must not get pissed or emo'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3704844747076352456</id><published>2007-01-21T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T17:56:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRYSTAL'S BAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKK!</title><content type='html'>After many &lt;i&gt;"What happened to your blog?!"&lt;/i&gt;s, &lt;i&gt;"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?"&lt;/i&gt;s, &lt;i&gt;"YOU OKAY NOT?!"&lt;/i&gt;s, &lt;i&gt;"Haiyo why you so sad?"&lt;/i&gt;s, &lt;i&gt;"Ehh update your blog leh!"&lt;/i&gt;s, &lt;i&gt;"Updated your blog yet?"&lt;/i&gt;s, &lt;i&gt;"Ehh what did you find out that made you so so so so upset?"&lt;/i&gt;s, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE DECIDED TO CLICK ON 'CREATE POST'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me warn you that this post will be very Singlish-fied. All thanks to my new class. THANK YOU 307, the sexy class with 7 girls and 33 guys, I LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also partially because I need to clarify some things. Tsk. Why is it that rumours spread so fast among the Sec Threes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha school's been okay lah, except that I cannot cope with Maths lah as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me talk about my teachers/tutors, subject by subject. (Harnar I know it's outdated to blog about your teachers lah because it's the third/fourth week of school le.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Co-form Teacher + English - Ms Rosaline Chan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo she's my EL &lt;i&gt;tutor&lt;/i&gt;, not &lt;i&gt;teacher&lt;/i&gt; ok! Oh yeah she's also my form teacher. *throws confetti into air, which in turns drop into my mouth while I curse and swear* One word to describe her: peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gawwwwwd lah she's lofty, bombastic, pompous, and uses grandiloquence lah. (Note the alliteration.) Tsk and she has a weird accent that I cannot identify. And she has a habit of speaking in a British accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't like it when we accidentally call her &lt;b&gt;Mrs&lt;/b&gt; Chan. Oh well she said that she doesn't need men in her life and that she's independent yada yada. And Yili's quite interested if she's a virgin. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH YARH SHE'S CURRENTLY SPORTING BLACK NAILS WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks quite highly of herself. I mean, there's a difference between arrogance and confidence lor. Methinks she thinks she is too good for 307, which she says is the worst sec three express class. Oh sorry lah we actually understand those so-called cheem words she use lor, except for the old british and american slang ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the good thing is I get to learn new words every lesson. Zzzzzzzzz but I find that she's teaching at quite a slowwwwww pace. I dunno lah maybe she's giving in to us or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate her. In fact, I find her quite nice. I mean, hey, what are the odds of having a weird english tutor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Form teacher + Sem 2 Math - Mr Lee Yong Hor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well he hates us already. There's only 301 in his heart lah. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maths - Mrs Chan Choy Wei&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her, but not the subject. She's really damn patient towards us ok! And her pronunciation is darn good. No "sewern diwided by elewern"!! But her eyes can be quite scary at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chemistry - Mrs Annie Ng&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The self-proclaimed "lame joker". So true. Her punchlines and puns are so stupid that I want to box her. But she's nice lah. She allows us to eat and drink during her lessons, albeit with discretion lah. And she even allows us to use the calendar function in our phones to record test dates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Physics - Ms Tan Yee Ming&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't like us lah x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;POA - Mrs Belinda Goh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is really soft and her lessons are boring. Well maybe's it's because we're still doing thoery... But her voice is like a lullaby to me... zzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pure Geography - Mr Nicholas Wong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that he's so much more serious when compared with last year. x( lessons are boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Elective History - Mr Hardev Singh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah Mr Singh is the Discipline Master. Ok lah he's quite funny lah but his voice is rather monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Social Studies - Mdm Tian&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is irritating and she sweats a lot.  AND she is prejudiced against 307. Hmph. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Higher Chinese - Ms Tee Ai Lee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can crap and crap nonstop lah! And I feel bad for ponteng-ing her lessons twice x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I have loads to stuff to talk about regarding my beloved English teacher, who happens to be one of my CCA teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so many things have happened in 307 lah. cough Discipline Commitee cough. So err.... My class is so damn happening lah! Theft fight forgery truancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I would like to clarify some things lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DO NOT HAVE ANY SECRET BOYFRIEND(S) OR/AND UNDERGROUND RELATIONSHIP(S) IN XINMIN SECONDARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Oh yah and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't like Boss&lt;/b&gt; lah really&lt;/span&gt;. I swear. Or not &lt;i&gt;the car will bang me when laoniang cross the road&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I am neither lesbian nor gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not a tomboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am a guaikia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and I've heard very very weird rumours regarding me and a male friend. LOL. I wonder how they started and spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001395.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blurred Huiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001396.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English class x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001397.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terance the HCL rep =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001399.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001400.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001402.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LingYing, during CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001403.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001404.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001405.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001420.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/S5001421.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Rosaline Chan + Sec 2 and Sec 3 photographers + Junxiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3704844747076352456?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3704844747076352456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3704844747076352456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3704844747076352456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3704844747076352456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/krystals-baaaaccccccccckkkkk.html' title='KRYSTAL&apos;S BAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKK!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/school/th_S5001395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4195967744232363987</id><published>2007-01-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:33:39.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very pointless photo filler post =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/mochi/S5000893.jpg" alt="Photobucket - 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Thinking of each and every one of them just brings back loads of memories, including not-very-happy ones. They're, like, my first batch of friends in my adolescent life (excluding Pri Sch friends)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda regret not being nice to everyone to class. I know I'm mean (like super duper mean lah) towards some people. I really want to make it up to them lah but I'm too chicken. Pttf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are those that drifted away (wtf I am listening to Tokyo Drift now)... Well some of them are my friends again, but not as close like in the past. I keep telling myself all the time that I should rebuild the friendships, but it always seems like the other party can't be bothered or that I'm too timid to start conversations. I didn't even dare to send some of them SMS greetings during the festive season. I miss these bunch of people the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Nov-Dec holidays I made another friend in 204 (i know i'm late lah. but better than nothing mah!), TOH KOKWEE! I wonder why I don't talk to him in class. Why arh why arh? Oh, it's because he sits too far away and he looks super anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo ok lah he damn 讲义气. I don't know why only guys 讲义气 lor. But not all guys lah, coz some guys damn hypocritical lah. Worse than girls ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I want to know who is Mrs Toh Kokwee. Pttf he dowan to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY MISS YOU GUYS/GALS LAH HOW HOW HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ANGELINE, MAVIS, HUILING &amp; XINGZI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS RUBY, PEIJUN, XINYU &amp;amp; ENWEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CHERYL, JOLIN, JASMINE &amp; ADELINE! (the chiobu gang wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DEBBIE, JOSIE, XINYI &amp;amp; KAIHONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS JEANETTA &amp; PEIQI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CHRISTABEL &amp;amp; ANQI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS LIMIN, MADELENE &amp; UNIQUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CHARLENE &amp;amp; CHERIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DAWN &amp; JIAYUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS KIANG SIANG, QINYING, ROYSON, NIGEL, KIATHAN &amp;amp; WENKAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS D24: JUNSHENG, DESMOND, KOKWEE, DOUGLAS, KENNY &amp;amp; KIACHUAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so emo x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lend me your shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU MEAN BY "DOWAN!!!"?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK LAH GIVE ME TISSUE BOX LAH HMPH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4522204819879793658?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4522204819879793658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4522204819879793658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4522204819879793658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4522204819879793658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-very-emo.html' title='i am very emo'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-7221298813580270655</id><published>2006-12-31T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:18:42.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJI&lt;/span&gt;, HUNKS AND BABES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die lah my hair isn't ready for schooooool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-7221298813580270655?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7221298813580270655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=7221298813580270655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7221298813580270655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/7221298813580270655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-456629444581572536</id><published>2006-12-31T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:03:00.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adventures with kokwee wtf!</title><content type='html'>Ok my Kokwee-itis has turned into laoergarytohkowkeedidi cancer or something! HAHAHA HE SO DAMN CUTE LAH! Tsk why didn't anyone tell me that he's so humourous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/60.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;22nd Dec 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Kokwee and Desmond. I was late as usual. Kokwee wore a proper shirt! WITH BUTTONS DE! NOT SOME STUPID GRAPHIC TEE WITH 'BILLABONG' OR NONSENSICAL WORDS OK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch@Cinleisure's Burger King. I forgot to get Desmond to treat me. What the hell that guy owes me a burgerking meal ok! Tsk why does he always break his promises har?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Desmond had this evil plot in his head! He wanted to kidnap someone else who happened to be in Cineleisure! Tsk tsk Kokwee was supposed to be the accomplice while I was The Innocent Passer-by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we never got to carry out the plan. Too chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh we went to walk around Orchard WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "hello" crazily to Xinyi at FEP, who looked very shocked when she saw us. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently Kokwee thought that hair grew from the hair ends instead of the roots, hence rebonding would make your hair straight forever as long as you get your hair ends trimmed off regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF right? I want to know what is his kindergarten and primary school and sue the teachers lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH WE WALKED AND WALKED AND WALKED AND WALKED. Stupid Kokwee needed a bag for school lah. In the end he bought Billabong slippers. Great. Great. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home super early lah. They stopped at Ang Mo Kio to slack. Oh yes we slacked at the staircase at AMK MRT station! Hahahaha we crapped so much lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA I EVEN SENT THE GUYS TO YIO CHU KANG. VERY NICE RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kokwee looked cute even when chasing after his bus. Le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't take any photos. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;23rd Dec Dec 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roller-blading in the morning! Then went home to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Toa Payoh to meet someone and get something. TSK SHE WAS LATE. I was damn effing pissed. I was running late for the outing with Kokwee and gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet Kokwee, Xingzi and Desmond at YCK MRT at dunno what time. I was 40mins late lah. And Desmond called me &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TWELVE&lt;/i&gt; times&lt;/b&gt;. Wah lao so impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kokwee wanted to get his Zinc bag for school. So yes we walked around in Bugis for his bag. Woohoo he's such a fickle shopper. He should stick to shopping for hair products lah he! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dessert/drinks at the food court blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Orchard. Roamed around there. Dined at Long John's Silver because we were too poor for Fish &amp;amp; Co. I didn't have enough leg room x( Stupid Desmond, legs so long for what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah we went to Clarke Quay next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked, talked, dreamt, camwhored. We all looked drunk in the photos in Xingzi's camera, especially the guys. WHY?! WE NEVER DRINK MAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND KOKWEE'S EYES WERE CLOSED IN SO MANY OF THE PHOTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I use the photos from my camera. HAHAH. Anyway the vain guys won't allow me to post the other set of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001205.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001207.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001209.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001210.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001211.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001213.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001214.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001215.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001219.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001221.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001224.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/S5001225.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;29th Dec 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at AMK's KFC with Kokwee and Des.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on railings to talk cock, when I got a phone call regarding class transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the temporary NTUC to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Guardian. Someone bought a purple Vidal Sassoon hair straightener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the new NTUC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent them to the bus-stops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited with Des for his 76, which took forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-456629444581572536?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/456629444581572536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=456629444581572536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/456629444581572536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/456629444581572536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/adventures-with-kokwee-wtf.html' title='adventures with kokwee wtf!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/clarkequay/th_S5001205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-1567243943437985331</id><published>2006-12-30T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T15:26:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont sms kowkee. he's crazy</title><content type='html'>A week ago or so (ok i'm not sure) I was MSNing Kokwee then he said 'GTG' coz he wanted to watch Feng Yun. *rolls eyes* Feng Yun is an overrated piece of crap! So I went to call him and flood his SMS inbox with stupid things that I can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001075.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001085.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly my phone rang. SMS from Kokwee. Then it rang again. I read it. It was the same SMS. THEN IT FUCKING RANG AGAIN. SAME SMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just left my phone on the table. IT RANG FOR ANOTHER SIX TIMES. STUPID KOKWEE WAS FLOODING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001069.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001070.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001071.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001073.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001074.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he had enough of spamming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called him again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001075.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I hung up before he picked up lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001086.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bastard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001087.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH RIGHT DUNNO HOW TO SPAM! I VOMIT BLOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001088.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. My Motorazr went crazy so I had to use my Nokia 3200! Manual typing instead of copy and paste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to get help... from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001079.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE LAH THIS KIND OF FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway... I manually typed an almost-160-letters message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001076.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001077.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee boh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/S5001078.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. HE SPAMMED ME WITH THIS MESSAGE WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we were very bored, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH PLEASE LAH CAN YOU ALL GO TO THE COUNTDOWN NOT PLEASE LAH KOKWEE VERY LONELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-1567243943437985331?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1567243943437985331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=1567243943437985331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/1567243943437985331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/1567243943437985331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-sms-kowkee-hes-crazy.html' title='dont sms kowkee. he&apos;s crazy'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/kokweespam/th_S5001075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3198770762749547383</id><published>2006-12-29T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:04:19.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is just so crazy lah</title><content type='html'>I forgot that I have to go to school to check which class I'm posted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lol nevermind Anqi SMSed me and I SMSed Kokwee. wtfbbq&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;307.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok, it's okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Jasmine, Huiling and Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only seven girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHAT THE HELL?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3198770762749547383?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3198770762749547383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3198770762749547383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3198770762749547383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3198770762749547383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-just-so-crazy-lah.html' title='this is just so crazy lah'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3071231589689293123</id><published>2006-12-29T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T04:03:42.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck taiwan</title><content type='html'>zzzzzzzzzzzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO  SLOWWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGER TAKES FOREVER TO LOAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD THERE'S FRIENDSTER AND MSN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3071231589689293123?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3071231589689293123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3071231589689293123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3071231589689293123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3071231589689293123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck-taiwan.html' title='fuck taiwan'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-5691415064256050632</id><published>2006-12-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T00:42:09.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Tis the season to be jolly,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;Don we now our gay apparel,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la, la la la, la la la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's been a year already! Time just passes sooooo fast, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I want for Christmas is &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Merry Christmas to my loved ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMA AND DIDI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BLOODY BANDMATES! WHEEEEEEEEE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIMIN~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TANG FAMILY! Lingying and Gene especially! Oh yeah and Mr Tang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;204! Especially the stupid siao siao gang: Kokwee, Xingzi and Desmond; Josie, Cheryl, Kenny, Xinyi and Peiqi! Ok lah the rest of 204 also, including Junsheng and Douglas. See I'm so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY XMS FRIENDS WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My primary school friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone on my Friendster list =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, &lt;i&gt;Cruiseliner&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yes Happy Birthday to BBB SBB Judge CHRISTABEL HUNG XUE ER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[update: i know it's not very good to swear but FUCK LAH! my modem crashed so my computer restarted and ALL MY INTERNET HISTORY IS FUCKING GONE!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-5691415064256050632?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5691415064256050632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=5691415064256050632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5691415064256050632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5691415064256050632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-2133505648670191508</id><published>2006-12-24T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:08:43.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am laoda</title><content type='html'>Ok I finally understand why Cheryl was so gaga over Kokwee last time. Hehe do you think it's possible to die from overdose of Kokwee? x))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-2133505648670191508?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2133505648670191508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=2133505648670191508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2133505648670191508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/2133505648670191508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-laoda.html' title='i am laoda'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3383347595333443931</id><published>2006-12-21T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:47:46.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HMPH I IS PISSED</title><content type='html'>I have a love-hate relationship with Gong Li. Her acting sibeh good lah. She rocks lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HER FIGURE SO GOOD I JEALOUS OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go see the Curse of the Golden Flower stillshots lah! Every woman machiam gonna zao geng ok~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/ss/0473444/a02.jpg.html"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/gallery/ss/0473444/a02.jpg.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFBBQ LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok gallery... Go see until shiok ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gallery: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0473444/photogallery-ss-0"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0473444/photogallery-ss-0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3383347595333443931?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3383347595333443931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3383347595333443931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3383347595333443931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3383347595333443931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmph-i-is-pissed.html' title='HMPH I IS PISSED'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-491801217622702342</id><published>2006-12-20T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:06:06.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIOW XING ZIIIIII!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;You were born in the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;You look like a monkey,&lt;br /&gt;And you smell like one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaha! Liow Xingzi! I very nice right? Raaah should have called you too x))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzz Josie and Cheryl go jiasai lah!!! Why you both bday same day de! Liddat how to sms/call/tag/msn/send testi at 12am!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-491801217622702342?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/491801217622702342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=491801217622702342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/491801217622702342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/491801217622702342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/liow-xing-ziiiiii.html' title='LIOW XING ZIIIIII!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3682839652323909771</id><published>2006-12-19T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:22:38.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet so sexy lah wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000984.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[204 playing mahjong image removed because SOMEONE (d******) complained that he looked ugly in it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000986.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000987.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000988.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000989.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000990.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000991.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000992.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000993.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000994.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000995.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000996.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000997.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000998.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5000999.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/S5001000.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3682839652323909771?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3682839652323909771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3682839652323909771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3682839652323909771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3682839652323909771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/photobucket-video-and-image-hosting.html' title='chalet so sexy lah wtf'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/chalet/th_S5000984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-6615335089810470600</id><published>2006-12-19T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:53:30.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet again pretty pleeeeeeeeeeease</title><content type='html'>Gee I miss most of the people who went to the chalet. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we squeeze onto the beds again? x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More heart-to-heart girly girly talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic cupboard tricks by Junsheng and Kokwee wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare or Dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight mahjong. (Although I didn't play it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian poker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smelly boys room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queueing up for the toilet in Room 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys going around to borrow toiletries! *giggling dog face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for pillows and blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super-cold aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LOOOOOOOOOONG LOOOOOOONNNNNNGGGGG WALKS TO AND FRO DOWNTOWN EAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marshmallows =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy Club hiding in room watching DVDs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiathan the Snorlax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scaring each other during Ju-On 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scaring each other late in the night/early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spoilt TVs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aroma from Debbie and Angeline's cooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for power sockets to charge handphones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone screaming her head off when she saw an upside down cockroach in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How eerie and scary and creepy our sea-view bungalow is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teasing two certain people. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice milo and sleeping at McDonalds wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for beds wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People *cough*the guys*cough* pigging out during the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Baby Looney Tunes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...blah blah blah will blog about it soon. and err i didn't take much photos. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-6615335089810470600?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6615335089810470600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=6615335089810470600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/6615335089810470600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/6615335089810470600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/chalet-again-pretty-pleeeeeeeeeeease.html' title='chalet again pretty pleeeeeeeeeeease'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-1788108324021496079</id><published>2006-12-15T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:17:31.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HEY BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO CHALET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL BE BACK ON SUNDAY NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T MISS ME TOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-1788108324021496079?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1788108324021496079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=1788108324021496079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/1788108324021496079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/1788108324021496079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahaha-finally.html' title='HAHAHA FINALLY!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-5964722164898504059</id><published>2006-12-13T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:21:30.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starts long before the bad beginning and extends far beyond the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Because I loved her so much... it never occurred to me that there could be more than one Beatrice Baudelaire." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice the First, it would have been our fifth month on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;忘不了你的好和错； 忘不了雨中的散步和那风里的拥抱； 忘不了你的泪和笑； 忘不了夜落的惆怅和那花开的烦恼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寂寞的长巷而今斜月清照， 冷落的秋千而今迎风轻摇， 重复你的叮咛又低诉我的衷曲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘不了春已尽； 忘不了花已老； 忘不了离别的滋味和那相思的苦恼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心若倦了，泪也干了， 这份深情难舍难了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经拥有天荒地老， 已不见你暮幕与朝朝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一份情永远难了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿来生还能再度拥抱。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人如何厮守到老， 怎样面对一切， 我不知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回忆过去痛苦的相思。。。 为何你还来拨动我心跳？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你怎么能了， 今夜的你， 应该明了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缘难了，情难了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, Beatrice the Second. Remembered what you said? Especially the part you adapted from Show Luo's Hao Peng You? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“宁愿做一辈子的好朋友，还是勇敢地做一次情侣？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-5964722164898504059?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5964722164898504059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=5964722164898504059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5964722164898504059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/5964722164898504059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/starts-long-before-bad-beginning-and.html' title='starts long before the bad beginning and extends far beyond the end'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-3148724927192922660</id><published>2006-12-12T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T02:56:46.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>乱</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“你宁愿做她一辈子的好朋友，还是勇敢地做一次她的男朋友？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[update: why so many of my male friends chose the latter har?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-3148724927192922660?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3148724927192922660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=3148724927192922660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3148724927192922660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/3148724927192922660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_12.html' title='乱'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-4936919764865805138</id><published>2006-12-12T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:05:50.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>envy jealousy green eye monster whatever you call it</title><content type='html'>I CANNOT STAND IT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY, A SECONDARY ONE BOY GETTING FIFTY DOLLARS A WEEK? WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THIRTY DOLLARS ONLY, MIND YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST BECAUSE I'M YOUR ELDER SISTER, DOESN'T MEAN THAT YOU DESERVE THE SAME TREAMENT AS ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you fucking know how much effort I put in just to be THE child? I slogged and worked my ass off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you're the one buying dinner all the time? You're not paying for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bother acting like a good kid in front of Mama? I bet you don't even care for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one consoling her when she'd down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one who did so many things for the past 12 years of her life just to attract her parents' attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You jolly well know that they preferred me all along, until this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME THE BAD GUY WHEN I'M JUST TELLING THE TRUTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT RIGHT DO YOU HAVE TO INTERFERE MY CONVERSATIONS WITH MAMA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP ACTING LIKE SOME SAINT, TELLING MAMA TO COOL DOWN WHEN SHE'S SCOLDING ME. WHAT THE FUCK? I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP. I CAN JOLLY WELL SURVIVE WITHOUT YOU! I DON'T SEE YOU HELPING ME WHEN I'M WRONGED AND GETTING SCOLDED FOR THE OBVIOUS WRONG REASONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always make matters worse. Remember that time Papa told me to get contact lens? Mama was about to agree when you had to open your big mouth and say that I was always napping with my spectacles on, and that it would be worse if I were wearing contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE, did you have any idea the work I had, and the tremendous pressure I was under?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so what if this year I was being 'defiant'?! I just couldn't stand it anymore! I had enough of Mama nagging at me. She isn't as patient with me anymore! I just got direct and told her whatever I thought of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, everything was bottled up within me. Do you think coping with the fact that my parents are no longer together is easy? Why do you seem as if nothing happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the traitor! You are being friends with the enemy. You don't care about the family at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-4936919764865805138?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4936919764865805138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=4936919764865805138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4936919764865805138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/4936919764865805138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/envy-jealousy-green-eye-monster.html' title='envy jealousy green eye monster whatever you call it'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116566089558496338</id><published>2006-12-09T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T04:26:14.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet woes</title><content type='html'>Arrrrrrrrrrgh who's gonna get the 'drinks'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are we gonna drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a good drinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I would blabber rubbish when I get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we gonna do? Suddenly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xinmin's Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt; pops into my mind. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is gonna wake me up? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh wait who is even sleeping in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really going home that early on the last day? Pttf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what clothes and underwear to bring. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pttf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO IS BRINGING A HAIR-DRYERRRRRRR! I NEED ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And umm am considering whether to bring a shower cap. Hmm. I always bring one to chalets, but uhhhhhhhh bringing one next weekend may make me the butt of jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who's cooking breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have proper swimwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what should I even bring there? And uhh what crazy hairstyle shall I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least,  who are gonna be my room-mates?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116566089558496338?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116566089558496338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116566089558496338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116566089558496338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116566089558496338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/chalet-woes.html' title='chalet woes'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116551409302844072</id><published>2006-12-08T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:05:47.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'> 今生注定, 谎言</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;现在你心里想什么&lt;br /&gt;能不能就写在眼眸 告诉我&lt;br /&gt;在这沉默的片刻&lt;br /&gt;让我们用心灵交流&lt;br /&gt;如果爱情烦恼真的太多或许心事都交给我&lt;br /&gt;为你担忧 对我来说 也是快乐 哦...&lt;br /&gt;不管有多少真心多少爱被错过&lt;br /&gt;有了你我已经别无所求&lt;br /&gt;用半生紧紧享受换取承诺&lt;br /&gt;什么话都不必再说&lt;br /&gt;总以为曾经付出曾被爱伤害过&lt;br /&gt;这是上只有我对爱执著&lt;br /&gt;直到我慢慢感受你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;才了解 今生注定 与你相守&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管有多少真心多少爱被错过&lt;br /&gt;有了你我已经别无所求&lt;br /&gt;用半生紧紧享受换取承诺&lt;br /&gt;什么话都不必再说&lt;br /&gt;总以为曾经付出曾被爱伤害过&lt;br /&gt;这是上只有我对爱执著&lt;br /&gt;直到我慢慢感受你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;才了解 今生注定 与你相守&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到我慢慢感受你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;才了解 今生注定 与你相守&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候人宁可相信谎言&lt;br /&gt;怕心痛于是就选择沉默&lt;br /&gt;就算寂寞最后还是揭穿你的不爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候人宁可继续拥抱&lt;br /&gt;怕失去于是就假装拥有&lt;br /&gt;就算心中早已感觉你是冰冷的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果会有那一天&lt;br /&gt;你终于还是离开我&lt;br /&gt;我也想陪你到最后&lt;br /&gt;直到无能为力&lt;br /&gt;才会放开手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱的谎言给我短暂快乐&lt;br /&gt;别叫醒我让我失去所有&lt;br /&gt;我已听不见这个世界除了爱你之外有任何语言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么我最深爱的你&lt;br /&gt;总没有因为我感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱的谎言给我暂时的快乐&lt;br /&gt;才叫醒我惩罚我失去所有&lt;br /&gt;爱情的语言改变自己还是真实一点&lt;br /&gt;我永远不懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候人宁可闭上双眼&lt;br /&gt;不是醒想努力爱到最后&lt;br /&gt;我没有错只是我忘记了自己&lt;br /&gt;伤的好重 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116551409302844072?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116551409302844072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116551409302844072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116551409302844072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116551409302844072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt; 今生注定, 谎言&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116550119197232228</id><published>2006-12-07T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:38:10.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FUCK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN I JUST THROW EVERYTHING FRAGILE TO THE FLOOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;悲伤要怎么平静纯白？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm sorry may I know what the hell are you doing? If you wanna play, please dont't find me. I ain't that childish. If you need playmates, go find other girls. You wouldn't want to mess with me. Fuck your midnight calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sweet day, you, this rich spoilt prat, will lose your game. Don't worry, you stupid bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[update: why so many people got same name as you one? wah lao eh. so irritating. grrrrrrrrrr.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116550119197232228?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116550119197232228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116550119197232228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116550119197232228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116550119197232228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck.html' title='FUCK'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116549205438019018</id><published>2006-12-07T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:03:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have no idea what drinks they were</title><content type='html'>...but all I know is that they successfully knocked me out and made me wake up at 5pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116549205438019018?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116549205438019018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116549205438019018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116549205438019018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116549205438019018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-no-idea-what-drinks-they-were.html' title='i have no idea what drinks they were'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116531957600373010</id><published>2006-12-05T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:52:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want for christmas...</title><content type='html'>Since so many people's lists are up... Well here's mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Spend this year's Christmas with him.&lt;br /&gt;02. A 1GB SD/MMC memory card.&lt;br /&gt;03. Ok celebrate Christmas with 204 along Orchard Road! Let's stay out late! It's time to partaaaaaaayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;04. Rob Fox, Gap, Topshop and Levi's.&lt;br /&gt;05. An iPod nano case.&lt;br /&gt;06. Joo Ji Hoon!&lt;br /&gt;07. The C-cups Santa promised last year.&lt;br /&gt;08. Lose at least 5 kg&lt;br /&gt;09. Six-packl! I have a sudden interest in muscles and working out lately. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;10. Get into the same class as the 204 people who got 4A!&lt;br /&gt;11. Not having to lend people money and Akimomo =[&lt;br /&gt;12. New contact lens!&lt;br /&gt;13. A drastic change of hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;14. A new school bag.&lt;br /&gt;15. New bagssssssssss!&lt;br /&gt;16. $1000 to drop from the sky for my mini shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;17. More clothes&lt;br /&gt;18. Rob M.A.C&lt;br /&gt;19. More makeup to play with. Wahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我的真命天子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm greeeeeeedy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116531957600373010?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116531957600373010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116531957600373010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116531957600373010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116531957600373010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='all i want for christmas...'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116531687689700191</id><published>2006-12-05T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:37:24.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy kenny watches the olympics 2006</title><content type='html'>The title of this post is random. Hehe ok maybe not thaaaaaaaat random. *cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a feeling the world hates me =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my brother was using the computer and well, as usual, I signed in to MSN. I sign in everyday no matter what. And bloody hell I recieved Instant Messages the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My status was 'Away' all the time! Geeeeeeeez~! But of course, if it's an emergency case, I'd be glad to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wouldn't mind that much if I had 5 people MSNing at a go or something. So ok I'd just entertain the 5 people, with me ending the conversation with  'my bro is complaining so i gtg kthnxbai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... NO!!!!!!! I recieved conversation after conversation from different people! Dammit lah! To make it worse there were group conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Brother: "KOKWEEEEEEEEEE MSN YOU!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: "Orh orh. Wait arh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Brother attempts to type something vulgar, which would ruin my reputation of Krystal- is- oh- so- nice- and- patient- to- guys- lah- she- won't- scold- them- or- catch- them- during- games- of- Murderer- unless- she- is- PMSing- or- pissed- off- real- badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: "OIIIIIIIIIII~" *snatches keyboard* *pushes brother off chair*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Brother: "WAH LAO TODAY MY TURN TO USE THE COMPUTER LEH! YOU !@#$%^&amp;*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: "Cannot help it larh. 我人见人爱，车见车载，棺材看到，都会开盖！" *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Brother: "!@!#@%$^%$%%@#$$%"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: "Lalalalalala~!" *types types types*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that happens conversation after conversation. Let me think, if I were only to count the XMS people, I think it was Kokwee, then Kenny, then CTB, then Kokwee + Kenny, then CTB, then Kokwee + Kenny, then Kokwee, then JS, then Kenneth, then Kenny, then JS, then Kenneth then Kenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if I'm in a bad mood, I have the habit of closing conversation windows after there is silence for 2 minutes. Yesterday certainly was a good mood day. Hehehe and everyone else seemed to be in good mood too! Coz they replied very very fast on MSN. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES KOKWEE YOU WERE SO IRRITATING YESTERDAY THAT I BLOCKED YOU! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's my turn to use the computer, and well, very little people MSNed me =_= And the conversations were so bloody short. PTTTTTTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzz the paragraphs don't flow well together ahh but what the heck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116531687689700191?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116531687689700191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116531687689700191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116531687689700191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116531687689700191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/sexy-kenny-watches-olympics-2006.html' title='sexy kenny watches the olympics 2006'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116515525266719569</id><published>2006-12-03T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:14:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a Lucido-l fan...</title><content type='html'>...when you walk into the bathroom and realise that you have 5 tubs of hair wax and 2 cans of hair spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, even my hair is dyed using Lucido-l!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggh. *must-stop-buying-hair-products*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm lazy to use them. Hehehe. I hardly use my Dove ones coz the fragrance gives me a bad headache, and I'm lazy to use the Ascience range everyday. Brrrrr I just stick to the Feather shampoo that is violet-black in color. (I dare you to use a shampoo that's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt; in colour!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the holidays are soooooooo boring that I style my hair everyday, even when I'm at home. Blowdry straight, curl, volumize, spike, blah blah blah. Wth I wax my hair still my scalp itches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what a pointless bimbo post. Is this the legendary BLOGGER'S BLOCK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116515525266719569?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116515525266719569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116515525266719569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116515525266719569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116515525266719569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-know-youre-lucido-l-fan.html' title='You know you&apos;re a Lucido-l fan...'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116487310678643059</id><published>2006-11-30T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:49:57.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATED: building sandcastles at sentosa!</title><content type='html'>So yes there was a &lt;s&gt;class&lt;/s&gt; gathering at Sentosa!!! Jolin and I were so worried about having nothing to do there, but it turned out fun! Even for non-swimmers like me and Kokwee the Kowkee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little late in meeting Jolin. Hehe coz the bloody 159 took so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahblahblah Jolin the Joline and I took the train with Kenny and Kiathan too. &lt;s&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;* Stupid Kenny stalking Joline!&lt;/s&gt; Damn I just couldn't stand the silence and just talked and talked and talked. We kept crapping lah! And I talked till I felt nauseous. Geez I never knew MRT trains could also cause motion sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reached Vivocity and went to the arcade! Hehe, we were late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhh, TABLE HOCKEY! Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around, while we were waiting for Mavis and company, who were missing, to appear! Wth lah =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HUH WHY DIDN'T ANYONE PLAY IN THE WADDLE POOL? HMPH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the food court for lunch. Gaaaaaawwwwwwd I kept laughing and couldn't eat my dessert properly lah, thanks to the jokers around me. Once I almost laughed till the dessert threatened to sputter out of my nostrils lah wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch took about and hour or so. Slow eaters. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah! Mavis, Xingzi, Huiling, Kiat Han, Jolin and I took the shuttle bus to Sentosa while the rest went to commit suicide by drowning in the rooftop waddling pool/any other water source or jumping onto the MRT tracks at Habourfront MRT station. No lah they walked the wrong way =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So more crapping on the shuttle bus, while we tried to trick Kiathan into believing that we had to pay for the shuttle bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahyeahyeah we reached Sentosa and waited for the other fellows. We got impatient and bought the tickets and went to wait for the other bus (Yellow Line).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the other fellows finally arrived. We missed a Yellow Line just for them! @$#@$#%$^ Ok this will teach you a lesson: &lt;b&gt;Krystal is always right when it comes to directions. Listen to her. Never ever defy her orders.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur ALAFed on the Yellow Line bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7528/614/400/452953/S5000669.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid shot lah! Stop slouching lah whey! Ehh pray that he doesn't see this!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala then we walked to Palawan Beach. Played for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WE WALKED TO SILOSO BEACH! ALL THE WAY FROM PALAWAN!!! !@#%$%^$^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit lah. But the breeze was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the sand, sun and the sea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooled around in the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with the sand. Gawwwwwd my legs were buried! T_T Initially it was just Limin and Kaihong doing it. Then the guys come kaypoh! Wah lao eh! The sand was so heavy that I was worried about getting out. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you do with the sand that was used to bury me? Build a sandcastle of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000670.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken the builder, can we build it? YES, JUNSHENG CAN! Wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000671.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsheng has fats ok? Look at his tummy. WAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000673.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, a sandcastle needs a sip of green tea flavoured seawater. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000674.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrrrrr. We've got serious tanline problems here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000675.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, it's so sweet to see both guys teamed up.... to build a sandcastle lah wth. Albeit a deformed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000676.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao so skinny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000677.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Look at those T-shirt tanlines =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000678.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh why doesn't the sandcastle look like a castle?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000679.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Jolin's tan x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000680.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas and dunno-who-but-I-think-it-is-Kokwee-or-Kowkee in the water! Limin getting out of the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000681.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolin's sexy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000682.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. Emo? Doesn't it look like they're walking in circles?! *weird*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000683.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy's gone nuts over the castle. Someone, please, save him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000684.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000685.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000686.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh Kaihong, what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000687.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000688.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmmmmmmmmmm..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000689.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyo, babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000690.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illegal gathering in the water! The 204-loves-illegal-gathering spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000691.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZz........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000692.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty and the beast. And a wardrobe malfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000693.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000695.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000696.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair so messy still can pose for camera till nice nice lah wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000697.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ma, SAND MOUNTAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000698.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I told you that Junsheng's fat. *points at tummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000699.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* MR CROCODILE!!!!! And why are they having a conversation with their backs hunched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000700.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops Kenny. Candid, ya' know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000701.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzz wardrobe malfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000702.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000703.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh wth! Why the castle liddat one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000704.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000705.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*trying-hard-not-to-make-fun-of-people's-weight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000706.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny: "I'm bringing sexy back. YEAH!!!!!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the sand lah! I'm gonna vomit! And we played Murderer: The Unison Of Sweaty Palms, Special Underwater Edition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Monkey and Captain's &lt;s&gt;Ball&lt;/s&gt; Bottle, using the Pokka Green Tea bottle that was in the photos a gazillion times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? THAT BOTTLE'S MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000707.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000708.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha too bad my camera couldn't capture it properly x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000709.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The holy cloud" =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000711.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao eh I look so weird lah whey! And my shorts and translucent =[ And Fei Zai not as fat as what people say mah! And are those muscles or ribs? Or an uneven tan? Or a berserk camera and photographer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000713.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Cloud!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000714.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey! Or was it Captain's Bottle? Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000715.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS PHOTO IS POSED, NOT CANDID! So stop calling me biantai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000716.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooooooomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000717.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not zoomed. Ahh. Look at The Holy Cloud in the background.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhh yah. They attempted to play volleyball =__________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that it was dinner time. We walked to the restrooms and cleaned ourselves up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez I wanted to dry my hair in the gents coz Huling was using the hand-dryer in the Ladies to dry her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like, "Ehh can I go in to dry my hair not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho the guys told me Douglas was drying himself up in quite a peculiar way. I went to take a look and laughed like siao! But I shan't say what he did, eh? Wahaha. I hope he didn't spoil the hand-dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala we walked to the dunno-where to take the bus back to the Visitor Departure Centre. Man, Douglas must have enjoyed the breeze blowing against his bare skin =_____= How the hell did he manage to walk topless when the bloody weather was freezing my ass off?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000718.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the dunno-what-line bus on the way back. Kenny is emo-ing, Kokwee is staring at the camera with big big bigggggggg eyes, and Des looks surprised by the camera flash, while Kiathan is completely oblivious to my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000719.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhores.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to eat at the hawker centre. Certain things pissed me off slightly. Pttf. Nevertheless I finished my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were plans to catch a night movie, but alas Kowkee cancelled them, citing "aiya save money lah" as a reason. Besides, Desmond's mummy didn't allow him to stay out late =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/S5000721.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xingzi's head, and Douglas's Adidas number three shirt =_=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny and Jolin went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table hockey mania at Vivocity! I'm proud to say that I LOST ALL TABLE HOCKEY MATCHES TODAY! Yes yes ALL, including those in the afternoon. Something to do with my teammates and fengshui bah wahahaha! And yah my attire and sprained shoulder kinda prevented me from playing properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm let's see, I shall not play table hockey with Jolin, Desmond, Junsheng and Douglas anymore! Wahahaha ok lah just kidding lah. It's just not a table hockey day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala on the way to the MRT station I realised that I was the only girl =____= So WTF lah. The girls left before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on an escalator going downwards, Kokwee called out my name and then said, "Nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were like, "Shh!", "Hush!", "Hush!"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously they were saying something behind my back lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I KIDNAPPED KOKWEE'S CAP/HANDBAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiathan became his bodyguard suddenly =____= And he managed to snatch back the cap from me! I felt like whacking him, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they told me eventually lah =_= When I heard it, I was like, "WHAT LAH NOT MY FAULT CAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pttf. Stupid lah whey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the guys have a weird habit of sitting on MRT floors =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lalala alighted at Dhoby Ghaut to change line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/29-11-06_2204b.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I told you they enjoyed sitting on the floor.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god lah. It was so quiet ok? They didn't talk after the Somerset stop lah! (The above photo was taken when we just got into the train.) Hmph! I know they're tired lah but I cannot tahan not talking to my friends! Buay tahan lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/29-11-06_2207b.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this fella see JS and Des sitting on the floor, he also sit. Tsk tsk, your boyfriend?. And don't ask me why Junsheng wore trainers to Sentosa. Tsk, your boyfriend?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are so dao!!!! NEVER SAY BYEBYE TO ME!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116487310678643059?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116487310678643059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116487310678643059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116487310678643059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116487310678643059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/updated-building-sandcastles-at.html' title='UPDATED: building sandcastles at sentosa!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/sentosa/th_S5000670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116487490168566549</id><published>2006-11-30T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:40:28.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random meme</title><content type='html'>What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Krystal Aki Mizoguchi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Single but not available.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your name mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Simply 'crystal' from the English word for the clear, colourless glass, sometimes cut into the shape of a gemstone. The English word derives ultimately from Greek κρυσταλλος (krystallos) meaning 'ice'."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who picked out your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My laopeh and laobu lah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your nickname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Too many to list out. My classmates and friends keep giving me new ones.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an innie or outie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Innie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark brown.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What size are your shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UK 8.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, what do you like about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My height.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you always get complimented on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enthusiasm &amp; spontaneity.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your worst quality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hypocrisy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your last four digits of your handphone no.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9213.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*broken japanese* Watashi wa kawaii desu ka?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Red brown.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rarely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living arrangements?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With my family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently, soya bean milk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;July.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Checkers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MINE. wahahaha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothing brand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;None.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 June.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;black and white.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hamsters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&amp;amp;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have more girl or boy friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl-friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your bestfriends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shimin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are my parents together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you get together with your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uhhhhhhhhh?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell your friends or your parents more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything special about your parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dad's Japanese. The most vulgar thing my mother says is 'Wah Piang'. And uhh both can move their ears!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES OR NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you slutty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which girl isn't?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, madly and deeply.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dance in front of the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like britney Spears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, and she should stop hanging out with Paris Hilton and flashing her crotch.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like a cousin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uhh no?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been in a opposite sex bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah. There was a gathering at a guy's house and I used the bathroom there =]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seriously hurt someone close to you emotionally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes. Well I assumed he was, coz he said he was hurt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You swear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hell yeah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a spoilt brat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to try new things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It really depends x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've cheated on a test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like, duh, YES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've smoked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yah, and I coughed like siao.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like A Star - Corinne Bailey Rae&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frustrated.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Typing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ice cream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's the weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wonderful. Fantastic. Great. Marvelous. Fantabulous.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your mousepad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brand name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The bloody antivirus popup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS ONLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What perfume do you use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Dior one. Forgot the name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in your wallet or purse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Money, student passes, an assortment of cards, neoprints, earsticks and a ruler bit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thongs or regular panties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thongs are comfier.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAALLLLLLLLLL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde or brunette guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ehh Asian got black hair mah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long hair or short hair on boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Longer hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you find annoying in a guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guys are very desperate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the first thing you notice in a guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie you saw in the cinema?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Feet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you have for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nothing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That the bloody rashes would go away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fallen asleep in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie do you really wanna watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:56&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about those scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why should I? You cannot be trusted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your favourite place to travel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dreamland.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last dream about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bumping into every D24 member, who were all wearing pink, at Marina Square.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ice-cream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a crayon what colour would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Red.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talk to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mama.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the person who sent this to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No lah I hate Lingying a lot lah. She sucks lah wtf! Ok I was kidding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a crush on a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too shy to ask someone out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary movie or happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scary movie with a happy ending. I'm greedy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships or one night stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationships.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MSN and SMS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the people to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GENE. SHIRLYN. SEAH-TANG JIN RUI. XIAOQIANG ZHANGLANG AHMA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Topics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : What's your opinion about long distance relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tough tough tough.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : About love at the first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Did you ever love someone but he/she didn't like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liked me as a friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Have you ever dumped someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shhhhhhh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Have you ever been in a relationship with someone you didn't love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah, and it lasted a month ok!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Have you ever hurt someone who loved you so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you have something you must do right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go to his house and chill x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8799681.post-116488691168385138</id><published>2006-11-29T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:41:51.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Star</title><content type='html'>Just like a star across my sky&lt;br /&gt;Just like an angel off the page&lt;br /&gt;You have appeared to my life&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I'll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;Just like a song in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Just like oil on my hands&lt;br /&gt;Honour to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I wonder why it is&lt;br /&gt;I don't argue like this&lt;br /&gt;With anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;We do it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Blowing out my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got this look I can't describe&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;When everything else is au fait&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt you're on my side&lt;br /&gt;Heaven has been away too long&lt;br /&gt;Can't find the words to write this song&lt;br /&gt;Oh... your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I wonder why it is&lt;br /&gt;I don't argue like this&lt;br /&gt;With anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;We do it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Blowing out my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to understand&lt;br /&gt;The way it is&lt;br /&gt;It's not a secret anymore&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we've been through that before&lt;br /&gt;From tonight I know that you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;I've been confused and in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it is&lt;br /&gt;I don't argue like this&lt;br /&gt;With anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it is&lt;br /&gt;I won't let my guard down&lt;br /&gt;For anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;We do it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Blowing out my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a star across my sky&lt;br /&gt;Just like an angel off the page&lt;br /&gt;You have appeared to my life&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I'll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;Just like a song in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Just like oil on my hands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116488691168385138?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116488691168385138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116488691168385138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116488691168385138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116488691168385138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/like-star.html' title='Like A Star'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116465090646821430</id><published>2006-11-28T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T00:53:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 things meme</title><content type='html'>One. Think of 15 interesting things about yourself, they've gotta be true.&lt;br /&gt;Two. Think of 5 false things about yourself, but for fun's sake keep them in the threshold of believability.&lt;br /&gt;Three. Jumble them all up together and list them in any order.&lt;br /&gt;Four. Post them and let people guess which the five false ones are!&lt;br /&gt;Five. Get 5 others to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't like TV.&lt;br /&gt;2) I have virgin hair.&lt;br /&gt;3) I surf Friendster often.&lt;br /&gt;4) I stalk blogs.&lt;br /&gt;5) I contradict myself all the time.&lt;br /&gt;6) I don't bother confessing to the guys I like.&lt;br /&gt;7) I won a nation-wide competition before.&lt;br /&gt;8) I have a pet tortoise at home.&lt;br /&gt;9) My first kiss wasn't given to a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;10) I want to get a rich husband and be a tai-tai.&lt;br /&gt;11) I love mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;12) I love playing checkers.&lt;br /&gt;13) I am shy.&lt;br /&gt;14) I am obsessed with shy guys.&lt;br /&gt;15) I am allergic to peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;16) I have only known my best friend for 3++++ years.&lt;br /&gt;17) When I was young, I wanted to be a Chinese opera singer. *chiang chiang chian*&lt;br /&gt;18) I am a scardey-cat.&lt;br /&gt;19) I am training for abs.&lt;br /&gt;20) I fantasize about D24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more people to do this :&lt;br /&gt;Lingying&lt;br /&gt;Gene&lt;br /&gt;Joline&lt;br /&gt;CTBell&lt;br /&gt;Kokwee/Desmond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116465090646821430?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116465090646821430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116465090646821430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116465090646821430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116465090646821430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/20-things-meme.html' title='20 things meme'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116463453683424439</id><published>2006-11-27T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:00:57.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AYEEEEEEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Impotent&lt;/s&gt; Importaaaaaaaaant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All religious students, please report to Jolin&lt;s&gt;e&lt;/s&gt; Li Ting Wai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will lead you all in the Sun Dance and Sun Prayer, so as to call out to The Yellow Orangey Sunny One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you must be thinking? As you know, The Yellow Orangey Sunny One is suffering from some unknown illness and refuses to come out from his Bloody Red Cave, and instead sends his cousin The Melancholy Black Charcoal Rainy One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainy One, as can see from its name, cries all day long and prevents us from our daily routine such as rollerblading, playing basketball, drying our lingerie, getting out of the house to get a breath of fresh air, running from home after getting scolded, meeting your blonde gors when you're unhappy, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need you, The Sunny One! The Ol' Great One! O, please come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DON'T WANT IT TO RAIN ON WEDNESDAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, hehehe... Sometimes, personal reasons may mean personal grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhh Kenny, I know how to use Adobe InDesign all along. SO I'M NOT GOING TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my hair colour isn't obvious!!!!!!!! I wonder why Kokwee kept saying he could see it. Ehh but he said it was red =_= Zzzzzz and they thought Mr Singh caught me for my hair! Wahahaha it was my shirt that was untucked lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116463453683424439?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116463453683424439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116463453683424439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116463453683424439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116463453683424439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/ayeeeeeeeeee.html' title='AYEEEEEEEEEE!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116454664164101154</id><published>2006-11-26T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:01:46.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ammonia!</title><content type='html'>Urrgh my hair has this pungent ammonia smell!!!!!!!!! ARRRRRRRRRGH! Buay tahan nia! It's all Vainpot Gor's fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes..... I am deciding on my hair color.... Lucidol-L's Raspberry Natural, L'oreal's Excellence Intense Red Brown, or Revlon Colorsilk's Deep Burgundy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urrgh stupid Ganier's Violet Brown faded off completely after two week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116454664164101154?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116454664164101154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116454664164101154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116454664164101154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116454664164101154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/ammonia.html' title='ammonia!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116448249095172840</id><published>2006-11-26T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T03:29:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天啊！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;为什么要这样耍我？！？！ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那十三天将会是我生命中最残忍最漫长的十三天！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉，现在弄得连见面的机会都没有！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么办？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会想你的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我现在满脑子都是你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天啊！我神经病发作了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116448249095172840?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116448249095172840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116448249095172840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116448249095172840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116448249095172840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_26.html' title='天啊！'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116435858049336062</id><published>2006-11-24T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:41:13.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey want a free $488 ticket to rain's concert?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KOKWEE&lt;/span&gt;'S PAYING!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can also choose S.H.E or Zhou Hua Jian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116435858049336062?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116435858049336062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116435858049336062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116435858049336062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116435858049336062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-want-free-488-ticket-to-rains.html' title='hey want a free $488 ticket to rain&apos;s concert?!?!?!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116429852044627827</id><published>2006-11-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:51:29.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deprived of sleep</title><content type='html'>Felt damn sleepy the whole freaking day lah. !@#$%^&amp;* Coz someone bullied me and didn't let me sleep. WAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Feet is so depressing. I cried =_=  Themes of the story: Religious fanaticism and Human's destruction of the environment. And save the environment by eating less fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Ain't uploading the photos.&lt;/s&gt; All are candid shots and Adeline, Bell and Anqi would kill me. Only KaiHong was pro enough to look at my camera!!! &lt;s&gt;Wahaha I may upload them out of goodwill. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible that out of 12 phonecalls being made, none was picked up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao nobody is talking to me on MSN. TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY IS MAGDELENE OUT?! SHE'S MY SUPERSTAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: PHOTOS! Well I've decided to risk my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OXpTzeVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tY38r0BBUWI/s1600-h/S5000572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OXpTzeVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tY38r0BBUWI/s400/S5000572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007948216280512850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I shall jump onto one car to another, like Xiaxue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OXpTzeWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6as_qiILl08/s1600-h/S5000573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OXpTzeWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6as_qiILl08/s400/S5000573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007948216280512866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madelene and a huge bear! Somehow Adeline (whos is in the background) reminds me of Kim Jeong Hoon. Don't ask me why or how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OX5TzeXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FFcgBRyMxeY/s1600-h/S5000574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OX5TzeXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FFcgBRyMxeY/s400/S5000574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007948220575480178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello, photographer here! Is it me or is CTB as dark than the bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OX5TzeYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q8UyC6rI64k/s1600-h/S5000575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OX5TzeYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q8UyC6rI64k/s400/S5000575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007948220575480194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Super candid. Adeline, don't kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OYJTzeZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6jDfihGLaGo/s1600-h/S5000576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OYJTzeZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6jDfihGLaGo/s400/S5000576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007948224870447506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQZTzeaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UJ-18e38EiE/s1600-h/S5000578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQZTzeaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UJ-18e38EiE/s400/S5000578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007949191238089122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josie the Snow &lt;s&gt;Shite&lt;/s&gt; White with a pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQZTzecI/AAAAAAAAABE/C9MMqjrVYvI/s1600-h/S5000580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQZTzecI/AAAAAAAAABE/C9MMqjrVYvI/s400/S5000580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007949191238089154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SINGING BARNEY! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(buy it for desmond and scare him!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQpTzedI/AAAAAAAAABM/zaM8LRU2EKc/s1600-h/S5000581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQpTzedI/AAAAAAAAABM/zaM8LRU2EKc/s400/S5000581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007949195533056466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Candid hor? And uhh CTB is real chao dar tanned in photos. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQpTzeeI/AAAAAAAAABU/XLjF12DnuLw/s1600-h/S5000582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_PQpTzeeI/AAAAAAAAABU/XLjF12DnuLw/s400/S5000582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007949195533056482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The models preparing for their photoshoot. And Unique's Roxy handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh quick steal the chio bu photos before I have to remove them! ahahahah! And uhhh I will not entertain any silly requests from any stalkers for their handphone numbers. Hehe. Go ask them yourselves =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116429852044627827?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116429852044627827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116429852044627827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116429852044627827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116429852044627827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/deprived-of-sleep.html' title='deprived of sleep'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXZOD8KOmOI/RX_OXpTzeVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tY38r0BBUWI/s72-c/S5000572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116419667767695746</id><published>2006-11-22T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:57:57.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mummy mummy mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO WATCH &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HAPPY FEET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116419667767695746?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116419667767695746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116419667767695746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116419667767695746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116419667767695746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/mummy-mummy-mummy.html' title='mummy mummy mummy'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116411905465237358</id><published>2006-11-21T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:29:03.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid blog urls</title><content type='html'>We have my-ice-world-of-fantasy.blogspot.com, mystarrywurl.blogspot.com and -my-lonely-world-.blogspot.com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna follow the trend... And be cooler than them... So mine shall be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;http://&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my-lonely-ice-world-of-starry-fantasy&lt;/span&gt;.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116411905465237358?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116411905465237358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116411905465237358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116411905465237358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116411905465237358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/stupid-blog-urls.html' title='stupid blog urls'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116411666305468722</id><published>2006-11-21T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:44:23.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah lao! no creativity lurh!</title><content type='html'>Wahaha stop copying my 招牌  sentence "oi! I stalk you arh!!!!"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly go get your Singnet 5MB/sec broadband connection and Lenovo computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag me if you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I post your ALAF photo(s), voice recording(s) and/or video(s) =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116411666305468722?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116411666305468722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116411666305468722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116411666305468722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116411666305468722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/wah-lao-no-creativity-lurh.html' title='wah lao! no creativity lurh!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116410837384994145</id><published>2006-11-21T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:22:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a sexy tan</title><content type='html'>...on my toes lah wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/cherblogtag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/cherblogtagrabbit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh Bell, you are one bimbo bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A rabbit should be given plenty of clean fresh water and pellets daily. Dark green, leafy vegetables may be fed, such as: romaine and escarole lettuces; turnip, mustard, and collard greens; kale, parsley, cilantro, dandelion and basil. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carrots and fruits should be used sparingly&lt;/span&gt;, about 1Tbs per pound of body weight every other day. Starchy vegetables need to be avoided.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabbit"&gt;Wikipeda - Rabbit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geddit? Ehh dont take too much carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cheryl arh, your blog must be, like, browser-friendly ok? But wth lah my blog is done in Firefox. Hehe. It works best in FF anyway. Hehe at least it's browser-friendly right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'TIS THE SEASON TO BE 自闭 ZI BI, FALALALALALALA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny has tuberculosis,&lt;br /&gt;my bunny has only one lung,&lt;br /&gt;My bunny can cough up raw oysters,&lt;br /&gt;and roll them around on her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring back, bring back&lt;br /&gt;Bring back my bunny to me, to me&lt;br /&gt;Bring back, bring back&lt;br /&gt;Bring back my bunny to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny has Tuberculosis&lt;br /&gt;My bunny has only one lung,&lt;br /&gt;My bunny spits blood in a bucket,&lt;br /&gt;And dries it and chews it for gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentine, Dentine,&lt;br /&gt;Dentine gum, yum yum, yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;Dentine, Dentine,&lt;br /&gt;Dentine gum, yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny leaned over the gas tank,&lt;br /&gt;the height of its contents to see;&lt;br /&gt;I lighted a match to assist her,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bring back my bunny to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring back, bring back&lt;br /&gt;Bring back my bunny to me, to me&lt;br /&gt;Bring back, bring back&lt;br /&gt;Bring back my bunny to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116410837384994145?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116410837384994145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116410837384994145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116410837384994145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116410837384994145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-sexy-tan.html' title='i have a sexy tan'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116400865056678931</id><published>2006-11-20T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:44:10.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, the horror!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Ehh pai sei... Tell u all sth... Pls dun scold mi... Its going to start at 27nov... Due to cinema 4d... Srri... Dun scold mi...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind the bad grammar and spelling. It's a text message from *QIANG JIANG QIANG* KENNY TAY ZHAN LUN sent damn bloody early in the morning at 10:34am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FREAKING IT COURSE'S CANCELLED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fed up, I went back to sleep, until Mr Toh Kok Wee's SMS woke me up. I decided to reply, then change my phone to Vibrate mode, then go back to sleep coz I was still sleepy. Hehe. But the vibrations still woke me up. =__________=  Anyway it felt bad not to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolin, Bell and Anqi, please don't kill me. Besides, if I told you course was cancelled, you all won't be able to make it righttttttt? Coz the news is, like, last-minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, '&lt;i&gt;hehe&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116400865056678931?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116400865056678931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116400865056678931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116400865056678931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116400865056678931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-horror.html' title='oh, the horror!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116396108484902285</id><published>2006-11-20T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:31:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bwahahahahaha</title><content type='html'>i cut all of nails! i only have nailbeds now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun to have short nails for once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116396108484902285?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116396108484902285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116396108484902285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116396108484902285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116396108484902285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/bwahahahahaha.html' title='bwahahahahaha'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116395348051789239</id><published>2006-11-20T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:34:10.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG LAH JUST KILL ME</title><content type='html'>I am talking to this angmoh from the little island of Als, which is in Denmark, on MSN lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth. And her first language isn't English, ok? So there's, like, a communication problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will die lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cat's name is Gucci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her ambition is to be a farmer-girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116395348051789239?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116395348051789239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116395348051789239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116395348051789239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116395348051789239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-lah-just-kill-me.html' title='OMG LAH JUST KILL ME'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116393232096091688</id><published>2006-11-19T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:50:07.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg zomg zomg</title><content type='html'>ZZZZZ. What the hell is wrong with my life? WHY IS IT THAT TWO FABULOUS THINGS TEND TO CLASH ON THE SAME DAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr. I feel so bad to tell someone "Ehh paiseh arh. Cannot go coz [insert reason]" then tell the other party "Wah sure damn fun de lor!!! *squeal* Is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; going?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, I end up staying at home. It's either that the one that I planned to go is cancelled while the other party confirms that I'm not going, or that both events are cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pttf. Am so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO EH CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHY I AGREED TO ATTENDING THE IT COURSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrr. Last week I cancelled a lunch-shopping-movie-shopping trip with Jolin CTB Anqi and ice-skating with Lingying. Then a frustrated and distressed damsel Kenny tells me that course is cancelled. Damn. pissed. ok? Partially because I couldn't get my $20 back from desmondkwokweixiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, lunch-shopping-movie-shopping was postponed to this week. Then I realise there's the bleedy course. WTF then I tell the gals, and Jolin postponed it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT? NOW, IT CLASHES WITH ANOTHER OUTING WHICH I PROMISED SOMEONE THAT I WOULD GO. To make matters worse, both are at the same shopping mall. Pttttf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict that I'd be staying at home that day. Ptttttf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth lah and the same thing happened yesterday ok! I was supposed to go to Escape with Shimin, but I chose to stay at home for some idiot's call or sms, so I could go collect some stuff from him/her. AND THE BLOODY PERSON DIDN'T CONTACT ME!!!! So WTH lah he/she wasted my timeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the escape ticket was only $6, with ice-cream and popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tempted to slap myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill, Krystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah I was reading my own archives. Man, I felt like commenting on my own posts, and tagging my own board.  Well a friend of mine said that "tagging your own blog is the highest stage of blogging. you will become invincible." What crap anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across my New Year resolution. *groans* Bell reminded me of one yesterday and I went "OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE I TYPED THAT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do my homework, but shall procrastinate when it comes to Mathematics.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, I did some homework ok! I did all of my Science homework!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Change my 学习态度.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't state whether to change to the better or worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Save money.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellllllllllllllllll. Shopping is hard to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shower earlier than 10pm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, earlier than 10pm on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not slacking too much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend that this is invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wake up earlier.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES FINALLY I STUCK TO A RESOLUTION!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STUDY AND MUG LIKE CRAZY FOR TESTS AND EXAMS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not all tests and exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prevent myself from shouting and screaming at my younger brother.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rejecting calls from Jun Sheng.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I type this har? It's a very very very very weird resolution. And uhh at least I kinda stuck to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lose weight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhh shut it. My mother asked me last week if I put on weight. *sob* I gained weight lah wth! I need to lose weight lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take up a new sport.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 'squabbling with low-intelligence beings' count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATTEND EVERY MEDIA CLUB SESSION, so as to make Mr Tang happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I never ever ponteng CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pass every attire check.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fussy teachers. Every morning I hear Ms Tan exclaiming my name, which prompts my hands shooting to my ears to remove the earsticks. And there's the occasional 'tuck in your shirt'. BUT my class is soooo lucky that we've never been called out by Mr Singh for attire checks, so technically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I haven't failed any attire checks&lt;/span&gt; =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Getting my mind off my crushes and focus on my studies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. That stupid boy made my results &lt;s&gt;slip&lt;/s&gt; fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO GET DECENT RESULTS SO I CAN GET INTO A DECENT SEC-3 CLASS NEXT YEAR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4A's pretty decent, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;[update: 307. woohoo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it at all. Gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116393232096091688?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116393232096091688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116393232096091688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116393232096091688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116393232096091688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/zomg-zomg-zomg.html' title='zomg zomg zomg'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116377363890742166</id><published>2006-11-17T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:34:19.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>精舞门</title><content type='html'>预备起行头全部要带齐点名&lt;br /&gt;准备跟我上街去游行&lt;br /&gt;body 今天要证明&lt;br /&gt;什么舞通通都搞得定&lt;br /&gt;跌烂你眼镜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小老弟年轻耍酷那一丁点本领&lt;br /&gt;洗耳恭听快卯起来学艺&lt;br /&gt;大发善心收徒弟&lt;br /&gt;想要学习皮要绷要跟我跟紧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know 你行不行&lt;br /&gt;you gonna know&lt;br /&gt;别怀疑你自己的本领&lt;br /&gt;you gonna know 我是冠军&lt;br /&gt;you gonna know we got to show&lt;br /&gt;we are the word&lt;br /&gt;我有一条特别了不起的神经&lt;br /&gt;越跳越带劲&lt;br /&gt;无师自通任督二脉畅通无比&lt;br /&gt;十八般舞艺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拎拎听说你想要报名考虑&lt;br /&gt;有没有那根筋我看一眼就搞定&lt;br /&gt;凡事都要照规定&lt;br /&gt;精舞门里什么都不浪得虚名&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能乱吃冰淇淋蒙眼睛&lt;br /&gt;对待所有的敌人都尊敬&lt;br /&gt;大半夜上床戴耳机&lt;br /&gt;节奏当催眠的声音作梦都不停&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOW LUO&lt;/span&gt;'S &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPESHOW&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! ARRRRRRRRGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116377363890742166?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116377363890742166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116377363890742166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116377363890742166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116377363890742166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_116377363890742166.html' title='精舞门'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116375913470693762</id><published>2006-11-17T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:54:22.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna pour hot oil from a frying pan over your head and whack you to the floor with the pan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, I'd rather you be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ignore me and let me fade into oblivion&lt;/span&gt;, than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make it super duper clear that you really don't want to be my friend&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you love to hate me don't you, honey? You poor sweet innocent thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck lah? If you know that you'd hate and detest and abhore me one sweet day, THEN WHY BOTHER TO BEFRIEND ME IN THE FIRST PLACE? Fuck you explanations of being confused and lost! Go screw yourself upside down. Go ahead and frolick. It just shows that your taste is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've locked up those useless pieces of plastic, deleted all your SMSes and phone numbers, got rid of all the chat logs and message history which involves you, got rid of all the photos that has you in it. Hell, the money I saved up for your present has already been set aside for someone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought why the hell was I so patient towards you? Because I pitited you. You seemed to be so weak, fragile and - YES - pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was all an act, eh? To gain sympathy and to waste my fucking time. SORRY  I AM NOT YOUR FREAKING SLAVE. WHY SHOULD I LISTEN TO WHATEVER YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know whenever I see you, I feel more than obligated to slap you and scream out all my discontent displeasure and dissatisfaction at you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAVE YOU EVER REALISED HOW PAINFUL THE HURT YOU HAVE CAUSED IS?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who started this friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who shall end it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. Kneel and beg for forgiveness. Grovel at my feet and lick my turquoise ballet pumps. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;APOLOGISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that your brain is too small and your balls too huge to ask for pardon and express your regret and remorse for the harm you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I see you, gladly anticipate a slap and a kick in your balls. Don't be shocked. You had it coming all along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116375913470693762?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116375913470693762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116375913470693762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116375913470693762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116375913470693762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanna-pour-hot-oil-from-frying-pan.html' title='i wanna pour hot oil from a frying pan over your head and whack you to the floor with the pan'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116365153686920587</id><published>2006-11-16T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:51:58.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who else is in 4A?</title><content type='html'>Coz i got into 4A. Combined science, triple math. ARRRRGH! Mrs Tan again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, wanna appeal together a not? We go school and submit form together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Class gathering @ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sentosa Palawan&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday &lt;u&gt;29 November&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116365153686920587?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116365153686920587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116365153686920587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116365153686920587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116365153686920587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-else-is-in-4a.html' title='Who else is in 4A?'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116361083073937924</id><published>2006-11-16T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:41:37.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Be Emo - Hollywood Undead</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;Mood- apathetic&lt;br /&gt;My life is spiraling downward.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and&lt;br /&gt;Suffocate me Dry concert.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks&lt;br /&gt;cause they play some of my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;like Stab my heart because I love you&lt;br /&gt;and Rip Apart my soul and of course&lt;br /&gt;Stabby rip stab stab.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either,&lt;br /&gt;like that guy from that band can do.&lt;br /&gt;Some days... ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;Non-conforming as can be.&lt;br /&gt;You could be non-conforming too if you looked just like me.&lt;br /&gt;I have paint on my nails.&lt;br /&gt;And makeup on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost emo enough&lt;br /&gt;to start shaving my legs.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel real deep,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm dressing in drag.&lt;br /&gt;I call it freedom of expression,&lt;br /&gt;most just call me a fag&lt;br /&gt;cause our dudes look like chicks,&lt;br /&gt;and our chicks look like dykes.&lt;br /&gt;Cause emo&lt;br /&gt;is one step below transvestite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop my breathing and slit my throat.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;I don't jump around when I go to shows.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dark, and sensitive, with low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;The way I dress makes every day feel like Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;I have no real problems, but I like to make believe.&lt;br /&gt;I stole my sister's mascara, now I'm grounded for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Sulking, and writing poetry are my hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;Girls keep breaking up with me,&lt;br /&gt;it's never any fun.&lt;br /&gt;They say they "already have a pussy"&lt;br /&gt;they don't need another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop my breathing and slit my throat.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;I don't jump around when I go to shows.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;Dye in my hair and polish on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;I play guitar and write suicide notes.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is just a black abyss.&lt;br /&gt;Ya know. It's sooo dark.&lt;br /&gt;And it's suffocating me.&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing a hold of me&lt;br /&gt;tightening its grip.&lt;br /&gt;Tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Which look great on me by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get depressed,&lt;br /&gt;I cut my wrists in every direction.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing songs about getting dumped&lt;br /&gt;give me an erection.&lt;br /&gt;I write in a Livejournal and wear thick rimmed glasses.&lt;br /&gt;I tell my friends I bleed black and I cry during classes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a bad,&lt;br /&gt;cheap imitation of Goth.&lt;br /&gt;You could give me 'Catcher in the Rye'&lt;br /&gt;and watch me jack off.&lt;br /&gt;I wear skin tight clothes,&lt;br /&gt;while hating my life.&lt;br /&gt;If I said I liked girls,&lt;br /&gt;I'd only be half right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;Screw X-Box, I play old school Nintendo.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;I like to whine and hate my parentals.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends all look like clones.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents don't get me, you know?&lt;br /&gt;They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, a couple guys.&lt;br /&gt;But I mean, it's the 2000's.&lt;br /&gt;Can't two... or four dudes make out with each other without being gay?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know diary.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think you're the only one that gets me.&lt;br /&gt;You're my best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116361083073937924?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116361083073937924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116361083073937924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116361083073937924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116361083073937924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-must-be-emo-hollywood-undead.html' title='I Must Be Emo - Hollywood Undead'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116360550100848272</id><published>2006-11-15T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T18:48:18.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah lao let's all jump onto MRT tracks</title><content type='html'>Fuck... 7% GST...  That's a freaking 40% increase from the original 5%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabeh transport fee increase, everything also increase. Blood pressure also increase arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COME SALARY NEVER INCREASE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao does it even help the families with lower income =_=?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth lah the Progess Package all returned back le lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MUMMY ARH, NEXT TIME ELECTION, DON'T VOTE PAP, CAN A NOT?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116360550100848272?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116360550100848272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116360550100848272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116360550100848272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116360550100848272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/wah-lao-lets-all-jump-onto-mrt-tracks.html' title='wah lao let&apos;s all jump onto MRT tracks'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116359220512673283</id><published>2006-11-15T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:52:03.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grudge Two is simply... freaky</title><content type='html'>Lalalalalala! I feel so.... refreshed! Had a lovely shower! WAHAHAHA! Hmm and I was singing QingTian, YongQi and, get this, MAJULAH SINGAPURA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I hanged out at Plaza Singapura with Bubble Bimboette Bell (woah she has loaaaaaddds of nicknames), Durian Seller and Dinosaur, namely Christabel, Junsheng and Desmond. (Why were these people chosen, I HAVE NO IDEAAAAAAAAA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why were we at such a horribly boring place? OH C'MON IT'S THE MALL WE'RE SO TERRIBLY SICK OF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Bell finally got a new number to match her phone. Yeah I bet 204 recieved her sms yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, This bimboette went to fool around with the security features and managed to screw the PUK code thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way was to get a new SIM card from Starhub. AND IT'S FREAKING AT PLAZA SING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe that wasn't a very bimbo thing. Which handphone owner hasn't screwed their PUK code feature before? I did so when I was eleven, and Junsheng does that all the time. He even tried to teach Bell how to fix the problem, and said, "Huh why so qiguai one? Why liddat one? That time I do like this also gao dim liao!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I brought my camera along, I only took one photo of Mr Ho which turned out, well, pretty freaky. It scared the hell out of me when I viewed it at night later on. To makes matter worse, it was right before I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being infamous for being late for almost every outing, yesterday wasn't an exception. In fact Christabel called when I was about to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Erm, Krystal, have you forgotten something?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;"Uhhhhh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"We're supposed to meet at Cafe Cartel at 12 noon!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 11.50am =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she called to say that she would be late. Baaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed all the way to the MRT station. The guys called when I was about to board the train at Ang Mo Kio. I was like "OMG THEY'RE EARLYYYYYYYY~!" I mean, like, those Yio Chu Kang Durians are famous for being late. 耍大牌!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. I thought Bell had reached earlier than me. Coz Junsheng said ALL OF THEM had reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But WTF I didn't see them outside Cafe Cartel and freaked out and called Junsheng. For a moment I thought I was pranked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out the guys were on the third floor outside Cerisi. I kept laughing and laughing on the escalator upon seeing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe Bell hadn't reached earlier after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Bell arrived, after a gazillion phone calls or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after MUCH MUCH MUCH &lt;s&gt;squabbling&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;arguing&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;fighting&lt;/s&gt; discussion, we ended up in Pasta Mania for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys took forever to decide what to eat. And partially because Junsheng kept complaining about the prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was in a suan-ing mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "You know hor, someone cannot differentiate Joo Ji Hoon and Kim Jeong Hoon lehhhh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CTB: "Lol."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person being suan-ed acted blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone expressed his dislike of Goong! WAAHAHAH MADELENE LET'S GET G.F.C TO WHACK HIM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Goong nice meh? So sian one! I don't understand!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "This bugger, arh, WATCHES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;YE GUANG SHEN BEI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;! So erm, gay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "It's nice, ok? Better than that Goong!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CTB: "Yah actually quite nice what."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "Whaaaaaat you watch that show?! At least there's eye candy in Goong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, and Desmond went all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; while eating his beef bolognese after I said something. But wth I cannot remember what I said. Well he was redder than his lunch!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok we went to the arcade after that. Bell had to meet her Mama to go to Starhub for her SIM card. So I was left with the two fools. Grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala Junsheng's quite good in Time Crisis 3 siah. The way he shoots is dammmmn zai lah! Don't even need to stretch his arm. Boohoo I am jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the two guys went to shoot hoops. =________= I heard so many vulgarities when they missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha! Car-racing! Ok I sucked at it. Coz I stepped on the wrong pedal at the beginning. STOP LAUGHINGGGGGGG! And my shoes were very loose =______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game we went crazy over was Photo Play aka SPOT THE DIFFERENCE. JS was so pro lurh! But I pwned him at the picture of apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Desmond only seemed to be faster and better when it came to the swimsuit  pictures! At least I did better than him. Ahh well maybe he's long-sighted already. Tsktsk the evil of ageing. CHAO LAO FACE! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we played that game three times =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then erm... we went to find Bell. YAY! She got her SIM card for free. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh then we went to watch The Grudge 2. And I saw my cousin and her husband in the cinema =___= Gawd she was lying on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehehehe. We didn't follow the seat number but WTF lah Ms Lim taught us not to be so square. So yah we sat in this way: L-R Des, Bell, Me, JS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cinema was freaking cold lah!!!! Buay tahan can! Grrrrrrr. That bamboo pole next to me kept complaining that he was very very very very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;... Well he is cold what! His jokes are so lame =_= (Hmm an ice mountain feeling cold? That's weird!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha I played the Sims 2 on JS's phone while he played Billiards on mine. The time passed soooooo fast in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Why so difficult to score de?! Almost impossible!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "EHH why the Sims game so fast one?!?!?! Very difficult to play nia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Handphone game what you dumb dumb!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "HMPH! Dowan play liao! I want my phone back!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were boliao lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn freakingly scary lah the movie! And the aircon seemed to get colder as the show got creepier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uhh, it didn't seem so scary to me because JS kept distracting me lah, so I couldn't concentrate on the movie. He kept blowing air at my ear and tickling me lah! And his freaky big eyes scared the hell outta me! And there was the occassional grab of my arm whenever the ghost/grudge was about to appear, in order to scare me some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho I seeked revenge by poking him whenever Edison Chen appeared on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "EDISONNNNNNN! ARRRRRGH SO SHUAI!" *pokes JS's arm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Ehh stop poking me! I'm more shuai lah! He looks ugly in this show lor." *blows air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "Whatever lor! What's his Chinese name? Chen what what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Chen Yi Xun!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "That's Eason Chen!!!!! Arrrrrgh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it just so happened Edison's character's name was Eason =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "I know. Chen Yi Xun Chen Yi Xun Chen Yi Xun Chen Yi Xun Chen Yi Xun!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "EDIIIISOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" *pokes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Chen Yi Xun! Aiya his eyes so ugly!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "Where got! Eyebags only mah! Hmph!!!!! You jealous of him issit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Why would I be jealous?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "SO SHUAAAAAAIIIIIIIII!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "Ohymgawwwwwd! He got 樱桃小嘴 (ying tao xiao zui)!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bugger kept throwing a plastic bag at me. Grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were crapping about the principal getting cursed too, and whatthehell on the screen the principal turned into a ghost. Woah budding scriptwriters lah the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peekaboo scene was hilarious lah! I kept doing that MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were even discussing about hideous eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "Ehh why the people in horror movies got heiyanquan and eyebags har?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "I ask you, do ghosts have to sleep?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "Err... no?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "YAH LAH!!! That's why lah! There's so such thing as 'lack of sleep' for ghosts!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "Then the humans leh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "They're too possessed and cursed to sleep."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then towards the ending of the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "AHH his name is CHEN GUAN XI!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor boy, racking his brain for Edison's chinese name. And wtf I kept poking JS throughout the whole show, especially the scary and freaky parts, coz his sleeve was unavailable for me to pull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao basically JS and I were acting like fools lor, FOOLING AROUND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me: "Who is more shuai, Edison or you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JS: "ME LAH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cinema was damn quiet, for a horror movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000370.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone finds the shirt familiar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala then Bell and I went home while the guys went to play pool with Kokwee or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho talked on the phone on the way home. Hahaha I was looking for my phone in my bag when I was talking on the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friend: "电话不是在你手中吗？"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was immediately malu-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took a 3-hour nap. Woke up at 9pm, just in time to watch the crappy mediacorp show House of Joy. Hmph. Chen Hanwei rocks though!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dumbdumb JS kept suan-ing about how scared I was in the cinema and how much fun he had by scaring me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hmmmmmph and just because I accidentally grabbed his arm and hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waaaaaah so cold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...huh..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold my hand..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116359220512673283?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116359220512673283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116359220512673283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116359220512673283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116359220512673283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/grudge-two-is-simply-freaky.html' title='The Grudge Two is simply... freaky'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116357909034441693</id><published>2006-11-14T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:48:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I WANT TO WATCH &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CASINO ROYALE&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; need a date with XiaoQiang ZhangLang Ahma Gene and Lingying Meimei!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a 204'2006 outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a date with Cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a date with THE GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a date with Laogong, Airen and Hot Date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a date with The Hot One Anqi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an appointment with my lousy no-longer-laywer-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUDGE&lt;/span&gt; BBB ,SBB, whatever-B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my $20 back. (Oi Junsheng and friend, I didn't say anything about treating you to pool!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my Burger King lunch from Mr Kwok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my bubble tea and cheese sausage from Mr Ho JunSheng, and then poke and tickle him to death.  (I must put an end to his coke-snorting supermodel life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go rollerblading, ice-skating and Vivocity with Shiminnnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a wacky 204 Family outing. Extended relatives included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Kbox-ing with erm, dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to ALAF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MONEYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...to be continued...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, goong 2 doesnt look that bad!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/061113002zw4.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/061113003rh4.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a50/akiichan/061113001yn2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116357909034441693?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-8799681.post-116344506857196496</id><published>2006-11-14T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T03:11:47.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am 72% bad in school, I am 18% guyish &amp; 75% girlish and I act like a 17 year old rich kid</title><content type='html'>[x] You have gotten F9 grades for mathematics many times.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always do last minute homework in class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You use your handphone to text your friends in class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your phone got confiscated before.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You listen to ur MP3, CD player in class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You sleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You curse teachers.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are always late for extra classes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You doodle on tables.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You make out in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are rebellious with some teachers.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always hand up work late.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You make fun of the nerds and geeks.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have broken school rules.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You always don't have the correct books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't take notes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Recess is your favourite part of school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hang out after school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You lie to your teachers about homework.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You tell your parents that you don't have homework when you actually do.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have made someone cry in school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You copied homework before.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You threw away homework before and lie that you didn't recieve it first of all.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You laugh at the way some teachers walk.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been late couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a cross on the side when applicable.&lt;br /&gt;Once done, count the crosses and then multiply by 4.&lt;br /&gt;Post it as I AM __ % BAD IN SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUY-ISH&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you own a jersey&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like being sweaty&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you love mud&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you've played at least one sport on a team&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you've played more than 1 sport for fun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you hate pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you love hoodies and jeans&lt;br /&gt;[x] pranks are fun&lt;br /&gt;[x] dogs are better than cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] its funny when people get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shopping is torture&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pulling heads off dolls isnt creepy..its fun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you dont cry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sad movies suck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] girl drama is stupid&lt;br /&gt;[] painting your nails is weird/stupid&lt;br /&gt;[x] you own a ps2&lt;br /&gt;[x] you own an xbox&lt;br /&gt;[x] you own a gamecube&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like to watch porn&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like sexy girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] you used to be obsessed with power rangers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you watch sports center&lt;br /&gt;[ ]you watch sports on tv sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gorey movies are the best!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you arent scared of anything&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you take part in "male bonding"&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you only go to your dad for advice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you own like a trillion baseball caps&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you're not sensitive&lt;br /&gt;[x] no pain no gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like going to football games&lt;br /&gt;[x] night games rock&lt;br /&gt;[ ] spiders and bugs are cool&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like to freak out your sister or brother&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you used to or do collect basketball cards&lt;br /&gt;[ ] saggy pants are cool&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you get sports illustrated/other sports/guy magazine&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fire is cool&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you don't babysit&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you're immature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total = 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] its kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] green, black, red or blue or silver are your favorite color(s)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] romantic comedies are boring&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you hate dressing up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you dont care about your hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] you love to go crazy and not care what people think&lt;br /&gt;[ ] climbing is fun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] contact sports like football are fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total = 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add the numbers up x2 and re-post&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;score as:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm  _% guyish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL-ISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] you wear lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;[x] you shop&lt;br /&gt;[x] you wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[x] you buy different colored shirts&lt;br /&gt;[x] you wear halters and tube tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you dont like shopping at hot topic&lt;br /&gt;[x] you wear the color pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you consider cheerleading a sport&lt;br /&gt;[x] you hate wearing the color black&lt;br /&gt;[x] you love hanging at the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] you like getting manicures and/or pedicures&lt;br /&gt;[x] you wear jewelery&lt;br /&gt;[x] skirts are a part of your wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;[x] you take a long time doing your hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] shopping is one of your favorite hobbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you hate the movie star wars&lt;br /&gt;[x] you cry in movies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you are/were in cheerleading, gymnastics, or dance&lt;br /&gt;[ ] it takes you more than 1/2 hour to get dressed and put on other accesories&lt;br /&gt;[x] you smile a lot more than you should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add them up, multiply them by 5, and&lt;br /&gt;post as "i&lt;br /&gt;am __??_% girlish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] I have read a book before&lt;br /&gt;[2] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[3] I have been on some sort of sports team.&lt;br /&gt;[4] I have watched cartoons for hours before&lt;br /&gt;[5] I have tripped UP the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[6] have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have been snowboarding/skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[7] I have played ping pong.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I swam in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been on a whale watch.&lt;br /&gt;[8] I have seen fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;[9] I have seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[10] I have seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[11] I have almost drowned.&lt;br /&gt;[12] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;[13] I have listened to one cd over &amp; over &amp;amp; over again.&lt;br /&gt;[14] I have had stitch(es).&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;[15] I have stayed up til 6am doing homework projects.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I currently have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;[16] I have been rollerblading.&lt;br /&gt;[17] I have fallen flat on my face.&lt;br /&gt;[18] I have tripped over my own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;[19] I have been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[20] I have played videogames/com for more than 3 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;[21] I have watched The Power Rangers before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do / have attended Church regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[22] I have played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have already had my 16th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have already had my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[23] I've called someone stupid. And meant it.&lt;br /&gt;[24] I've been in a verbal argument.&lt;br /&gt;[25] I've cried in school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played basketball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played softball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played football on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played soccer on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've done cheerleading on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've swam on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been swimming more than 20 times in my&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;[26] I've climbed a rock wall before.&lt;br /&gt;[27] I've lost more than $20.&lt;br /&gt;[28] I've called myself an idiot&lt;br /&gt;[29] I've called someone else an idiot&lt;br /&gt;[30] I've cried myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;[31] I've had (or have) pets.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned a Spice Girls cd. and or tape&lt;br /&gt;[32] I've owned a Britney Spears cd&lt;br /&gt;[33] I've owned an N*Sync cd&lt;br /&gt;[34] I've owned a Backstreet Boys cd&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've mooned someone&lt;br /&gt;[35] I've sworn at someone in authority&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been in the schoolnewspaper / insights.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been on TV&lt;br /&gt;[36] I've eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been on the other side of a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;[37] I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings&lt;br /&gt;movies.&lt;br /&gt;[38] I've watched all the Harry Potter movies.&lt;br /&gt;[39] I've watched the 3 Stooges at least once.&lt;br /&gt;[40] I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick &amp; Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;[41] I've watched Looney Tunes before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been stuffed into a locker&lt;br /&gt;[42] I've been called a geek.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I've studied hard for a test and got a bad grade.&lt;br /&gt;[43] I've not studied at all for a test and aced it.&lt;br /&gt;[44] I've met a celebrity / music / TV artist.&lt;br /&gt;[45] I've written poetry.&lt;br /&gt;[46] I've been arrested&lt;br /&gt;[47] I've been attracted to someone much older than me&lt;br /&gt;[48] I've been tickled till I've cried&lt;br /&gt;[50] I've tickled someone else until they cried&lt;br /&gt;[51] I've had / have siblings&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to a rock concert&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've listened to classical music and enjoyed it&lt;br /&gt;[52] I've been in a play&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been picked last in gym class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been picked first in gym class or so&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ive been picked in that middle-range in gym&lt;br /&gt;class.&lt;br /&gt;[53] I've cried in front of my friends&lt;br /&gt;[54] I've read a book longer than 1,000 pages&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've freaked out over a sports game&lt;br /&gt;[55] I’ve vomited in public&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've washed someone else’s vomit&lt;br /&gt;[56] I’ve ran away&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had a stalker&lt;br /&gt;[57] I've had a fight with someone on txt&lt;br /&gt;[58] I've had a fight with someone face-to-face&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been in a car accident&lt;br /&gt;[59] I've forgiven someone who has done something bad to me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've personally seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;[60] I've been confronted by a police officer but got away&lt;br /&gt;[61] I've lost someone who meant the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine, Last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. place you were&lt;br /&gt;AMK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. cigarette&lt;br /&gt;i don't smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. beverage&lt;br /&gt;Meiji Strawberry Milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. movie watched&lt;br /&gt;Death Note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. phone call&lt;br /&gt;Durian-seller :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. played:&lt;br /&gt;There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet - Panic! At The Disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. bubble bath&lt;br /&gt;last month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. you cried&lt;br /&gt;this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you got scolded&lt;br /&gt;last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight, Have you ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. have you ever dated someone twice&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz, yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. have you ever been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;hmm. kind of. does flirting count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. have you ever kissed someone you shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;shhhhhh! yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. have you ever kissed someone you regret&lt;br /&gt;hell, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. have you ever fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. have you ever lost someone&lt;br /&gt;yeah. like loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. have you ever been depressed&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven, Things you did in the past three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sleepover&lt;br /&gt;nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. taken a picture:&lt;br /&gt;YES, HELL LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. got highlights&lt;br /&gt;no! guai kia here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. watched movies&lt;br /&gt;on youtube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. had sex&lt;br /&gt;hell, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. bought sneakers&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. taped something&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six. People you can tell pretty much anything to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ShiMin&lt;br /&gt;2. Kristopher Kenji Mizoguchi&lt;br /&gt;3. Dark confidante supermodel!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Cruise-Liner&lt;br /&gt;5. Lingying&lt;br /&gt;6. Gene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three, Favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. black&lt;br /&gt;2. purple&lt;br /&gt;3. pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you want to do before you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. spend all my money&lt;br /&gt;2. a date with cruise liner x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELIEFS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sex before marriage?:&lt;br /&gt;huh? ok with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay Marriage&lt;br /&gt;ok with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lowering the drinking age?&lt;br /&gt;HELL, YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Abortion&lt;br /&gt;yah... ok maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Recycling?&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Far in '06 I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten shitty grades:&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen out of love&lt;br /&gt;umm yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you swore never to do&lt;br /&gt;yes xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until you cried&lt;br /&gt;so many million times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out behind your parents back&lt;br /&gt;haha. loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;sadly, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept your new years resolution&lt;br /&gt;nope. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot your new years resolution&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;yes. but he kinda screwed my life up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed your outlook on life&lt;br /&gt;huh?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the state&lt;br /&gt;nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost someone&lt;br /&gt;yeah TT__TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten close to someone&lt;br /&gt;hmm? somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given up something important to you&lt;br /&gt;sigh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out who your true friends were&lt;br /&gt;i don't know! i'm still in denial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[RICH KID]&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You go to a tanning salon.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You watch The OC/Laguna Beach/The Hills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love going to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You take your cellphone&lt;br /&gt;everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You own an iPod/MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You love Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have been called a brat.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GOTH]&lt;br /&gt;[x] Black is one of your&lt;br /&gt;favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have thoughts about death.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear chains.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like heavy metal.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have worn black lipstick&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your hair is dark.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You dislike preps.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're an atheist.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have piercings in unusual places. (tongue, belly button, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SKATEBOARDER]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You wear plaid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You like Converse.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think you're different.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate MTV.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have moshed&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have/had/want blue, pink, red, purple, or green hair or highlights.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love skater girls/boys.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You hate pink..&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate rich kids that are stuck up&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[NERD]&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love computers.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You like Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear/are supposed to wear&lt;br /&gt;glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You get straight A's.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You love reading.&lt;br /&gt;[x] you are/were in a band.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't care what you look like.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a curfew.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You always do your homework.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You never miss school.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMO]&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are depressed sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have black-rimmed glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like the band Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You comb your hair in front of your face&lt;br /&gt;[x] You cry easily.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like emo music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You hate people being called emo.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You keep a journal/diary.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have written a sad poem.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have/had a sad MySpace layout.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GHETTO/GANGSTA]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like rap.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are in a gang.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear Tag.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You say "nigga" frequently.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear rubberbands in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You swear a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have had a freestyling contest.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have said "fo shizzle".&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been called a "playa".&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have worn Converse with the tongue&lt;br /&gt;flipped out.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SCENE/HARDCORE]&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You wear a bandana.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You love the Ninja Turtles, etc.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You never walk anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear slip-on shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear band tees.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People have called you a freak and mean it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You love to "hardcore" dance.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your hair has been dyed in more than one color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You will kill if called a satanist.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[PREP]&lt;br /&gt;[x]You like Laguna Beach/The OC/The Hills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a tiny/medium sized dog.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your everyday outfits consist of pink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You're a shoe fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You shop at AE;HOLLISTER;A&amp;amp;F..ext.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You love to shop!&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You Love Skirts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Getting your nails done is a fun thing.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Athletic]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You watch World Cup and prefer a specific group&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own track shoes or cleats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You collect your jerseys&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have a special shelf for trophy's and awards&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have posters of famous athletes&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Your garage/shed consists of sports&lt;br /&gt;equipment&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You belong to a school team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are going to a sports summer camp&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a specific&lt;br /&gt;number prefered for your jersey.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to make a pot of tea/coffee&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can do my own laundry&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can cook for myself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do my chores after being told once&lt;br /&gt;[x] I always do my homework/work&lt;br /&gt;[x] I actually enjoy intellectual conversations&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think politics are exciting&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents and grand-parents have better&lt;br /&gt;things to say than my peers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I show up for school/work every day unless I'm&lt;br /&gt;sick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my&lt;br /&gt;pocket/purse/backpack&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've never gotten a ticket&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch talk shows and point out the incredibility&lt;br /&gt;of it all&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know what incredibility means without looking&lt;br /&gt;it up.&lt;br /&gt;[x] drink black coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to run the dish washer and/or do the dishes&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can count in more than one language&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When I say I'm going to do something, I do it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I mow the lawn&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wash the car&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can make adults laugh... without being stupid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to water my plants&lt;br /&gt;[x] I study when I have to&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I pay attention at school/work&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to feed my pets.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm generally organized&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know the meaning of capital punishment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can spell experience without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I clean up my own messes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get coffee&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I understand jokes the first time they are said&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I listen to my elders&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can type fast, because I type every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My choice in clothing is acceptable in an office or something like that&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can watch politics and laugh&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that the weather forecast&lt;br /&gt;changes every hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] i can look at someone hot and not think of sex&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can read a book and actually finish it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People have said that I act older than I am&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can be sent on an errand and not get side&lt;br /&gt;tracked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up how many x's you have and put "i act __ years old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116344506857196496?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116344506857196496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116344506857196496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116344506857196496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116344506857196496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-72-bad-in-school-i-am-18-guyish.html' title='I am 72% bad in school, I am 18% guyish &amp; 75% girlish and I act like a 17 year old rich kid'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116340575182946319</id><published>2006-11-13T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:24:39.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no amount of 'FUCK's can express my fury and anguish</title><content type='html'>I feel like slapping and pinching myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck did I entrust her to such a task, knowing that she was only capable of making matters worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been three long months, yet the problem isn't resolved yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, she screwed things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/13-09-06_1509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/13-09-06_1509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/01-10-06_1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/01-10-06_1928.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8799681.post-116332505368628079</id><published>2006-11-12T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:30:15.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gawwwwwwwwwd WHY DID I DO SO?!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Been having bad hair days since errrrrrrr I've cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I can't step out of the house without styling it!&lt;br /&gt;And I need to slather loaaaaads of conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well but that's because I layered my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Gawwwwwd the &lt;i&gt;pong&lt;/i&gt; shorter layers are like a pillow on my head lah!&lt;br /&gt;Wah seh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to spend so much time on my hair anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So umm... I cut short my hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah I went to the salon and told the nice lady, "Ahh just cut it short! 剪短!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha and she did quite a good job. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Considering that it was a neighbourhood salon!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and LAYERS!!!! I love 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/01-11-06_1816b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit sad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, that's quite a lot of hair!!!! The longest layers were at-bra-strap length, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawwwwwwd. I grew my hair, which grows oh-so-fucking slow, for a year, ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a habit of getting my hair trimmed regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those hairdressers tend to accidentally on purpose cut short my hair by an inch or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah, not a lot a lot a lot of hair was cut away. Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I lied. Ehehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000295.jpg" alt="" 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/8799681-116332505368628079?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116332505368628079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116332505368628079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116332505368628079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116332505368628079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-gawwwwwwwwwd-why-did-i-do-so.html' title='Oh gawwwwwwwwwd WHY DID I DO SO?!?!?!?!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116325259316067529</id><published>2006-11-11T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T19:04:18.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw yourself upside down lah, you oh-so-elite humji kia!</title><content type='html'>Ok the title has almost nothing to do with this post. Ehh but some people ought to know who I'm referring to, eh? Wahahaha Xiaohao, keep it a secret kk? I trust you. (So quick go ask him who am I talking about! Reverse psychology nyahahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhhhh... I haven't really been blogging about what I've been up to. But what the hell I'm just a Secondary Two student with no life having her holidays! Eating, shitting, sleeping, read, doing her holiday homework (year-end holiday homework setters are &lt;i&gt;sadists&lt;/i&gt;), going online, camwhoring at home in singlets and shorts, SMSing, talking on the phone, attempting to do housework, styling my hair weirdly, trying to contact CCA teachers to see if there's a need to come to school, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do this week? I can hardly recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday 10th November @ Compass Point - Shopping with Ahgong Dessie the Auntie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blardy hell lah. The fucking traffic light at the junction near my house was plain irritating. Waited for almost 3 minutes!!!!! It made me miss the 159 bus! Goshhhhhhhhhhhh I had to wait for around 10mins for another one and the bus moved so slowwwwwwwww. So I was late. Ooooops paiseh arh Ahgong, who was waiting at the area outside the Sengkang bus interchange, on the floor, eating Maltese chocs! Wahahahaha! =___________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala lunch at KFC. As usual it wasn't me who carried the tray. Hehehehe, I just don't have the tray-carrying gene in me. I'm darn clumsy. And he ate so fast lurh! Gaaaaaaaah made my gobble down my food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah, it was Desmond's shopping spree. Hohohohohohohohoho! And he's damn fickle lah! Buay tahan lurh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala he wanted to get his brother and sister birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got a Pooh Bear from Minitoons for his sis. Wahahaha! And you won't believe how long he took to decide on it. 哎哟，又不是娶老婆！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he enthusiastically went to Kiddy Palace to look at the soft toys there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how many times we went to Minitoons and Kiddy Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He played with the musical Barneys at Kiddy Palace!!!!! Wahahaha! Damn funny lah! He kept pressing on the Barneys' hearts to activate the music thingy whenever he walked pass them! I should have video-ed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he can't tell the difference between Kim Jeong Hoon and Joo Ji Hoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we saw Yueli, Genevieve and Bell, who was so busy playing with bubbles that she didn't hear me call out her name at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala then errrrrrrrr we also went to Metro to browse =_______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly he said he needed a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shirt. Yeah so he went shopping for his polo-tees at Giordano, after browsing Bossini and Hangten. Ptttf! He takes damn long to try on a shirt. Or was it just me? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala. Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and he owes me forty bucks =D whoever is reading this shall be my witness =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday 9th November @ Singapore Poly - Tang Family outing, my foot!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKED LIKE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I met Lingying outside school, took a bus to Hougang Mall, when YongXing called and informed us the change us the meeting venue time and place. GOSH IT WAS CHANGED FROM HOUGANG TO DOVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah we ate lunch at KFC. Gawwwwwwwd was so full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohohohoho took the train. It turned out that we took the same train as Yongxing, Vincent and Zuyao. Gawwwwwwwwd. Seeing one of them made me sian. I so wanted badly to ALAF with Vincent Papa and Yongxing Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yongxing: "We saw you guys, but just didn't want to say 'hi'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bloody fuck. Oh and Adrian, Liyana and Sabrina also came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that Gene was supposed to go too, but YX wasn't updated about her new handphone number. So, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. It was the StoryFest! YiLing's work was chosen as one of the final ones. Wah bloody fuck lah. She didn't even come. Oh well I bet she wasn't even informed! So we were supposed to be the cheerleaders for YiLing for the prize-giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were welcomed by the ahem hot dancers. Goshhhhhhhhh, I'd rather rewatch Project Superstar auditions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshments! Wahahaha LY and I were full, so we only drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons~! LY got a dog, YX got a crocodile which was shaped like a dog while Adrian, ZYao and Vincent got swords..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was face-painting and fortune-telling too! Wahahaahaha darn lame lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't stand the stifling heat. Gawwwwwwd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALLALALALAL THEN TO THE LECTURE THEATRE, WHERE THE PRIZE-GIVING TOOK PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, there were the drama acts by the finalists of the script-writing competition, the TVCs and the perfomances by the Singapore Poly students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I bet LY couldn't forget the audience activity!!!! She got sabotaged for the tongue twister! Wahaha but she refused to open her mouth =] YX also got sabo-ed, but the facilitator didn't see him =[ Awwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha~! LY had to collect the prize on YLing's behalf! I giggled while Adrian and Yongxing laughed when LY went down the stairs to the front of the theatre. Ok we laughed througout the whole thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhhhhh WTF LY got prank-called, while I got a few anonymous calls =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grrrrrrrrr. Went back to Hougang for dinner. Ta-baoed McDonalds. Gosh lah one guy working there suddenly called out LY's name. His name tag was "WeiZhong". And damn fuck lah he was soooooooo annoying! What's up with talking in that cheeky way? Damn irritating lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LY doesn't even know him lurh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaaaaah! Quickly gobbled down our food at the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this weird pilot on the bus staring at me and LY when we were talking. Our voices weren't even loud lurh! Kua simi kua? Hmm maybe he's LY's friend too? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. Got off at the bus-stop opposite Xinmin, then walked to the 72 bus-stop. Gawwwwwd I kept dozing off on bus 72...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, reached home in one piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then broke down in the bedroom, while listening to JJ Lin's Hui You Na Me Yi Tian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday 7th November @ East Coast Park!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there despite having a fever that started on Monday but wouldn't go after even after the paracetamol. I was unusually high. Could it have been the Panadol? Pttf. Reminds me of the time the office staff refused to give Peiqi Panadol, claiming that students had complained of 'getting high' and 'a floating sensation' after consuming it. &lt;b&gt;Does Panadol even make people &lt;i&gt;high&lt;/i&gt;?!?!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides that, it was a really bad hair day!!!!! The shorter layers in my hair were soooooooooo defiant and rebellious that my ponytail looked weird. Hmmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bloody friggin cab to Xinmin, the meeting place, only to find that I was the only early one =________=  Took a walk around Hougang Ave 8. Hohohohoho. Then people started coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the two Hougang girls and two Yio Chu Kang durians very &lt;i&gt;dua&lt;/i&gt; hor, &lt;b&gt;COME SO LATE&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obligatory paparazzi shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000253.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000254.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000254.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000255.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrrrrm. the spastics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we took bus 55. My, what a long ride it was. The guys were throwing the school's face, man. And I kept saying, "&lt;i&gt;Aiyo, don't throw Anderson's face lah! 不要丢Anderson的脸!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000258.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played around at the beach. I almost fell into the water. !@#$%^&amp;amp;* What a klutz I am! Gawwwwwd &lt;b&gt;HOT HOT HOT&lt;/b&gt;!!! (The weather, not the guys who went along.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000259.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I didn't feel like rollerblading &lt;s&gt;with the noobs&lt;/s&gt;, so I helped Cheryl and Xinyi to learn the basics. Wooooo Xinyi is damn 永不言败, never say die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I errrrrr acted like a fool there. Hehe. It must have been the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/S5000260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/S5000260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sloth, monkey, koala and dinoasaur. Our very own moving zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;WAHAHAHAH DEBBIE, STILL REMEMBER NOT?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hmmph somebody say my hairstyle isn't nice at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116325259316067529?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116325259316067529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116325259316067529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116325259316067529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116325259316067529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/screw-yourself-upside-down-lah-you-oh.html' title='screw yourself upside down lah, you oh-so-elite humji kia!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116310034188718290</id><published>2006-11-10T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T03:25:42.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok so maybe it's time to admit defeat</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't have concealed my emotions. I didn't show my true feelings because of my pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even destroy friendships after painstakingly maintaining them with loads of effort, no matter how lame the cause of conflict is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up turning to the people I have never expected to be friends with. And wow they're my confidantes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep contradicting myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I've lost my trust in the human race. I've been hurt too many times that sometimes I don't know if I should just open up to them. Hey I should start talking to animals, which could turn me less superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny what people resort to when they get desperate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116310034188718290?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116310034188718290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116310034188718290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116310034188718290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116310034188718290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-so-maybe-its-time-to-admit-defeat.html' title='ok so maybe it&apos;s time to admit defeat'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116304499844517360</id><published>2006-11-09T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:05:00.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAAAAAH OFF TO A TANG FAMILY OUTING</title><content type='html'>Don't bother SMS-ing me. Just call me and say whatever you want, be it be a East Coast Park, Pasir Ris Park, ice-skating, KFC, BurgerKing, VivoCity, J8 or National Library date/outing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116304499844517360?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116304499844517360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116304499844517360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116304499844517360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116304499844517360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/raaaaah-off-to-tang-family-outing.html' title='RAAAAAH OFF TO A TANG FAMILY OUTING'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116304380463166630</id><published>2006-11-09T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:43:24.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a conversation with bimboette</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bimboette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;EHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SINCE WHEN AM I SLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;zzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dunno lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;say say only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nvr theenk ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;yah lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;use ur bimbo ahma brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;my brain is an insult to my real biological ahma harh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;my bimbo brain is an insult to all the ahmas in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and my ahma brain is an insult to all the bimbos in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;wtf am i saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THE ONLY SENSIBLE THING YOU SAID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OMGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hmph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116304380463166630?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116304380463166630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116304380463166630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116304380463166630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116304380463166630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/conversation-with-bimboette.html' title='a conversation with bimboette'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116281836635254340</id><published>2006-11-06T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:06:06.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!#@%^%&amp;^*&amp;)^%$&amp;^%#^&amp;^(&amp;(*)^#$</title><content type='html'>Supermodel, I hope you fell off the bike today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you'll fall again tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh wth how am I gonna bring my handphone and wallet to ECP tomorrow? WTFBBQ then what about my akimomo and tissue paper?  Bring a bag there is so diaox-ilicious. And I don't wanna wear sport shoes there just to rollerblade lah so dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzz Madelene, you'd better learn how to cycle with me tomorrow  =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116281836635254340?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116281836635254340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116281836635254340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116281836635254340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116281836635254340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='!#@%^%&amp;^*&amp;)^%$&amp;^%#^&amp;^(&amp;(*)^#$'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116273646986566778</id><published>2006-11-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:21:09.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop drooling lah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/shin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/shin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/shin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/shin2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/shin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/shin3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/shin4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/400/shin4.jpg" alt="" 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/8799681-116273646986566778?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116273646986566778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116273646986566778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116273646986566778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116273646986566778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/stop-drooling-lah.html' title='stop drooling lah!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116272881358820815</id><published>2006-11-05T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:13:54.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the flyer-giving market must be saturated</title><content type='html'>So yeah I went to Thomson Plaza with Mama and Didi yesterday. My favourite place there has got to be Best Denki! Lol. I miss the old Thomson Plaza! The one with the arcade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this bespectacled guy wearing a white shirt giving out flyers to promote contact lens. Pttf! Wearing white thick-framed spectacles and promoting contact lens?! Ok let's call him WSG, short for White Shirt/Specs Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking towards the escalator, with Mama in front and DiDi behind. WSG was doing his job, and uhh Mama dao-ed him. So did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WSG didn't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ehh, ehh, EIII!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were about to step onto the escalator, and WSG was still clinging onto us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL LAH HE WAS SOOOOOOOOOOO PERSISTENT THAT I SWORE HE ALMOST GOT ONTO THE ESCALATOR WITH US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but it didn't stop there! Coz it just so happened that we ended up walking the same way againnnnnnnn! (Gosh Thomson Plaza is such a family-oriented place that it sucks!) And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WSG&lt;/span&gt; was there again and he said, "Wait wait WAIT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up the escalator again. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then we were already so pekchek. Gawd my brother and I kept calling him 'stalker'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nice tea break at Hans, we went down the escalator. GUESS WHO WE SAW? WTF &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WSG&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I changed the direction I was gonna walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7528/614/1600/WSG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama's route is the red one, mine is pink while Didi's is blue. The green circle is WSG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe he already saw us when we were on the way down the escalator. LOL!!!! And he still wanted to give us the flyers when we already rejected it the earlier two times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTTF! A despo hiong stalker-esque teenager!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, here's 10 minutes of Joo Ji Hoon (Shin Goon) sashaying down the runway! *drool!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qjEuE8xtGGw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qjEuE8xtGGw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116272881358820815?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116272881358820815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116272881358820815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116272881358820815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116272881358820815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/flyer-giving-market-must-be-saturated.html' title='the flyer-giving market must be saturated'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116257962325772233</id><published>2006-11-04T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:47:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night makes people do strange things</title><content type='html'>Do you know who is Romeo's first love?&lt;br /&gt;It was not Juliet...&lt;br /&gt;He was suffering in pain, for a girl named Rosaline.&lt;br /&gt;His melancholy had its roots in his unrequited love.&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, at a party in attempt to meet up with Rosaline, he met Juliet. It was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;Rosaline is then forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;People only know Romeo and Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, they don't know who Rosaline was.&lt;br /&gt;She's just a first love that passed by and was cast away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Romeo&lt;/span&gt;, why is your love so insignificant? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How is it that you change so easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116257962325772233?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116257962325772233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116257962325772233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116257962325772233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116257962325772233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/night-makes-people-do-strange-things.html' title='The night makes people do strange things'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116257703955985340</id><published>2006-11-04T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:14:38.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok erm very old lame alaf videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="225" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZhcZp6kmig"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZhcZp6kmig" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="225" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ anqi's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fOFImODrNkw"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fOFImODrNkw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="225" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrr MY BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ylyPfpyUkZU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ylyPfpyUkZU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="225" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaf-ing during SYF Opening @ National Stadium! That's like 1st July =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing about me and the handphone camera is that my hand keeps shaking due to the light weight of the phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116257703955985340?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116257703955985340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116257703955985340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116257703955985340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116257703955985340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-erm-very-old-lame-alaf-videos.html' title='ok erm very old lame alaf videos'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116255616516712274</id><published>2006-11-03T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:16:05.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And if you don't know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I DO &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; HAVE A CHINESE NAME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name the teachers call me isn't my official chinese name! It's the kanji of my Japanese name! Duh! That name isn't registered. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even Chinese in the first place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116255616516712274?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116255616516712274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116255616516712274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116255616516712274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116255616516712274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-if-you-dont-know.html' title='And if you don&apos;t know...'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116255564106000779</id><published>2006-11-03T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:07:21.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTFBBQ i am not a bimbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;Excuses&lt;/s&gt; Reasons why NOT to go to East Coast Park next Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I need to bring my wallet, handphone, camera and tissue paper but my boardshorts doesn't have enough pockets.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't feel like wearing my cargo pants.&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't want to carry a bag.&lt;br /&gt;4. Furthermore my sling bags are HUGE and I hate waist-pouches&lt;br /&gt;5. My knees aren't ok and I can't really rollerblade properly.&lt;br /&gt;6. I think I am the only girl who can't cycle WTH.&lt;br /&gt;7. Nobody wants to teach me how cycle.&lt;br /&gt;8. I don't really feel like getting any tanner.&lt;br /&gt;9. The people who are going don't really, erm..... interest me?&lt;br /&gt;10. The people who should go aren't going.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My new hairstyle makes it difficult for me to tie a decent ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;12. I don't feel like tying my hair.&lt;br /&gt;13. Hence I have to style my hair&lt;br /&gt;14. But hairwax and hairspray being combined with sweat, under the hot son, really disgusts me&lt;br /&gt;15. Zzzzzzzzzzz the planners are so slack. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;16. And I dunno wtf are we supposed to do there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116255564106000779?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116255564106000779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116255564106000779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116255564106000779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116255564106000779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/wtfbbq-i-am-not-bimbo.html' title='WTFBBQ i am not a bimbo'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116236651048840299</id><published>2006-11-01T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:37:04.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why WHY WHYYYYYYYYYY??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY IS IT THAT I HAPPEN TO CONSUME &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;STRAWBERRY MILK TEA&lt;/span&gt; WHEN MY PERIOD STARTS??!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, is it possible to die of cramps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be and evil plot of my brother's, coz he bought it for me! And the drink was so sour!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116236651048840299?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116236651048840299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116236651048840299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116236651048840299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116236651048840299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-why-whyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='why WHY WHYYYYYYYYYY??!!'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116230735091495253</id><published>2006-10-31T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:17:24.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my patience has it limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What?? Stop saying that what I did was wrong and that I'm 'so bad'!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU SEE CHEWING GUM ON YOUR SHOE, YOU GO AHEAD AND WALK AROUND WITH IT STUCK ON YOUR SHOE MEH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you try all means to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;completely eliminate&lt;/span&gt; all traces of it off your shoe right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya so what if it's free? You expect me to tear it off my shoe and start chewing it meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I am impatient when it comes to certain people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Think Clingwrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't expect me to go on smiling with a manical glee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I believe in not making enemies in life, but when I get so irritated annoyed and frustrated that it affects my life, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES I WILL DEFINITELY BLOW UP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if my beloved and dearies get affected too, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naturally&lt;/span&gt; I would get angry too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clingwrap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;stop deluding yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Face the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You jolly well know what is going on! Reality is harsh BUT WHAT THE FUCK TOO BAD! THAT'S LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I've had enough of forcing myself to reply you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, like you, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;resort to talking to my male friends when my own girlfriends have turn their backs against me. Yes I agree they do make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty good&lt;/span&gt; listeners and counsellors. But to say that they are trying to hit on you and initiating the whole 'buddy buddy relationship' is totally another thing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;It takes two hands to clap, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop crying" is a common phrase guys say when they see girls stop crying. So stop saying that those words and the mere hugs instantly made you feel better. Hey even you fabricated part of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-i-cried-and-the-guys-saved-me&lt;/span&gt; story. Remember what one of the guys, involved, said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I didn't say 'stop crying'. I only hugged you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you weren't the only one he hugged. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the other guy? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You wouldn't want to know what he says behind your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop whining that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're&lt;/span&gt; neglecting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Did you even sense our care and concern last time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;NO. &lt;/span&gt;You only cherished the 'love' and attention from your &lt;i&gt;gor&lt;/i&gt;s and other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT ARE WE? SHIT YOU CAN STEP ON ARH?&lt;/span&gt; Why bother acting as if you care about us? Go be concerned over the other people lah! AREN'T THEY MORE IMPORTANT? Yeah you can afford to anger you own clique but not the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now you are complaining that we don't care about you. Pttf! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE GOT SO TIRED OF YOU REJECTING OUR CARE THAT WE DON'T BOTHER ABOUT YOU ANYMORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;OUR PATIENCE HAS IT LIMITS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY I DOUBT YOUR INTELLECT! DO YOU REALISE YOU HAVE THE MENTALITY OF A PRIMARY SCHOOL KID? IT'S NOT THAT WE DON'T WANT TO PUT EFFORT INTO MENDING THE FRIENDSHIP, BUT BECAUSE THE BOND IS NO LONGER THERE! THE FRIENDSHIP IS BEYOND REPAIR, LADY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad that you've finally found friends. It seems to me that you guys are getting along so well. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So stop complaining that you're being neglected when you didn't even realise the way how you treated us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be glad that I typed so little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8799681-116230735091495253?l=uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116230735091495253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8799681&amp;postID=116230735091495253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116230735091495253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8799681/posts/default/116230735091495253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uberkrystalicious.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-patience-has-it-limits.html' title='my patience has it limits'/><author><name>Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799681.post-116222083388522384</id><published>2006-10-31T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:11:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why.am.i.listening.to.GUANG.LIANG.?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;真想和你聊一聊天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;很想看看你温柔的容颜 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;多想听你说自己并没有变 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想看我们从前的照片&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;多想和你再接近一点 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;你现在的心是靠在谁的身边 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;是你变了吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我的影子笑我的人好傻 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;是你变了吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我已经跟不上你的步伐 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;是你变了吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;对你的感觉应该停止吧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;已经不明白你的想法已经不再看见你眼中的牵挂 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;真想和你聊一聊天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;很想看看你温柔的容颜 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;努力说服自己你没有变 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想看我们从前的照片&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;多想和你再接近一点 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