<?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-23103555</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:49:53.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought you loved me more than that</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23103555.post-3984253365452973296</id><published>2008-12-16T05:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:06:08.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The paradox of our time</title><content type='html'>Saw this at someone's fb profile and thought it was really interesting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that&lt;br /&gt;we have taller buildings but shorter tempers;&lt;br /&gt;wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;We spend more, but have less;&lt;br /&gt;we buy more, but enjoy less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have bigger houses and smaller families,&lt;br /&gt;more conveniences, but less time;&lt;br /&gt;we have more degrees, but less sense;&lt;br /&gt;more knowledge, but less judgement;&lt;br /&gt;more experts, yet more problems,&lt;br /&gt;more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much,&lt;br /&gt;spend too recklessly, laugh too little,&lt;br /&gt;drive too fast, get too angry,&lt;br /&gt;stay up too late, get up too tired,&lt;br /&gt;read too little, watch TV too much,&lt;br /&gt;and pray too seldom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.&lt;br /&gt;We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;br /&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life,&lt;br /&gt;we've added years to life not life to years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been all the way to the moon and back,&lt;br /&gt;but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;We conquered outer space but not inner space.&lt;br /&gt;We've done larger things, but not better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.&lt;br /&gt;We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;We write more, but learn less.&lt;br /&gt;We plan more, but accomplish less.&lt;br /&gt;We've learned to rush, but not to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We build more computers to hold more information&lt;br /&gt;to produce more copies than ever,&lt;br /&gt;but we communicate less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion;&lt;br /&gt;big men and small character;&lt;br /&gt;steep profits and shallow relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days of two incomes but more divorce,&lt;br /&gt;fancier houses but broken homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,&lt;br /&gt;throw-away morality, one-night stands,&lt;br /&gt;overweight bodies, and pills that do everything&lt;br /&gt;from cheer to quiet, to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom.&lt;br /&gt;A time when technology can bring this letter to you,&lt;br /&gt;and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, spend some time with your loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe,&lt;br /&gt;because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you,&lt;br /&gt;because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say "I Love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it.&lt;br /&gt;A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to hold hands and cherish the moment,&lt;br /&gt;for some day that person will not be there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give time to Love, give time to speak,&lt;br /&gt;give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-3984253365452973296?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3984253365452973296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=3984253365452973296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3984253365452973296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3984253365452973296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2008/12/paradox-of-our-time.html' title='The paradox of our time'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-9019957129759088286</id><published>2008-10-30T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:09:10.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up security guard</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's the problem with the security guard at the mech eng building/tanaka business school. He seriously has an attitude problem. The last time when I was walking into the building, I saw someone get stuck because he didn't tap his card at the card reader. And the security guard was just yelling: You see? How are you supposed to get through if you don't tap your card? Literally SHOUTING he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today when I was walking in, my natural reaction was to tap my card (just to make sure right?). In any case the doors were not revolving or anything and I wasn't sure how it worked so i just tapped my card. Boy was I yelled at this time for tapping my card. He was like: Excuse me, why did you tap your card? And I'm was like what? (3 times because I was thinking DUH you can tell why I tapped the card cause I wanted to get in? Stupid question really. I don't know what's his problem). And finally because I looked so puzzled at his question, he elaborated and asked why did you tap the card? The door is obviously working (or sth to that extent). And then he said sth that pissed me off so bad. He went: That's commen sense man. Do you have no commen sense? And I'm like huh. So I said the last time I saw someone get stuck because someone did not tap the card. And he looked away and went very rudely: (mockingly) Oh the last time the last time... Don't you have commen sense at all? Use your commen sense man! The door's working why do you have to tap your card?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like (rolls eyes) ok I won't do that the next time. (ROLLS EYE) sorry. And I walked away, shaking my head. And he still looked so pompous and happy with himself, looking at me with disdain as though I'm so stupid. Honestly he has a serious attitude problem. I wonder why nobody's complained or done anything about it yet. Screwed up. If I didn't have self restrain or if I wasn't in a rush I would have punched him. Or argued with him. Because I'm pretty sure I will win. All I have to do is to point out that he is obviously angry with something and he is taking it out on me probably because I look small and easy to bully. And probably because of my ethnicity (minority). Don't know who/what pissed him off so bad. But I'm pretty sure it mustn't have been one sole tapping of my card. He was being unreasonable because he thought he had the upperhand and I was easy to bully and push around. Typical beep guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-9019957129759088286?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/9019957129759088286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=9019957129759088286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/9019957129759088286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/9019957129759088286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2008/10/screwed-up-security-guard.html' title='screwed up security guard'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-8112458913261998038</id><published>2008-10-15T07:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:03:03.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in london!</title><content type='html'>hey hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been updating much but anyway... having fun at london, and missing home. I miss the cleanliness in singapore (i mean we don't have to hop over dog poo everyday!) and the high tech shopping malls and the nice smooth floor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't like the feeling of staying in a place with the old vintage look but too much of it can get gloomy at times. I think i really need to get down to doing some of the touristy things to make myself feel happy that I'm in london. Like visit more museums, go on more tours, go visit the cathedrals and abbeys, and palaces.... Love history. Don't know why I chose Medicine now. I feel dread everytime I go for anatomy/dissection class. And I don't even know if it's because i'm not used to the culture here. They drink beer like water. Honestly. Where do their livers go ? And a lot of my friends are already starting to doubt the doctors here (because they lie drunk on the floor outside the bar after our freshers events).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just getting jaded because of school, because I think london is really a great place to be. But now i wish I'm at a more picturesque place. I really wanna go see the stonehenge and bath. :) I think bath will be a fantastic place. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-8112458913261998038?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8112458913261998038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=8112458913261998038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/8112458913261998038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/8112458913261998038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-london.html' title='in london!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-2647013321845412643</id><published>2008-07-10T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:19:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss dance</title><content type='html'>tried doing kicks the other day -- OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time i started to stretch and go back to dance class. to a certain extent, i quite miss my ballet lessons. at least i felt good at the end of it. ballet is the ultimate work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really miss dance pracs at rjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wanna go all out for jazz and lyrical pracs at the dance schools around! and i wanna try lyrical hip hop. i'm so going to prepare myself for school dance activities when i go london. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-2647013321845412643?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2647013321845412643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=2647013321845412643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/2647013321845412643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/2647013321845412643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2008/07/miss-dance.html' title='miss dance'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-3383839580369403988</id><published>2008-02-08T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T02:41:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london</title><content type='html'>yup yup. firstly my flight to london was extremely eventful. My trip was cancelled due to bruillard! haha. and the next flight to paris was booked full. (it didn't help that all flights from paris to london was cancelled due to the BA crash at heathrow airport). so anyway, so many obstacles in the way. therefore I had to travel on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, that meant that I had to skip the interview at king's college. what a pity. i really wanted to get into king's! but sigh. i supposed it was predestined. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed overnight at a local B&amp;amp;B near the airport. It was SO SCARY. the people next door kept banging on the walls and I refused to leave to room except to scour for food at the ground floor. Bought instant pasta. :( Poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the my flight the next day got delayed for an hour. So much for being lucky. I ran out of luck the moment I left Marzan. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, when i reached london, my sis met up with me. the happiest few days of my travel! cause i finally had someone to talk to properly. so i kept chatting with her. and i think she found me too talkative but honestly! it wasn't my fault i was speaking a foreign language for so long. :) fun visiting places with her because she could explain the history of England to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she left I was quite alone but it really was an adventure since I could get lost and find nice food alone. I also went on the Jack the Ripper trail alone! Which is really frightening since it took place at night when all was dark and eerie. It didn't help that I was on my own. haha. But it really was an experience. And I finally understood why the movie was named "From Hell" --&gt; it's a really good movie about Jack the Ripper. some of the facts are skewed tho. but what isn't. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I really hate about travelling alone is the lack of nice photographs with me in it. 90% of my photos are of inanimate objects and scenary. sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a nice video of ducks quacking! :) haha. and swans swimming. :) at hyde park where I got lost before my interview. beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love france, love england. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-3383839580369403988?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3383839580369403988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=3383839580369403988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3383839580369403988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3383839580369403988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2008/02/london.html' title='london'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-1618417428074811580</id><published>2008-01-12T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:07:44.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bretagne</title><content type='html'>Days 1 2 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary! going into the airport alone and boarding and everything. Travelling alone is a scary thought especially when you think about how lousy my french is. heh. Transit at paris was boring. cause i checked in too early and didn't go visit the shops and sat there for 2 boring hours reading TIME. haha. And when i reached Nantes i didn't recognise the guy who picked me up cause he grew a beard. I have issues with that. Anw, he said my french improved since we last met. But he's wrong. it deteriorated. how to improve when I haven't touched french since A levels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY I got my internet connection. Whee! :) but i'm really hogging the place. I'd better stop soon. But anyway, I'm having lots of fun here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is very very very nice and kind. They let me do whatever I want. And since I don't know how to cook basically I just sit there and get served (which is damn bad since I'm not paying but nvm la. :P)  Oh, and the doctor actually lets me sit in during his consultations! So like. I'll sit in a corner and watch while his patients tell him about their symptoms and whatnots. and they're really open they say everything. Maybe it's got to do with the fact that I look foreign and they think i don't understand but i did for most lol. and all the women who came for acupuncture just stripped to their underwear happily. I've already seen a baby with bronchiolitis (had a hard time translating that!) and a female with liver cancer. and also one women who was quite badly burnt and required acu. for pain relief. and another also acu cause she broke a bone in her neck and her nerve is displaced. oh. I've seen 3 babies today and carried one. :D they absolutely love me cause i smile at them and i don't wear a lab coat. sigh. they can't get one labcoat for me. heee.  ang moh babies are really cute. :D the one i carried drooled on me. but he has the most problems. silly parents never take care of him properly. oh and the doc does acupuncture and dien cham and a lot of other traditional stuffs! super coool. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bibi smells funny. and he's so grey. when i put him on top of the blanket, he stands out. and in a bad way. sigh. need to wash him soon! but otherwise we're both having fun. He's loving the cold here. says it's natural. It's a nice 2 degrees here and it's raining. haha. so i can't go out today.  Yesterday! I went out on a petit adventure alone. I walked all the way to another village via an expressway. nearly got killed. they drive at an insane speed of 120km/h here on the expressway. i had to totally siam. hahaha. (actually i walked there cause i got lost and the map they got for me didn't help much) heh. apparently i turned right instead of left and ended up on the expressway and stupid me continued all the way.  and then i went exploring the forest behind the house. belle! :D like really enchanting. except for the smell there was dog poo around. caught a pic of a scarecrow! shall show you next time. they are really innovative. use a garbage bag for everything. but it works since i don't see no crows. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; anw. gtg. they think i'm damn anti social.cause i always use com. :D PS: i saw a brown cow! whee! how now brown cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! Happy birthday to me! at first i felt miserable cause i didn't want to tell them that it's my birthday. But i couldn't resist cause we had cake for dessert! so i said: en fait, c'est mon anniversaire aujourd'hui. (or sth like that. i was mumbling). and they got all excited! 19 yrs old! :D received too kisses. but sadly not from the son. HAHAHA. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, clinic life is still exciting, many different cases today. saw this true Breton who had too much iron in him. face all red and such. but that is BAD. cause too much of anything is bad. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Paul play basketball against a neighbouring village tonight! What a way to spend my ninteenth. :)) I stayed up till midnight yesterday with bibi and we sang me a birthday song. (haha. i'm kidding. But i did stay up till midnight tho. just to feel like its my birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received smses today! I think it's mostly thanks to facebook too. haha. hope these people actually know that i'm in france or else they pay for nothing. a lot of unknown numbers! sigh. after i lost my phone i lost track of everyone's numbers. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. went to soldes the other day in Vannes. That's sales in french. haha. I had a hard time converting from euro to sgd. In the end I just looked for those which are discounted 50% or above. That way I just have to look at the price tag. haha. bought some clothes. but i realised they are quite lousy. but nvm la. buy already. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with a 16 yr old girl today to shop in la Roche Bernard. That's the town nearby. (think: i'm in a village, there's a town nearby and Paris is a city which is also the capital). whee! I'm going to visit the perfume shop and try to buy some stuff since its still the sales in the whole of france.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who love shopping, go France in January for the winter wear (and also summer but they're rare. but if you manage to find some (like I did) they are at an outrageously low price). or June/July for the summer wear. That's for the whole of France. Yes. you got that right. whole of france. so hurry up go Paris in June! heee. for all the branded goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers and XOXO guiyi and bibi (who waves his paws happily in the cold)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-1618417428074811580?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1618417428074811580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=1618417428074811580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/1618417428074811580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/1618417428074811580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2008/01/bretagne.html' title='Bretagne'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-89508808500099894</id><published>2007-12-12T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:25:44.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update!</title><content type='html'>heya. it's me. not like people read my blog? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted that poem to stay a lil longer on the web so i can boast to people about how i can predict a level poems. :)) pssst. tell the j1s to bug me! then i charge them. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. sigh. giving tuition now. i'm really hardworking ok. got worksheets somemore. :D anyhow. the kiddo's really cute. GEP leh. so stressed teaching him. for a sec1 boy, he's really quite smart. I think the mom has issues with my hair....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been putting so much carcinogens on my head! hmmm. need super shampoo to get rid of all that. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrr. siauxi! i've updated already. no grumbles. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-89508808500099894?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/89508808500099894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=89508808500099894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/89508808500099894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/89508808500099894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/12/update.html' title='update!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-2718362260334317058</id><published>2007-08-04T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T20:00:32.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one art</title><content type='html'>One Art&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/7"&gt;Elizabeth Bishop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master;&lt;br /&gt;so many things seem filled with the intent&lt;br /&gt;to be lost that their loss is no disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Lose something every day. Accept the fluster&lt;br /&gt;of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;Then practice losing farther, losing faster:&lt;br /&gt;places, and names, and where it was you meant&lt;br /&gt;to travel. None of these will bring disaster.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or&lt;br /&gt;next-to-last, of three loved houses went.&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,&lt;br /&gt;some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture&lt;br /&gt;I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident&lt;br /&gt;the art of losing's not too hard to master&lt;br /&gt;though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-2718362260334317058?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2718362260334317058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=2718362260334317058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/2718362260334317058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/2718362260334317058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-art.html' title='one art'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-723805763806383598</id><published>2007-07-09T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:45:16.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuk Lun and the God.</title><content type='html'>oh yes. forgot to blog about this. it's really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're just starting on philosophy in gp. and everyone knows (at least a few of us do) that yuk lun thinks that he's God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were supposed to separate into 2 sides: 1 side doesn't believe that God exists and the other does. So yuk lun wanted to walk over to the side that doesn't believe in God and then matthew said: eh wait, you're God what. you exist. and Yuk lun happily said: oh ya hor. and stayed at the God exists side. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on friday we were supposed to talk about world view. (don't ask me about mine, it's rubbish). so i was thinking of what question to choose. and well, since Yuk Lun was sitting next to me i decided to do the question on whether God exists. Things couldn't get more apt than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but anyway, if Yuk Lun is a god, so am i. So he's not a god. cause i'm not. and no arguments here cause i'm always right. there must be a thousand fallacies in this paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. so i've come to the conclusion that Yuk Lun is not a god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my world view is that if you have an ideal being in your mind, one that determines your morals and your values, one that is perfect and without any flaw, then you'll have a God. So i suppose ego people like *ahem* will be their own God. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said. my world view is stupid. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-723805763806383598?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/723805763806383598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=723805763806383598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/723805763806383598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/723805763806383598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/07/yuk-lun-and-god.html' title='Yuk Lun and the God.'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-2720152810436701376</id><published>2007-07-03T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:06:33.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO</title><content type='html'>i just have to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny things i heard today:&lt;br /&gt;1. timo's reason for not considering dentistry as a career option&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i asked styx what house he's from and he replied: condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a lot la. but enough to make me really laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck. chem tomorrow. and bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mom that i'll be jumping off tomorrow (jokin k!) and she was like. ya la. jump off from the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i see my attempt to scare her failed miserably. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-2720152810436701376?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2720152810436701376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=2720152810436701376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/2720152810436701376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/2720152810436701376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/07/boo.html' title='BOO'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-3845136227708196733</id><published>2007-06-29T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T02:32:58.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These things I'll never say</title><content type='html'>Bleagh. i dread next week when we're getting back results. BUT monday's youth day which means we won't be getting maths/chem on monday! yay! one more day to enjoy. we'd better have an outing on that day. i feel life coming back, if only momentarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lousy cause i know i've been such a disappointment. i mean. it's really all my fault. i suppose i didn't study hard enough. and there goes so many opportunities. was whining to my brother and my mom. quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother made this really disgusting video. ok it's disgusting cause he was acting and he was kinda like acting mushy to a girl. :( and you know. grow so old already never see him act like that suddenly all the hairs just stand up. PLUS the last scene was supposed to be a gay scene so it ended with a guy hugging him. according to my brother they NG-ed a lot of times. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise girls are really hypocritical at times. haha. was listening to this song on the way home today and thought: oh my! that's so true. girls will never say that i guess. hahaha. read the lyrics if you're bored. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These things I'll never say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tugging at my hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm pulling at my clothes&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep my cool&lt;br /&gt;I know it shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at my feet&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks are turning red&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for the words inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling nervous&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be so perfect&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth this Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I want to blow you away&lt;br /&gt;Be with you every night&lt;br /&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight?&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to see&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you go down on one knee&lt;br /&gt;Marry me today&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wishing my life away&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't do me any good&lt;br /&gt;It's just a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;What use is it to you, what's on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't comin' out (If it ain't comin' out)&lt;br /&gt;We're not goin' anywhere&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I just tell you that I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm feeling nervous&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be so perfect&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth itYeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I want to blow you away&lt;br /&gt;Be with you every night&lt;br /&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight?&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to see&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you go down on one knee&lt;br /&gt;Marry me today&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wishing my life away(Uh)&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong, with my tongue&lt;br /&gt;These words keep slippin' awayI stutter, I stumble&lt;br /&gt;Like I've got nothin' to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm feeling nervous&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be so perfect'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth itYeah&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wishing my life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I want to blow you away&lt;br /&gt;Be with you every night&lt;br /&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight?&lt;br /&gt;If I could say what I want to see&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you go down on one knee&lt;br /&gt;Marry me today!&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wishing my life away&lt;br /&gt;With these things I'll never say&lt;br /&gt;These things I'll never say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-3845136227708196733?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3845136227708196733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=3845136227708196733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3845136227708196733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3845136227708196733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/these-things-ill-never-say.html' title='These things I&apos;ll never say'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-4710593940444896624</id><published>2007-06-15T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:05:26.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>some people spend their whole lives searching for happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think if you stop trying so hard, you'd find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well. if that makes you happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-4710593940444896624?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4710593940444896624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=4710593940444896624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/4710593940444896624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/4710593940444896624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-5614180017221265385</id><published>2007-06-11T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T01:03:09.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids!</title><content type='html'>went to play with the kids on saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! i'm starting to like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realized i'm strong! :) can carry a few kids at one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muaahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i realized my blog is boring. haha. it's just been me ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love chem, but i hate mugging. how does that sound. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss all the mugging cum gambling sessions during sentio rehearsals. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancers i miss you already. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-5614180017221265385?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5614180017221265385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=5614180017221265385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/5614180017221265385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/5614180017221265385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/kids.html' title='kids!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-3994948647178563309</id><published>2007-06-01T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:41:09.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring holidays</title><content type='html'>holidays are boring. it's just been bibi catching all his "mouses". when i only have 1 toy mouse for him to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's only the first week! was supposed to finish j2 topics for chem by today but fat chance. haha. and i keep watching tv! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, did i mention that ms universe 07 is from japan? super cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aie. i'm addicted. to tv. BOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin is getting married by the end of the year. oh my. i'm starting to feel old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell tomorrow! hai. don't know whether to feel happy, relieved or sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-3994948647178563309?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3994948647178563309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=3994948647178563309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3994948647178563309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3994948647178563309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/boring-holidays.html' title='boring holidays'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-3939544607375145101</id><published>2007-05-30T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:05:22.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendster nonsense</title><content type='html'>friendster sends me strange updates on my friends' lives. like who has added a new photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it strange? that the only updates you get about your friends' lives are about whether they've grown prettier/more handsome/more vain/decided that buildings or structures look better than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to check mine out. it's been rotting there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then all the memories came back. as i read the testimonials, i felt like i was reliving the experience again. i realised that i've forgotten a lot of things that mattered to me. like being a psl (OMG!), cheerleading, taiwan immersion, rg dance, 405/102/french class... woah. esp miss catriona, wei wen, wai yee, wang wan and all the crappy nonsense that happened during french lessons.. the way we always bullied m. yong. hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. it's not like i forgot that i was a psl (how to?). just that i forgot how it felt like to be one. the cheerleading experience (tarbet always doesn't have a radio), the rg dance experience (the squash courts haunted toilets, wearing leotards and jazz pants for dance pracs [can you imagine that happening in rj])..., oh well. what can i say. secondary school days were fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it's all part of growing up. the guiyi today is so different from the one in rg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, although i'm annoyed with friendster for updating me on trivial things in my friends' lives, i'm glad that it has helped me to remember. and to stay connected. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the end of me emo-ing for now. sigh. haven't started studying yet. i'm lagging! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. CTs here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-3939544607375145101?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3939544607375145101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=3939544607375145101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3939544607375145101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/3939544607375145101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/05/friendster-nonsense.html' title='friendster nonsense'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-7303603953015972837</id><published>2007-04-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:21:21.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syf</title><content type='html'>i really must blog about this memorable event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, the night before was crazy. in order to ensure that everyone sleeps at 10.30pm we smsed them 20 mins beforehand to have time check. hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! am very very proud of all the dancers esp the boys, because we really improved a lot from the very beginning, and i'm really happy because we didn't give up, and as ms tan said: "not giving the battle up but fighting with all we've got". :)  think laoshi is also quite happy with all our efforts and the hard work put in. which is why, in the end, the award doesn't matter because the process was much more important. we've showed the team spirit that we possess and persevered through all the dusty and sweaty hall pracs that's all that matters. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the thing that was really funny was what happened at UCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was my brother. he came to support me. and he knows our dance has samsuis so he tried to look for me. and that super intelligent guy was hanging around the group and when i walked back from the toiled he approached me with a look of concern and asked, "sorry excuse me, do you know where is guiyi?" you should see the look on my face. i burst out laughing and started waving and said, "hi ge. ni gao shen me gui". loosely translated: what's wrong with you. hahahaha. and he was so stunned (apparently the samsui costume + make up completely changed my features) he grabbed my shoulders and shook me and said, "what happened to you? what did you do" hahahahhaa! it's really very funny. that look on his face and his actions were priceless. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next funny thing is that we took laoshi's advice seriously. when we went backstage alison was like ok we don't look at the performers so we shall face the wall, away from all distractions. :) whee! so we all faced the wall and emo-ed or marked our steps. and the SA people next to us thought we were crazy cause i think we looked really weird. they kept looking. hahaha. and the funniest part is when the next school came in, i think they thought it was a rule or sth and they all turned and started facing the wall too. it was hilarious. if not for the fact that i was nervous i would have laughed out loud. well i suppose the runners will have a lot to talk about: the trend of facing walls. :D if you were an outsider youwould find the scene really really funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, very happy because mr hodge said our performance was spectacular. :) and that he was proud to be our principal. :) whee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. so all in all, today is a happy day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-7303603953015972837?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7303603953015972837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=7303603953015972837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/7303603953015972837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/7303603953015972837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/04/syf.html' title='syf'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-1384770674401246911</id><published>2007-02-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:03:12.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid timo</title><content type='html'>hmphs. stupid timo has been saying silly stuff, ESP IN THE COUNCIL DIARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is ruined.&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/23103555-1384770674401246911?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1384770674401246911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=1384770674401246911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/1384770674401246911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/1384770674401246911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2007/02/stupid-timo.html' title='stupid timo'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116518062778347737</id><published>2006-12-04T05:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T05:17:07.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRANCE</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! i just came back from france! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stay was so fun, i didn't want to leave. ok. actually not really. Paris wasn't really very attractive because the lessons were... hmmmm. anyway! it feels good speaking english again! altho some random french words will pop up. like "open my &lt;em&gt;valise&lt;/em&gt; will you?" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! don't ask me if i've bought presents for you! cause i haven't! yay! :D hahaha. ok. i'm just joking. you know how heavy chocolates weigh?!?! oh god. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love french food! i put on 1 kg there! :( BOOOO. but after 2 weeks, i started to miss chinese food already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visiting the tourist attractions in Paris was like a marathon! i will never forget the&lt;em&gt; vitesse&lt;/em&gt; in Champs Elysees that night. WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the wonderful &lt;em&gt;medailles&lt;/em&gt; that i collected! :D YES. haha. got xinhui and weiren hooked on it too. :P cheers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss DIJON and the &lt;em&gt;chouettes&lt;/em&gt; already! :( maybe i'll go back to france to study. muahaha. I want to be a bonne bourgignonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, all vehicules in France love reversing. vans, cars, planes, boats.... hmmm. i'm super jetlagged right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people got drunk in france. i shall not say who for their reputation's sake. lol. :P anyway, i think i have increased in the no. of smooth endoplasmic reticulum in my system. :P love french wine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DIJON ET LES GODARTS! :( will update more if i have the time. starting to forget the things that happened already. :( i miss Dijon. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116518062778347737?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116518062778347737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116518062778347737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116518062778347737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116518062778347737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/12/france.html' title='FRANCE'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116377154158480911</id><published>2006-11-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:52:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going off to france!</title><content type='html'>YAY! won't be posting for another 2 weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT THAT YOU ALL WILL MISS ME! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my host family has a guy our age! hope he's hot. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't finished packing yet! AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya btw 3R, the entry on the giraffe is written by yours truely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't miss you guys! don't miss me! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116377154158480911?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116377154158480911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116377154158480911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116377154158480911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116377154158480911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-going-off-to-france.html' title='i&apos;m going off to france!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116281706105291110</id><published>2006-11-06T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:44:21.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love. :)</title><content type='html'>shiwei gave me a flower that day! :) YAY! thank you very much dear! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on it she gave me some quotes that made a lot of sense. :) about love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all who have lost their love one way or another.... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lost love is still love, Eddie. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around the dance floor. But when these senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it." --------&lt;em&gt; "Five people you meet in heaven."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another one for people with broken hearts....:&lt;br /&gt;"As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll fight with your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.&lt;br /&gt;You'll cry because time is passing too fast,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll eventually lose someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take too many pictures,&lt;br /&gt;and laugh too much,&lt;br /&gt;and love like you've never been hurt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because every sixty seconds you spend upset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is a minute of happiness you'll never get back&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like this one. :) thank you shiwei. :) that flower and your note made my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. and to my 2 suspicious cousins out there... i'm NOT attached. so fat chance suspecting. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116281706105291110?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116281706105291110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116281706105291110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116281706105291110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116281706105291110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/11/love.html' title='love. :)'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116214601717503108</id><published>2006-10-30T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:20:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thrashed matthew!</title><content type='html'>i thrashed matthew at reversi!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but currently he's killing me at checkers now. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and melu thrashed me at minesweeper flags! damn! i'm going to win you again melu! you just watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to city harvest sunday service today. exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never knew that it can get so high. only one word to describe: WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my mom, honestly, that's really a refreshing experience. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but got into a row with her again. she thinks i want to convert! but no! i already told her i'm just there to broaden my mindset. :) which i did. hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116214601717503108?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116214601717503108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116214601717503108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116214601717503108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116214601717503108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/thrashed-matthew.html' title='thrashed matthew!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116161839921852133</id><published>2006-10-23T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:46:39.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i look terrible with my short hair tied up! grrrr. haha. timo and matt keep going on about it. :( BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i witnessed the most shocking scene ever. and it was quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! watched a french movie today. best i have seen so far. at least it makes sense! :D bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hooked to msn games! especially minesweeper flags! :D&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116161839921852133?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116161839921852133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116161839921852133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116161839921852133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116161839921852133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-know-i-look-terrible-with-my-short.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116144997760772800</id><published>2006-10-22T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:59:37.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/161181"&gt;http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/161181&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch the animation! damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like my bibi being chased by a rabbit. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116144997760772800?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116144997760772800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116144997760772800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116144997760772800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116144997760772800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116136280186948836</id><published>2006-10-21T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T00:46:41.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm turning into an insufferable b*tch. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get out of it guiyi. -slaps-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe i didn't turn up for school today. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is how silly because laoshi didn't turn up. again. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116136280186948836?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116136280186948836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116136280186948836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116136280186948836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116136280186948836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-turning-into-insufferable-btch.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116127159810561864</id><published>2006-10-19T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:26:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this week...</title><content type='html'>hmmm. if you have talked to me this week, you'll probably find your name below....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week...&lt;br /&gt;my dad went overseas.&lt;br /&gt;my mom is going malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;my sister asked if i was still alive.&lt;br /&gt;my brother called me a muggertoad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melu was upset.&lt;br /&gt;kelly has sore eyes&lt;br /&gt;yuklun forgot that his index number is 3. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;natalie c. talked about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;grace ponned french. :( (GRR!)&lt;br /&gt;angie helped spy to check if crystal got top for maths.&lt;br /&gt;crystal ordered me to do pw. :(&lt;br /&gt;hek ding disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;hwee got annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;xinhui got ignored by nat low during maths lecture.&lt;br /&gt;joshua got irritated with me.&lt;br /&gt;nat low didn't want to sit next to xinhui.&lt;br /&gt;matthew got his hand in a cast.&lt;br /&gt;jiayi ate fruitips.&lt;br /&gt;timo ponned school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siauxi got teased for loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;clemens is a french freak.&lt;br /&gt;genim surprised me by turning up for french. :P&lt;br /&gt;yejie got new specs (i only noticed it this week)&lt;br /&gt;m. chan showed us a thriller that wasn't thrilling. more like enlightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanchee didn't want to drink bubble tea with me.&lt;br /&gt;cynthia stole wanchee and rng from me!&lt;br /&gt;rng took a lift from cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;alison forgot about me. :(&lt;br /&gt;michelle was stressed abt rp&lt;br /&gt;jiahui said i walked like xinqin&lt;br /&gt;pek is less moody&lt;br /&gt;linus is annoyed with friday pracs.&lt;br /&gt;jingyu went for post mortem.&lt;br /&gt;viola had touch rug prac.&lt;br /&gt;rae got fever. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiwei met up with me almost every morning!&lt;br /&gt;qianhua is a grump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i missed you out, it's not because you're unimportant. it's just because i have a bad memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116127159810561864?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116127159810561864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116127159810561864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116127159810561864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116127159810561864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-week.html' title='this week...'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116101605829425147</id><published>2006-10-17T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T00:27:38.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116101605829425147?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116101605829425147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116101605829425147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116101605829425147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116101605829425147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/cheers.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116075666549578371</id><published>2006-10-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:24:25.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wen a girl's 7, you take her to bed, then tell her a story&lt;br /&gt;wen a girl's 17, you tell her a story, then take her to bed&lt;br /&gt;wen a girl's 27, you take her to bed without telling her a story&lt;br /&gt;wen she's 37, you tell her a story to avoid going to bed with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a joke from matthew. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthew's jokes are damn funny. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116075666549578371?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116075666549578371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116075666549578371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116075666549578371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116075666549578371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/wen-girls-7-you-take-her-to-bed-then.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116075409870319505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116075409870319505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/girls-are-all-attention-seekers.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116049102370220059</id><published>2006-10-10T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:37:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry! I've been so moody recently... things haven't been going well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if i suddenly flare up at you, i'm sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to think about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it out of my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a love hate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116049102370220059?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116049102370220059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116049102370220059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116049102370220059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116049102370220059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-sorry-ive-been-so-moody-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-116022455988083463</id><published>2006-10-07T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T20:35:59.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>haha ok. i have received feedback that i sound moody and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guiyi shall feel happy now and blog about her shopping trip! woots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with wanchee. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. first i'd have to admit. both of us have bad dress sense. but then. who cares. we still managed to buy some nice stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went shopping for our open house costumes! haha. first we went to look for white shirts/tanks/razorbacks. then we realized we don't really know what to wear for the top cause we don't have black bottoms anyway. so started looking around for black shorts/pants in j8. so useless! cannot find. singaporeans either really love black bottoms or they just hate them. anyway. we decided to go bugis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought two pairs of gorgeous ear rings! ok. not gorgeous. but really cute. :P so funny. the moment i went to poke the ear rings all the ear rings on the rack fell. didn't know i was so clumsy. :( booooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then continued hunting.... and then we met darrell! hahha. and he told us he was shopping too. :P and we told him we couldn't find anything and he directed us to bugis street. wah so paiseh. we're girls and we're so noob at shopping....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. so we found whatever we want and yay! decided to go home. after walking for a whole 4 hours. ouch. my back is breaking and i feel like i have blisters on my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear. i'm such a terrible shopper. only 4 hours! then want to die already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like all the bling blings!!! :D so cool. can't take my eyes off them. aiya. so vain now me. bling bling... reminds me of chuwen. &lt;em&gt;bling bling!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; miss sec 4 year. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guiyi realized today that she has utterly no sense of direction. :( boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-116022455988083463?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116022455988083463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=116022455988083463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116022455988083463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/116022455988083463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115980707827109257</id><published>2006-10-03T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:37:58.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promos</title><content type='html'>honestly, promos is a huge fiasco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started with GP. which i mugged for and i spotted several topics which included sensorship, gender equality.... and guess what? they all didn't come up. anyway. it's fine cause i always sucked at GP anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then maths paper was totally off. couldn't sleep the night before because was so worried! then our teacher was trying to scare us into studying by saying the paper is quite difficult. ok. maybe it's just me but the paper was quite ok what.  quite tricky, but heck. can pass. other than the fact that i was half asleep when i was doing it.... oh. and i forgot abt the existance of a GC. hmmm. i must be quite significantly blind when i didn't notice it sitting there innocently waiting for me to punch the stupid circle equation in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. at least i managed to draw the damn graph. which isn't saying much as i don't have a compass. see! i was so sure there wouldn't be such a question popping up and sure thing it did. (i brought a compass in for common test it wasn't required you see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. then french in the afternoon was quite a disaster. hohoho. i hardly understood the passage. so i just made up some crappy answers based on my figments of imagination. i was so engrossed making things up, i didn't realize that i forgot to leave some time for the summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right. chem is the worst paper for me. it was an easy paper for chemistry department (always setting notoriously difficult papers) to set. unfortunately, i slept at 3AM the night before. (that's just an excuse by the way) holy cow. i nearly fell asleep at the first question. think i might just flunk section B. spent 40 bloody minutes on sp3 hybridised and chiral centres. well. with luck, i will pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french in the afternoon was quite ok. other than the fact that 1. i wrote out of point. 2. i only had one point. 3. grace and genim did the same question. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french listening on friday was honestly a MYSTERY. i could sense the question marks coming out from my head during the whole freaking exam. i have never made up so many answers in my entire life before. i think monsieur chan will die laughing at my answers. but seeing that i don't even understand what i'm writing, maybe he won't either. oh wells. hope that at least he'll understand. since i'd lose the marks anyway may as well make him laugh in the process and feel a beet happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. and to round off the whole fiasco, we had bio today, which was completely off. firstly, i had succeeded in cramming so much rubbish into my head that i couldn't sift out the right info to answer the questions in time. so while i was taking my time scrawling my answers, i could sense everybody around me scribbling furiously like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. at least i felt smart and relaxed for the moment. until everyone started discussing about the answers and erm. well. i decided to seek refuge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it annoys me the way i always find out abt the stupidest mistakes i make in exams. hmphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back from class bbq, showered and all but can't get the damn smell of chickens off. sigh. :P haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope no one gets food poisoning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115980707827109257?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115980707827109257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115980707827109257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115980707827109257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115980707827109257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/promos.html' title='promos'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115805942765738464</id><published>2006-09-12T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:10:27.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i keep losing things nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially those precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i lost a water bottle and a best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the water bottle meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will not talk about the best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was in a foul mood during chem. doesn't help that i can't remember a single s**t for chem. even though i thought i studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. matthew tried to cheer me up. told me a joke. about matthew timo and yuklun walking in a forest. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the joke worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed. :) haha thanks matthew that cheered me up alot. really. was laughing on my way back cause i saw an old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was one sick joke. doesn't help that yuk and timo was sitting opposite me when you told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my water bottle would apparate in front of me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i live in harry potter's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life is about wishing and not getting ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. my water bottle is a need okay. not a want. :P ahah. unlike hek ding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i would rather you call back and scold me and argue with me. than to ignore me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115805942765738464?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115805942765738464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115805942765738464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115805942765738464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115805942765738464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-keep-losing-things-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115782228922182256</id><published>2006-09-10T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:18:09.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't really been mugging during the hols. mainly doing pw. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;*() now that it's done i don't feel like doing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. it's strange how sometimes when you're upset or troubled you tend to turn to someone you're not very close to and blabber....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last few weeks i've been really really depressed... (must be pmsing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't really talk much to my close friends at first. the funniest thing is, i went to divulge something really strange to someone who isn't really that close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other day, i went to blabber to someone else about the same thing! i mean. i'm not exactly what you'll call tight-lipped. but neither am i a big mouth. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, friends. thank you for hearing me out. i've shown a really morbid side of myself to you. i whined! oh my god. was super whiny super emo and super negative. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so just in case you dont know. i don't usually sound like the way i did in the smses. thanks. friends. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115782228922182256?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115782228922182256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115782228922182256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115782228922182256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115782228922182256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/09/havent-really-been-mugging-during-hols.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115737878564891532</id><published>2006-09-04T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:06:25.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accident</title><content type='html'>accidents do happen.&lt;br /&gt;i slip-&lt;br /&gt;i trip-&lt;br /&gt;i stumble-&lt;br /&gt;i fall-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and usually i don't care at all.&lt;br /&gt;But now i don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Cause i slipped and fell in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115737878564891532?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115737878564891532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115737878564891532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115737878564891532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115737878564891532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/09/accident.html' title='accident'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115625536492472259</id><published>2006-08-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:02:44.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought you loved me more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-strangles myself and bangs head against the wall-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115625536492472259?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115625536492472259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115625536492472259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115625536492472259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115625536492472259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-thought-you-loved-me-more-than-that.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115539066497106541</id><published>2006-08-12T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T21:51:25.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>signs of aging</title><content type='html'>i always thought my mom was aging gracefully. by gracefully i mean i couldn't see any sign of aging. until today. i walked into the room and saw her reading with her reading glasses. which wasn't surprising... until i saw her reading with a magnifying glass in her hands.... hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aieeee... the signs of aging. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115539066497106541?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115539066497106541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115539066497106541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115539066497106541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115539066497106541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/08/signs-of-aging.html' title='signs of aging'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115504090670602161</id><published>2006-08-08T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:41:46.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back</title><content type='html'>hello! i'm back. sigh. so many things due on friday! :( sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promethean ceremony was such a flop. haha. we all didn't know when to bow. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching high school musical now! :) yay! cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we soaring. flying.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115504090670602161?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115504090670602161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115504090670602161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115504090670602161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115504090670602161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115140193732796989</id><published>2006-06-27T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:52:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eew</title><content type='html'>hmmmm. chem is a disaster. i have never tikamed so much before in my life for a test. the last ten minutes was like. WOW.  -looks at mcq. blank! aiya nvm la. tikam!- for 15 marks and i tikamed. hohoho. :) cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means. i won't slog for any subjects anymore. because i slogged so much for chem. and look what happens! so i shall slack till end of cts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! see you when i fail!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115140193732796989?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115140193732796989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115140193732796989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115140193732796989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115140193732796989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/06/eew.html' title='eew'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-115035511934475211</id><published>2006-06-15T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:05:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes!</title><content type='html'>my blogger page is in chinese. gulps. traditional chinese somemore. the endangered kind you'll only see in hongkong and taiwan. and ancient texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw! what am i talking abt. hmmm. quotes again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carol: "we are only as strong as the weakest person" such wisdom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i can't remember who): "more haste more waste!" hahaha. during the amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timo: chiobu! (in that ah pek voice: i'm nice ok. i said ah pek only.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desmond: "bian tai....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanchee: "pervert!" (you and desmond shld be best friends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm busy mugging. ok fine. that's half correct. i'm busy. yes. but not mugging. hahaha. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-115035511934475211?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115035511934475211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=115035511934475211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115035511934475211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/115035511934475211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/06/quotes.html' title='quotes!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114968417735296159</id><published>2006-06-07T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:42:57.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes of the month</title><content type='html'>shawn tan: "i'm so sure....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zi teng: "alright! it's back to the sh*t hole!", "awww! i'm in a cesspool!" nice tent. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuklun: "strangers are the people who aren't strange. its such a funny world." hahaha. long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayi, timo and matt: "E6! E6!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "ooi!" i think i said that three million times today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. nice quotes to help me remember things by. :) cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114968417735296159?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114968417735296159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114968417735296159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114968417735296159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114968417735296159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/06/quotes-of-month.html' title='quotes of the month'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114814001343377229</id><published>2006-05-20T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:46:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spectacles</title><content type='html'>i think i know why i like wearing specs. it's because i can hide behind it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114814001343377229?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114814001343377229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114814001343377229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114814001343377229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114814001343377229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/05/spectacles.html' title='spectacles'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114648777520028432</id><published>2006-05-01T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:49:35.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance dance dance</title><content type='html'>dance dance dance! the past few weeks have all been about dance. danced till eight every night, danced till i can't do anything cause i'm so tired. haven't touched my tutorials, not a single revision for SPA and maths (stop sniggering) and yes. i think i'm going to fail (NOW. stop sniggering please). i have no idea on what's going on in the maths tutorial. have to resort to asking matt abt every single question. can't even act smart for once. then when the stupid class quiz came back i knew i'm going to fail maths for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't help that SPA is on wednesday. hello. i don't know a thing abt plant physio. hmmm. maybe i should turn into a plant. that would make life much easier. and shorter at that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i dont want to end up in someone's /some animal's stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. lets get back to the healthy individual-- me. suicidal thoughts abt being a plant, no. yuck. i'd rather die than be a plant. wait. i'm digressing. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. the point is. why am i still blogging when i haven't done the tonne of things mentioned up there? i think it's cause at least blogging keeps me awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been eating like a cow these few weeks. spent a total of $5o on food alone in a week. oh my. -pokes flabby belly- that's bad. :( yuck. my figure looks like a washing board. nonono. that's bad. hmmmm. i need a waist! bleagh. dance nite is on friday. it'd be miraculous if i suddenly acquire a good bod by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm suddenly stuck on the meiji choc! i know. i hate choc. but this one is different. it's choc coated  fruit gummy. yum yum. i'm gaining weight! NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll be glad when dance night's over. but life would be so empty after that. would miss xinqin and beatrice, and everyone in their dance very much. the last minute stress bonds. really. aie... really would miss suaning them. :( heh. and oh no! tomorrow's their last practice.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i heard abt yesterday's outing.... eeeks. matt nearly became a lightbulb for two couples ahahah. okok. i'm joking. don't spam me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it surprises me that pink can be a qing lu zhuang. :P hope you guys enjoyed your time together. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114648777520028432?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114648777520028432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114648777520028432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114648777520028432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114648777520028432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/05/dance-dance-dance.html' title='dance dance dance'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114572125636664821</id><published>2006-04-22T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:54:16.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angsty cow</title><content type='html'>hahaha. ok. surprisingly, no, i'm not angsty today. :D i'm so happy this morning!!! :) heh. then afternoon prac was fun. cause a lot of people didn't come and therefore i was basically slacking. oops. yup. falling in love with xinqin's and beatrice's dance! actually the new dance is more fitting. :) and the music grows on you. really. :) yup. so! conclusion: their dance is nice :) heh. downloading the dance video for that music now... 97%.. it's a dance to german song! the title of the song is "last day". in german of course. timo! what's last day in german? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100%! download complete. shall go watch now. ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114572125636664821?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114572125636664821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114572125636664821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114572125636664821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114572125636664821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/angsty-cow.html' title='angsty cow'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114563138178347847</id><published>2006-04-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:56:21.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f*ck you</title><content type='html'>actually i also don't want to. YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry i slammed my handphone onto my table.  WHAT'S THE USE OF APOLOGIZING IF YOU KEEP REPEATING IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am one angsty girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114563138178347847?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114563138178347847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114563138178347847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114563138178347847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114563138178347847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/fck-you.html' title='f*ck you'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114528451849331483</id><published>2006-04-17T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:35:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one hell of a day</title><content type='html'>it's one hell of a day today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! CHEER UP GUYS! esp jiayi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace had a  graceful moment in french class today... hahaha. damn funny! :) i just can't get over it.... it was just so.... sudden and unexpected! ahahah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleagh. i'm so gonna fail chem spa la. don't understand gases at all.....&lt;br /&gt;just remembered about maths lecture test. hmmmm. and yuklun says there's gp essay test at the end of the week! not to mention PI! crap. i'm so dead la. erps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel quite cheated for 2.4 today. might not even get A lor. erps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i've been drinking too much coke. i'm going to get mega diabetes and die! die! sigh. that's if i don't get killed by the teachers. first. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's still upset abt it. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114528451849331483?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114528451849331483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114528451849331483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114528451849331483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114528451849331483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-hell-of-day.html' title='one hell of a day'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114484585784443915</id><published>2006-04-12T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:44:17.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleagh</title><content type='html'>dance preview was bad today. what the hell? got stage fright. erps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back aches like crazy. and my ankle is giving way. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanchee i'm not pervert k. you're the one who thrust yourself towards me. hmphs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114484585784443915?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114484585784443915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114484585784443915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114484585784443915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114484585784443915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/bleagh_12.html' title='bleagh'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114476450414559960</id><published>2006-04-11T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:08:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleagh</title><content type='html'>sheeesh. have to try to do my CPE. which was due two weeks ago. then also have this whole tonne of french homework to do.... i dont even want to check the workload la. school is killing me. plus! PI is due next week. and i haven't even thought of an idea yet! what the hell. i'm so dead la. i think i'll screw up my whole PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erps. i don't really feel like talking these few days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114476450414559960?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114476450414559960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114476450414559960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114476450414559960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114476450414559960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/bleagh.html' title='bleagh'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114455805674142189</id><published>2006-04-09T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T12:47:36.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures!</title><content type='html'>ok! these few days were quite depressing for all of us. but hey. i think it's just a phase so yes! we will conquer it! :) -nods head- no point brooding over it and not doing anything right? so take action everyone! form the sigma bonds! :) timo: whatever you believed in, still believe in it ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yay! i've finally figured out how to upload pictures from my phone. damn nooooob la. but who cares. ;) heh. why am i so happy today?!?!? hmmmmmmmmmmmm. cause there's no school tomorrow! wooohoooo! no pw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/06-04-06_1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/06-04-06_1223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to people's association to collect our costumes for opening ceremony! check it out. can't remember who suddenly bounced onto the carpet without seeing that sign. hoho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/05-04-06_2327.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/05-04-06_2327.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like how apt la. :) it's purple. and has a cow on it. :) anyway! my mom is chasing me away from the com. :( got so many more funky photos! :( next up! photo of timo looking silly. heh. stop trying to look like someone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114455805674142189?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114455805674142189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114455805674142189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114455805674142189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114455805674142189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/pictures.html' title='pictures!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114440680961336173</id><published>2006-04-07T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:46:49.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cowFRIEND</title><content type='html'>yo! i just met the orgininal cow! the one who gave me the inspiration for cowFRIEND! yes people! guiyi the cowFRIEND met the cow today! hahah. :) awww. saw her at clementi interchange. how cool is that? :) cheers. she recognized my back view i think. and then she called me. but she was already going to get on the bus so we couldn't talk much. she said: lets talk on msn! what's your email? and i replied with a grin: cowfriend89! haha. she was quite surprised. STILL? she said. haha. :) wonder how all my primary school classmates are now. awwww. miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're so old already! i used to dream about jc life, about how it'd be like to grow up. i couldn't wait. now, i'm at jc, and looking back, i dread not enjoying my childhood. not playing as much as i should have. i was always mugging.... now. i dread adulthood. i don't want to grow up!!!! ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary school was so carefree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114440680961336173?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114440680961336173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114440680961336173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;today's school was great. because there was no school for me. makes sense? hahaha. :) was busy enjoying food and getting squashed at the back of the car (5 of us at the back) while our class went through the usual process of lt 4, 3, A45, 2. muahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rehearsals damn slack. it's only one minute mah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that i'm really quite a bad dancer. so stiff, cmi, and then. i always just fling my arms and legs around. like stick like that. wait. i'm not stick. like BRANCH like that. when i saw myself in the preview video. i was like. great. i'm such a terrible dancer. my actions don't flow at all la! sigh. crap. my standard stinks. and it doesn't help that i'll have to watch all those videos. just feel that it's so out of reach, so demoralizing. haiz. i'm trying so hard! i guess i just really lack that stupid gene. see la. nature vs nurture. and nature prevails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114433348847366789?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114433348847366789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114433348847366789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114433348847366789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114433348847366789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/phew.html' title='phew'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114431971988501828</id><published>2006-04-06T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T18:35:19.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's all my fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114431971988501828?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114431971988501828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114431971988501828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114431971988501828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114431971988501828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-all-my-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114425712386663965</id><published>2006-04-06T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:14:47.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one hell of a lousy day.</title><content type='html'>today. is. just. lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lousy that i didn't go for french. cause i knew it'd just make it worse. all that useless whining. it just gets on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there. i love you. you're the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad i get to skip school tomorrow. altho i'll still be in school. at least i don't have to sit through the lectures. cant stand it any longer. bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way jc has changed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114425712386663965?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114425712386663965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114425712386663965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114425712386663965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114425712386663965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-hell-of-lousy-day.html' title='one hell of a lousy day.'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114415678326913937</id><published>2006-04-04T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:32:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funkypants</title><content type='html'>muahaha. just came back from xinqin's dance. :) heh. wearing funkypants! how cool is that. i'm like. setting the latest dance fashion trend la! muahaha. here goes....&lt;br /&gt;normal people wear normal lengt&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/pants%20short.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h pants to dance. like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/pants%20short.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/pants%20short.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, being the joker and the bugger that i am for long stuff, i have tonnes of ultra long pants. and when xinqin smsed us to bring &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; pants for dance prac, i knew what to do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/pants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; perfect. in case you don't know. the white area is actually my shirt. and yes. the pants was WAY above my waist. lala. i was so proud of myself. was boasting to xinqin that i did what she requested for! i got LONG pants. like really long. :) heh. and in case you need a comparison....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/pants.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/pants%20short.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/pants%20short.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. how beautiful. :) i like my long pants. cheers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;matt and yuklun approach... i let out either a huge yell or shriek when i see the approaching figures... oh no!!! it's coming again! i cower in a corner, whimpering and shivering.... unsure of what to do..... ahhh! help me!!!! and no. the pleading did not work... i say the wrong word. i said i didn't pine for them! oh no! i was surrounded.... and ahhh! no! i'm squashed by the both of them again. the big bullies. hmphs. haha. magic word: yes to all their questions. muahaha. then they'll avoid me cause they'll think that i have a crush on them or something. hohoho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114415678326913937?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114415678326913937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114415678326913937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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AH! then he was so nice. even asked kelly to tell me to see him so that he can explain. :) love him man. :D yay. and he was so nice abt it. told me to learn from my mistake and all. :D yay. haha. should go moo him more. :) he deserves it. ;) ok. maybe not. my mooing skills are too lousy for him... lalala. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and grace did something graceful today on the bus. oh my gosh. can't believe it happened! ahhh! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio test sucked big time. at least it was looloo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's nice sitting next to matt during maths. cause he tries very hard to explain maths to me! altho my questions are ultra easy (think: maths tutorial basic question 1) but oh well. :) he was patient. and yuk lun too actually. altho i think he can't stand me (he was sitting down you see). sorry that was lame.  yeah. but he was nice enuff to help me with the money. hoho. the moment he asked everyone was like shuffling to pay me la! so cool. heh. next time got sth to collect just ask him to holler. :) and both of them are equally intimidating in terms of intelligence! help! i feel so stupid sitting there. :( seriously, i think you guys prefer to not sit next to me. so! alamak! next time go sit next to timo or sth! don't force yourself le. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck there's chem prac tomorrow. bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to kill channel five la. they screwed up the music for so you think you can dance. :( so annoying! and it happened to screw up at nicholas and melody(is it melody?). the winners la. crap. so the whole dance looked really weird and sucky cause it just didn't fit the music at all.  but it's ok. there's still the technique. but crap! without the music the choreography just looks super duper lousy. bleagh. screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aie! it's really hard getting the style of the different dances. i'm still guiyi in girls hip hop, erised, siren and laoshi's. i'm not supposed to be me! grrrrr. just get the style right and stop putting my own in! it's getting really annoying. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114407236469517692?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114407236469517692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114407236469517692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114407236469517692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114407236469517692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-dearest-looloo.html' title='my dearest looloo'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114380314616718130</id><published>2006-03-31T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:05:46.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalla</title><content type='html'>today was a traumatic day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started from the fact that i had to collect chem tys. got grumpy cause i had to withdraw money ($600 k. no play play) and i couldn't find the strong people (read: guys) to help me take the books. so had to ask other people. not that they're weak, just that i'm a bit grumpy abt carrying books. haha. but oh well. in the end i carried the least. oooops. :P feel quite bad. after all, shimin they all offered to help. hwee was the best. she carried the heaviest stack. hoho. :) must be archery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw! then the bunch of them were cuddling around whispering something. so suspicious looking. and they stopped talking when i approached. so naturally i thought that they all hate me! :( and that they were talking abt me! (that part i was correct k) haha. so i got paranoid and walked away. :( boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lift: they kept giving me strange looks (timo you're the most guilty one of them all) all the way from the lift to the classroom too...... and whispering (jiayi and kelly i saw that. hmphs.) and the best: i asked grace, "grace! are they talking about me?" and she replied, "no la don't worry." !!!! haha. then we walked into the classroom and then disaster struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i followed grace and jiayi innocently into the classroom. "lets sit at the back row!" they said. so i happily walked there.... and then kelly suddenly said, "jiayi! come sit next to me" and jiayi turned and so out of curiousity i turned around to see what's happening. then! to my horror, when i turned back, matthew was already standing next to me and so i saw it coming.... and yes! chan yuk lun had positioned himself directly on the other side of me! (it all happened in a sec) to play that prank! :( so obviously my first reaction was to yell and scream. i mean. you would if you were me too right? right. because i knew was going to come next. those two idiots started to hug me. i repeat: started. haha. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i was so shocked la. i couldn't stop screaming. and being the strong (ahem) guys that they are, i couldn't escape.  well. at least they didn't really hug or i'd have fainted from shock. hoho. :P bleagh. stupid matt still pushed me on the chair. !#^*%$&amp;**(^&amp;amp;*(()) so scary. like there are two bouncers standing next to me. i felt like a trapped animal so i had to sit down meekly and be at their mercy. and to prove their point that they don't hate me they kept inching closer. i swear it makes me feel uneasy. heh. esp when ET and june tan are so jealous la! haha. so i had to endure the entire gp and maths lesson sitting next to them. which was actually quite funny cause it's fun watching yuklun and matt argue over stuff. like maths. and listening to them talk cock also. haha. i felt stupid tho. they are so smart la. bleagh. but they are still scary..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these just to show that they don't hate me. :) heh. but i think they'll hate me after today. :( i didn't turn up for dorm. :( alamak. next time schedule it beforehand so i have a few days to sulk and argue with my mom. :) then she'll let me go! :) yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't i sound happy today? i swear it's cause suddenly i felt loved. :) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya! that stupid jiayi. never remind me to go to the toilet today after maths! :( how could i have missed it. stupid ET. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you sure you people don't hate me? don't bluff me k. :( i'd be so heartbroken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114380314616718130?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114380314616718130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114380314616718130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114380314616718130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114380314616718130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/lalla.html' title='lalla'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114364768001735448</id><published>2006-03-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:54:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aie! just happened to remember this comment i made to jiayi: i have a long list of what i look for in my boyfriend k! haha. first up! must be romantic! haah. and then follows  a long list of crappy things. heh. like must be quite dao to others but nice to me. i'm one morbid person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be truthful. stop telling me that you don't dislike me. stop trying very hard to act friendly with me if you don't even want to. everyone knows/can see that you dislike me. and please. don't stare/roll your eyes. especially not with your friends you! you think i can't see it? is it really fun gossiping abt how weird/stupid/bimbotic/gay/spoilt someone is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know. my conscience is seriously gone. i'm going to zip up from now on. -zip-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops. ranting again. bleagh. and the above is directed to quite a lot of people (combination k. don't think it's just for one select group. cause you're wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound quite angsty now. i think i know why. can you people stop talking to me in that "i think you're stupid and bimbotic" tone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114364768001735448?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114364768001735448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114364768001735448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114364768001735448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114364768001735448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/hand.html' title='hand.'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114346908287837922</id><published>2006-03-27T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:18:02.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought you loved me more than that</title><content type='html'>aie. the world hates me. seriously la. nobody. i mean NOBODY. takes the initiative to talk to me. i suddenly feel that i'm imposing on them. like. they feel obliged to talk to me cause i started the convo firsti should just shut up and not say anything from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french today was totally screwed. i mean. i had an answer ready. but i was too freaked to answer properly. in the end all i managed was: je suis perdue. i'm lost. erps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m. chan hates me. sigh. i must be the lousiest student ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cannot hold a conversation well with some people. when we're in a group i can just talk and talk. but individually i get tongue tied. what's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought doing a good deed everyday would make me happier. sigh. what a fool. i'm still not any happier than i was before. anyway. stupid of me. doing a good deed is to make other people happy right? but seeing people smile makes me feel happier. that's what's motivating me i guess. sigh. i sound so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning into a bloody bitch. BLOODY. i used to look at some people and think: "hey! they think they're so popular, but actually they're all so pretentious." am i becoming like that too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love every single one of the moo-ers. i just realized that. they're just like family to me. moo-ers i don't wanna change into someone i don't wanna be. heeeelp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. was talking to jiayi today. i wanna take up latin..... but i need a partner. erps. -___-" i think i shall just partner the teacher. :D how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance makes me happy. yet, my standard is dropping. i'll never become as good a dancer as my sister. not even half of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing makes me happy. at least i can forget everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114346908287837922?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23103555.post-114338966636447912</id><published>2006-03-27T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:14:26.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kbox</title><content type='html'>it's the wildest night ever. seriously la! i didn't obey my curfew! erps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. watever lor. mom didn't call today. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timo and yuklun can sing! my gosh. haha. can't wait for matt to start singing too. hoho. kbox is fun la. fourteen dollars is worth it just to see yuklun sing his heart out. -ahem- timo got damn sian in the end. :( booo. didn't manage to really catch his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny the way we all could turn up in such a short notice. seriously la. suddenly in the afternoon timo just smsed. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly's singing melts my heart. woooo..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw it coming. but couldn't be bothered to prepare for it. see la. and it's too late to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aie! totally forgot abt school la. sigh. next time we should do it on a saturday or sth. haha. :) fun! and kelly suggested ice skating! yay! haha. then we can see each other fall in a very unglam way. haha. yes yuklun and jiayi. i'm talking abt both of you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114338966636447912?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114338966636447912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114338966636447912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to face the oncoming storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey. it didn't come. damn it. haha. was looking forward to the mooing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does get a bit too wet sometimes. how did you manage to do it james? do the steroids help? maybe it speeds up the process....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe some person actually said that a lot of people love the rain. i mean. the &lt;em&gt;a lot of people&lt;/em&gt; definitely does not include us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange. in the minority. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was eating lunch in school today. sad i know. but yes. i have no life. but when i was talking, i suddenly saw a speck of saliva fly out. gross i know. but i couldn't stop laughing after that. it was too funny. i suddenly thought of HIM. and my world just lit up. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to write this on my blog to show matt and yuki: the &lt;strong&gt;world hates me.&lt;/strong&gt; :( really. nobody likes me. they're all just being nice to me even tho they all don't like me. all just being nice. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. i really get the feeling that they don't like me. :( as in. i get the feeling that a lot of people don't like me. sometimes i should just keep my mouth shut and not be kpo. see la michelle. all your fault la. now she hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. back to the rain. was quite happy that it didn't come tho. even tho i was so prepared for it. but well. i shall remember to bring the raingear again every tuesday and wednesday. just in case you know. can just whip it out anytime. oh yes. and everytime i end up going to j8 with matt in the vicinity, i must clutch on to the damn umbrella. even a slight drizzle can pour in torrents when you're not careful. and when michelle's mooing skills are too lousy. try harder* michelle. in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle stop mooing the damn rainman. he keeps "forecasting" the rain whenever you're around. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this entry is very dirty i must say. but still. i'm still bearing a grudge against the rainman for brewing a storm whenever it's not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ranting. i should go now. i just realized that my poncho has a hole. no. i must go buy a new one. every area has to be protected. the power of the rain is too strong. it can even &lt;em&gt;penetrate &lt;/em&gt;the plastic la. how strong is that. oh. and corrosive too. eew. my beautiful skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i should go get a jacket too. for the extra protective underneath my poncho and raincoat. triple layer protection. after all, acid rain is really bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114330559181581320?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114330559181581320/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23103555.post-114303511626788184</id><published>2006-03-22T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:45:19.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eeeks</title><content type='html'>alamak. can't believe what i did today during break. so embarassed now! :( what's wrong with me. it was just a freakin test la. wah lao. not like i never fail before?!?!?! oh my gosh. i must be out of my mind. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayi! :) you're such a darling! :) thanks dear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! matthew is such a jinx. i always get drenched whenever he's around! grrrrrr. hhaha. thanks timo for the shirt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're getting too loaded with steroids. stop it people. we're just gonna end up grunting at each other. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the rainman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114303511626788184?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114303511626788184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114303511626788184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114303511626788184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114303511626788184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/eeeks.html' title='eeeks'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114259189179538805</id><published>2006-03-17T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:38:11.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikan kekek</title><content type='html'>we're singing this song for laoshi's dance! it's damn cool! haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikan Kekek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikan kekek mak ilui-ilui&lt;br /&gt;Ikan gelama mak ilai-ilai&lt;br /&gt;Nanti adik mak ilui-ilui&lt;br /&gt;Pulang sama mak ilai-ilai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenang-tenang air di laut&lt;br /&gt;Sampan golek mudik ke tanjung&lt;br /&gt;Hati terkenang mulut tersebut&lt;br /&gt;Budi yang baik rasa dijunjung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikan kekek mak ilui-ilui&lt;br /&gt;Ikan gelama mak ilai-ilai&lt;br /&gt;Nanti adik mak ilui-ilui&lt;br /&gt;Pulang sama mak ilai-ilai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114259189179538805?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114259189179538805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114259189179538805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114259189179538805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114259189179538805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/ikan-kekek.html' title='ikan kekek'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114225789942347870</id><published>2006-03-13T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:51:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/1600/IMGP0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7516/2360/320/IMGP0907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when GP gets boring... we need to unwind. so here goes! a photo of us going crazy. the story line is this. apparently i died and they were shedding crocodile tears. then! miraculously i was revived. (think: romeo and juliet. hahaha.) and then they were damn shocked. so here's the award winning photo of us fakers. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114225789942347870?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114225789942347870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114225789942347870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114225789942347870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114225789942347870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114222202152811190</id><published>2006-03-13T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:53:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bibi~</title><content type='html'>ok guys! this post abt bibi is purely innocent. don't go and xiang wai wai. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! bibi's got a new christian name! he's called MEOvin! hahaha. so cute right. :) yay. cheers! :D hahaha. he's so excited about it! :) he keeps going: &lt;em&gt;meow!&lt;/em&gt; haha. :) yupp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! dance camp was fun! :) i actually wanted to bring my bibi along... but then! i thought of what my classmates would do to him and i decided against it. and it's a good decision anyway. the classroom floor was so dirty... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. back to the camp. it was great cause i got to swooon over sth.... with jiayi! :)  innocent steps is a great movie! but the romance part was so slow.... -yawns- haha. the latin dance part was like... WOW! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeks. wanna go studio wu for dance classes leh. but hell. i can't afford to pay the 10 classes promotion. :( boo. no time to go for so many. bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we going to have a class outing? we can revise chem together. haha. you know. bonding. hahahah. ok sorry that was lame. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114222202152811190?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114222202152811190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114222202152811190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114222202152811190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114222202152811190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/bibi_13.html' title='bibi~'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114182514665916029</id><published>2006-03-08T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:39:06.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S03R</title><content type='html'>muahaha. i'm starting to like our class alot! haha. :) the addition of six new members (girls. muahaha) has made the class more happening. plus the fact that obvious bonding is taking place! (nods head appreciatively). i must be more enthu abt this. :) cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the new classmates! :) they all look fun. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to clarify. i thought that she was funny and cute. and a bit morbid yes. but i guess it's cause it's really amusing listening to her. but hey! i like her and i have nothing against her k! :) just thought the whole prac thing was a bit funny that's all. i should be nice to her. after all, i think she's a nicer person than i am. so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm slowly losing my conscience. grrrr. haha. jiayi and her steroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sifting throught the orientation photos! and the ego me decided to fool around with the image button on blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pictures can't be uploaded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRR! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114182514665916029?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114182514665916029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114182514665916029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114182514665916029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114182514665916029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/s03r.html' title='S03R'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114156566950012546</id><published>2006-03-05T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:34:29.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bibi!</title><content type='html'>recently, a few of my friends described my bibi as a bear. :( and he was very affected by it. today, i saw him clutching on tightly to his tail, refusing to let go. so i asked him: bibi! why are you holding on to your tail so tightly? and my poor bibi replied: to prove that bibi's a cat! not a bear! :( &lt;em&gt;meow! &lt;/em&gt;my poor bibi. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yes. so bibi's a cat! and specifically, a white siberian tiger. meow! :D bibi's so cute! :) yay. cheers. and loo loo feels so neglected. haha. but it's ok. cause i gush over him every bio lesson! haha. so hot! :D cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114156566950012546?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114156566950012546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114156566950012546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114156566950012546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114156566950012546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/bibi.html' title='bibi!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114151946384825375</id><published>2006-03-05T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T08:44:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOsage</title><content type='html'>heya jiayi! wanchee taught me a technique on how to massage your thighs! muahahah. i shall try it on you. try not to yell too loudly. :) cheers. it IS a MOOsage after all. hey! it has the same spelling as MOOsage (as in. message). haha. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! pe pt is a killer. like. seriously. my thighs ache like mad la! couldn't even walk properly on saturday. haha. and whenever laoshi told us to do something, it'll always be followed by groans from me. i think xinqin was exasperated cause i was complaining like mad. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a description of laoshi's dance: first you see weird groups of people running out holding clogs (yes. clogs) then someone puts the clogs on and does a weird movement. everyone stops and stares. then they start putting on the clogs and do the exact same movement. this continues until everyone does the same step for 8 times. and then! everyone erupts into laughter and spasms and shuffle to their places. !!!!! what the?!?! this dance is unique man. especially the laughing part. hahah. and the clogs. which reminds me. clogs only have ONE size. so if you're a girl and your feet size is larger than the norm. then too bad for you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinqin's dance! i'm in the sad group! why am i in the sad group! i don't want to be sad! -wails and throws a tantrum- ok. that just proves that i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; be in the sad group. haha. but seriously. i was hoping that i'll be in the happy group. cause i'm always happy! don't you think?!?!? :D -blinks innocently-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114151946384825375?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114151946384825375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114151946384825375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114151946384825375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114151946384825375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/moosage.html' title='MOOsage'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114140180952465027</id><published>2006-03-03T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:14:02.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moomoo</title><content type='html'>Hi toffa! :) for a moment i thought you were toffee. you know. bibi's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. whenever i see jiayi's nick i feel like laughing. are YOU a cowfriend? haah. ooi. me me me! i'm a cowfriend! haha. i have a moo moo step! :) haha. came up with it during girls' hip hop that day! but wait. don't get the wrong idea. none of the moves in girls' hip hop is like that. i was just feeling terribly bored... :) cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeks. realized that a lot of people don't like rafflesians. but yes. according to timo, it is true that some of us have high iq and low eq. (i'm currently suffering from low eq syndromes. but hey. count me out of the high iq part. :)). but what jiayi said was a consolation: but most of us are actually quite nice what! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. was just thinking of the perfect way to commit suicide during break just now. along with kelly and jiayi. we came up with several methods. lets see... kelly says: just rip off the arteries and veins in your wrist! rate of blood flowing out would increase. guiyi says: but it's so slow! just cut the fleshy artery on your neck. instant effect. jiayi: we should protest against something! cut your wrist and run 2.4! then we'll die and they'll scrap 2.4 forever! [fat hope -__-"] how noble jiayi. and all these cause we had to run 2k for pe. and then do weirdo jumps. just for napfa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually. i think we should jump off the overhead bridge near rj. like. seriously. i mean. if yo don't die by breaking a neck, at least you'll die by being run down by a car after the jump. craaack. very effective method, but not exactly very glam tho. haha. cheers. i mean. boo. currently feeling suicidal. :) cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114140180952465027?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114140180952465027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114140180952465027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114140180952465027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114140180952465027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/moomoo.html' title='moomoo'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114131699501819556</id><published>2006-03-03T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T00:29:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese</title><content type='html'>my god. timo solved the chinese thing. it means, and i quote: when beauty congregates together, flowers will appear, which means.. beauty brings about more beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helpp.... the chinese pros la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114131699501819556?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114131699501819556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114131699501819556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114131699501819556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114131699501819556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chinese_03.html' title='chinese'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114131499909774882</id><published>2006-03-02T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:56:39.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese</title><content type='html'>i love my bibi. :) he's so encouraging and cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just talking to yuklun about chinese characters. it reminded me of what happened this afternoon when i was on the bus home. haha. passed by this florist. and the signboard says (in huge chinese characters): 花生美集。so i thought. hua sheng? sounds like peanuts. then. wait. beautiful peanuts congregated together? that sounds wrong. so i took a closer look. crap. i was reading it in the wrong direction. i was supposed to read from left to right (which is how you read chinese characters in singapore, just like english). not right to left (which was how i read it). so it was supposed to be 集美生花. then i felt smart. that's it. now at least it's not peanuts. then, after five seconds (during which i was silently applauding myself for figuring out the chinese puzzle), i realized something-- what does it mean?!??!?! haha. but too bad. it was out of sight by then. and i still haven't figured it out yet. haha. this is funny. ooi. someone explain that to me. the peanuts thing make more sense actually. maybe it was an orchard growing peanuts.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. depressing week. feeling quite terrible. think a lot of people don't really like me. :( sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think xinqin's gonna cut me out of her dance. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to fail french test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114131499909774882?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114131499909774882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114131499909774882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114131499909774882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114131499909774882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chinese.html' title='chinese'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114113663156056063</id><published>2006-02-28T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:23:51.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>hello! it's me again! :) cheers. sigh. matthew dao-ed me today! :( grrrrrrrr. anyway. for those who read timo's blog, there's absolutely NOTHING between brown bear and pikachu. hahaha. it's all timo's fault la. but yes timo, i won't kill you cause you're my mortal. and being the responsible angel that i am, i'm supposed to protect you right? heh. so don't worry. you won't be dead.... but i'd worry abt my chem tutorials if i were you...... hahhaha. no la. joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! volunteered to be timekeeper today. cause i thought i could slack it off. THEN! SOMEONE made me the chairperson of that stupid debate cause nobody else wanted. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!#$%^&amp;*(&lt;/a&gt;what the??!?!?! feel quite bad in the end. was lousy. and i feel bad for tapping that stupid whiteboard marker so many times. :( it's quite a mean action don't you think? but i seriously didn't mean to be mean. hmmmm. mean to be mean? hmmmmmmmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really funny today. me and jiayi had a funny talk. about funny things. hahahahah. :D -heart thumps faster- okok. joking. guiyi doesn't care about this kinda things. muahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was fun! girls hip hop had LOADS of shaking. like. shake shake shake. then wait a while. then shake. i can't remember that! then in the end i had so many stitches i gave up. just put me at the back. :) and then! xinqin's dance was fun too! just that i had this throbbing headache again ( i think i know why...) yup. then when i had to do chaînnés (is that how you spell it?). i was like. dying. got so dizzy in the end, i couldn't walk in a straight line. kept going in diagonals. hahaha. that's funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to dance properly nowadays. i'm damn stiff. in my eagerness to get everything sharp, i became stiff and undancey. how?!? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem tutorial to do. IN ONE DAY! grrrr. at least it's four questions. plus that stupid worksheet that no one gets?!?! quite funny. grace, yuklun and i, we were like "eh so how to do". then we decided on not asking questions because we all dont know what each other is talking abt. ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aie! french. is. killing. me. i'm going to be at the bottom of the class la no joke. grrrr. like hello? how to do all the homework! got essay somemore! help!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114113663156056063?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114113663156056063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114113663156056063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114113663156056063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114113663156056063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114105206309382950</id><published>2006-02-27T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:54:23.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE TIMO DIE</title><content type='html'>TIMOTHY WONG. you watch what you say on your blog. you're damn mean la! :( GRRRRRR.  i'm gonna murder you you pig. you just wait. one of these days i'll scrawl all over your chem tutorial. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114105206309382950?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114105206309382950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114105206309382950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114105206309382950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114105206309382950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/02/die-timo-die.html' title='DIE TIMO DIE'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</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-23103555.post-114105122347089345</id><published>2006-02-27T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:40:23.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala!</title><content type='html'>oh. finally. a new blog. my god. i hate diary-x for making me go through this torture. anyway! you do realized that funkypants is such a popular name. :( so now i'm funkypantsme. quite ego but who cares. i die die also want funkypants what. cannot is it. anw. timo's blog is funny. i think he has a lot of time. not to mention resources (softtoys!) my gosh. his collection of soft toys is like... wow. note. HE. ahhaahh. :) this is funny. :) cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23103555-114105122347089345?l=funkypantsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114105122347089345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23103555&amp;postID=114105122347089345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114105122347089345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23103555/posts/default/114105122347089345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkypantsme.blogspot.com/2006/02/lalala.html' title='lalala!'/><author><name>guiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11481228007511003905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
