<?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-8051132290697811684</id><updated>2012-01-04T10:14:27.612+08:00</updated><category term='choices'/><title type='text'>of yellow jellyfish and crayons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1250607942827424602</id><published>2012-01-04T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T10:14:27.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one who&amp;apos;s constantly waiting</title><content type='html'>It has been months since he has spent quality time with me. And when finally we have this weeee bit of free time, I was dragged along to accompany his friends, watched the shows he promised to watch with me alone at night, left stranded at home for days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous of the couples out there, dating and all. N my boyfriend, busy with app, busy with sleeping, busy with  alcohol, busy with clubs, BUSY WITH EVERYONE BUT ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And great! There is no more next weeee bit of free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have financial aid forms, michigan's supplement, and SAT examinations in January. Then I'll start working in February, a full time job. What's best? He's leaving for u.s in mid jan and coming back in early feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shits like this has been happening since we got together. First trials, then finals, then he'd got some work, then internships, then SATs, then applications, NOW THIS. and my mum always questions me where he is and why I rarely go dating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for being in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be the one who waits anymore. I have enough. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1250607942827424602?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1250607942827424602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-who-constantly-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1250607942827424602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1250607942827424602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-who-constantly-waiting.html' title='The one who&amp;amp;apos;s constantly waiting'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3726154520252990458</id><published>2012-01-01T07:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T07:57:54.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking down</title><content type='html'>I can't break down now.. If I did.. He would too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3726154520252990458?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3726154520252990458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2012/01/breaking-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3726154520252990458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3726154520252990458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2012/01/breaking-down.html' title='Breaking down'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6540161354777031392</id><published>2011-12-25T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:43:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Xmas w laptop</title><content type='html'>Sorry for MIA-ing for such a long long time. Was really busy with applications lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would be super free from January onwards, but I'll have to retake my SAT D: and this time in Switzerland WTF?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 more days to finish up my applications before flying to Thailand ): but I haven't even done my common app essay ): nt to mention my supplement essays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY! Opened your presents yet? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd be able to celebrate it with him next year.. No matter where we go.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOMAS SABO 8) didn't know I'd get it this year heheheh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j8mq9YYtj7o/TvaqBEaZSdI/AAAAAAAAEtA/pLsXng_xc08/s640/blogger-image--259387514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j8mq9YYtj7o/TvaqBEaZSdI/AAAAAAAAEtA/pLsXng_xc08/s640/blogger-image--259387514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6540161354777031392?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6540161354777031392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/12/celebrating-xmas-w-laptop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6540161354777031392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6540161354777031392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/12/celebrating-xmas-w-laptop.html' title='Celebrating Xmas w laptop'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j8mq9YYtj7o/TvaqBEaZSdI/AAAAAAAAEtA/pLsXng_xc08/s72-c/blogger-image--259387514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-857217004590782960</id><published>2011-12-04T09:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:46:30.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejection</title><content type='html'>I feel so horrible about myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw cy, congratulations on the interview (: knew you would get it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-857217004590782960?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/857217004590782960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/12/rejection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/857217004590782960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/857217004590782960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/12/rejection.html' title='Rejection'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3143126760701877470</id><published>2011-11-25T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T00:31:02.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort</title><content type='html'>The more torn it is, the more precious it is, especially pajamas. New pajamas can never compete w the old ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like people. The longer you know a person, the more comfortable you are around them. I guess it's just me, being 念旧. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XrGnwRkmc60/Ts5xRDfb_7I/AAAAAAAAEs0/kkXUSZUHx0U/s640/blogger-image-417694225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XrGnwRkmc60/Ts5xRDfb_7I/AAAAAAAAEs0/kkXUSZUHx0U/s640/blogger-image-417694225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3143126760701877470?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3143126760701877470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3143126760701877470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3143126760701877470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/comfort.html' title='Comfort'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XrGnwRkmc60/Ts5xRDfb_7I/AAAAAAAAEs0/kkXUSZUHx0U/s72-c/blogger-image-417694225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-268384786446673902</id><published>2011-11-20T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:07:02.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventeen</title><content type='html'>We're on magazine!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-R9aDUt25weE/TsjtZPufo1I/AAAAAAAAEss/gLnHnUCZZho/s640/blogger-image--1155367708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-R9aDUt25weE/TsjtZPufo1I/AAAAAAAAEss/gLnHnUCZZho/s640/blogger-image--1155367708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-268384786446673902?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/268384786446673902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/were-on-magazine-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/268384786446673902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/268384786446673902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/were-on-magazine-d.html' title='Seventeen'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-R9aDUt25weE/TsjtZPufo1I/AAAAAAAAEss/gLnHnUCZZho/s72-c/blogger-image--1155367708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-9085205090294087595</id><published>2011-11-17T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:19:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la-gypsies.blogspot.com/</title><content type='html'>My blogshop! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://la-gypsies.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://la-gypsies.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UC9_n-9aGY/TsUJkpupdAI/AAAAAAAAEsg/cL5aL6falFU/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UC9_n-9aGY/TsUJkpupdAI/AAAAAAAAEsg/cL5aL6falFU/s400/IMG_1315.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help me spread the words! :D Or even better, be my customer. 8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will annoy all of you everyday about my blogshop heheh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-9085205090294087595?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9085205090294087595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-gypsiesblogspotcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/9085205090294087595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/9085205090294087595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-gypsiesblogspotcom.html' title='la-gypsies.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UC9_n-9aGY/TsUJkpupdAI/AAAAAAAAEsg/cL5aL6falFU/s72-c/IMG_1315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6254035353703212512</id><published>2011-11-04T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T13:07:38.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbroken</title><content type='html'>I hate myself to the max. I accidentally deleted the all the msgs between us ): wanted to delete my sister's msg, but my dad's msg came in, and iPhone detected the delete button beside your name n deleted the whole file. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, we shall create new ones and the old ones will always stay in our hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6254035353703212512?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6254035353703212512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/heartbroken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6254035353703212512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6254035353703212512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/heartbroken.html' title='Heartbroken'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8179502251304316229</id><published>2011-11-04T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:22:18.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAT</title><content type='html'>Relaxing before dooms day at universal studio :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. Come soon ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5HsG9M1xIlo/TrNodrp6SaI/AAAAAAAAEsM/cgahs2PqM84/s640/blogger-image-946631448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5HsG9M1xIlo/TrNodrp6SaI/AAAAAAAAEsM/cgahs2PqM84/s640/blogger-image-946631448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N-aoSYp5vGs/TrNoeIG70DI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/klozp8P1LkU/s640/blogger-image--160095179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N-aoSYp5vGs/TrNoeIG70DI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/klozp8P1LkU/s640/blogger-image--160095179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8179502251304316229?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8179502251304316229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/sat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8179502251304316229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8179502251304316229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/11/sat.html' title='SAT'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5HsG9M1xIlo/TrNodrp6SaI/AAAAAAAAEsM/cgahs2PqM84/s72-c/blogger-image-946631448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3256901056239688959</id><published>2011-10-27T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:21:34.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another argument</title><content type='html'>Seriously. Men want their girls to look flawless, and they refrain them from doing for plastic surgery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLASTIC SURGERY IS NOT FOR FAKE PEOPLE. It helps people who think that appearance is the central of life to feel more confident about themselves. What a stereotype you are if you think whoever goes for plastic surgery have fake personality. YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS TO JUDGE THEM THAT WAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is ugly, you don't even bother knowing her more and you jump to a conclusion that she has horrible personality. When a guy is not, you choose to know more about her personally then only you make a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or worse as long as she has big boobs and innocent face, "Omg she's such an angel!". Now who's the swallow ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All men are shallow and you can't bloody deny that fact. If they werent I'd gladly tell you that all beauty salons are going to face bankruptcy. Why do we always want to look good? BECAUSE YOU MEN ARE FREAKING SHALLOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If men worth nothing at all, all women in this Earth would be fat and ugly, not caring a single thing about appearance, no broken hearts, no disappointments, and we wouldnt need love to compensate for the last love that broke us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, even 15 minutes of car journey led to an argument, a stupid one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3256901056239688959?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3256901056239688959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-argument.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3256901056239688959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3256901056239688959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-argument.html' title='Another argument'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6653024215598444756</id><published>2011-10-24T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:13:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>Ever think of the alternate possibilities in life if you never had a boyfriend? Well, after the big question, I do. In a relationship, I'm usually committed enough to take him as my life partner, maintaining the relationship with the ultimate goal "marriage" in my heart. But now I'm reconsidering, should I continue to do so?There is not much point after all if I'm the only one who thinks that way. I might scare him off, putting pressure on the both of us, and eventually, on the relationship itself. When I proposed the idea of going with the flow and let things work themselves out - if things go well, it works out; if it doesn't, too bad - I hurt the both of us. We felt less pressured, but everything changed, the strong feeling I used to feel for him faded when he agreed to it. I stopped taking him as a life partner, but also I slowly found no reason in trying so hard to maintain the relationship. It felt s weird inside my heart, like something was ripped off, something was missing, it felt like I lost something irreplaceable. Of course there is no way that I'd know how he felt. At that moment, I felt like promises and honesty weren't as important as before. I was letting things go on it's own.In the end, he proposed to stay the way we were before, fighting to get into the same school, without having much thoughts about afterwards. I acceded to his proposal and well, let's see how things would turn out next year April. Remember my proposal of letting things happen naturally? He proposed that beforehand and I cried for being such a lonely crap in my journey. And when he finally thought the same as me, I freaked out and started to be unsure of commitment, and proposed such idea lol. I'm such a bitch :P I miss the way we were...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6653024215598444756?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6653024215598444756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/commitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6653024215598444756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6653024215598444756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8371434581510925312</id><published>2011-10-21T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T00:44:50.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure</title><content type='html'>Mum was cleaning her room just now and found me an old sling bag lol. It looks kinda vintage and I like it. I think it's older than me lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only flaw I found is that the buckle and all are not in gold, but silver. ): oh well at least it looks vintage! can't be picky when you have money (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-65Sp6i2LQ98/TqBM8AWSJvI/AAAAAAAAErc/uP_Acj6qhQI/s640/blogger-image--448611097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-65Sp6i2LQ98/TqBM8AWSJvI/AAAAAAAAErc/uP_Acj6qhQI/s640/blogger-image--448611097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's squarish!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-frcZVR7D7Ig/TqBN-ixqbTI/AAAAAAAAErs/uOp2cNHvKmQ/s640/blogger-image--591101548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-frcZVR7D7Ig/TqBN-ixqbTI/AAAAAAAAErs/uOp2cNHvKmQ/s640/blogger-image--591101548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;The buckle ):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5YnxAB3cY6g/TqBN_EZcm2I/AAAAAAAAEr0/HmeSXuRvnR4/s640/blogger-image-526399212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5YnxAB3cY6g/TqBN_EZcm2I/AAAAAAAAEr0/HmeSXuRvnR4/s640/blogger-image-526399212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why silver D':&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F4XIeLT-Vp4/TqBN_fZdWUI/AAAAAAAAEr8/WS5OFwghfDg/s640/blogger-image-2127634097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F4XIeLT-Vp4/TqBN_fZdWUI/AAAAAAAAEr8/WS5OFwghfDg/s640/blogger-image-2127634097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;overall (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hopefully no one observes the details lo when I bring it out. Oh well, another treasure in my house heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8371434581510925312?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8371434581510925312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/treasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8371434581510925312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8371434581510925312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/treasure.html' title='Treasure'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-65Sp6i2LQ98/TqBM8AWSJvI/AAAAAAAAErc/uP_Acj6qhQI/s72-c/blogger-image--448611097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4963010984983637814</id><published>2011-10-18T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:34:07.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubts</title><content type='html'>"How far do you think our relationship would go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes me wonder if true love actually exists. Perhaps, there is no such thing called life partner. People change, feelings change, nothing is ever going to stay the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only 2 ways out in a relationship, get married, or break up eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does love last forever? Really, will it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4963010984983637814?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4963010984983637814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/doubts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4963010984983637814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4963010984983637814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/doubts.html' title='Doubts'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5958716268929774870</id><published>2011-10-13T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T16:40:28.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unqualified</title><content type='html'>Yes. I applied 5 schools last year and all I got was Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I didn't receive any offer like ucla or ucl like you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My essay writing skills suck. I needed to rewrite my personal statement so many times, unlike you who passed the 1st time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am not eligible for good schools at all. My parents can hardly afford my studies in the states. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. All I have are my results. I don't have so called leadership quality in me, I don't have so called talent in me. I don't have so called money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't take a gap year at all. What was I even thinking? I'll just finish up the tests I signed up for and enter some local university for life's sake. I'll just, stay here and do what my parents want me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were right. Thanks for making it so clear for me. I found my path. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5958716268929774870?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5958716268929774870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/unqualified.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5958716268929774870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5958716268929774870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/unqualified.html' title='Unqualified'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1717749079790636333</id><published>2011-10-08T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T17:06:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair?</title><content type='html'>Parents, they always claim to be fair. CLAIM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she's your favourite child. But at least, don't make it so freakingly obvious in front of me. And you ask me why I rarely stay at home. Ask yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I achieved so much in exams, what do I eff-ing get from you? And when she passes, woah she gets to have everything in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you question why I wanna get outta here so desperately. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1717749079790636333?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1717749079790636333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1717749079790636333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1717749079790636333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/fair.html' title='Fair?'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6808136311262678270</id><published>2011-10-08T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T15:32:38.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>At forever 21 looking at girls trying on prom dresses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom, it sounds so distant to me now ): bitches, I miss rushing to a store to find the perfect dress with you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AMifzdnu9is/To_8Ul3096I/AAAAAAAAErQ/9tbUkm1nk3I/s640/blogger-image-400427285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AMifzdnu9is/To_8Ul3096I/AAAAAAAAErQ/9tbUkm1nk3I/s640/blogger-image-400427285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JwCUFm1G5Nw/To_8d682J6I/AAAAAAAAErU/LmFCO28-LqY/s640/blogger-image--749442111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JwCUFm1G5Nw/To_8d682J6I/AAAAAAAAErU/LmFCO28-LqY/s640/blogger-image--749442111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zZhSkLIT7ik/To_8kX9dteI/AAAAAAAAErY/jCXxS2AiLcE/s640/blogger-image--667514398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zZhSkLIT7ik/To_8kX9dteI/AAAAAAAAErY/jCXxS2AiLcE/s640/blogger-image--667514398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6808136311262678270?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6808136311262678270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6808136311262678270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6808136311262678270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AMifzdnu9is/To_8Ul3096I/AAAAAAAAErQ/9tbUkm1nk3I/s72-c/blogger-image-400427285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-2017530150708747860</id><published>2011-10-04T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T11:04:59.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little pieces</title><content type='html'>I feel so left behind ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I start my university life, most people of my age will be in their 2nd year, some will be in their 3rd, even final year wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't know if my parents liked him. They show positive signs in front of me but secretly they complain to my sister for having a boyfriend at such a young age. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum woke me up this morning and yelled at me about her credit card bill, she blamed it on apple store wth? I changed the information and bla bla bla, then she called me again and said it was because the other stuffs she bought recently ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being busy and having to run errands everyday. I miss going on trips. I miss having fun with bitches. I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to study sat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0HGOg1X4wTc/Top32aCDT3I/AAAAAAAAErM/b5eQT_NN7xU/s640/blogger-image-915288175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0HGOg1X4wTc/Top32aCDT3I/AAAAAAAAErM/b5eQT_NN7xU/s640/blogger-image-915288175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-2017530150708747860?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2017530150708747860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-pieces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2017530150708747860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2017530150708747860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-pieces.html' title='Little pieces'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0HGOg1X4wTc/Top32aCDT3I/AAAAAAAAErM/b5eQT_NN7xU/s72-c/blogger-image-915288175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-2673679331426971578</id><published>2011-10-03T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:15:43.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkwardness</title><content type='html'>Dad was angry because I've been so busy lately that I don't have the time to eat at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never buys my reasons, though all of them were truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed. He always told me to work hard for my goal, my dreams. And now I'm doing all I can to get closer to my dreams. Can't he at least give me an encouragement and be supportive for once in my life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks, I miss college... I miss those crazy bitches ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-2673679331426971578?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2673679331426971578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/awkwardness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2673679331426971578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2673679331426971578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/awkwardness.html' title='Awkwardness'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8911708427691896724</id><published>2011-10-02T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:36:38.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C&amp;c finale</title><content type='html'>At least I got a free badge? And some cleanser, some nail polish and free lunch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel a bit ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being so supportive people! (: the cotinga and all! Really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FJYjjVhgn5k/TodBldRegkI/AAAAAAAAErI/-zdxgzQRg4o/s640/blogger-image-362294105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FJYjjVhgn5k/TodBldRegkI/AAAAAAAAErI/-zdxgzQRg4o/s640/blogger-image-362294105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8911708427691896724?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8911708427691896724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/c-finale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8911708427691896724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8911708427691896724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/10/c-finale.html' title='C&amp;amp;c finale'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FJYjjVhgn5k/TodBldRegkI/AAAAAAAAErI/-zdxgzQRg4o/s72-c/blogger-image-362294105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6831812643475744057</id><published>2011-09-29T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T17:06:11.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenged accepted</title><content type='html'>"fold this here, then fold this there, then flip over, insert your finger to pull the corner out, fold a zig-zag, ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF FROG ORIGAMI?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is a 6-year-old kid gonna do this? Even a 19-year-old has a problem with this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st frog origami after several attempts. Omg I hate this.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nu80xB27reA/ToRopahhvpI/AAAAAAAAErE/RTJYhJoM_yc/s640/blogger-image--675944303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nu80xB27reA/ToRopahhvpI/AAAAAAAAErE/RTJYhJoM_yc/s640/blogger-image--675944303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6831812643475744057?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6831812643475744057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/challenged-accepted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6831812643475744057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6831812643475744057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/challenged-accepted.html' title='Challenged accepted'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nu80xB27reA/ToRopahhvpI/AAAAAAAAErE/RTJYhJoM_yc/s72-c/blogger-image--675944303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5289036819551477699</id><published>2011-09-29T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T11:13:47.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of the 8th month</title><content type='html'>Been pretty busy these days. And now that suddenly I'm out of things to do, :/ scary. Feel so unproductive at home ): I miss going to college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 months seemed to pass so fast! Can't believe that we've gone through so much together in such a short time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st day of 8th month! ;) still going on strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugliest couples ever :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6SkPdhdEz88/ToPiZh-S4JI/AAAAAAAAErA/i4bNlA2sDiQ/s640/blogger-image-1360532594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6SkPdhdEz88/ToPiZh-S4JI/AAAAAAAAErA/i4bNlA2sDiQ/s640/blogger-image-1360532594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5289036819551477699?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5289036819551477699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/1st-day-of-8th-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5289036819551477699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5289036819551477699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/1st-day-of-8th-month.html' title='1st day of the 8th month'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6SkPdhdEz88/ToPiZh-S4JI/AAAAAAAAErA/i4bNlA2sDiQ/s72-c/blogger-image-1360532594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5214721501770004226</id><published>2011-09-25T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:09:49.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lavis vida</title><content type='html'>I need you now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5214721501770004226?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5214721501770004226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/lavis-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5214721501770004226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5214721501770004226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/lavis-vida.html' title='lavis vida'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-2840867796929535206</id><published>2011-09-21T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T01:57:44.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal statement</title><content type='html'>Best friend, supporter, pillow, clown, punching bag, napkin, tissue, ATM machine, free labour, maid, driver, and a lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ca2gJ8_jhXA/TnjT1yjtBjI/AAAAAAAAEq8/hN2nwQreyAY/s640/blogger-image--28952643.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ca2gJ8_jhXA/TnjT1yjtBjI/AAAAAAAAEq8/hN2nwQreyAY/s640/blogger-image--28952643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-2840867796929535206?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2840867796929535206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/personal-statement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2840867796929535206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2840867796929535206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/personal-statement.html' title='Personal statement'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ca2gJ8_jhXA/TnjT1yjtBjI/AAAAAAAAEq8/hN2nwQreyAY/s72-c/blogger-image--28952643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1848504760669156001</id><published>2011-09-18T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T14:37:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the worst</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since the two of us talked&lt;br /&gt;About a week since the day that you walked&lt;br /&gt;Knowing things would never be the same&lt;br /&gt;With your empty heart and mine full of pain&lt;br /&gt;So explain to me, how it came to this&lt;br /&gt;Take it back to the night we kissed&lt;br /&gt;It was Dublin City on a Friday night&lt;br /&gt;You were vodkas and coke, I was Guinness all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting with our backs against the world&lt;br /&gt;Saying things that we thought would never hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought it would end up like this?&lt;br /&gt;Where everything we talked about is gone&lt;br /&gt;And the only chance we have of moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is trying to take it back&lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the worst, before we mend&lt;br /&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to love again&lt;br /&gt;Before too late, before too long&lt;br /&gt;Let's try to take it back&lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time that we'd stay up all night&lt;br /&gt;Best friends talking till the daylight&lt;br /&gt;Took the joys alongside the pain&lt;br /&gt;With not much to loose, but so much to gain&lt;br /&gt;Are you hearing me? Cause I don't wanna miss,&lt;br /&gt;Set you a drift on memory bliss&lt;br /&gt;It was Grafton Street on a rainy night&lt;br /&gt;I was down on one knee and you were mine for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We we're thinking we would never be apart&lt;br /&gt;With your name tattooed across my heart&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought it would end up like this?&lt;br /&gt;Where everything we talked about is gone&lt;br /&gt;And the only chance we have of moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is trying to take it back&lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the worst, before we mend&lt;br /&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to love again&lt;br /&gt;Before too late, before too long&lt;br /&gt;Let's try to take it back&lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the clouds don't clear&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll rise above it, we'll rise above it&lt;br /&gt;Heavens gate is so near&lt;br /&gt;Come walk with me through&lt;br /&gt;Just like we used to, just like we used to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take it back&lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the worst, before we mend&lt;br /&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to love again&lt;br /&gt;Before too late, before too long&lt;br /&gt;Let's try to take it back&lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointments. Fear. Uncertainties. All these emotions are flooding in right now, I have no escape. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1848504760669156001?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1848504760669156001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/before-worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1848504760669156001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1848504760669156001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/before-worst.html' title='Before the worst'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3528640406365978663</id><published>2011-09-17T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T18:50:55.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miao</title><content type='html'>Since you're leaving tomorrow, I shall dedicate a post for you. Feel lucky. This shall be your one and only post on my blog. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UK is gonna be freezing cold. I'd really love to see a frozen cat with terrible grooming :P so update your life on Facebook or blog with your horrible photos to show us your terrible face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be nice to you this time. Appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss treating you like a pile of shit a lot. So get your ass back in Malaysia during winter. Let's go somewhere with sunshine and rainbow when you're back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember the crab&amp;cicak, cat&amp;mouse, bear&amp;egg, witch&amp;bighead living in the same neighborhood idea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you become some black cat after coming back from Brighton! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll be able to send you off tomorrow. :| I'm still stuck in Cameron highland and I'll only reach subang around 8pm or later. You la, bought the wrong flight. )&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul will be with you. 8) if I ever chose to go uk, I'd continue zha-ing you in uk till eternity bwahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care Miao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: you've been such a great pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3528640406365978663?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3528640406365978663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/miao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3528640406365978663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3528640406365978663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/miao.html' title='Miao'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3182087252240547062</id><published>2011-09-11T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T18:51:21.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never</title><content type='html'>My parents never supported any of the choices I made for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to do what they want me to. No more. It's my life and I'm going to make my own choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't they just support me and stop saying things that hurt me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3182087252240547062?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3182087252240547062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-11-2011-72324-pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3182087252240547062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3182087252240547062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-11-2011-72324-pm.html' title='Never'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7677817851486199947</id><published>2011-09-02T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T14:11:40.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choices'/><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>I just went missing again. Aiks.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Everyone is starting their university life this September, some the coming January. I have to admit, I envy them a lot. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But come to think of it, it isn't a bad choice taking a year off to rethink all my options and choices. My parents aren't against it either. So I guess it'll do me some good. Plus I know I'm not alone. (:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It keeps me wonder what if I never met him. I'd be doing twinning programme as my parents wish. I wouldn't even be bother taking the chance to get into my dream schools. I would just do anything that pleases my parents. And I'd end up complaining to myself that I didn't make enough effort to get what I want. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It feels like it was all destined. I'm rethinking about my life paths and choices. And I realized I really do not want to go for any twinning programme. I really want to chase after my far-fetched dreams. I might stumble along my way, fall a few times and get hurt. I might get demotivated in the journey, wanting to give up at times. But I know if I tried, I would have no regrets. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The future is so full of uncertainties. Thinking about it hurts. The fear of losing the person who is the dearest to you kills. Sometimes, when you're at the edge of happiness, you start to fear if God would take this all away. You'll start thinking if you deserve all these smiles. You'll start wondering what you'd do if someone takes all these away. And you end up at the corner, thinking of the unforeseen future. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Life is full of surprises. Most of the time you wonder if the choices you made are the best for you. You doubt yourself. But all the choices we made in the past define who we are now. Thinking about the "what if", the "should have", "shouldn't have", doesn't help you in any way. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh god I got so emo after reading the crab's blog. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But I admit, I do sometimes regret the choices I made in the past. All those choices led me to him, to who I am today. If I were given one more chance to change my past, I wouldn't change anything. If I did, I wouldnt have met him. And I certainly wouldn't be choosing what I chose. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Good luck people. :) to those who are leaving to uk, especially Miao n Mel. All the best in surviving the cold winter! I shall post some sunny day photos when you guys are gone to share some warmth with you. 8) Zanny, stop being an emo crab.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Cy, thanks. (: for everything. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7677817851486199947?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7677817851486199947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-2-2011-20847-pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7677817851486199947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7677817851486199947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-2-2011-20847-pm.html' title='choices'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-2789254652754835143</id><published>2011-08-22T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:38:17.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>Yada. I'm re-watching how I met your mother season 1 on star world. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm bored. :| &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have so much to do on my to-do list but I'm just sitting here slacking off. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I need a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-2789254652754835143?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2789254652754835143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2789254652754835143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2789254652754835143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6071087882971765585</id><published>2011-08-17T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T16:05:31.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>Can you not pass me the phone after you call someone? You call that fella, not me. If I have something to tell that fella, I would call him/her on my own.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Don't just bloody push and pass the phone to me and expect me to talk to that fella when I clearly have nothing to say and do not want to.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;)&lt; I am annoyed. Rawr! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My boyfriend ignored my msg ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6071087882971765585?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6071087882971765585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/08/annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6071087882971765585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6071087882971765585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/08/annoyed.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7890026820957543311</id><published>2011-08-16T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T10:39:04.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm coming back!</title><content type='html'>Hm. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh yes I'm pretty much alive. I finished my attachment in a law firm and now I'm working on GG projects. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And study SAT whenever I remember to. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A Levels has finally come to an end after the results was released last week. I am proud of myself and him. Knowing that I didn't prepare enough and screwing up some easy questions, I guess this isn't that bad. Though I really need an A* for my math in order to enter LSE.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;): oh well I guess God's telling me that I belong to the united states. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It kinda sucks when people at your age are busy preparing to go overseas this month or next, while you're stuck here reapplying all the universities, worse you might have to stay back and do a twinning program. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;:| &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I miss college. ): and I miss going to school. At least I had a purpose everyday, unlike now. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We had an argument the other day. Still, I said stuffs that I knew I'd regret and spitted venom on him. I over reacted and sorta let my temper go wild again. Still feel pretty bad about it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I miss the girls. ): &lt;br/&gt;Zanny's gone to Australia, seldom visits kl.&lt;br/&gt;Eva's leaving to uk soon.&lt;br/&gt;Melissa too. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ah dang I'm left behind. Should have really gone for the audition for Ms Malaysia. Not like I stand a chance with my height, but why not right? If I ever got in I'd have more things to do right now during my gap year.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hate this blogging app on my phone. I always fail to upload my photos.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Just a random note. I still love Miley cyrus's The Climb. Such an inspiring song.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;:D stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7890026820957543311?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7890026820957543311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-coming-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7890026820957543311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7890026820957543311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-coming-back.html' title='I&amp;#39;m coming back!'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-392431195804400401</id><published>2011-06-27T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T13:27:21.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>突然明白</title><content type='html'>不要对他太过依赖&lt;br/&gt;也不要有期望&lt;br/&gt;不然就会从蹈复辙&lt;br/&gt;伤害更大&lt;br/&gt;迷失自己&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;人，还是需要坚强地活下去&lt;br/&gt;独立自主，不需要依赖别人&lt;br/&gt;就算没有人爱你&lt;br/&gt;你也要学会更爱你自己&lt;br/&gt;更在乎自己更疼爱自己&lt;br/&gt;不要糟蹋自己&lt;br/&gt;如果自己也不珍惜自己&lt;br/&gt;没有人会珍惜你&lt;br/&gt;你只会变成一只可怜虫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-392431195804400401?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/392431195804400401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/392431195804400401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/392431195804400401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='突然明白'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5350105474793043176</id><published>2011-06-16T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:59:46.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something about love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://x0d.xanga.com/c97f90e467533274835832/b219073042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://x0d.xanga.com/c97f90e467533274835832/b219073042.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel super anti-social. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only ones I hang out with nowadays are only him and my sister. My bestie has her own boyfriend to mind, another bestie has his own girl to chase after, friends all busy with family and other friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:| I feel really pathetic. Like I have no friends at all. Aiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg that stench. rocky needs a bath. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5350105474793043176?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5350105474793043176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/something-about-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5350105474793043176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5350105474793043176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/something-about-love.html' title='something about love'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-2584395203951959874</id><published>2011-06-15T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T23:54:18.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sanity</title><content type='html'>The kind of butterflies you get when you browse through all his embarrassing photos and videos&lt;br /&gt;Looking at his embarrassing moments of life&lt;br /&gt;And you just feel like saying&lt;br /&gt;"Yea, that's my guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored at home that my mind is going insane! I need a new purpose in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-2584395203951959874?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2584395203951959874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/sanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2584395203951959874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/2584395203951959874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/sanity.html' title='sanity'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1986739578989842691</id><published>2011-06-14T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:29:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an official goodbye</title><content type='html'>Prom was great! I was worried that everything would turn out nasty but hey, it was better than the prom I had during my high school. At least this time I took photos. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the photos are on facebook by the way. It's gonna be really toublesome to post all of them up here. I don't have a very good internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zanny, Eva and I spent almost the entire day dressing up. Hair, make-ups, dress adjustment, everything done in around 5 hours. @@ My mum helped us a lot, A LOT. I haven't really thanked her properly yet. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HYWBK0uwKU/Tfdh6jQWUOI/AAAAAAAAEqU/Z7qcO4KnZOs/s1600/253834_10150319828888626_798763625_9688327_4917215_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HYWBK0uwKU/Tfdh6jQWUOI/AAAAAAAAEqU/Z7qcO4KnZOs/s400/253834_10150319828888626_798763625_9688327_4917215_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOT MEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, for once we all look so lengzai lenglui :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1986739578989842691?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1986739578989842691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/official-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1986739578989842691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1986739578989842691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/official-goodbye.html' title='an official goodbye'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HYWBK0uwKU/Tfdh6jQWUOI/AAAAAAAAEqU/Z7qcO4KnZOs/s72-c/253834_10150319828888626_798763625_9688327_4917215_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5387926139117580368</id><published>2011-06-09T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:22:11.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break down</title><content type='html'>It was a happy day. I bought my prom dress and shopped a little. Until I went home, my parents kept commenting and telling me how ugly that dress was and how I look like an indonesian. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You know what? Everything was ruined. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was excited about prom. And now, I dont even want to go. I'm gonna look ugly in any single dress that I like anyway. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And what sucks most? You had noone to talk to when you felt like shit.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thanks dad, thanks mum, you totally made my day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5387926139117580368?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5387926139117580368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/break-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5387926139117580368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5387926139117580368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/break-down.html' title='break down'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4594199414118050998</id><published>2011-06-06T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:03:55.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lack of confidence</title><content type='html'>It only takes one person to tell you that it all doesn't matter&lt;br/&gt;To affirm you that no one's perfect&lt;br/&gt;To catch you right before you fall deeper into the black hole of depression&lt;br/&gt;To hold you right in place&lt;br/&gt;To tell you that you're beautiful &lt;br/&gt;And mean it&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yes Mel, cheese :p&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4594199414118050998?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4594199414118050998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/lack-of-confidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4594199414118050998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4594199414118050998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/lack-of-confidence.html' title='the lack of confidence'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7213624606410053079</id><published>2011-06-04T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T11:21:03.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will do whatever it takes to keep us together</title><content type='html'>Oh my God can you freaking believe it?!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A2 is finally...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;OVER!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I am super super excited!! Prom, upcoming trips, waking up late, sleeping whenever I want to, movies, shopping, dating, hanging out, sleepover, so so so so much more!!! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At least I have a month before my internship begins. :| &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now I'm on my way to Thailand for a few days vacation. No internet D: hopefully they have wifi there. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7213624606410053079?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7213624606410053079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-will-do-whatever-it-takes-to-keep-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7213624606410053079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7213624606410053079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-will-do-whatever-it-takes-to-keep-us.html' title='I will do whatever it takes to keep us together'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7911080911820627847</id><published>2011-05-30T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:24:08.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late at night</title><content type='html'>ZOMFGWTF pimples!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ffffffuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying up late almost every night to study. never had the motivation to study in the afternoon. :| staying at home is not productive. i need to go college tomorrow. if this continues, i'll drown in pimple juice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7911080911820627847?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7911080911820627847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/late-at-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7911080911820627847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7911080911820627847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/late-at-night.html' title='late at night'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1257125288087170002</id><published>2011-05-29T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:13:06.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trust?</title><content type='html'>Ahh biology. :| wasted the past few days doing nothing. now I'm doing some past year papers, trying to make myself feel less guilty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God damn it, i wanna watch Pirates of the Caribbean. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's out with his friends. I guess i'd never know where he heads to and all. Bahh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to believe in myself a little bit more. I need to learn to trust. I need to, stop being an insecure bitch and start to have faith. And most of all, I need to finish up my past year papers before i step my foot into the exam hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stress is killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1257125288087170002?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1257125288087170002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1257125288087170002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1257125288087170002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/trust.html' title='trust?'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8166127431751383826</id><published>2011-05-25T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:13:48.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little confession</title><content type='html'>I am giving you all my heart and soul. Please love me back. I swear to God, I will live for you till the day you don't need me anymore. I have never been so humble in my 18 and half years of life before. So please accept my love and love me the way I love you. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If thou wilt not, i would rather die without thy love. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I will love you till the day you stop loving me, until the day we both decide to put this piece of memory to the past. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I will love you with all I have even when we only have a week left together.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh biology, feel my love!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8166127431751383826?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8166127431751383826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-confession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8166127431751383826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8166127431751383826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-confession.html' title='a little confession'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1800245793668272113</id><published>2011-05-21T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T18:52:58.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insecurity</title><content type='html'>It's the stress I guess, and I'm letting it affect my mood for every single thing, and now worse, questioning him and us. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Three more papers to go, any longer I might go crazy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I screwed up maths. At this rate, I'm not even sure if I'm eligible for a gap year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1800245793668272113?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1800245793668272113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/insecurity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1800245793668272113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1800245793668272113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/05/insecurity.html' title='insecurity'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7782069846990348564</id><published>2011-04-13T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:33:10.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because what matters is just you and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/13/633.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/13/s_633.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a new purse today from bonia. Mum gave me her old gucci purse. Didn't like it. :| since I have limited allowance and money, I opted for the cheaper and wiser choice. I kinda change my purse quite frequently XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told my mum about him today. I wonder where I gathered that much courage. Good. My dad's coming home soon and now I have to tell him also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I feel sick just thinking how to get those words out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How D: &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;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/13/638.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/13/s_638.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. This photo looks super emo eh. Heheheheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hurt someone so badly, you don't deserve the rights to be treated nicely. You know what you did was wrong and there's nothing you can do to make it right again. You made a choice, one that goes against morality. You don't deserve forgiveness, you cant even forgive yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that all my close friends are so understanding,&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that I was forgiven and still being treated as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that I was given a chance to mend this friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that he never regretted going through all these with me, &lt;br /&gt;Thankful that he's willing to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I'm truly blessed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/13/639.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/13/s_639.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so worried of what my dad would say later. ): I already know what he would say and all. Im thinking the right things to say so that i would sound less childish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god please help me through this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7782069846990348564?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7782069846990348564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-what-matters-is-just-you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7782069846990348564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7782069846990348564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-what-matters-is-just-you-and-me.html' title='Because what matters is just you and me'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3856112890008646065</id><published>2011-04-11T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:18:26.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>I feel so socially inert now ): waking up late, staying at home alone, watching random tv shows, lying on the couch texting him, I am so bored. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the weekends with my bitchy bestie. Had a stayover with her, shopped, yam cha late at night with our men, crashed his house on Sunday. Ahhh, I miss your company woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks, mel meow crab, bila nak pergi prom shopping ni? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/11/19.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/11/s_19.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3856112890008646065?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3856112890008646065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/04/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3856112890008646065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3856112890008646065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/04/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3063021307407360140</id><published>2011-03-30T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:32:15.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better than the movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hearttosoul.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tease &amp;amp; the Hoe&lt;/a&gt; gives me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3063021307407360140?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3063021307407360140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/better-than-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3063021307407360140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3063021307407360140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/better-than-movies.html' title='better than the movies'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-694529752016057844</id><published>2011-03-23T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:55:51.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it'll all worth the wait</title><content type='html'>My vocabulary is so poor that I have to keep googling when talking to Jeck. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Remnants&lt;br /&gt;2. Capiche&lt;br /&gt;3. Comprende&lt;br /&gt;4. Decapitate&lt;br /&gt;5. Ludicrous&lt;br /&gt;6. Incongruity&lt;br /&gt;7. Absurb&lt;br /&gt;8. Absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 and 3 are informal words by the way. Gahh. At this rate I don't think I can even achieve a 6 for my IELTS. The thing about checking definition of words is that, they lead you to checking even more words because they use words that you don't see often in defining the words. And in the end when you got all your definitions, the explanation for the 1st word you searched for doesn't make sense anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stead of spending time on working out maths questions, i spent my time on googling words. GOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-694529752016057844?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/694529752016057844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/itll-all-worth-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/694529752016057844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/694529752016057844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/itll-all-worth-wait.html' title='it&apos;ll all worth the wait'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5140246054927573005</id><published>2011-03-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:38:45.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>猪八戒&amp;猪肠</title><content type='html'>Found an awesome blog over the weekends. :D &lt;a href="http://happymonsters.tumblr.com/"&gt;Happy Monsters&lt;/a&gt; ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore her doodles. I wish I could draw something like that too. ): Too bad I'm not creative enough to do so. Photoshop and I just don't get along well. Aiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's about how well you understand why you're waiting."&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what keeps people who are in LDR in faith. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a nerd nowadays, to the extend that I don't even understand my own nonsense. D: Ah, the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): I need to shop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5140246054927573005?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5140246054927573005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5140246054927573005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5140246054927573005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_21.html' title='猪八戒&amp;猪肠'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1422559612096664901</id><published>2011-03-17T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:32:41.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a shitty love x]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://love.givesmehope.com/sites/love.givesmehope.com/images/lgmh3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://love.givesmehope.com/sites/love.givesmehope.com/images/lgmh3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://love.givesmehope.com/view/True%20love/1511"&gt;LGMH&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1422559612096664901?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1422559612096664901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-shitty-love-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1422559612096664901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1422559612096664901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-shitty-love-x.html' title='it&apos;s a shitty love x]'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3847900806289028815</id><published>2011-03-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:23:57.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>believe in us, faith moves mountains (:</title><content type='html'>Here I am, waiting for my hair to dry while putting on some random face mask I bought in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late today. Hurried to college. Parked super far away from college. Walked all the way up to 4th floor only to realise I left my labcoat in my car. Went all the way back to my car for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a surprise today, again. And this time, I didn't see it coming. x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3847900806289028815?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3847900806289028815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/believe-in-us-faith-moves-mountains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3847900806289028815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3847900806289028815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/believe-in-us-faith-moves-mountains.html' title='believe in us, faith moves mountains (:'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4303739984891051742</id><published>2011-03-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:32:24.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-utFMg_xGs98/TXzRlaKRfHI/AAAAAAAAEp4/b1Y5DaMpqUI/s1600/DSC06300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-utFMg_xGs98/TXzRlaKRfHI/AAAAAAAAEp4/b1Y5DaMpqUI/s400/DSC06300.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn crazy now. x]&lt;br /&gt;I feel like jumping around and laughing out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dancing and singing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like shouting and scaring everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like screaming out loud and make funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;Teeheeheeheeheehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--3-FirXFw38/TXzP7pZ7uvI/AAAAAAAAEpw/3e-SFZZeSw8/s1600/DSC06307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--3-FirXFw38/TXzP7pZ7uvI/AAAAAAAAEpw/3e-SFZZeSw8/s400/DSC06307.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am very sure that I didn't take coffee. @@ At the same time, I feel angry, frustrated and lost. I feel so torn apart now. ): I'm not even ready to let go yet... It's just the beginning and I already know that I'll have to let go after 4 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): Life is so not fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so dramatic. I was watching the news today, about the earthquake in Japan. I teared wth. I felt sorry for them but heck, I cried. I cried watching the news, I cried reading the news. == I feel like a drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EQUJAnVNMvo/TXzR4XWxzoI/AAAAAAAAEp8/Lj6SjvmozUE/s1600/DSC06297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EQUJAnVNMvo/TXzR4XWxzoI/AAAAAAAAEp8/Lj6SjvmozUE/s400/DSC06297.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You and I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's like a perfect fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And soon enough, this will all become a distant dream....&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4303739984891051742?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4303739984891051742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4303739984891051742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4303739984891051742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-only.html' title='if only'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-utFMg_xGs98/TXzRlaKRfHI/AAAAAAAAEp4/b1Y5DaMpqUI/s72-c/DSC06300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4867910152890657677</id><published>2011-03-12T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:24:07.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeez...</title><content type='html'>no matter how many people told me it's okay to be tanned&lt;div&gt;i still hate being tanned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urgh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4867910152890657677?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4867910152890657677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/jeez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4867910152890657677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4867910152890657677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/jeez.html' title='jeez...'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3433398467713644308</id><published>2011-03-10T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:54:04.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>因为我在等待永远</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;说不上为什么　我变得很主动&lt;br /&gt;若爱上一个人　什么都会值得去做&lt;br /&gt;我想大声宣佈　对你依依不舍&lt;br /&gt;连隔壁邻居都猜到我现在的感受&lt;br /&gt;河边的风　在吹着头发飘动&lt;br /&gt;牵着你的手　一阵莫名感动&lt;br /&gt;我想带你　回我的外婆家&lt;br /&gt;一起看着日落　一直到我们都睡着&lt;br /&gt;我想就这样牵着你的手不放开&lt;br /&gt;爱能不能够永远单纯没有悲哀&lt;br /&gt;我　想带你骑单车&lt;br /&gt;我　想和你看棒球&lt;br /&gt;想这样没担忧　唱着歌　一直走&lt;br /&gt;我想就这样牵着你的手不放开&lt;br /&gt;爱可不可以简简单单没有伤害&lt;br /&gt;你　靠着我的肩膀&lt;br /&gt;你　在我胸口睡着&lt;br /&gt;像这样的生活　我爱你　你爱我&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch Rango today. :D I dislike the ending a lot. Doesn't make much sense to me. == And the rattlesnake in the movie gave me so much chills that even now I'm feeling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bright side! At least my phobia's not that serious anymore. Still strong, but better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up spending on a top we saw in Forever 21. Great. What happened to saving money? &amp;nbsp;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sushi at Sushi Zanami today. I was officially crowned as the Queen of Retards today. I was searching the perfect candidate for my king. I pointed at this waiter and said "I think he's not bad lar.". He turned back and thanked me LOL. Was quite embarrassed but hey, at least I made someone's day better today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around in Pyramid and complained about every single thing that came into my mind, from manga and anime to clothes and brands. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, fell asleep for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my nerd mode D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3433398467713644308?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3433398467713644308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3433398467713644308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3433398467713644308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='因为我在等待永远'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8152460762184261807</id><published>2011-03-05T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:50:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i'd like to believe that this would last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5P440HJhblg/TXI0bxzxO8I/AAAAAAAAEpI/yIbOnfeSYfM/s1600/DSC06182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5P440HJhblg/TXI0bxzxO8I/AAAAAAAAEpI/yIbOnfeSYfM/s400/DSC06182.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my pink rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JqzvPEtblf4/TXI0xWDzQDI/AAAAAAAAEpM/XyNWTo287y0/s1600/DSC06183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JqzvPEtblf4/TXI0xWDzQDI/AAAAAAAAEpM/XyNWTo287y0/s400/DSC06183.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And my daisy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUT IT'S OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've red roses now!!! :D A dozen of them! Teeheeeee. I likeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YFf0noR20co/TXI1DaEaC2I/AAAAAAAAEpQ/TF9hKIE7Hx4/s1600/DSC06291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YFf0noR20co/TXI1DaEaC2I/AAAAAAAAEpQ/TF9hKIE7Hx4/s400/DSC06291.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I only took photos of the roses after a few days I received it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They're kinda dying now but it seems like they're&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dying slower compared to the pink rose I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GDCLb7_Azp4/TXI1Tf1GPoI/AAAAAAAAEpU/jz-0RXDcb4w/s1600/DSC06292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GDCLb7_Azp4/TXI1Tf1GPoI/AAAAAAAAEpU/jz-0RXDcb4w/s400/DSC06292.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This bear seriously kept reminding me of SIONGREN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i laughed like mad when i saw it and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;made the person who gave me the flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;quite some embarrassment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N2kVrrkuUrg/TXI1jHCcrjI/AAAAAAAAEpY/p-PU41LT9iE/s1600/DSC06295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N2kVrrkuUrg/TXI1jHCcrjI/AAAAAAAAEpY/p-PU41LT9iE/s400/DSC06295.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I finally put them into a vase today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VSjVC0fwwjQ/TXI10LDdY4I/AAAAAAAAEpc/P4TFY5r3O0c/s1600/DSC06296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VSjVC0fwwjQ/TXI10LDdY4I/AAAAAAAAEpc/P4TFY5r3O0c/s400/DSC06296.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But they are still dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i want more roses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went to see my hubby yesterday. x]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8i_xqzonQJ0/TXI2iQV5yyI/AAAAAAAAEpg/5IzLAXabhlM/s1600/DSC06191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8i_xqzonQJ0/TXI2iQV5yyI/AAAAAAAAEpg/5IzLAXabhlM/s400/DSC06191.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-a2v2dBnA2SM/TXI6O36U0XI/AAAAAAAAEpk/kcRJdYu2BZY/s1600/DSC06190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-a2v2dBnA2SM/TXI6O36U0XI/AAAAAAAAEpk/kcRJdYu2BZY/s400/DSC06190.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got my ticket a week ago from Speedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If it weren't because of Kenny,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't even know they were still selling the tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kHP09iOPPWE/TXI8b8VP78I/AAAAAAAAEpo/wMSHABOUQ3M/s1600/DSC06196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kHP09iOPPWE/TXI8b8VP78I/AAAAAAAAEpo/wMSHABOUQ3M/s400/DSC06196.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that's me waiting anxiously for the concert to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iyWQwTCEtko/TXI_E42EjsI/AAAAAAAAEps/S0H9z8aZjdU/s1600/DSC06274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iyWQwTCEtko/TXI_E42EjsI/AAAAAAAAEps/S0H9z8aZjdU/s400/DSC06274.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*drools*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I'm love drunk. x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8152460762184261807?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8152460762184261807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/because-id-like-to-believe-that-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8152460762184261807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8152460762184261807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/because-id-like-to-believe-that-this.html' title='because i&apos;d like to believe that this would last'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5P440HJhblg/TXI0bxzxO8I/AAAAAAAAEpI/yIbOnfeSYfM/s72-c/DSC06182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5528636385415783490</id><published>2011-03-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T00:00:21.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 28th of february :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7nGY2Z_X28s/TW0X0SfcCRI/AAAAAAAAEpE/BSn27AmFRDc/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7nGY2Z_X28s/TW0X0SfcCRI/AAAAAAAAEpE/BSn27AmFRDc/s400/Untitled.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOR HOR HOR. This is what happens when you challenge yap carl mann to unfriend you. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5528636385415783490?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5528636385415783490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/28th-of-february-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5528636385415783490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5528636385415783490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/03/28th-of-february-d.html' title='the 28th of february :D'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7nGY2Z_X28s/TW0X0SfcCRI/AAAAAAAAEpE/BSn27AmFRDc/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8308371970344944648</id><published>2011-02-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:36:02.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see the beauty in ugly</title><content type='html'>I've gotten my conditional offer,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten the way I want things to go,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten my Jay Chou's concert ticket,&lt;br /&gt;I basically have no reason to be sad now,&lt;br /&gt;But yet&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8308371970344944648?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8308371970344944648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/see-beauty-in-ugly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8308371970344944648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8308371970344944648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/see-beauty-in-ugly.html' title='see the beauty in ugly'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-699232383939265458</id><published>2011-02-21T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T07:54:16.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>College kaki came over for sleepover the last weekends. :D I'll blog about it maybe later. I don't have to photos and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;*emo mode: on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I spent my whole Sunday rolling around on my bed, listening to sad love songs, on the phone with people, trying to sort things out. Basically, I did no progress on my revision the weekends and ended up feeling bad about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;A few people asked me out yesterday for some fresh air. I rejected. Woah, I rejected invites to get out of the house. My parents start complaining that I spend too much time locking myself in my own room, talking on the phone, texting, going online, revising. But hey, I just want to make myself feel better as noone in my family will ever understand what I'm going through now. They might even screw me up for the mess I created. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;It hurts so bad that i want to bite him and show him how it actually hurts inside. Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I just want to be selfish for once... Follow my heart and my feelings... Do whatever that is not going to put me in this pain... Afterall, I only have less than half a year left, don't I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;It really feels like you've found another copy of yourself. Both of you have so much in common that he&amp;nbsp;is like the male version of you. But you found him at the wrong time, the wrong place. Maybe he's not the right one. Maybe, he's just another close friend in your life. Or maybe...&amp;nbsp; You keep telling yourself all the maybe's and end up not coming up with any conclusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Urgh, I hate being so indecisive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I hurt someone who loved me dearly... And I have no idea how to repent for it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;*emo mode: off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: it's just another ordinary day that I have to go through smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-699232383939265458?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/699232383939265458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/699232383939265458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/699232383939265458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-391553945720587839</id><published>2011-02-17T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T23:55:54.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because we'll never last</title><content type='html'>Is it plain pressure, emoness or just mood swing? I'm very sure that it's not PMS. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not in the mood for anything today. Not into studying, not into revising, not into having fun, not into talking, not into playing, not into anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I just need some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my rose is dying. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-391553945720587839?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/391553945720587839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/because-well-never-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/391553945720587839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/391553945720587839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/because-well-never-last.html' title='because we&apos;ll never last'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7539257729045499871</id><published>2011-02-17T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T00:09:19.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>popping eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yB1AmsNli9M/TVvpU6UwmZI/AAAAAAAAEoo/iQtVHY_DnM4/s1600/DSC06166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yB1AmsNli9M/TVvpU6UwmZI/AAAAAAAAEoo/iQtVHY_DnM4/s400/DSC06166.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for your blessings my rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is still alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson committed a crime. D: He ran out of money the weekends and he put a plastic bag over his head, and robbed the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. Woah, I was dumb enough to believe the made-up story until the part "robbed the bank". Zzz. I actually thought he was lebih enough to withdraw money with a plastic bag on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LExrFQBEaC0/TVvsmAIZmHI/AAAAAAAAEow/4MikAJqT8RQ/s1600/DSC06169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LExrFQBEaC0/TVvsmAIZmHI/AAAAAAAAEow/4MikAJqT8RQ/s400/DSC06169.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My 1st Tommy Hilfiger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;D:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It came all the way from United States and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;found out that even S size was too big for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Zzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to give it to my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so frustrating when you got the shirt you wanted, you were so excited and you reached home, found out that the shirt was too large for you. The disappointment. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I got my lipbalms. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0cNUr8873Sg/TVvtCggsIqI/AAAAAAAAEo0/GNHei89eV1c/s1600/DSC06176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0cNUr8873Sg/TVvtCggsIqI/AAAAAAAAEo0/GNHei89eV1c/s400/DSC06176.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Smith's Rosebud Salve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From what I heard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was very hard to find in California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Opps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths presentation was bad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FeiWf5ogUWA/TVvuDuXMhqI/AAAAAAAAEo4/ur29iEWbyzA/s1600/DSC06178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FeiWf5ogUWA/TVvuDuXMhqI/AAAAAAAAEo4/ur29iEWbyzA/s400/DSC06178.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At least I managed to get this pink pen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted the Donald's one but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm too reluctant to not choose pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And only a smartie like me thought Shaolin was the Airbender movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Zzzz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbRA_670BKc/TVvxVqN0MRI/AAAAAAAAEo8/uoZ2LUI1hok/s1600/DSC06164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbRA_670BKc/TVvxVqN0MRI/AAAAAAAAEo8/uoZ2LUI1hok/s400/DSC06164.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's ever going to blossom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I so wish that it will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zrd3XPBohyc/TVvxv1fi56I/AAAAAAAAEpA/eEHoLa7UUfk/s1600/DSC06165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zrd3XPBohyc/TVvxv1fi56I/AAAAAAAAEpA/eEHoLa7UUfk/s400/DSC06165.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think Daisy looks prettier than a rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My eyes hurt. ): They feel like they're popping out anytime soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7539257729045499871?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7539257729045499871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/popping-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7539257729045499871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7539257729045499871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/popping-eyes.html' title='popping eyes'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yB1AmsNli9M/TVvpU6UwmZI/AAAAAAAAEoo/iQtVHY_DnM4/s72-c/DSC06166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8146151281840566614</id><published>2011-02-15T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:08:10.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放手，还有你这个好友，已经足够了</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;收藏在眼眸常徘徊左右爱猜到没有&lt;br /&gt;愉快玩笑后能全然退后你开心就够&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种感觉太亲厚讲一千句也不够&lt;br /&gt;假使讲了你听到后或会走&lt;br /&gt;这种恋爱太罕有不需真正拥有&lt;br /&gt;成全衷心祝福然后就放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手放开所有彼此更自由&lt;br /&gt;放手其实我绝非爱得不够&lt;br /&gt;放手豁出所有还有这个好友&lt;br /&gt;已经已经足够&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遥远是宇宙静静在背后去看守就够&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种感觉太亲厚讲一千句也不够&lt;br /&gt;即使一刹有过冲动挽你手&lt;br /&gt;这种恋爱太罕有不需真正拥有&lt;br /&gt;成全多舍不得仍然是放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手放开所有彼此更自由&lt;br /&gt;放手其实我绝非爱得不够&lt;br /&gt;放手豁出所有还有这个好友&lt;br /&gt;已经已经足够&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手我的牵挂找不到尽头&lt;br /&gt;放手期望你幸福甚麽都有&lt;br /&gt;也许爱很深厚然而我早看得透&lt;br /&gt;放手至可拥有&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8146151281840566614?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8146151281840566614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8146151281840566614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8146151281840566614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='放手，还有你这个好友，已经足够了'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1172797046794154980</id><published>2011-02-14T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T00:09:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxqPEJAjJCQ/TVkkYGf4NhI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/zcPHhR13SE4/s1600/DSC06152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxqPEJAjJCQ/TVkkYGf4NhI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/zcPHhR13SE4/s400/DSC06152.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rose and daisy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smell so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I'd actually receive something this year. Especially flowers. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I hate flowers. I don't like flowers, at all. But the feeling when you receive flowers, incredible. It's like shy and embarrassing, happy and proud at the same time. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DdruIXy5Vsg/TVkzoYCRfsI/AAAAAAAAEoc/NifyCxlQYtU/s1600/DSC06155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DdruIXy5Vsg/TVkzoYCRfsI/AAAAAAAAEoc/NifyCxlQYtU/s400/DSC06155.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what's inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZd-nkZV1Ug/TVk0mHaFVfI/AAAAAAAAEog/_gHXO19on08/s1600/DSC06159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZd-nkZV1Ug/TVk0mHaFVfI/AAAAAAAAEog/_gHXO19on08/s400/DSC06159.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cupcake!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a minor accident today. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so miserable. I crashed into a BMW 5 series. #%#YRE*#YXO#^%*$#^%#W%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD that there was no damage to the car at all. But my bumper went a bit, cacat. =| I could feel my tyre rubbing against the bumper when I drove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo. I don't like driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqANiAu9LfE/TVkkr6Y8hPI/AAAAAAAAEoU/O_FfOXJQOO8/s1600/DSC06153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqANiAu9LfE/TVkkr6Y8hPI/AAAAAAAAEoU/O_FfOXJQOO8/s400/DSC06153.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my 1st time having a fella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;confessing to me on Valentine's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it feels kinda great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;nerd mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1172797046794154980?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1172797046794154980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1172797046794154980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1172797046794154980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxqPEJAjJCQ/TVkkYGf4NhI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/zcPHhR13SE4/s72-c/DSC06152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5928713483603230063</id><published>2011-02-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:07:28.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless night</title><content type='html'>For once, I'm not fighting for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am at fault.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;Even though some of my friends&lt;br /&gt;are being really supportive and all,&lt;br /&gt;but they all know that i'm at fault.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting someone stab me over and over again&lt;br /&gt;and I just stand there and feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;without doing anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fighting back.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know&lt;br /&gt;these words are necessary for one to move on&lt;br /&gt;necessary for one to hate me to the core&lt;br /&gt;necessary for one to tear me out of his heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I became this unfaithful bitch filled with lies.&lt;br /&gt;Woah.&lt;br /&gt;Should I cry? or scream?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be happy? or sad?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be angry? or just ignore it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Mann, I guess you over estimated yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You thought you would never fall for another when you already have one.&lt;br /&gt;You thought you were strong enough to stand on your own feelings.&lt;br /&gt;You were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Someday a guy will just walk out of your life for another girl.&lt;br /&gt;It's karma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5928713483603230063?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5928713483603230063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/sleepless-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5928713483603230063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5928713483603230063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/sleepless-night.html' title='sleepless night'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4729560825839773919</id><published>2011-02-07T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T00:15:05.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the straw to my berry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TU7IlNM1GoI/AAAAAAAAEoM/qnXcRAHSXvs/s1600/DSC06107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TU7IlNM1GoI/AAAAAAAAEoM/qnXcRAHSXvs/s400/DSC06107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 1st glasses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ehehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NERD MODE ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 14 hours of dreadful bus trip, I'M FINALLY HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! I'm excited about tomorrow's futsal. x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4729560825839773919?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4729560825839773919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-straw-to-my-berry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4729560825839773919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4729560825839773919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-straw-to-my-berry.html' title='you&apos;re the straw to my berry'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TU7IlNM1GoI/AAAAAAAAEoM/qnXcRAHSXvs/s72-c/DSC06107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4876703428816895094</id><published>2011-02-05T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T01:01:07.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every word feels like a shooting star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TUwUyuKO80I/AAAAAAAAEoI/a-PC3RK1c7I/s1600/DSC06125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TUwUyuKO80I/AAAAAAAAEoI/a-PC3RK1c7I/s320/DSC06125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quite spacious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But my sister and I have to share a single bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;while my brother can have 1 for himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I KNOW RIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently&amp;nbsp;in Penang, after 9 hours of dreadful bus trip. Went out and walked around the hotel to look for my supper. My hotel's in George Town. =/ No beach, no coconut trees, no hot beach boys, NOTHING. I can only hear the clubs while I'm trying to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad all the time when I can't find anything in common to talk with my grandparents. ): Maybe this is what happens when you only see them at most 10 times in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, angpaus. x] I'm so going to use my money wisely for my prom. Teeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always one thing at home that I always miss when I go on a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAIR DRYER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8051132290697811684-4876703428816895094?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4876703428816895094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/every-word-feels-like-shooting-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4876703428816895094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4876703428816895094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/every-word-feels-like-shooting-star.html' title='every word feels like a shooting star'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TUwUyuKO80I/AAAAAAAAEoI/a-PC3RK1c7I/s72-c/DSC06125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6530013181900427826</id><published>2011-02-03T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:50:27.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get out of my head, please...</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot that I was going Penang tomorrow. Zzz. Aiks, I still haven't packed. since I promised to find retarded Carlmann back, i shall keep my promise and try to be as optimistic as I can, but it somehow leads me into hoping for the impossibilities again... haihz... yes I'm trying very hard, harder than usual to get you out of my mind. I wish I could get all drunk again, maybe I'd be happier, maybe I could get you out of my head, maybe I would stop wishing, maybe I could finally realized the fact that I can never have you to hold me in place when I fall apart, maybe I could finally let go of this feeling inside. or maybe, you'd be there to take care of me. maybe, what you said were all my delusions... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;曖昧讓人受盡委屈 &lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;找不到相愛的證據&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;何時該前進 何時該放棄 &lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;連擁抱都沒有勇氣&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;只能陪你到這裡 畢竟有些事不可以 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;超過了友情 還不到愛情&lt;/span&gt; 遠方就要下雨的風景&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;到底該不該哭泣 想太多是我還是你 &lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;我很不服氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;也開始懷疑 &lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;眼前的人 是不是同一個 真實的你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;曖昧讓人受盡委屈 找不到相愛的證據 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;何時該前進 何時該放棄 連擁抱都沒有勇氣 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;曖昧&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;讓人變得貪心&lt;/span&gt; 直到等待失去意義&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;無奈我和你 &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;寫不出結局 放遺憾的美麗 停在這裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6530013181900427826?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6530013181900427826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/get-out-of-my-head-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6530013181900427826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6530013181900427826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/get-out-of-my-head-please.html' title='get out of my head, please...'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-1925426297731856279</id><published>2011-02-02T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T01:19:43.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy cny</title><content type='html'>silly me&lt;br /&gt;how stupid can i be&lt;br /&gt;when things go wrong&lt;br /&gt;and the impossibilities crash you inside&lt;br /&gt;hope always whispers to you one more time&lt;br /&gt;and you always end up crying crying crying&lt;br /&gt;and crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll bring carlmann back. i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-1925426297731856279?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1925426297731856279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1925426297731856279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/1925426297731856279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-cny.html' title='happy cny'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7350510857046472155</id><published>2011-01-31T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:19:00.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you, me, him</title><content type='html'>Karma bit me back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually expected something from him&lt;br /&gt;I actually wished that he'd say something else&lt;br /&gt;But hearing those words face to face&lt;br /&gt;Hurt more than having a knife stabbed right through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that he was determined &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that i had the rights to voice my own opinions&lt;br /&gt;I still chose to remain silence and respected his choice.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that it would hurt&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that it was deep enough to kill me&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could feel the pain deep inside&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd feel relieved as I'd have one less issue to face&lt;br /&gt;But tears still came down &lt;br /&gt;My heart ached&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I could barely think&lt;br /&gt;And all I could do was to annoy him &lt;br /&gt;and pretend that nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;Things would be so much more simpler if I was single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Maybe it would have worked out&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Maybe what i wished for would have come true&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could go back in time, I would make sure none of this had happened... I really would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I miss that night&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;by the beach&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;only the two of us&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;you and your beer&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;me and my slippers&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;smiling and laughing all the way&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;making little wishes&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I miss that night&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;when i was all drunk&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;you held me close&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;you took care of me&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;you didnt care if i was all dirty&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I miss that evening&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;when we were simply small talking&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;making marshmallows&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;eating mushrooms&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And I still remember&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I was in your car&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;and you made me laughed like mad&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;you always called me crazy&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;and i always called you ugly&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt + broken heart = swollen eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7350510857046472155?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7350510857046472155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-me-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7350510857046472155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7350510857046472155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-me-him.html' title='you, me, him'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7709450041892690802</id><published>2011-01-29T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T22:45:32.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i betrayed phin jeck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I broke his heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I betrayed his trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and abused the freedom he gave me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't beg for forgiveness &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because I can't even forgive myself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I became the type of girl I always hated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fell in love with someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I know I don't deserve such a&amp;nbsp;great&amp;nbsp;bf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. And I know saying sorry doesn't mend anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have never tried saving the trouble. Maybe, things won't end up this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty that I can't forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's done has been done, what can I do now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7709450041892690802?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7709450041892690802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-betrayed-jeck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7709450041892690802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7709450041892690802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-betrayed-jeck.html' title='i betrayed phin jeck'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-7877439182086317220</id><published>2011-01-24T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:35:48.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great day, or doomsday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TT1qJfBQ70I/AAAAAAAAEn0/umW-A9RNTgQ/s1600/DSC06102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TT1qJfBQ70I/AAAAAAAAEn0/umW-A9RNTgQ/s400/DSC06102.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I promised yesterday. (: I don't know if I'm rubbing in or not. But if I do sound like it, please forgive me as I don't mean to offend anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I highly recommend you not to read this if it's your doomsday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I really didn't expect to get what I got. I had nightmares the night before. Woke up constantly and felt so horrible. I reached the library before 7.30am just to check my results. I thought the results were coming out at 7am but it came out at 8am in stead. I constantly refreshed the page so that i could get over it, suck it up if I didn't get what I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I almost cried because I was so nervous and I kept failing to load the page. Right after chongyee checked his,&amp;nbsp;mine was the next.&amp;nbsp;I got it right after the 1st time he typed in my username and password. When i&amp;nbsp;saw it, I screamed and hugged those who were close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Thank you&amp;nbsp;God, thank you so so much. My hard work was finally paid off. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the broken-hearted,&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the life not started.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for all the ones not breathing,&lt;br /&gt;I pray for all the souls in need.&lt;br /&gt;But i know there's sunshine behind that rain, &lt;br /&gt;I know there's good times behind that pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pray- Justin Bieber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿Please do not make a choice that will take your choices out of your hands. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-7877439182086317220?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7877439182086317220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-day-or-doomsday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7877439182086317220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/7877439182086317220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-day-or-doomsday.html' title='great day, or doomsday?'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TT1qJfBQ70I/AAAAAAAAEn0/umW-A9RNTgQ/s72-c/DSC06102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-6901957060691402349</id><published>2011-01-23T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T19:59:09.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautifool love</title><content type='html'>Went for some free screening yesterday. SOMEONE told me it was the movie "homecoming" so I was quite excited about it. And when we reached there, it was "Beautifool love" which was produced a year ago and didn't get to be on cinema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was free so I couldn't complain much. And also, I saw &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/ryanfoojoe"&gt;one of the actors&lt;/a&gt; who was quite hot. &lt;br /&gt;And we each got a photo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really fancy the movie. It confused me quite often. But it still managed to make me cry wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwvHw33kkI/AAAAAAAAEnY/vIbwMzIbS8U/s1600/DSC06095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwvHw33kkI/AAAAAAAAEnY/vIbwMzIbS8U/s400/DSC06095.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is mine!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other one which was a correspond of this photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;was taken by that someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;D&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwwuB2zZKI/AAAAAAAAEng/Nd1y4ruIG9c/s1600/DSC06098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwwuB2zZKI/AAAAAAAAEng/Nd1y4ruIG9c/s400/DSC06098.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got two photos!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwwRQkyjVI/AAAAAAAAEnc/z0Ytgbu0iiY/s1600/DSC06096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwwRQkyjVI/AAAAAAAAEnc/z0Ytgbu0iiY/s400/DSC06096.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is stephy LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The special guest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(stephy's a human by the way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw1oQ0WUCI/AAAAAAAAEns/aDqczGse4V0/s1600/DSC06097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw1oQ0WUCI/AAAAAAAAEns/aDqczGse4V0/s400/DSC06097.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She even signed on it for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that night, I went for the movie "Great Day" with my family. I absolutely love this movie so so so much. It's so touching and yet it's not saddening. Before the movie started, I went around shopping with mummy. I finally have dresses in my closet. I even got myself Bikini!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hor hor, huge accomplishment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw0h_lKZUI/AAAAAAAAEnk/EvWzOpae9IU/s1600/DSC06099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw0h_lKZUI/AAAAAAAAEnk/EvWzOpae9IU/s400/DSC06099.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a super lame joke that doesn't make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is a calculator delicious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwtiPq0YkI/AAAAAAAAEnU/MeCZhz-5NIg/s1600/DSC06087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwtiPq0YkI/AAAAAAAAEnU/MeCZhz-5NIg/s400/DSC06087.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was by chongyee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I made one myself after him telling me several ones, still about the calculator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really need to have some brain check-up. I laugh at the strangest things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Inside joke: Why does siongren likes his calculator so much??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw2JGYhM6I/AAAAAAAAEnw/3ssoyDqalW4/s1600/DSC06088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw2JGYhM6I/AAAAAAAAEnw/3ssoyDqalW4/s400/DSC06088.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pathetically, chongyee laughed at this one LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tidied my room today and I found my Hello Kitty. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw08o55chI/AAAAAAAAEno/obDvbFpbO40/s1600/DSC06100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTw08o55chI/AAAAAAAAEno/obDvbFpbO40/s400/DSC06100.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still have several pairs of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*insert hearts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow's the judgement day. ): I am so nervous. Oh my God, I feel sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finally took the time to clean my room and closet today! I just realised I have plenty of clothes for college but very little for outings. =| I have more long sleeved shirts than short sleeved ones =.= I have no idea how that happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I get what I want, I'll post a picture of myself tomorrow. If I don't, you'll see me crying non-stop in college.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-6901957060691402349?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6901957060691402349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/beautifool-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6901957060691402349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/6901957060691402349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/beautifool-love.html' title='beautifool love'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTwvHw33kkI/AAAAAAAAEnY/vIbwMzIbS8U/s72-c/DSC06095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4652813684637925891</id><published>2011-01-21T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:56:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super seniors *jeng jeng jeng*</title><content type='html'>So annoyed. Zzzz. Had been trying to upload photos for hours but kept failing. Eeeeeee, stupid blogger D&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy feels sick when I think about my results. ): I'm so scared I won't get what I want and what I need to further my studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prays* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prays harder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prays even harder*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4652813684637925891?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4652813684637925891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/super-seniors-jeng-jeng-jeng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4652813684637925891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4652813684637925891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/super-seniors-jeng-jeng-jeng.html' title='super seniors *jeng jeng jeng*'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5368244812330532796</id><published>2011-01-20T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:28:10.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbow!!</title><content type='html'>Bought some nail polish today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTg95C6DcBI/AAAAAAAAEnI/HzzZxfGV8YM/s1600/DSC06078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTg95C6DcBI/AAAAAAAAEnI/HzzZxfGV8YM/s400/DSC06078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder if their nail polish is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTg3Z0ZsjfI/AAAAAAAAEnE/Qr8MIn59OAQ/s1600/DSC06076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTg3Z0ZsjfI/AAAAAAAAEnE/Qr8MIn59OAQ/s320/DSC06076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;rainbow colours!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm applying nail polish now so no photos for it yet. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i like studying in TCSJ so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTg_9mUHhQI/AAAAAAAAEnM/Pqmkft1WPdg/s1600/DSC06080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTg_9mUHhQI/AAAAAAAAEnM/Pqmkft1WPdg/s400/DSC06080.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Always alway always get free stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ESPECIALLY THIS TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's physics test. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TThEIJ0QCbI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/xc4bgDGamFk/s1600/DSC06083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TThEIJ0QCbI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/xc4bgDGamFk/s320/DSC06083.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5368244812330532796?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5368244812330532796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5368244812330532796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5368244812330532796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/rainbow.html' title='rainbow!!'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTg95C6DcBI/AAAAAAAAEnI/HzzZxfGV8YM/s72-c/DSC06078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4075695500552498885</id><published>2011-01-19T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T08:45:55.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentimental?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/S7yG_37fpxI/AAAAAAAAEPY/Py6qr47PQnE/s1600/z176243641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/S7yG_37fpxI/AAAAAAAAEPY/Py6qr47PQnE/s1600/z176243641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached college around 7.15am. Went to class and was shocked that noone was there. Called class rep and realised class is starting at 9am today. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, freezing in the library. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what a person is thinking when he still remembers the day he meant the whole world to you and the day when he broke your heart into pieces. It really gets me wonder how he actually feels inside. Proud? or still lingers onto what he had in the past? or regret? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self reminder: Being emotional in the morning is a no-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, chemistry homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Understanding, caring, thoughtful, forgiving, open-minded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;he has all I want,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I wonder what it is that fears me inside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4075695500552498885?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4075695500552498885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/sentimental.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4075695500552498885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4075695500552498885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/sentimental.html' title='sentimental?'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/S7yG_37fpxI/AAAAAAAAEPY/Py6qr47PQnE/s72-c/z176243641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5983583329392066815</id><published>2011-01-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:29:37.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱的飞行日记</title><content type='html'>When you are alone and you have nothing to do, you usually end up doing things you don't normally do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4KjFZ9dI/AAAAAAAAEmw/9db3yM5_ryg/s1600/DSC01174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4KjFZ9dI/AAAAAAAAEmw/9db3yM5_ryg/s400/DSC01174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And yeapp, this was the book Mr. Agas introduced to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4NhR9REI/AAAAAAAAEm4/IyDoBFve5HI/s1600/DSC01189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4NhR9REI/AAAAAAAAEm4/IyDoBFve5HI/s320/DSC01189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I even studied my maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See Ms Chandra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm actually a very good girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's your maths rep.'s fault that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm always distracted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And worse, you start taking pictures of self when you see there's nobody around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4MEvmJtI/AAAAAAAAEm0/x2s3KoGl7Os/s1600/DSC01186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4MEvmJtI/AAAAAAAAEm0/x2s3KoGl7Os/s400/DSC01186.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully noone saw me taking photos of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4OYMkwJI/AAAAAAAAEm8/G5jBXXZbo1I/s1600/DSC01190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4OYMkwJI/AAAAAAAAEm8/G5jBXXZbo1I/s320/DSC01190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Falling asleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;zzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks when you have a huge pimple on your nose and&amp;nbsp;meet new friends. Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks even more when you walk like so cool like that, then you trip, and you hear laughters from far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH. The&amp;nbsp;embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet! There's something worth celebrating today though I had a super embarrassing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culture.sh.cn/images/upfile/2010/06/20103215524478124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://www.culture.sh.cn/images/upfile/2010/06/20103215524478124.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday honey!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Though I'm not able to attend your concert this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or be by your side to celebrate your birthday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still love you very much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: I still wish jay+jolin works out. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please go visit &lt;a href="http://m3lissaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-hobby.html"&gt;melissa's blog&lt;/a&gt;. I've officially become an imposter of Lady Gaga. :D You're just jealous that I can be so awesome all the time, don't you. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chongyee and mel, I want go sing k!!!!! &amp;nbsp;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呼吸著一種孤獨的味道&lt;br /&gt;心跳在你沉默以後慢慢的被淡忘掉&lt;br /&gt;我笑了笑　反正你看不到&lt;br /&gt;我要的幸福　遺落在你懷抱&lt;br /&gt;當愛失了焦　那些最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;早被你擱在一角&lt;br /&gt;街上擁擠人潮　走著看著都是催眠符號&lt;br /&gt;記憶停不了　穿過讀你的心跳&lt;br /&gt;穿過想你的味道　我只想不被打擾&lt;br /&gt;假裝多好　我只要　只想要　再擁有一秒&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;。。。。。。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5983583329392066815?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5983583329392066815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5983583329392066815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5983583329392066815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='爱的飞行日记'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTU4KjFZ9dI/AAAAAAAAEmw/9db3yM5_ryg/s72-c/DSC01174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-392685971997952217</id><published>2011-01-17T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:51:13.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i look like a ginseng!</title><content type='html'>My interview was at the Traders Hotel which was just right beside KLCC. I was depressed after my interview. I thought I screwed up or something. So, I went for a little shopping at Suria KLCC to make myself happier. And I got myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTLt_Nwtz1I/AAAAAAAAEmI/yA0RoIAzlM8/s1600/DSC06047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTLt_Nwtz1I/AAAAAAAAEmI/yA0RoIAzlM8/s400/DSC06047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHAT IS IT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTL4DW1jGWI/AAAAAAAAEmU/4igNt7TFndU/s1600/DSC06050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTL4DW1jGWI/AAAAAAAAEmU/4igNt7TFndU/s400/DSC06050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like like like like like like like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like a professional model hor hor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I look damn sexy LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTL-74-asgI/AAAAAAAAEmc/bb_aahGQCXo/s1600/DSC06057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTL-74-asgI/AAAAAAAAEmc/bb_aahGQCXo/s400/DSC06057.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gorgeous shades to cover terrible eyebags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTL8AOMPftI/AAAAAAAAEmY/R6wOjcLxeqU/s1600/DSC06059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTL8AOMPftI/AAAAAAAAEmY/R6wOjcLxeqU/s400/DSC06059.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so bimbo-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTQ9s_qUOvI/AAAAAAAAEmg/Dw6NeIGZAdM/s1600/DSC06060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTQ9s_qUOvI/AAAAAAAAEmg/Dw6NeIGZAdM/s400/DSC06060.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Syok sendiri number 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTQ-A2n5b6I/AAAAAAAAEmk/xZHs3s-3ULA/s400/DSC06061.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Syok sendiri number 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTQ-P25rscI/AAAAAAAAEmo/y731CYaounE/s1600/DSC06063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTQ-P25rscI/AAAAAAAAEmo/y731CYaounE/s400/DSC06063.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teeheeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like it so much that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my mood got enlightened straight away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTQ-eQI-F4I/AAAAAAAAEms/aQHxSmE994w/s1600/DSC06067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTQ-eQI-F4I/AAAAAAAAEms/aQHxSmE994w/s400/DSC06067.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like this photo so so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I DONT CARE IF YOU DONT LIKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for IMU open day the other day with chongyee. Found out that my BMI was 18.1 which was below average. And somehow I have 24% fats in my body which was within the normal range. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're a skinny ball of fats!!!"&lt;br /&gt;-chongyee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhh, I like that nickname. :P﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-392685971997952217?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/392685971997952217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-look-like-ginseng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/392685971997952217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/392685971997952217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-look-like-ginseng.html' title='i look like a ginseng!'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TTLt_Nwtz1I/AAAAAAAAEmI/yA0RoIAzlM8/s72-c/DSC06047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-3496686366746360413</id><published>2011-01-14T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:11:07.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>judgement day</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's my interview and I feel nervous already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: God bless me. Please let me pass my interview.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-3496686366746360413?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3496686366746360413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/judgement-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3496686366746360413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/3496686366746360413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/judgement-day.html' title='judgement day'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-8772634590698228555</id><published>2011-01-11T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:53:57.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alfred, teddy and hubby</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Melissa's birthday today at noodle station during lunch. Later on after class, we brought her to Neway for a surprise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The surprise failed pathetically because chongyee had problems understanding the plan. =.= Oh well, we had a great time screaming, shouting, singing, jumping and dancing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot to bring my camera today though. D: I planned to have thousands of camwhore photos with the birthday girl 1 lor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I couldn't camwhore with her, I shall camwhore with my hubby, teddy and alfred. Teeheee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxXyh9zEKI/AAAAAAAAEl0/rc_bllzHgkA/s1600/DSC06035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxXyh9zEKI/AAAAAAAAEl0/rc_bllzHgkA/s400/DSC06035.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teddy, Hubby, Alfred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxYGVT5B1I/AAAAAAAAEl4/ox1coPJ9NIM/s1600/DSC06036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxYGVT5B1I/AAAAAAAAEl4/ox1coPJ9NIM/s400/DSC06036.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teeheee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alfred is my 1st teddy bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got it from Arthur and Leonard for my 15th Birthday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsDGgCpyzI/AAAAAAAAElY/1pE_gubMqpE/s1600/DSC06019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsDGgCpyzI/AAAAAAAAElY/1pE_gubMqpE/s400/DSC06019.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's my hubby acting cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;EPIC FAIL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Make him look damn cute in stead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsD25cBEYI/AAAAAAAAElc/5jorLIq_skE/s1600/DSC06023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsD25cBEYI/AAAAAAAAElc/5jorLIq_skE/s400/DSC06023.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My hubby and I!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So matching right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hur hur!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsGsByaEsI/AAAAAAAAElg/f4XY6tvD_kM/s1600/DSC06030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsGsByaEsI/AAAAAAAAElg/f4XY6tvD_kM/s400/DSC06030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My hubby trying on my bunny ears with the lights on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsOKdZ0mrI/AAAAAAAAElk/AZU-WYOQb3I/s1600/DSC06034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsOKdZ0mrI/AAAAAAAAElk/AZU-WYOQb3I/s400/DSC06034.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;EMO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsePgpDIWI/AAAAAAAAElo/txCGEpjlc8A/s1600/DSC06033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSsePgpDIWI/AAAAAAAAElo/txCGEpjlc8A/s400/DSC06033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cheh wahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My hubby loves to pose so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxU1UordOI/AAAAAAAAElw/cm-dVzpnang/s1600/DSC06031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxU1UordOI/AAAAAAAAElw/cm-dVzpnang/s400/DSC06031.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bunny ears without lights on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxTIsX-P5I/AAAAAAAAEls/48UFHxRyNQU/s1600/DSC06029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxTIsX-P5I/AAAAAAAAEls/48UFHxRyNQU/s400/DSC06029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heheheheheheh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made my hubby blush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxfnA6JWII/AAAAAAAAEl8/_z19wbAJWZU/s1600/DSC06037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxfnA6JWII/AAAAAAAAEl8/_z19wbAJWZU/s400/DSC06037.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Teddy munching on a cupcake!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teddy - From Qinxian and Kiyip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cupcake - From Xuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise I will study chemistry tonight before I sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I PROMISE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-8772634590698228555?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8772634590698228555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/alfred-teddy-and-hubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8772634590698228555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/8772634590698228555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/alfred-teddy-and-hubby.html' title='alfred, teddy and hubby'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSxXyh9zEKI/AAAAAAAAEl0/rc_bllzHgkA/s72-c/DSC06035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-5762143191816345089</id><published>2011-01-09T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T01:11:20.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half a year left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5FissJ_I/AAAAAAAAEjk/btpesd-nir4/s1600/165632_480354533548_656593548_6219795_814127_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5FissJ_I/AAAAAAAAEjk/btpesd-nir4/s400/165632_480354533548_656593548_6219795_814127_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I just came back from langkawi. ): I miss the trip so much that I felt miserable when I woke up today and realised I was in my own room. I feel so lifeless watching the tv in stead of walking by the beach under the sun. 3 days 2 nights was too short. We should have stayed there 1 more night and toured around the main island and maybe, get wasted again LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;1st day&lt;/div&gt;Our flight was at 2.05pm and we met up around 11.30am. Had some confusion with checking-in but it was alright in the end. Wasn't in the mood in the 1st place but once we reached back, I felt the excitement flowing in but still wasn't enough to get all hyped up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5KazAvBI/AAAAAAAAEj0/MU-h6xh1XHw/s1600/169057_480352953548_656593548_6219754_8327128_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5KazAvBI/AAAAAAAAEj0/MU-h6xh1XHw/s400/169057_480352953548_656593548_6219754_8327128_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our lunch at LCCT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TShfRTETiXI/AAAAAAAAEi4/l-3d2e61xhk/s1600/DSC06001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TShfRTETiXI/AAAAAAAAEi4/l-3d2e61xhk/s400/DSC06001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only photo I took with my camera. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Almost everyone brought their camera so I thought mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;was unnecessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5BzgUW1I/AAAAAAAAEjc/e1NmTJ8VlPM/s1600/164798_487917256091_600696091_5839894_3628621_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5BzgUW1I/AAAAAAAAEjc/e1NmTJ8VlPM/s400/164798_487917256091_600696091_5839894_3628621_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just arrived in langkawi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We rented two vans. The 1 I was on went to the hotel 1st to check in and the other went to the jetty to fetch jecksin. As we reached there 1st and got abit impatient of waiting, we went to check out the beach 1st. Hated the hotel room but loved it for it's super near to the beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiRGUIwzLI/AAAAAAAAEk4/X3KservME94/s1600/166639_480353988548_656593548_6219778_2541045_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiRGUIwzLI/AAAAAAAAEk4/X3KservME94/s400/166639_480353988548_656593548_6219778_2541045_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the eagle statue and dinner. After that, we went and shopped for some beers and Chiva's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5AmMi91I/AAAAAAAAEjY/ZHPxFUB11tE/s1600/164497_480355048548_656593548_6219811_5380707_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5AmMi91I/AAAAAAAAEjY/ZHPxFUB11tE/s400/164497_480355048548_656593548_6219811_5380707_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's chongyee posing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiC2fmjy_I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/GxgTF_JtoA0/s1600/165639_480354823548_656593548_6219805_2730968_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiC2fmjy_I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/GxgTF_JtoA0/s400/165639_480354823548_656593548_6219805_2730968_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our table, waiting for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach that night and had some alcohols. For the 1st time in my whole life, I tasted Chiva's and got drunk after 2 cups of mixed Chiva's and coke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_______- Was so hyped up that I threw sand around and giggled non-stop and kept falling down. Chongyee was my biggest victim among all. x] I ended up getting carried back to the room and they had to clean up my vomit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0IjCl3BI/AAAAAAAAEjA/Jhm71WaS0bk/s1600/162735_490789569279_775384279_5673480_6177206_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0IjCl3BI/AAAAAAAAEjA/Jhm71WaS0bk/s400/162735_490789569279_775384279_5673480_6177206_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is me before drunk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0MoxeZGI/AAAAAAAAEjI/EIF7vlbkTAA/s1600/163097_480355313548_656593548_6219821_1749148_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0MoxeZGI/AAAAAAAAEjI/EIF7vlbkTAA/s400/163097_480355313548_656593548_6219821_1749148_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A failed jump photo for zanny and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0Kq65IoI/AAAAAAAAEjE/1_PAiRtjW24/s1600/162984_480355873548_656593548_6219841_7622990_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0Kq65IoI/AAAAAAAAEjE/1_PAiRtjW24/s400/162984_480355873548_656593548_6219841_7622990_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to get hyped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0Q5Z3qSI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/8AJ3CL09ox4/s1600/163787_480356038548_656593548_6219845_4839179_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0Q5Z3qSI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/8AJ3CL09ox4/s400/163787_480356038548_656593548_6219845_4839179_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still hyped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5G-2MuwI/AAAAAAAAEjo/VQM_FkVuI2g/s1600/166540_480355818548_656593548_6219839_5994603_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5G-2MuwI/AAAAAAAAEjo/VQM_FkVuI2g/s400/166540_480355818548_656593548_6219839_5994603_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me drunk, running around giggling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eva at the side, giggling at her own drink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5JP41xHI/AAAAAAAAEjw/JNyAODo0yCM/s1600/168884_480356188548_656593548_6219850_6958002_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5JP41xHI/AAAAAAAAEjw/JNyAODo0yCM/s400/168884_480356188548_656593548_6219850_6958002_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me fell on the sand giggling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0OwD6sSI/AAAAAAAAEjM/9yGAHJLuD8s/s1600/163741_480356243548_656593548_6219852_5834179_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh0OwD6sSI/AAAAAAAAEjM/9yGAHJLuD8s/s400/163741_480356243548_656593548_6219852_5834179_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;John drunk, building a sand castle higher and higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiJTAzg_NI/AAAAAAAAEks/2nY8lwaOp6E/s1600/168820_480356403548_656593548_6219857_7804389_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiJTAzg_NI/AAAAAAAAEks/2nY8lwaOp6E/s400/168820_480356403548_656593548_6219857_7804389_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;John drunk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;collapsed behind my ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day&lt;br /&gt;We went for island hopping! Surpringsly I didn't have any hangover syndrome. Janice and I went for boat paddling. We chose the 1 with solar engine. DAMN CON MONEY I TELL YOU. WE HAD TO PADDLE OURSELVES IN STEAD if not the boat wouldn't move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiCt6c0ZoI/AAAAAAAAEkA/Q0d1woSaAL4/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiCt6c0ZoI/AAAAAAAAEkA/Q0d1woSaAL4/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Us waiting for the 2nd boat for island hopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiCyUWb9PI/AAAAAAAAEkI/igA20ekJF2U/s1600/164784_500462778368_687548368_5962234_2111506_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiCyUWb9PI/AAAAAAAAEkI/igA20ekJF2U/s400/164784_500462778368_687548368_5962234_2111506_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ken, mel, me and chongyee on the boat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that's chongyee soaking wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiJMETWQKI/AAAAAAAAEkg/rFjb5FnGD8M/s1600/168074_487923736091_600696091_5840057_6427061_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiJMETWQKI/AAAAAAAAEkg/rFjb5FnGD8M/s400/168074_487923736091_600696091_5840057_6427061_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Smoking hot girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this beach and had some fun. We had some sand castle competition. We even attacked each other's castles LOL. Back to the beach near our hotel, chongyee, jackson, zanny, melissa, the bear, puva, john, lisha and I went for some water sports. 1st, banana boat, then jet ski. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiCvvn7iLI/AAAAAAAAEkE/9xxJO8E7Pv4/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiCvvn7iLI/AAAAAAAAEkE/9xxJO8E7Pv4/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sexy girls + beautiful beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiLasY16lI/AAAAAAAAEk0/aoDtcRC3UJk/s1600/166596_500465108368_687548368_5962275_2478022_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiLasY16lI/AAAAAAAAEk0/aoDtcRC3UJk/s400/166596_500465108368_687548368_5962275_2478022_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chongyee, me, mel, john&lt;span id="goog_189222389"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_189222390"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JET SKI, especially when I did some sudden extreme turn that almost got mel and I down the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, went to shop for a while then went to the beach again. This time,&amp;nbsp;they banned me from drinking. D: We went to some club, free entrance, named babylon. They played some lousy songs that couldn't get us hyped up at all. Danced a little, then went back to the beach and got amazed by some sparkling blue sand by the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiZo83m9bI/AAAAAAAAElE/N0c5UZuZlS8/s1600/164190_487932281091_600696091_5840223_6686060_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiZo83m9bI/AAAAAAAAElE/N0c5UZuZlS8/s400/164190_487932281091_600696091_5840223_6686060_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the lousy club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day&lt;br /&gt;Went to the waterfall and had lots of photos. I fell when stepped on a slippery stone. D: my new levi's shirt got dirtied!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5EZZ0WWI/AAAAAAAAEjg/5lRu6khS55c/s1600/165279_487914666091_600696091_5839850_6974365_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="375" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5EZZ0WWI/AAAAAAAAEjg/5lRu6khS55c/s400/165279_487914666091_600696091_5839850_6974365_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stunning&amp;nbsp;girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;The 4 of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mel was somewhere else D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiYsohD4kI/AAAAAAAAElA/JJYEoqpIPVw/s1600/163765_487933396091_600696091_5840249_5493647_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiYsohD4kI/AAAAAAAAElA/JJYEoqpIPVw/s400/163765_487933396091_600696091_5840249_5493647_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiDTmk2hKI/AAAAAAAAEkY/zYajB1uW8EY/s1600/166345_480372338548_656593548_6220128_789029_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSiDTmk2hKI/AAAAAAAAEkY/zYajB1uW8EY/s400/166345_480372338548_656593548_6220128_789029_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken when we arrived at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Langkawi Airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost missed our flight. =| On the plane, I suddenly felt like I was having some hangover syndrome. == Yes, after 1 day only the syndrome came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I took the photos from facebook by the way, from mel's, john's, zhenying's, eelynn's and shumei's. An awesome trip! Thanks to chongyee the organiser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Half a year left for us to stay together. ): I feel miserable to even think about what would happen to us after college.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-5762143191816345089?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5762143191816345089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/half-year-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5762143191816345089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/5762143191816345089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/half-year-left.html' title='half a year left...'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSh5FissJ_I/AAAAAAAAEjk/btpesd-nir4/s72-c/165632_480354533548_656593548_6219795_814127_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8051132290697811684.post-4928999294881104099</id><published>2011-01-04T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:10:25.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teehee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSMbT4EwuNI/AAAAAAAAEi0/GWLJ81luaGo/s1600/z35225256.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSMbT4EwuNI/AAAAAAAAEi0/GWLJ81luaGo/s1600/z35225256.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. :D I decided to blog again because I felt like I lost a part of me when I decided to dump this blog. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 4th day of 2011 and I almost lost my life today. I was driving relatively fast and it was rainning. Suddenly I lost control of my car and braking didn't seem to work at all. My car skidded on the slippery road. I almost hit a tree and I turned my car right in time and it continued on a different lane. Thank God there wasn't any any car. I would have got myself killed. =| My sister was so shocked that she couldn't make a sound. Yes, she was&amp;nbsp;in the car as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of what happened I don't feel as excited for tomorrow's class trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reasons, lizards are attracted to my car. D&amp;lt; There was a lizard on&amp;nbsp;the driver's&amp;nbsp;window when I was driving the other day. It freaked me out. THAT LIZARD HAD POLKA DOTS ON ITS BODY. It was staring at me all way through and I had to fight back my tears to complete my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, right after the incident, I found a dead lizard in my car. =.= Killed by whoever closed the door without noticing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew, I can still taste the coughing syrup on my toungue. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8051132290697811684-4928999294881104099?l=carlmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4928999294881104099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4928999294881104099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8051132290697811684/posts/default/4928999294881104099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlmann.blogspot.com/2011/01/d.html' title='teehee'/><author><name>carlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17809860645729684923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5gvVVmnXvQ/TSMbT4EwuNI/AAAAAAAAEi0/GWLJ81luaGo/s72-c/z35225256.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
