<?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-20464978</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:29:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeeeeennnn!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116762684724664416</id><published>2007-01-01T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T12:47:27.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2007.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it's byebye blogger &amp; hello to Lj.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty. -shrugs.&lt;br /&gt; But all the memories in bloggerrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna delete this blog! -I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here you go people! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feigned-love.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://feigned-love.livejournal.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116762684724664416?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116762684724664416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116762684724664416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116762684724664416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116762684724664416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116731962926311492</id><published>2006-12-28T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:27:09.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Out with Michelle today. Well, the show was supposedly at 2pm. But when I reached there, it was 2.45pm. Haha, so we roamed around before we went in.&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing inside, like damnnnnnnn cold.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger Than Fiction is alright. Not as funny as I thought it'd be but (:&lt;br /&gt;Michelle makes me laugh big time. Or is it that I laugh at every single stupid thing?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, -shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;We spent almost an hour at the neoprint booth i bet, Just decorating one set of neoprints. HAHA. (: Cabbed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Cold cold weather. Brrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so fucken stressed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116731962926311492?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116731962926311492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116731962926311492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116731962926311492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116731962926311492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-with-michelle-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116724519135901237</id><published>2006-12-28T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:48:29.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was talking to Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;She was giving me advice. Then, out of the blues, we starting crapping-.- As usual.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Because of the stupid Curse Of The Ghim Huay! (Orginally known as, The Curse Of The Golden Flower)&lt;br /&gt;I started saying what ghimhuay magic and all the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I BECAME MISS GHIMHUAY?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte became MOTHER GHIMHUAY?! (a.k.a Ghimhuay ah bu)&lt;br /&gt;I tell you hokkien is funny shit! (:&lt;br /&gt;And so, the ghimhuay thing is still on in our current conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I miss crapping with mother ghimhuay!&lt;br /&gt;Yay, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116724519135901237?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116724519135901237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116724519135901237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116724519135901237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116724519135901237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/was-talking-to-charlotte.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116723197538745383</id><published>2006-12-27T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T23:06:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going out with Michelle tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Haha wheee.&lt;br /&gt;Called her up just now, and she went like "HEY YO!" damn loudly into my ears -.-&lt;br /&gt;God, haha. And I don't know why, I just kept laughing when I hear her voice.&lt;br /&gt;She gets me high man. (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I can't wait for friday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh man. Jolene? If you're reading this, the Death Note Marathon not available on Friday. &amp;amp; for other days. Only got one timing, 9.30pm. And it's 19 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, no more days at home. (:&lt;br /&gt;Even though...it's rather relaxing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116723197538745383?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116723197538745383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116723197538745383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116723197538745383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116723197538745383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/going-out-with-michelle-tomorrow-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116721650407817959</id><published>2006-12-27T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T18:48:24.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up around 2pm. -shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;But i slept at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid neighbour, hammering &amp; drilling whatever crap so early! &amp;amp; I couldn't get back to my sleep. Suckerrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my day away with Yahoo Games. Hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;Cake Mania &amp; Flower Shop.&lt;br /&gt;So dumb, but I like Cake Mania! It's damn fun, go try!&lt;br /&gt;But free trails only allow you to play it for an hour  ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116721650407817959?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116721650407817959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116721650407817959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116721650407817959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116721650407817959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/woke-up-around-2pm.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116720905031848144</id><published>2006-12-27T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T16:52:05.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why does tonight, have to end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why don't we hit restart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And pause it at our favorite parts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll skip the goodbyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i had it my way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd turn the car around and runaway,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just you and I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Is is my fault that I'm angry at you, after so long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;IS IT MT FAULT THAT IT TURNED OUT TO BE SO FUCKING SCREWED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Don't act like you're the one being hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Like you're the one going through all the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;IT'S ME WHO'S GOING THROUGH THE FUCKING CRAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;You give uo right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Same here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My All&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/strong&gt; is so damn saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116720905031848144?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116720905031848144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116720905031848144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116720905031848144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116720905031848144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-does-tonight-have-to-end-why-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116714632136987068</id><published>2006-12-26T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:18:41.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I gave you my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But the very next day, you gave it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To save me from tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll it to someone special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. The lyrics is stuck in my head!&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it. Oh man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116714632136987068?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116714632136987068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116714632136987068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116714632136987068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116714632136987068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-christmas-i-gave-you-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116714542834047392</id><published>2006-12-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:03:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, I read back my old diary.&lt;br /&gt;Starting from 28 August - 30th Nov. -Till the last page of the diary.&lt;br /&gt;I teared like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The countless tears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And countless cries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My countless pleadings,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My countless tries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116714542834047392?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116714542834047392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116714542834047392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116714542834047392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116714542834047392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-i-read-back-my-old-diary.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116714353027204929</id><published>2006-12-26T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:32:10.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I've been torturing myself, a lot. By tiring myself out waaaaay too much.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like crying yesterday cause of the stress.&lt;br /&gt;So I gave myself a off-day today! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1pm. But I slept at 2am plus. So.....Haha that was kind of long still.&lt;br /&gt;Ok right.&lt;br /&gt;I went on a tv-marathon!&lt;br /&gt;These are the shows I watched today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love Actually (Yes again. But this show is really nice!)&lt;br /&gt;-Mr &amp; Mrs Smith(?)&lt;br /&gt;-POWERPUFF GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;-WINX CLUB.&lt;br /&gt;-TOTALLY SPIES.&lt;br /&gt;-MR BEAN ANIMATED SERIES&lt;br /&gt;-Mr Bean.&lt;br /&gt;-HI 5 SERIES 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. You know all kid shows? I sooooo watched them.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I feel all kiddy again.&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since I last settled myself in front of a tv &amp; actually watched shows for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I can't wait for Thursday-Michelle! Friday-Shopping! Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday-CHALET!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, All the excitement of my holidays starts when it's almost ending. How cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116714353027204929?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116714353027204929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116714353027204929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116714353027204929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116714353027204929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-realised-ive-been-torturing-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116706399626357427</id><published>2006-12-26T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:29:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, I'm more than glad to say&lt;strong&gt; CHRISTMAS IS OVER&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid festive season. Apart from the shopping &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;It pretty much sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love Christmas so much. -sighhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I guess &lt;em&gt;likings&lt;/em&gt; change.&lt;br /&gt;The same to every other matter.&lt;br /&gt;If only what happened in Polar Express could happen in real life. Well, that's what I can truely call Christmas! Cause it's in you, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is no longer in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the day I finally found out that the "Santa" on every Christmas was my parents. -Hey I was still a young kid then.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my brothers &amp;amp; I all got a Baby-G watch. It was rather expensive at that time, like those Nike watches. Ooooo, I loved it so much. (;&lt;br /&gt;Nice memories, but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T I JUST HAVE A NICE CHRISTMAS TO ENJOY? Seriously, I haven't enjoyed much of my Christmas-es since I grew older. -Grew out of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok byebye Christmas. Next up: New Year, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116706399626357427?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116706399626357427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116706399626357427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116706399626357427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116706399626357427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/yay-im-more-than-glad-to-say-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116704215727189168</id><published>2006-12-25T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T18:22:37.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Christmas still suck pretty much till now. Spent 2 freaking hours on a single letter/card for my parents. But the end result was ;D Which was around 4.30am already. So only had like 3 hours of sleep. &amp; went for woolala!&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty fun, but not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for a bus for over an hour? Fucking pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine now thought (: Yayy, feet hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to Clarissa! Haha, come home soon yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this Christmas suck pretty much for some people, whom I know of too. Hey, you're not alone! So smileeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116704215727189168?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116704215727189168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116704215727189168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116704215727189168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116704215727189168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-christmas-still-suck-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116698378327690090</id><published>2006-12-25T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T02:09:43.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so fucking stressed out all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the past, present, future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I didn't see those coming?&lt;br /&gt;How did I end up like this?!&lt;br /&gt;And next year, how can I cope.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so stressed out with the countless questions popping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much have happened this year. So much, too much.&lt;br /&gt;Too much for me to handle. Nor can I cope with it for long.&lt;br /&gt;My plan for Christmas was to stay up all the way. But with all these stupid things happening,&lt;br /&gt;I guess not anymore. Alright tadas. I so far conclude my Christmas suck, sucking. Sucked? Not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116698378327690090?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116698378327690090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116698378327690090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116698378327690090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116698378327690090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-so-fucking-stressed-out-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116698262244452323</id><published>2006-12-25T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:50:22.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very happy one for me. Since the past 1hour &amp; 30 minutes of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was pretty nice, watching Love Actually. -The perfect(?) Christmas show.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, that little kid Sam is so damn cute! He makes me smile(:&lt;br /&gt;And all the other people, all ended with a happy whoopy ending. &amp;amp; We all know it's not gonna happen in real life. -shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid happy endings for everyone. Bahh, but it's Christmas. All is suppose to be joyous &amp; happy, right? Guess not, for me at least. Don't feel like sleeping. Shall reply the Christmas messages later. I'm a tad bit lazy to message everyone, unlike last year. Now I know it's a wastage of monehhhhzz! -$kachinngggggg$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: NO ONE IS ONLINE! Well not a lot. IT'S BLOODY CHRISTMAS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN YOUR BEDS AT THIS HOUR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th was the dealine. -Christmas was the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I've failed my own aim? But I knew it was kind of impossible from the start. Let's just see, how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;The Last Christmas song is stuck in my head! -frownnnns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116698262244452323?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116698262244452323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116698262244452323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116698262244452323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116698262244452323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116689984018062129</id><published>2006-12-24T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:50:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like slamming a whole chunk of lyrics right now.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldn't..BUT I THINK I SHOULD. ;D&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas Eve people! (: I'm gonna stay up tonight. Like ntop sleep at all! WHO'S WITH ME! Haha. Message me or something. C'monnnn, keep me company!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, LYRICS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thinking of you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my sleepless solitude tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's wrong to love you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then my heart just won't let me be right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I've drowned in you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I can't go on,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagining I'm looking in your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see you clearly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vividly emblazoned in my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yet you're so far,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a distant star&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm wishing on tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, fuck. This is so true:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided on my perfect Christmas present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone please please give me a bathtub full of happiness, So I can drown myself in it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be another same ol' Christmas. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116689984018062129?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116689984018062129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116689984018062129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116689984018062129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116689984018062129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-like-slamming-whole-chunk-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116689298331198137</id><published>2006-12-24T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:07:28.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Conclusion : I'm suay-ge-lao-saizxzxzxzzzzz today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woolala was fucking busy. Drained all my energy. And I spilled to many things! -Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, I had to wait for the bus for 32minutes. &amp; THE BUS WAS FRIGGIN FULL. So had to stand all the way through the whole bus ride home. Suay right? It's been so long since I've been so suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh! My mom just bought the new SCV! You know the one that can record shows? You know you know! &amp;amp; Dad bought a new LCD tv. Uh, I don't know what for. But yay anyways! And and and, Mommy bought a log cake for Christmas from Bakerzin! It's coated with super rich chocolate. The yummiest log cake I've eaten since birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot more things to sya. Happy ones, sad ones. Ahhh, ohoh! My emails are starting to pile again. -shrugs. Someone wanna clear my inbox for me? (: -grinnnns.&lt;br /&gt;AND I NEED TO GO SHOPPING! Well, I am going to sometime next week. So triple yay!&lt;br /&gt;Well, the two words are starting to invade my bloody mind. -"&lt;em&gt;Let's Go&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME? I hate you. -.-&lt;br /&gt;-frowns. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116689298331198137?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116689298331198137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116689298331198137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116689298331198137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116689298331198137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/conclusion-im-suay-ge-lao.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116681398907195925</id><published>2006-12-23T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T02:59:49.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, it's almost 3 am. &amp;amp; IM STAYING UP FOR THE WRONG REASONS.&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116681398907195925?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116681398907195925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116681398907195925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116681398907195925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116681398907195925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116680330954945632</id><published>2006-12-22T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:01:49.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was :D :D :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to town to meet clique. The driver was an old uncle, &amp; apparently was driving damn friggin slowly. Yet seeing him being old, I didn't ask him to speed. Instead I kept tsk-ing. The fare was like what? Fucking 7 bucks? Never in my whole entire life when I cab to town, costed so much. Maybe cause of the jam, but it was mostly the driver's fault. Ok unhappy stuff, go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to where we were suppose to meet and saw Gwen there. I rannnnn to her &amp; hug her! Oh man, I missed her! (: So the both of us went to meet up with Charlotte, Ter &amp;amp; Birdy. I missed them so much!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed at Sakae. We were being damn noisy! Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about our current classmates, &amp; next year's. Were laughing damn loudly! Everyone were practically commenting on the same thing all at once! -We were the noisest, I betcha'. After that, Christabel &amp;amp; Crystal left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we proceeded to watching the movie! -A Night At The Museum!&lt;br /&gt;The show was a blasssssst! &amp; We were the noisest (As usual) Ha!&lt;br /&gt;I started haha-ing when the movie stared, then Teresa followed. A few others started laughing too. Retarded. &amp;amp; Liseah &amp; I made this stupid sound along with the movie, DAMN RETARDED. &amp;amp; We were the only gay group that lauhging at almost every scene when others weren't! Say we're superb, oh yes we are&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I super love the Han Hunter! Haha, he's damn funny - The way he talked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; The monkeyyyy! Kept slapping the guy haha.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, so many funny parts. MUST WATCH MAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, decided to have a light dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Liseah &amp; Birdy left. Then we went to The Coffee Club. Gwen &amp;amp; Ter left after they finsihed their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around with Jolene since she wanted to buy her family Christmas presents. Ended up, buying shades for ourselves! -Our christmas presents for each other! (: Cause we shared presents for everyone. &amp; well, Didn't get anything with each other.&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping together soon yeah PL! :D&lt;br /&gt;Homed= &amp;amp; whoo. Tomorrow's gonna be another longgg &amp;amp; boring day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116680330954945632?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116680330954945632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116680330954945632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116680330954945632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116680330954945632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-was-d-d-d-cabbed-to-town-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116676653613992832</id><published>2006-12-22T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T13:48:56.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so friggin pissed right now. - And I don't know why!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna rain soon, but I'm going out! Damn the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Better not rain in town, If not...I'll get wet. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Still deciding if I should bring an umbrella. -shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even typing all these out.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116676653613992832?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116676653613992832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116676653613992832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116676653613992832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116676653613992832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-so-friggin-pissed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116671609207577966</id><published>2006-12-21T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:50:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole &lt;strong&gt;'I-am-going-to-be-sec-3-soon-in-a-few-weeks-time'&lt;/strong&gt; thing is freaking me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so fast. Seems like we got together as a clique, not long ago. A few months back maybe. But all the times we've spent together flooded back. So many memories, In soon-to-be 2 years. Gosh. So cramped up. Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'd really miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;The celebration is coming soon! Oooo, I CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, seriously, moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;Happy-Sad-Happy.&lt;br /&gt;What's with me &amp;amp; my mood?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116671609207577966?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116671609207577966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116671609207577966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116671609207577966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116671609207577966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/whole-i-am-going-to-be-sec-3-soon-in.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116670313730214801</id><published>2006-12-21T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:12:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TRIO):&lt;br /&gt;Where are you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so ugh-ed about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much have happened so far.&lt;br /&gt;From good to bad.&lt;br /&gt;Bad to Worst.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyone makes mistakes right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Minor mistakes, or so you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes, you may just be too blinded to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That it was a Fatal mistake in disguise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the light of the sun, &lt;em&gt;is there anyone&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh it has begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This world you must've crossed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't know me, you don't even care&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't know me, you don't wear my chains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Essential yet appealed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carry all your thoughts across an open field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When flowers gaze at you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They're not the only ones who cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When they see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'll go to Boston...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'll start a new life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'll get a lover and fly em out to Spain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'll go to Boston,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that I'm just tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I need a new town, &lt;em&gt;to leave this all behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boston&lt;/strong&gt;, where no one knows my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song stings, more than you think it would.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; It suits my mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Get a friggin new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116670313730214801?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116670313730214801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116670313730214801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116670313730214801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116670313730214801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/trio-where-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116669111735971598</id><published>2006-12-21T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:58:04.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slept for friggin 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;And had to wake up at 5am. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Not in a good mood now.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to rain rain rain, Except when I'm out. (:&lt;br /&gt;Santaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, : I only have one simple wish this year(: &amp;amp; That is to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;But will I beeeeee? That's another thing. Oh well. I wanna catch some sleep, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's funny to think back how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A perfect picture,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turned into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A perfect lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116669111735971598?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116669111735971598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116669111735971598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116669111735971598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116669111735971598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/slept-for-friggin-2-hours-and-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116663282799867829</id><published>2006-12-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:46:45.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE PL! &amp; I bet she loves me! So here's the Stayover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;19th December!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Jolene's house around 9?&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to reach at 10, but I went a little later. Since she's the Late Queen.&lt;br /&gt;But apparently, she was 30-40minutes later than me. Rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say? -shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;So went to her house, slacked. &amp;amp; checked out her house.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I prefer the old one(: Much more spacious.&lt;br /&gt;Went to town and had Sakae Sushi! Gosh, we were so hungry that we ate 21 plates! &amp; Their Strawberry Smile was love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Holiday&lt;/strong&gt; was NICE! It was pretty sweet. With a hint of humor. Jack Black! The funny dude. Overall, a nice christmas movie. Well, not really christmas, but partly.&lt;br /&gt;Quote, " Opps, boob graze! That was accidental. Accidentaaaaaal."&lt;br /&gt;:D I shall use that next year in school. So bought dinner back to her house &amp;amp; her nice mommy help us warm it up. :D YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Her dad rented Silent Hill for us! We bathed, &amp; settled ourselves down for some juicy horror blahblah. It was already..around 1am I think.&lt;br /&gt;But the bloody thing had no audio. Sort of spoilt or something. Had background music at times, but there's like no sound at all when the people are speaking. So apparently, we both fell asleep when the show started not long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;20th December!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 2plus. Yes, -The both of us. Hey we had a long daaaaay alright.&lt;br /&gt;Had Breakfast. Then went to buy Christmas presents. &amp;amp; Wrapped them up. 2 hours plus later, it was time for lunch already. &amp; Went to BPP to rent more dvds. Had dinner there too. Which was, 2 hours plus after our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;So apparently, time passed damn fast for us. &amp;amp; We cramped Breakfast, Lunch &amp; Dinner is around 6-7 hours. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary Movie 4 was stupidly-humorous.&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually was...boring I guess. Haha didn;t get to finish watching it.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go home around 10pm. Waited for 961 to come. And cause before the bus stop is a tuning point of some sort. So you got to be damn alert and look out for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;But the first 961 just drove off right before my eyes. My mouth was a perfect O as I stared at the back of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;KNS. HAHA(: So Jolene &amp; I became damn alert.&lt;br /&gt;The second bus came, Jolene flagged for it, but it drove away. I was fucking angry. Screamed fuck all the way to the overhead bridge. Since I decided to take bus to the interchange and train back. GUESS WHAT. Her slipper's strap came off. Wow, classic. On the way to the bus stop, I offered to change my slipper with her. So I had her spoilt slipper, while she had one of mine. It was damn hard to walk in those, &amp;amp; she started to runaway! So I took off her bloody slipper and ran after her, with a bare foot-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cabbed home in the end. But before that. We needed to cross over again. But I was lazy, so i suggested that we run across the widddddddde widdddddddddddddddddddddde road instead. &amp; We did. yes, with my 'One bare foot' again. That poor little foot hurt like crap. But it's pretty fine now.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super PL took my mind off a lot of stressful things! With the fun &amp;amp; all. Yayness. I love staying overs! (: Especially when it's PL's houseeee! (: Her mommy was nice.&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to Christmas. Oh wait correction. 4 more days.&lt;br /&gt;): Not reallt looking forward. I wonder how I used to look forward to Christmas. When I was a kid duh.&lt;br /&gt;Now..It means like it lacks of something! Joy I guess?&lt;br /&gt;I think Polar Express is the best christmas show ever. So is Snow Queen! -Yes i know it's a friggin cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. So is my top favourite! Rudolf the Red Nose Raindeer!&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long, so very long. I dread your return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck your existence in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;You're better off being overseas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLIQUE CHRISTMAS CELEBRATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Heeren, Second level Toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Date: 22nd December, This coming Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $15-16++&lt;br /&gt;Movie: A Night At The Musuem. (Yes suppose to be Deck The Halls. But no more.)&lt;br /&gt;Time(Movie): 1730.&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $9&lt;br /&gt;So you roughly know how much you got to bring and all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; The list of who's going is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)Yunhua.&lt;br /&gt;2)Jolene.&lt;br /&gt;3)Liseah.&lt;br /&gt;4)Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;5)Birdy.&lt;br /&gt;6)Christabel. 7)-&amp;amp; Crystal.&lt;/strong&gt; (Fuck objections. I agreed to it &amp;amp; SHE IS COMING ALONG(: )&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;9)Teresa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't miss anybody out.&lt;br /&gt;So far that's all. Spread around please? Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116663282799867829?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116663282799867829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116663282799867829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116663282799867829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116663282799867829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-pl-she-is-coming-along-8gwen.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116645957635233082</id><published>2006-12-19T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:32:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg!&lt;br /&gt;I'm literally jumping on my seat. Haha right.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW! I caaaaan't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy &amp; Daddy actually agreed to let me stay over at Jolene's place!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER! I miss her so much! Haha, yay! Our celebration tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT. TOMORROW IS ALSO PLs DAY! Like, so coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;19th! We're PLs for like, 8 months already. Advancing to the 9th tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait shucks. It's already the 19th of December!&lt;br /&gt;So, it means, todaaaaaay is the day!&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU FEEL THE EXCITEMENT?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm gonna bring Bubu! To meet Jolene's Chestnut. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE GONNA BE BESTFRIENDS MAN! Chesssstnuuuuuuuuuut &amp; Buuuuuubbbbbbbbuuuuuu! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116645957635233082?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116645957635233082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116645957635233082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116645957635233082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116645957635233082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg-im.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116645445232403381</id><published>2006-12-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:07:32.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Injured myself again. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Ok nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back home for Girls Out Loud! :D&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU WATCH IT! DID YOU DID YOU!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's damn nice (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so many things to buy,&lt;br /&gt;But not enough money.&lt;br /&gt;UGH, ): This is baddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, you left me feeling high and dry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With nothing, nothing but the question why.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you, I guess you had another direction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And leaving me with nothing but a dead connection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are many things left to remind me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of a love that I just cant leave behind me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116645445232403381?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116645445232403381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116645445232403381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116645445232403381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116645445232403381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/injured-myself-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116637766853542365</id><published>2006-12-18T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:18:21.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The lazy tone of your voice singing Boston still rings in my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's all I have to say. Look at the time. I seriously need to stop the lack-of-sleep routine everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said you’re gonna miss me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then you just disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Left me waiting there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All alone and in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't take it that well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I give and I give and I give and I give and I'm still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lost and hurt and bone thin from the love that's been starved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know it got close but I'm sure it's too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gave and I gave and I gave and I gave you my trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the time that we kissed and you gave me a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've really had it with the rain of the tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're a thief and a witch but I love you to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You steal my heart and curse under your breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the one thing that I can most willingly prove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That when you are gone I'll be fine without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116637766853542365?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116637766853542365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116637766853542365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116637766853542365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116637766853542365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/lazy-tone-of-your-voice-singing-boston.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116637188920307533</id><published>2006-12-18T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:11:29.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I almost died last night. Cause I remember my forehead was burning when I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But i woke up, with a pretty nice mood. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Michelle now. (: We've been friends for 6 years! Advancing to the 7th next year. But the ironic thing is - We haven't went out together at all. NOT EVEN ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;This is so..unacceptable. Shameless.&lt;br /&gt;So we are planning a day out! I can't wait you know, (:&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS A AMAZING FRIEND. Doubt she'd read this though. But nevermind. She never fails to make me feel irritated, and never fails to make me smile each time I talk to her. Yay! I miss her so much. It's kind of weird..but I realised I talk to her more often nearing Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I REMEMBER I WAS TALKING TO HER ON THE PHONE LAST CHRISTMAS EVE! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116637188920307533?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116637188920307533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116637188920307533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116637188920307533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116637188920307533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think-i-almost-died-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116635516201514263</id><published>2006-12-17T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:32:42.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A rather nice day so far. (;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up hmm around 10 and went out for lunch with my cousins &amp; aunts blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to Tuesday &amp; Friday! Christmas is not much of a joy for me, not this year yet again.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't look forward to these things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th, Hurts&lt;br /&gt;16th, Stings.&lt;br /&gt;20th, Cuts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna be sad.&lt;br /&gt;At least, not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops trickling down the window pane.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect scenery ripped apart.&lt;br /&gt;By your very own hands.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you expect a, "Job well done" from me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116635516201514263?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116635516201514263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116635516201514263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116635516201514263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116635516201514263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/rather-nice-day-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116628325962896097</id><published>2006-12-16T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:34:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck headache. Sucks being drunk. KNN.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep. For the first time of the week. It's so godamn early.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh, gonna hug my Bubu to sleep! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116628325962896097?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116628325962896097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116628325962896097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116628325962896097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116628325962896097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116627978082699449</id><published>2006-12-16T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:26:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ughhm fucking drunk now. Super bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I hope I can still blog properly.&lt;br /&gt;So had TRIO outing today.&lt;br /&gt;I made a monkey (Bubu!) at Teddy(bear?) Workshop today.&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty gay. Wanted to make my monkey gay. But nahh.&lt;br /&gt;I got him a hoodie! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;So Clriassa bought a shirt. Charlotte bought a book. Roamed around Vivo,&lt;br /&gt;I love bigass shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents came to pick me up there, to my relative's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;It's like 3 people's party. 2 kids, 1 adult. The birthday girl wore a fairy wings! Damn cute I tell you. I have photos of her (; But I'd upload it some other time. The birthday boy, well, didn't spot him at all. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So chatted with my rocking cousin - Jocelyn. &amp; This cool aunt. (: Went over to her apartment with Jocelyn. Damn she have so many heels &amp;amp; dresses &amp; tops! I'm jealousssss! Got a few bottle of wine &amp;amp; headed back to the bunglow(Birthday Party).&lt;br /&gt;Drank so many glass of it. Till I got drunk. Slept on my way back home. &amp; Didn't wanna bathe. So I was kind of groggy? While bathing. I feel better now. Only left with the bitchy headache.&lt;br /&gt;Cancelled woolala tomorrow. Don't think I'd be able to wake up early tomorrow, so yeah ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116627978082699449?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116627978082699449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116627978082699449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116627978082699449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116627978082699449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/ughhm-fucking-drunk-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116621295990184941</id><published>2006-12-16T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T04:02:39.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Faints&lt;br /&gt;Even my brother went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;The one who stays up the latest!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try ;)&lt;br /&gt;Plus there's no one to talk to online, &amp; there's absolutely nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tada! TRIO OUTING LATER! Like afternoon. Haha&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TRIO DAY!&lt;br /&gt;You guys are love love&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;Muackkkkkkkkkkkks. I'm gonna give you guys many many hugs &amp; kisses laterrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd December too.&lt;br /&gt;TURN UP YEAH PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116621295990184941?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116621295990184941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116621295990184941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116621295990184941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116621295990184941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/faints-even-my-brother-went-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116621140774724060</id><published>2006-12-16T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:25:56.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exactly 3 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;I could say I'm the happiest person alive.&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;Those can barely be said by me, without lying.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday passed, in a blink. Before I could even reconginse the date.&lt;br /&gt;It was already 16th December.&lt;br /&gt;I am completely opposite of who I am 3 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Those sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;I don't fucking want to sleep, because memories will flood back! &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did those days go to?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we just lose things we want most.&lt;br /&gt;NOT EVERYONE TOOK THINGS FOR GRANTED.&lt;br /&gt;I cherished those times so much.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;I miss study dates too.&lt;br /&gt;Mug mug mug mug mug, while bonding indirectly too.&lt;br /&gt;Macs..&amp; the Library. Everything was just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so crushed by those now.&lt;br /&gt;Those times we shared together.&lt;br /&gt;Before &amp;amp; After.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I'm fucking emo. I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you call me today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll say that I'm fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You knew what you had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You still walked away leaving me in this mess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love for you is deep and meaningless&lt;br /&gt;You, you knew what you were doing to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I, I guess I was too blind to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well you hit where it hurt and you fooled me so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, set those stuff aside!&lt;br /&gt;I shall complain, nag or whatever. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;-15 December&lt;br /&gt;Had a bloody bitchy headache today. Head hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Woolala-ed. I slept for 10hours! Don't understand what caused it.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure, I'm not tired now ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home around 2310?&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the bus to come for effing 40minutes or more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's being a bitch&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to me.&lt;/strong&gt; Stood till my foot hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Here's where the drama of the day begun.&lt;br /&gt;This two skinny emo-bengish guys stood somewhere in front of me. &amp; Chatted damn loudly in chinese like nobody's business k?&lt;br /&gt;I could hear them even when I blasted my music.&lt;br /&gt;Taht was when i waited for around 35minutes for the bus. I was damn relieved when the bus came, cause I could finally get away from the noise polluters! (:&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, Life's being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;THEY BOARDED THE FRIGGIN BUS TOO. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And the seats were all taken. So i had to stand again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Like I said, Life's being a bitch. -They stood somewhere beside me.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hell, they continued to chat loudly, (Could hear their voices, but couldn;t ,ake out what they were talking about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after uh 10-15 minutes (Was still on the bus),&lt;br /&gt;Someone tapped my shoulder. I HAD A SUPER BAD FEELING. I looked up and took off one said of my ear piece, it was one of the emo-beng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emo-beng1:&lt;/strong&gt; Wo men ke yi he ni zuo peng you mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emo-beng1:&lt;/strong&gt; -quickly continued after the slight pause. Wo na li na ke peng you ke yi he ni zuo peng you mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; -Make a face slightly, and shook my head. (I WAS DAMN SCARED HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emo-beng1:&lt;/strong&gt; Wei she me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; -Shook my head, forced a slight smile and put back my ear piece and looked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA, eh I was damn scared inside out!&lt;br /&gt;After much praying, they got off around 10minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I WAS THIS CLOSE TO MESSAGE MY MOM TO ASK ME TO FETCH ME FRM THE BUS STOP.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, complained to my mom &amp; made it damn scary when I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I was quite stupid. Should have said something like,&lt;br /&gt;"I don't speak Chinese." LOL&lt;br /&gt;Or better this!&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck off!" Damn crude ;D&lt;br /&gt;Or or speak in their lingo &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;"Knn! Nabehhh, zou si mi peng you! Ge si lah!" Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all. A rather long post today. Not exciting, my bog lack of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Bahh bahh bahh.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, I'm not sleeping soon thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116621140774724060?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116621140774724060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116621140774724060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116621140774724060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116621140774724060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/exactly-3-months-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116611628392328031</id><published>2006-12-15T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T01:16:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Rocker, C said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I'm reading your archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rocker, C said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories memories,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focused, Not blind said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focused, Not blind said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna read them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focused, Not blind said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rocker, C says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's why I don't put archives already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focused, Not blind says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A past too deep that you can't bury if you tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focused, Not blind says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seemed so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focused, Not blind says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If only i were able to freeze time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rocker, C says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, if only I were able to freeze time.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Some random chat. Really, If only we were able to freeze time. At the happiest moments of our lives. Will I even be feeling all these? Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;to where we lasted? -&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said to change all my endings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you made them worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tremble at the word, always.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116611628392328031?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116611628392328031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116611628392328031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116611628392328031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116611628392328031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/rocker-c-said-ha-im-reading-your.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116611097039960840</id><published>2006-12-14T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:42:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally done with my Ipod. Only have like 4 playlists now. Feel so bare.&lt;br /&gt;Used to have uhh 6 or 7? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;That's all the time I have for it. I still have Nokia PC Suite to install!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I think I'd be more or less done. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Oldies are &lt;strong&gt;daaabest&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Ok maybe not all :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116611097039960840?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116611097039960840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116611097039960840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116611097039960840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116611097039960840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-finally-done-with-my-ipod.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116610541081445587</id><published>2006-12-14T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:10:10.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M A HAPPY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;Cause cause cause! My computer's back!&lt;br /&gt;BETTER, MORE IMPROVED. Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;But my itunes, is screwed up. That means, I have to add all the songs into my Ipod, ALL OVER AGAIN. ):&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna take up sooooo much of my time. -shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;I still have a few more software to install, then I can be damn :D about my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh!&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed at 3 plus yesterday. But only managed to sleep an hour later. (Seriously, what's with me and taking so long to fall alseep?)&lt;br /&gt;So i kind of only have 2hours of sleep, but I overslept. Thus gaining an hour more of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But I was effing late. -.- I almost slept of the bus ride back home. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stay up up up up up tonight! -If I can last till that long.&lt;br /&gt;Ok tadas, I'm going to settle my itunes problem now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116610541081445587?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116610541081445587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116610541081445587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116610541081445587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116610541081445587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-happy-girl-cause-cause-cause-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116603065623594095</id><published>2006-12-14T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:24:16.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still awake for God's sake.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be another sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I rather break off all communications,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A month or two would do fine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If half a year passed, I wouldn't mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe even a year, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sounds pretty fine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But will I ever, ever get over it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoh!&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that Singapore had &lt;strong&gt;Whirlwind!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, It was partly a nightmare &amp; a dumb dream.&lt;br /&gt;I even reasoned to my aunt (In my dream) that Singapore is like the safest place on Earth. How can there be Whirlwind! Then when I looked out of the window, I saw it coming. &amp;amp; scream like hell. I took 3 things with me &amp; hugged it tight. - My phone, Ipod &amp;amp; wallet.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell right? Of all things, those? &amp; All the buldings were blewed away, except for the one I'm in. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I just found it amusing. Kind of stupid though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored to hell.&lt;br /&gt;Where are those fun people I used to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, ): I feel so lonely. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's leaving me already. Maybe I should just die. /:&lt;br /&gt;Jump off at some building, end my life. Tada, I exist no more.&lt;br /&gt;I'm daaaaaaa hissssstooooryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-I'm bullshitting already.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And wow, I'm talking to myself as I'm typing. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'd be home early! Like 6 plus. It's been damn long since I'm home before 6/7.&lt;br /&gt;Excluding Sundays. I'm sloggggggingggggggggggggggggggggggg myself out, a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye bye bye bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SLEEPING. soon. HA(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116603065623594095?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116603065623594095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116603065623594095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116603065623594095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116603065623594095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-still-awake-for-gods-sake.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116602487473021122</id><published>2006-12-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:47:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dead tired today.&lt;br /&gt;Bahh, /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inbox have over hundreds of unread mails.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be a good girl, and read them all! Or rather..delete them without even reading its contents. Haha(: Like finally, the number just piled up over the days whereby I was too lazy to read them. But I'm free now! Yipeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up at 6am tomorrow. Yet I don't feel like sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;No one who's fun to talk to is online, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhh right.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the Celebration will be on uh &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;22nd December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inform me if you can turn up alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall resume to deleting the emails,&lt;br /&gt;100 more to go! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116602487473021122?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116602487473021122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116602487473021122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116602487473021122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116602487473021122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/dead-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116594511368668507</id><published>2006-12-13T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:38:33.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Webcam-ing with Clarissa now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, She's not.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh gosh gosh!&lt;br /&gt;Woolala - 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;But, I slept for 11 hours!&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep around 12plus last night (Counted early),&lt;br /&gt;But took an hour to fall asleep. Kns, too deep in thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; woke up at 12pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I racked my brains, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To think who it was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, how could I not remember.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of all nicknames, I didn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till an hour later,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It strucked me, dumbfold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; I went back,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To where I left my last note to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sight of the first sentence made my tears spill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I forget, how it started.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; The ending - All the pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had to bear, through my entire lifetime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'd haunt me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'd follow me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'd stay forever, in my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Senseless.&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahaha, Clarissa's laughing at my typo. Just cause I type with my middle fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Eh! It's a habit already. But I think it's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;At least...&lt;br /&gt;I TYPE FAST WITH MY MIDDLE FINGERS!&lt;br /&gt;- Caaaaan yooooooooooooooooou do that?&lt;br /&gt;Betcha', NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D Still webcam-ing with Clarissa. Guess I wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon,&lt;br /&gt;But just looook aat the timmmmmmmme now! 1.38am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116594511368668507?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116594511368668507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116594511368668507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116594511368668507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116594511368668507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/webcam-ing-with-clarissa-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116593478265309909</id><published>2006-12-12T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:46:23.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to be MIA.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't resist temptation to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's invitation list for Clique's Christmas Celebration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda -Overseas):&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte - Anyday.&lt;br /&gt;Christabel -Yet To Be Confirmed (YTBC)&lt;br /&gt;Collette - Will be Overseas&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth - Anyday&lt;br /&gt;Evelina - Overseas&lt;br /&gt;Gwen - 22nd&lt;br /&gt;Jolene -Anyday&lt;br /&gt;Liseah - YTBC&lt;br /&gt;Melissa - YTBC&lt;br /&gt;Narelle - YTBC&lt;br /&gt;Teresa - Anyday (Uncertain)&lt;br /&gt;YingXiu - Overseas, YTBC&lt;br /&gt;YingTian - Overseas, YTBC&lt;br /&gt;ME! - ANYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's either 21st/22nd/23rd @ Sakae Sushi (Lunch Buffet).&lt;br /&gt;Outlet, might be Town (Heeren).&lt;br /&gt;Cost around $15++ (Inclusive of GST) per person.&lt;br /&gt;Movie after that!&lt;br /&gt;So bring around/at least, 25bucks in case yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONFIRM WITH ME ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116593478265309909?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116593478265309909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116593478265309909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116593478265309909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116593478265309909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-to-be-mia.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116576747858954875</id><published>2006-12-11T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:17:58.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God,&lt;br /&gt;Why did I allow it to start.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fallen out of place now.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit some things.&lt;br /&gt;But still,&lt;br /&gt;I have to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could turn cold &amp; distant,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could hurt you the way you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;Or the others who're innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Revenge, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's foolish, that's why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116576747858954875?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116576747858954875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116576747858954875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116576747858954875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116576747858954875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/god-why-did-i-allow-it-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116575124649161753</id><published>2006-12-10T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T19:47:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I survived without a computer for 2 whole day!&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better at this.&lt;br /&gt;You kow, both my house computer &amp; dad's old laptop died on me.&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHH. /:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't think I'll get a laptop anymore. Thsi sucks!&lt;br /&gt;NEXT SATURDAYYYYYYY. TRIO ANNIVERSARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 On my favourite date too! 16th &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;I hate irritating people.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who never say things properly but go 'pft' &amp; walk off.&lt;br /&gt;Two words: Fuck Off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing good. I'm damn tired everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Damnnnn shaaaaaaaaaaaaaag /:&lt;br /&gt;I miss Clique):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116575124649161753?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116575124649161753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116575124649161753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116575124649161753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116575124649161753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-survived-without-computer-for-2.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116551338840340244</id><published>2006-12-08T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:43:09.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised something.&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep before 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I can only wake up after i get around 10 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;(: &amp;amp; You guys only get to see me online, AT NIGHT! Right right right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the uk guy yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;I ignored him cause I was lazy to chat. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it's be juicy if I did though. I can be some super desperate girl trying to hook up with him. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not, I'm not that free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm Not Missing You - Staccie Orrico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This song, suits my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been through just about everything that I could go through.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to relationships,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I was missing or why I ain't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I told myself that was it.&lt;br /&gt;Now here I go, hurt again,&lt;br /&gt;Cause of my curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now that its over,&lt;br /&gt;What else could it be he just had to cheat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I made a promise never to settle.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I keep it? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause I hated the heartbreak,&lt;br /&gt;Crying and cheating, the fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But) I'm not missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not going through the motions,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and hoping you call me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might have had me open,&lt;br /&gt;But I must be going because&lt;br /&gt;I got life to do.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm usually hanging on,&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate to see you gone.&lt;br /&gt;But this time its different,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don't even feel the distance.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not missing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its a shame in a way cause,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I may not ever find the right one for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I leave him, is he right in front of my face oh,&lt;br /&gt;Will my true love ever be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why would I go on a search again&lt;br /&gt;When I know what the end will&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;be.&lt;br /&gt;What good is love when it keeps on hurting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I can't be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I'm scared felt like I was falling when you left me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep going through life&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of what I missed,&lt;br /&gt;And the person I could be.&lt;br /&gt;Love's good when its right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when it's left in your memory,&lt;br /&gt;All the times I let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess love will be nice for someone else's life.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done everything I could, within my limits.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm drained,&lt;br /&gt;I give up.&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks will do me good.&lt;br /&gt;I may be slogging myself out too much,&lt;br /&gt;But this is the only, fastest, way.&lt;br /&gt;I do feel the distance, but so what? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTE!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyheyheyhey! ;D&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE MOST PROBABLY HAVING A CLIQUE CHRISTMAS CELEBRATION.&lt;br /&gt;AT SAKAE SUSHI! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, parties are too, troublesome. (Plus we had a whole load of them last year!)&lt;br /&gt;We're running out of time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we've decided to have a lunch/dinner together at Sakae Sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they have buffet &amp; all. We can eat till they go bankrupt!&lt;br /&gt;And maybe we can catch &lt;strong&gt;some Holiday movie&lt;/strong&gt; after that? -Gwen said that. HOLIDAAAAAAAAAAAY MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;How bout' Night At The Museum? Pretty nice show to me.&lt;br /&gt;The dates available are either,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20th, 21st, 22nd or 23rd(Maybe?).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the message around, please?&lt;br /&gt;Post it on your blog, mesaage, msn, call them up, JUST DO SOMETHING alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116551338840340244?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116551338840340244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116551338840340244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116551338840340244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116551338840340244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116550194657302651</id><published>2006-12-07T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:48:49.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woolala today was screwed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me today. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was damn distracted. By a series of events.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause after I heard the news of what that bitch did.&lt;br /&gt;She totally pulled me down into the water when I'm innocent! Fuck her.&lt;br /&gt;Almost cried ok. Now I have to carry part of the responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i kept addressing people wrongly. Like it's a man, but i address him as mdm.&lt;br /&gt;THen if it's a woman, I'll address as sir! &amp;amp; I spilled drinks. And a lot more unpleasant events.&lt;br /&gt;Hope she burns in hell.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you left without a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, It's fine.&lt;br /&gt;Your love, indeed came without a warning.&lt;br /&gt;But it also left without a trace.&lt;br /&gt;Forget me as a lover,&lt;br /&gt;Remember me as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;So here's the final goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;That long should have been said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116550194657302651?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116550194657302651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116550194657302651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116550194657302651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116550194657302651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/woolala-today-was-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116542304724270783</id><published>2006-12-07T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:37:27.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOME DUDE FROM UK WHO IS 16 JUST ADDED ME ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. The first thing i said,&lt;br /&gt;How did you get my email add-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got scared i think. Still want to chat with me you know!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm ignoring now. But when I'm bored, that dude shall be my victim.&lt;br /&gt;Yay. But I'm lazy to type now, so byebye. Maybe if I do chat with that dude,&lt;br /&gt;I'll paste the chatlog here. HAHA ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116542304724270783?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116542304724270783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116542304724270783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116542304724270783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116542304724270783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-dude-from-uk-who-is-16-just-added.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116542008839525121</id><published>2006-12-06T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:49:24.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally. (:&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for TRIO day next week! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Crashcrashcrashoverrrrr at Clarissa's house! With her new bed &amp; sofa!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jolene. ):&lt;br /&gt;Haha, always get scolded whenever we talk during woolala. Asssss.&lt;br /&gt;I hope there's a Clique Christmas Party! SOMEONE PLEASE ORGANISE?&lt;br /&gt;Not me, it'd be a total failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ok random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE SLAP THE EMO-NESS OUT OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Joe, cheer up. It's ONLY a rejection. Hahahaha, jk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to -s, Thanks a whole lot. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116542008839525121?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116542008839525121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116542008839525121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116542008839525121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116542008839525121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116540982327810197</id><published>2006-12-06T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:57:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've lost my smile,&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my joy.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my will to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost control of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've lost what's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I want what's mine back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ground Folds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116540982327810197?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116540982327810197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116540982327810197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116540982327810197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116540982327810197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think-ive-lost-my-smile-ive-lost-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116540130338886639</id><published>2006-12-06T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:35:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waited 7 over hours.&lt;br /&gt;For nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like a moron at the platform. Haha, luckily my bestest bestest bf came. Then headed to East Point(/:) since she didn't want to wait out in the open. Pig.&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NO MAC AT EAST POINT. Lousy.&lt;br /&gt;So i forced myself to go KFC to have lunch. After that. went House Hunting. Went East, West South of "opposite" East Point. But nothing. Only HDBs, &amp; moooooooooreeee HDBs.&lt;br /&gt;Bf got tired, &amp;amp; I kind of give up. So went back to East Point &amp; wait at BK.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for half an hour. And just stoned 2hours plus away.&lt;br /&gt;): I just miss everything, about you you you you you? //////:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohohohoh! When BF &amp; I headed back through MRT. We sorta saw the house we've been trying to hunt for. It was like the North-West of EastPoint? $%^&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn tired now. Wasted today away.&lt;br /&gt;I shall just woolala all the way, till you're back.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116540130338886639?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116540130338886639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116540130338886639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116540130338886639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116540130338886639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/waited-7-over-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116533409681497484</id><published>2006-12-05T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:54:57.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is from 'Because I'm A Girl". It's damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's impossible to understand what's going through a guy's heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You told me you wanted me, &amp; now I've given you everything, you tell me that you're leaving me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You told me that it was the first time you felt this way, and said that I was special.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believed you, it was my happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should have told me that your feelings had faded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had no idea, and i continued to depend on you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although i say i  hate you now, i'll be missing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because i'm a girl, to whom love is everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say that when you give a guy all he wants, he quickly gets bored.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now I know that's the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And although i tell myself, I'll never be tricked by love again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fall in love, and my heart is broken again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say that when you give a guy all he wants, he quickly gets bored.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;And although i tell myself, I'll never be tricked by love again.&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love, and my heart is broken again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don't break the hearts of girls, who'll do anything for love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't know that living this life while being loved would be so hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although I say I  hate you now, I'll be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a girl, to whom love is everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(x2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Today we broke up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You told me to meet someone better than you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're just like all other guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happened to,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you told me you love me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honestly, I don't want you to be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I going to do if you really forget about me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im in so much pain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More pain than I can bare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I'm still in love with you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don't break the hearts of girls, who'll do anything for love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't know that living this life while being loved would be so hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although I say I hate you now, I'll be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a girl, to whom love is everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(x4)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There's someone I'm in love with. Although I can't be with her now. I'm still in love with her."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Emo is eating me up.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, puffy red eyes tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a moron, for still insisting to go when there's no point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just like how I'm holding on, when there's no point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I've done, goes down into the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just as how my love did, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I guess it's a goodbye,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116533409681497484?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116533409681497484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116533409681497484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116533409681497484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116533409681497484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-from-because-im-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116533078925142605</id><published>2006-12-05T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:59:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, saw Denise (Poon?) at cine. She remembers Clarissa but not me. I was so sad after that. Ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, ):&lt;br /&gt;AHH WELLLLLL. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing through Friendster Bulletin after like how long.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, true. Tomorrow, I think I'll just die.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go home with a frown, either ways.&lt;br /&gt;I need Lake House!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Need to wake up at 8 tomorrow. Gosh gosh gosh gosh gosh, /:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MORE SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116533078925142605?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116533078925142605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116533078925142605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116533078925142605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116533078925142605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yeah-saw-denise-poon-at-cine.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116532424139093437</id><published>2006-12-05T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:10:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suppose to meet Clarissa at town at 1230. To catch the 1pm show. But, I was late.&lt;br /&gt;Haha whoops. So we watched the 3pm show instead.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Guess what we watched?&lt;br /&gt;MATERIAL GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;;DDD Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;There was only 6 guys in the entire cinema, beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Yeah, we actually counted. &amp;amp; Was laughing at them.&lt;br /&gt;She gave my my favourite motivation sweet! &gt;Malaco's Strawberry flavoured Strawy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Thanks babe. HAHAHA, &amp; Happy (Insert Number Here)th Bestfling Day!&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty nice is guess. But Clarissa said it was boring. Bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 20 over bucks on solely chocolates. Kill me somebody?&lt;br /&gt;I went, "Omg! My favourite chocolate!" So many times!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Clarissa was like, "How many favourite chocolates do you have!"&lt;br /&gt;Headed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty fun. Well, at least it was different  from my daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed to watch Lake House!&lt;br /&gt;It's sucha nice movie. The most tear-able so far!&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa gave me the vcd she burnt, but booo!&lt;br /&gt;I can't play it, thbis suuuuckkkkkkks.&lt;br /&gt;Tada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116532424139093437?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116532424139093437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116532424139093437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116532424139093437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116532424139093437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/suppose-to-meet-clarissa-at-town-at.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116525278706746691</id><published>2006-12-05T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:19:47.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at the time. -Shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. /: In fact, I dread sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want puffy eyes tomorrow morning againnnnn. I'm not surprised if i get super duper ultra eyesbags in a week's time you know.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling ill soon.&lt;br /&gt;YAY. Sorethroat, flu, cough, fever! ALL COME TO ME ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha saddist. ): Urh, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to myself, to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;But knowing me, I'd be in bed sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhhh/:&lt;br /&gt;THIS SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I dread Christmas, I dread 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't time just freeze during September - October?&lt;br /&gt;): I miss those times so much, so very...much. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do you exactly mean by "For the last time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116525278706746691?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116525278706746691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116525278706746691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116525278706746691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116525278706746691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-at-time.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116524601048116359</id><published>2006-12-04T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:26:50.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slept at 2plus last night.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1230, &amp; was late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With puffy eyes again. Goshhhh, /:&lt;br /&gt;A Moment To Remember was just sad. Cried like hell while watching it.&lt;br /&gt;Cried myself to sleep again, but what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;I burnt my hand again!&lt;br /&gt;One thing. -I'm prone to injuried at woolala.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home, bathed.&lt;br /&gt;Just in time to catch Girls Out Loud!&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa pretty nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch the pole dancing part! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday, 10pm! Be sure to watch it k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow out with Clarisssssaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116524601048116359?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116524601048116359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116524601048116359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116524601048116359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116524601048116359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/slept-at-2plus-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116515672368437767</id><published>2006-12-03T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:41:56.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Swollen eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dried tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lost all my hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4 last night.&lt;br /&gt;4AM. Don't I rock?&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with super swollen eyes. /:&lt;br /&gt;Puffffffffffy red eyes. ////:&lt;br /&gt;Sorries - Doesn't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer's downnn.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to reformat it, but made it worst. KNS.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;Woolala today was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Busy like hell, boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess you got over it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess you left it all behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess you've forgotten,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How we even first started.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been so long since we last talked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116515672368437767?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116515672368437767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116515672368437767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116515672368437767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116515672368437767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/swollen-eyes-dried-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116508347868866421</id><published>2006-12-03T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:51:31.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this is really sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've been close but people grow &amp; &lt;strong&gt;they sometimes grow apart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's just a thing I ask you, &lt;strong&gt;If you had a change of heart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break it to me gently,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you have to then tell me lies&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break it to me gently,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least you leave me with my pride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try to spare my feelings if the feelings have to die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break it to gently,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you have to say goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not ashamed to admit, &lt;strong&gt;I'm really hurt inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all these are my feelings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why should I make them hide?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I won't hold you back,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just let me down easy &amp;amp; go softly when you leave&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You always knew that you had my heart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's still yours if you wanna take it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when you go as I know you must,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be gentle when you break it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday. - Last day. Pffffft, /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just friends, huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a gentle whisper told me that you'd gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leaving only memories,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where did we go wrong?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't find the words then..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So let me say them now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still in love with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116508347868866421?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116508347868866421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116508347868866421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116508347868866421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116508347868866421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think-this-is-really-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116508237510494969</id><published>2006-12-03T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:59:35.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woolala was (: today.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty fun, but ecdy wasn't thereeeeeeeee. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, no ecdy too. Same goes to Mon, Tues &amp; Wed. I think. Maybe Thurs too.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO CHARLOTTE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, you left, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you left&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; you left&lt;/span&gt;?!?&lt;br /&gt;): Without telling me?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Frownnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnns. D:&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'd be back soon sugarrrrrrr, i'd miss you tons!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last Call.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my last call to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I'll give up everything&lt;br /&gt;That we had, that we'd do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the things that we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The good times before they went bad&lt;br /&gt;They're not gone just yet&lt;br /&gt;It's all up to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think about the look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Saying I love you the very first time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focused, not blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you said it too&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of everything we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing how it feels to be in love&lt;br /&gt;And kisses that would drive us mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will it ever be the the two of us again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116508237510494969?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116508237510494969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116508237510494969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116508237510494969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116508237510494969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/woolala-was-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116503950875124591</id><published>2006-12-02T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T14:05:08.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgot to mention something yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 4 hours the previous day,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; woolala-ed for 7hours.&lt;br /&gt;After that, EastCoast/BBQ-ed for the rest of the dayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;GOSHHH. I think I'm superwoman! ;D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Youuuu knowwwwwwwww whaaaaaaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 12hours today! That's like, damn long.&lt;br /&gt;I never slept till so late in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Wheee! (:&lt;br /&gt;Today's woolala again.&lt;br /&gt;But ecdy is not going! &gt;frowns. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm listening to Step Up's soundtrack. Hot hot hot! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116503950875124591?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116503950875124591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116503950875124591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116503950875124591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116503950875124591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/forgot-to-mention-something-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116499116516577748</id><published>2006-12-02T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:39:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;For quite sometimes we've share our dreams,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A happiness for two that is too extreme.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But somehow Love is like a flowing stream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once shallow, once deep as it may seen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it seems our Love my dear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is leading to pain that is not very clear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As if you found me and you are part of a thought so near.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't stop askin' why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And can't hold my tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Adapted from Hurt-To-Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116499116516577748?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116499116516577748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116499116516577748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116499116516577748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116499116516577748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-quite-sometimes-weve-share-our.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116498878381119456</id><published>2006-12-01T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:59:43.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think..I'll just try my luck on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;I'd get there, by hook or by crook.&lt;br /&gt;But, I just hope..&lt;br /&gt;-winkkkks. Clarissssssssssa ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heavy heart sinkehzxzxzzxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got so high by the bliss you inject to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116498878381119456?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116498878381119456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116498878381119456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116498878381119456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116498878381119456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116498716166162033</id><published>2006-12-01T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:38:15.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st December is scary.&lt;br /&gt;God knows why! :////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As the waves crash against the rocks ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart tumbles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woolala-ed. Met up with Clarissa for lunch. &amp; Headed to EastCoastParrrrk!&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed there. You know our bbq pit was like at Area G!?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; We being happy positive kids thought we could make it to G by foot.&lt;br /&gt;So we set off with a light heart, &amp; a few bags of snacks &amp;amp; bottles of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were getting restless when we reached C.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we saw THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6341/817/1600/999493/Shotdown458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6341/817/200/505226/Shotdown458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were damn effing fed up k! It's like placed there to MOCK at us!&lt;br /&gt;Ok nevermind, BUT, after 5 to 10minutes. We saw THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6341/817/1600/663163/Shotdown462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6341/817/200/70722/Shotdown462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry for the blur &amp;amp; partially cut-off picture. Took it in a rush &amp; we saw Claudine behind us so I got a tad bit excited. Right.)&lt;br /&gt;It says: Run through the wall. Run through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like there, being sarcastic &amp;amp; mocking at us! ):&lt;br /&gt;So hell. Clarissa, Claudine &amp; I, walked for god knows how long, 30minutes? &amp;amp; We were only at friggin F! Where Yvonne was there waiting for us. Took us around over an hour to walk from A to G.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU THINK VERY EASY, GO WALK YOURSELF. WHILE CARRYING BAGS OF CHIPS &amp; 1.5 LITRES OF WATER. GOGOGOGO!&lt;br /&gt;Seems as though we just walked 10km, maybe we did ;D&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sat around. Clarissa &amp; I went to the rocks. Sat from SunSet till NightFall. HAHA, we rock.&lt;br /&gt;I think almost an hour plus. Just sat there, neither of us were talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stared at the waves, crashing upon the rocks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watched tons of planes, flying past the night sky up high.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The feeling was just, mixed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart felt heavy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone was leaving.&lt;/strong&gt; -The planes got me thinking bout' that.&lt;br /&gt;Departurrrrrrrrrrrrre, sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We we decided to head back to the pit when we saw them screaming. - Cause the pit or whatever kind of caught fire, HA HA. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat much. So we sat by the pathway and chatted, played cards. Rebecca &amp;amp; Clarissa almost got hit by this ranger's car thingy. I screamed, 'GOT CARRRR!!!" And ran away. Haha, Clarissa threw the cards aside and ran away. Same goes to Rebecca. HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;Funnnny.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; The rest of the time, we were just bahhbahh-ing away.&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Park at night is really scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116498716166162033?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116498716166162033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116498716166162033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116498716166162033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116498716166162033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/1st-december-is-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116490420782448031</id><published>2006-12-01T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:30:07.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's dec already. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st Dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshhh.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;6 More days. Less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE LEAVE LEAVE.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY IS GONNA START TO LEAVE.&lt;br /&gt;WHILE I STAY STAY STAY.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking stay here.&lt;br /&gt;Why must my parents be busy.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you, you, you, you, you, you &amp; YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy. Rawrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116490420782448031?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116490420782448031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116490420782448031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116490420782448031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116490420782448031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-dec-already.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116490123771919043</id><published>2006-11-30T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:46:57.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is out to SarahChia, (Don't know if you still come to my blog, which you claim you've never came before until the incident.) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to rub it in Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Sorry if you think I'm accusing you.&lt;br /&gt;But, let me explain how similar things are? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see the phrase on &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; blog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll wait my whole lifetime, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right here for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The Phrase on &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; blog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or Maybe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll wait my whole lifetime, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was changed in both phrases.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from the first line shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or Maybe.&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Me, a person who normally start a line with caps, would usually type the alphabet 'm' in caps. But i've noticed, from all your blog posts. That you don't usually star a line with caps. "Small caps" typer i shall say. I've asked a few "Small caps" typer friends whether they would type as 'Or Maybe'/'Or maybe'. Well, they chose the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll wait my whole lifetime,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right here for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Normally, people would have joined this two lines together. Without the comma. Well, maybe that's just my pov. And usually(esp "small caps' typer), would have left the 'R' as it is. And not caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weird typing style.&lt;br /&gt;So i doubt, there'd be anyone who can type the same phrase exactly the way i typed it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Plus, the format is totally &lt;em&gt;the same&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, you posted that after my post. A day apart.&lt;br /&gt;Pure coincidence? Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, but definately &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't blame Liseah.&lt;br /&gt;She was just pointing our the similarity. &amp; Was only kind to inform me. I don't see any form of accusation in her tag, saying that you ripped it off my blog. Most importantly, She's your friend.&lt;br /&gt;You can shoot me for bloody hell's sake. Cause we ain't friends, at all.&lt;br /&gt;Plus my tag on your blog, sounded pretty nice, and was only asking you politely. Maybe it had a hint of accusation, but i dare say, &lt;strong&gt;not much&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is meant to clarify things clearly ok?&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to spite you.&lt;br /&gt;If you're pissed that I'm accusing you, which i think not.&lt;br /&gt;Then, well, I'm pissed that someone took something from my blog, without my permission &amp;amp; not admitting it.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, Leave me to think what I want. &amp;amp; i'll leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;But please, don't use "the phrase is really common" to defend yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, curse me all you want. (If you want to)&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just stating fcats that are obvious yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Chill - no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116490123771919043?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116490123771919043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116490123771919043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116490123771919043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116490123771919043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-out-to-sarahchia-dont-know-if.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116489833089604483</id><published>2006-11-30T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:55:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Called Terter's phone a little while before midnight. With Charlotte on the line too. (Conference call, if you're dumb enough to not understand.)&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us called up the Yings at midnight, &amp; wished them happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Chatted a bit after the Yings hung up. Goshhh, i miss Teresa &amp;amp; Charlotte! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; OHOH!&lt;br /&gt;I just finished writing the last page of my 2 year old diary.&lt;br /&gt;Took me THAT long. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woolala-ed today. Funnnn!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;This is only applicable for girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, If you see a Potianak(? I don't know if i spelt correctly, Doubt so.),&lt;br /&gt;You just have to flash your boobs at her &amp;amp; she'll get shy and runaway.&lt;br /&gt;Cause her boobs are on her back.&lt;br /&gt;- I thought it was fake, &amp; laughed my ass off. But i think it's real, now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But but but!&lt;br /&gt;What if,&lt;br /&gt;1) The Potianak is a lesbian &amp;amp; her eyes boggle out at the sight of it!&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;2) The Potianak is a horny lesbian, &amp; bites your boobs off!!!&lt;br /&gt;Or, Even better&lt;br /&gt;3) A guy walks into where ever you are just as you flash your boobs.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Goshhh, laughed like hell.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116489833089604483?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116489833089604483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116489833089604483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116489833089604483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116489833089604483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/called-terters-phone-little-while.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116480987102810563</id><published>2006-11-29T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:17:51.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait a minute or two.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I should wait another couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I should wait a few months or years.&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll wait my whole lifetime, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right here for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116480987102810563?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116480987102810563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116480987102810563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116480987102810563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116480987102810563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/maybe-ill-wait-minute-or-two.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116472843677105610</id><published>2006-11-28T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:40:36.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is like my third post for today.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just telling Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;Losing someone is like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You just fell into a deep deep well with a partner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The happy moments spent together is like all there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But your partner gets tired of the well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And manage to climb out of it, without you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you're left there inside, alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trapped, you can't get out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling sucksssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116472843677105610?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116472843677105610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116472843677105610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116472843677105610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116472843677105610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-like-my-third-post-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116472690404300693</id><published>2006-11-28T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:15:04.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, was weird.&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;But preeeettttty good hair day though. ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's going overseas soon!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. Gwen's gone. Amanda's going. Charlotte would be going soon. Clarissa? Maybe too.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Liseah's back.&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS ELSE GOING OVERSEAS?&lt;br /&gt;Mine got cancelled ): Cause my parents would be buzzehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I would have to do all the missing, while people enjoy themselves. Spoiler right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should really get paid for missing people you know you know!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the Neopets frenzy again?&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel like playing, but i can't log into my account!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm lazy to create a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You haven't been online lately, hoooooooow commmmmmmmme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Block me is it-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116472690404300693?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116472690404300693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116472690404300693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116472690404300693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116472690404300693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/todaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay-was-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116468439360294883</id><published>2006-11-28T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T11:26:33.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was suppose to go to school for the Radin Mas thing today at 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i overslept. &amp; woke up at 10.&lt;br /&gt;Andddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd, i have to prepare for woolala now.&lt;br /&gt;I think my life is boring.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tugs, tugged, tugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116468439360294883?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116468439360294883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116468439360294883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116468439360294883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116468439360294883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/was-suppose-to-go-to-school-for-radin.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116463813188861977</id><published>2006-11-27T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:35:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp; This is when i put my feelings to a close.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there's still something tugging my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Walked in the rain like thrice? Heaaaaavvvvvvyyyy raaaaaainnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i fall sick soon. Best : Fever.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I was a happy girl today, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116463813188861977?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116463813188861977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116463813188861977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116463813188861977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116463813188861977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-when-i-put-my-feelings-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116454053843370096</id><published>2006-11-26T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:42:23.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch Happy Feeeeeeeet today.&lt;br /&gt;It was gay. &amp; Only really gay people can scream in gay shows. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte baby &amp; I. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Joe kept making gay laughters.-.-&lt;br /&gt;Haha, there you're mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how they sing! Even though it's so cheesy &amp; uhhh, weird. But yeah, pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't like the ending!!!!!! That Gloria penguin shouldn't have like got "married".&lt;br /&gt;That's the only thing i don't like. -.-&lt;br /&gt;The baby penguins are &lt;333333! Damn cuutttttttttttttttttttteeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; The five little other breed of penguins, damn funny. Especially when they jump down slopes!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116454053843370096?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116454053843370096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116454053843370096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116454053843370096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116454053843370096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-watch-happy-feeeeeeeet-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116442417520887147</id><published>2006-11-25T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:08:13.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I neeeeeeeeed &amp; want to watch :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Material Girls!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (I think I'm lagging behind): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Convenant!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (JOLENE, WHERE ARE YOU.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Holiday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night At the Musuem!!!&lt;/strong&gt; ( I hope it'd be a funnnehhh show ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DeJa Vu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok 5 shows,&lt;br /&gt;let's take it as average 8bucks per movie ticket.&lt;br /&gt;5 x 8 = 4o bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Knnn, Haven't even count whatever food/drinks yet.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch Happy Feet, for the sake of the Lesbianxzx Getaway (with little kids now).&lt;br /&gt;Whooooo, i'm so excited! ; Not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116442417520887147?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116442417520887147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116442417520887147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116442417520887147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116442417520887147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-neeeeeeeeed-not.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116433919997320443</id><published>2006-11-24T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:39:54.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;I called my house at 3am in the morning. &amp; asked Mommy to come to my room. Cause i was too afraid to go to the toilet alone.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think I rockkkkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;NEVER REPLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feels more than just weird, It feels wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116433919997320443?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116433919997320443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116433919997320443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116433919997320443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116433919997320443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-know-whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat-i-called.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116428299405591922</id><published>2006-11-23T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T20:00:55.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week's been tiring so far.&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of sleep, 12hours of woolala.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a super woman. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66 of &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were cruel enough to put them down,&lt;br /&gt;You'd be cruel enough to forget &amp; throw them away.&lt;br /&gt;Am i right? Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been &amp;amp; still am slogging myself out like i promised.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, bahhhhh/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa: ;DDD But yours is blurrrr! Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teresa: Yeahhhhh, i will smileeeeeeeeeeeee. Haha, I saw the pictures of me! :D I love youuuu! &amp; yes, the blind song is sad. /: I'll relink when i'm....FREE. (: Like later maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe: Sure, as long as i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte: Oh cause...I was talking to you when you were offline. So it's like pointless? Hope you get it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116428299405591922?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116428299405591922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116428299405591922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116428299405591922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116428299405591922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-weeks-been-tiring-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116412381847884392</id><published>2006-11-21T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:43:38.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess i can say, today's the worst day of my life. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Try getting scolded for nothing for around 5 or 6 times?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Getting injured for 3 times. (-All injuries were bloody.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are screwed up, &amp; I don't know where tom go from here.&lt;br /&gt;There's no one to guide, nor is there anyone I can sharel all of it to.&lt;br /&gt;Yes Trio &amp;amp; uh friends? But it's just uhhhhhh, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just bloody fucken tired.&lt;br /&gt;Really wish i can just die on the spot &amp; end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116412381847884392?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116412381847884392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116412381847884392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116412381847884392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116412381847884392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-guess-i-can-say-todays-worst-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116408231582959182</id><published>2006-11-21T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T12:11:55.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My throat's failing on me. Due to what have been happening the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;My voice is starting to turn hoaaaaaaaaaarseeeeeeee. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna slog myself out this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll die from all these activities, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;End of everything. Poooof.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116408231582959182?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116408231582959182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116408231582959182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116408231582959182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116408231582959182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-throats-failing-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116404219192200054</id><published>2006-11-21T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:03:11.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My post just got deleted.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;So today went to JE with Trio to ice skate.&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte fell 20 over times! Hahahaaahaha, but it was her first time&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she knows how to skate now, I HOPE. (:&lt;br /&gt;Great job lah kkk? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Lunched &amp;amp; crashed over at Clarissa's.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they bought me a Sunflower to cheer me up. Haha, super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner over at her house(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the gay moments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; thanks for everything Trio&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ :&lt;br /&gt;I guess all have come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Only one can choose to stay, &amp; be a dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;Which, I've always been the past times.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want those hardtimes back.&lt;br /&gt;I can stand alone, without anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all those I put so much trust in.&lt;br /&gt;My defences are up, no more nonsense from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Take care too yeah. It's been great i guess.&lt;br /&gt;But no thanks for this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry? Disappointed? /:&lt;br /&gt;But I have to let everything go.&lt;br /&gt;All i ask for now is the truth, it isn't that hard is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116404219192200054?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116404219192200054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116404219192200054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116404219192200054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116404219192200054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-post-just-got-deleted.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116393864666234188</id><published>2006-11-19T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:17:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, i'll sound really bimbotic. But,&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GTE MY NAILS DONE AT VOXY.&lt;br /&gt;/: It's damn ex though. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back, &amp; i just know it.&lt;br /&gt;All the constant blogging in different moods.&lt;br /&gt;): It's back and I don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116393864666234188?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116393864666234188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116393864666234188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116393864666234188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116393864666234188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/gosh-ill-sound-really-bimbotic.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116393796192826743</id><published>2006-11-19T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:06:01.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Clarissa(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey thanks. FOr playing 7 Hand poker with me till like 2 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun yeah ;D &amp; Partly for distracting me too. &amp;amp; of course, calling you at like what 3?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, listening to me crying like a shitass. But at least i found my voice to speak to you! (:&lt;br /&gt;You sucha great bestfling&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlotte(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, your 4am plus message woke me up when i finally managed to sleep at like say 0345.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i appreciate that hmm:/ long sms i suppose. Thanks yup(: Tomorrow! Trio outing! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna put a whole chunk of many different lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-This Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what makes you play this game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With results always the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing but bad reputations to gain&lt;br /&gt;It speaks to me like all is fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i could cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From all the bends and breaks&lt;/em&gt; that i&lt;br /&gt;Took this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When happiness is based on lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sits so hard its &lt;em&gt;too hard to tell the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-How's It Gonna Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you take a swing, &lt;em&gt;I wonder what are we fighting for&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;When I say out loud, I want to get out of this, I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anything I'm going to miss,&lt;/em&gt; I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's it going to be, &lt;em&gt;When you don't know me&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;How's it going to be, &lt;em&gt;When you're sure I'm not there&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;How's it going to be, &lt;em&gt;When there is no one there to talk to&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Between you and me, 'Cause I don't care,&lt;br /&gt;How's it going to be,&lt;br /&gt;How's it going to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where we used to laugh&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;There's a shouting match, Sharp as a thumbnail scratch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A silence I can't ignore&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Like . . &lt;em&gt;The hammock by the doorway we spent time in&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Swing empty&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Don't see lightning like last fall when it was always about to hit me, I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Blind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was young but I wasn't naive&lt;br /&gt;I watched helpless as he turned around to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would fall asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only in hopes of dreaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That everything would be like it was before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's emo. Emo's eating me up, rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to it, but i guess, i've got to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116393796192826743?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116393796192826743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116393796192826743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116393796192826743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116393796192826743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/clarissa-hey-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116387501208298212</id><published>2006-11-19T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:36:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Playing MSN's 7 Hand Poker with Clarissa now!(:&lt;br /&gt;And it's like 0227 in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I totally miss talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;Been missing out a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna off the computer only when my Mom wakes up &amp; starts nagging.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna sleep, Don't feel like it at all. Though i have to wake up kinda early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-Shrugs. Nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116387501208298212?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116387501208298212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116387501208298212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116387501208298212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116387501208298212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/playing-msns-7-hand-poker-with.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116387268651624698</id><published>2006-11-19T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T01:58:06.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good things don't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm happy. I'll ask myself this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Am I really happy? If I'm not, then please stop faking it. -.-"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116387268651624698?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116387268651624698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116387268651624698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116387268651624698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116387268651624698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/good-things-dont-last.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116386670838027321</id><published>2006-11-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:18:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck fuck fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those things that are screwing up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those things that are making me sad.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those promises.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those tears.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think having my phone confiscated now might be a pretty good idea.&lt;br /&gt;I miss TRIO. ):&lt;br /&gt;I miss Lizzie. ):&lt;br /&gt;I miss those who are there for me when i'm uber down. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't let this be another retake please? ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116386670838027321?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116386670838027321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116386670838027321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116386670838027321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116386670838027321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck-fuck-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116374795751021323</id><published>2006-11-17T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T15:19:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Trio.):&lt;br /&gt;I miss study times.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how we studied just before exam period.&lt;br /&gt;The daily mugging at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;Crashing over at Bestfling's house every saturday till lateeeeeeee at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we've been missing out quite a lot, we ought to catch up with each others' lives.&lt;br /&gt;Say..sometime next week? :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116374795751021323?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116374795751021323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116374795751021323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116374795751021323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116374795751021323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-miss-trio.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116367955786409649</id><published>2006-11-16T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:19:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't sign into MSN, but all of a sudden i could. /:&lt;br /&gt;But something's still wrong....&lt;br /&gt;Haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, nvm. The rest of the year seems like a bore.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, wait. I can't sign into MSN again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This sucks -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116367955786409649?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116367955786409649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116367955786409649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116367955786409649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116367955786409649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-couldnt-sign-into-msn-but-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116359913032269766</id><published>2006-11-15T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:58:50.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from Class Chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Day One:&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for the results of some sort. Like, which class we went. 3A:/ Bahh they mixed everyone up. That's damn ass. Went Tiong to have lunch with the Radin Mas Project group people. (Actually, it was only Jolene, Clare &amp; I) The others went to Mer's house first.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah after lunch headed to Mer's house &amp;amp; did the project. Just helped to stick the tubes that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Went Vivo to meet Narelle &amp; Sandra with Mer &amp;amp; Jolene. They bought a hell load of things for the BBQ. &amp; it was godamn heavy. So we had to cab in the end. /:&lt;br /&gt;Then changed &amp;amp; went Tamp. Mall with Jolene to watch Step Up.&lt;br /&gt;Omg! That show is hot hot hot. (: We almost missed the last train. But we missed the last bus):&lt;br /&gt;First time, quite fun actually. Ohoh! The train accident-.- The image is stuck in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;So got back, washed up slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Day Two:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and went Macs to have Breakfast with Mer &amp; Jolene. Waited for people to come to go escape. (Simin, Collette, Narelle &amp;amp; Sandra)&lt;br /&gt;But it was closed? Bloody hell. So we decided to go Bowling. But, nooooo, no more bowling centre there. So we went to search for the Bike Rental. Cycled for 2 whole hours. Ok maybe not. Minus, the stop at the playground &amp; drink stall &amp;amp; waiting for the poeple who got splitted up from us. Overall, kinda fun, But aching butts. HA(:&lt;br /&gt;Went back &amp; prepared waterbombs for the bbq later on! We made like 200? I think more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Seow came first, he bought us food, how nice(: He was damn ass, but fun. Charlotte &amp;amp; I had fun stealing his satays. &amp; he couldn't take it anymore, he went to lick the whole bunch of them-.- Disgusting. Then all the other teachers/people came. MrLau &amp;amp; MsVino were damn late.&lt;br /&gt;So since it was also a half farewell party for Evelene. We had a cake. We cut a slice. And trciked her into biting the cherry with her mouth. &amp; we smashed the cake into her face:D&lt;br /&gt;Yay baby. Had a mini food fight. The WATERBOMBS! We ran around throwing almost everyone in sight. Haha, damn fun. After a long while. There was still so many in the bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;So Jolene &amp;amp; I teamed up against Narelle &amp; Collette. &amp;amp; Played waterbomb fight in the toilet. Damn fun, we had remaining plasticbags so we made more tp play. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;We were soaking wet in the end. Niceeeee. So went to the bbq pit to eat since we were hungry. &amp; there were a lot of food left. Haha we even gave a box of beehoon &amp;amp; a bunch of satays away. :D KIND SOULS.&lt;br /&gt;Cleared the place &amp; washed up. Then we had ghost stories sessions. Those who were too scared, went to play cards. But i fell alseep soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Day Three.&lt;br /&gt;Wild wild wet day!&lt;br /&gt;Jolene left for school in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Went for Breakfast at BK with Collette &amp; Mer. Didn't eat though. Cause i had a few brownies in the morning. The others went Macs i think. Went back slacked, played Stress with Collette.&lt;br /&gt;We were damn kiasu &amp; changed into our swimsuits like 12plus. &amp;amp; it rained while we changed. So waited till 1 plus, then headed for Wild Wild Wet together in a group of 8.&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun! Samsung Slide Up was cool. The waterworks purple slide, maluuuu shit. I was stuck inside ok! Cause i was spun spun around till i didnt know which direction i was. &amp; 2 guys crashed into me in the slide. Pitch dark, i thought they were some freaking ghosts. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tsunami was kinda fun. Then Shiok river with Jessica, Mer &amp;amp; Collette!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We wore life jackets. &amp; were damn amused by what we can do with it. So we were practically, retarded. :D&lt;br /&gt;The ulah was fun too. Went like almost all the rides. Except for the kiddy one near the waterworks. Heh. Back to chalet, washed up. I burnt my stomach while bathing. Stupid cock up heater. Had a light dinner a.k.a a few chips. &amp;amp; headed back home with Collette. Both of us slept during the ride back. Haha. Tired shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to stay all 4 days, but couldn't in the end. Last minute had something on. So ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;(: I had fun, loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss 2D!(: See you guys next year!&lt;br /&gt;But for some of you, i better see you guys many times before next year comes. Ha(:&lt;br /&gt;I love clique too! &lt;33333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116359913032269766?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116359913032269766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116359913032269766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116359913032269766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116359913032269766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-got-back-from-class-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116333599489952114</id><published>2006-11-12T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:53:14.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Yeah, i do now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116333599489952114?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116333599489952114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116333599489952114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116333599489952114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116333599489952114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/look-around-and-youll-see-that-at.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116333557550425663</id><published>2006-11-12T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:46:15.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much happened..&lt;br /&gt;Just a little..disappointed these days i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lala:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, ok!(: &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe:&lt;/strong&gt; What 4 or 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clarissa:&lt;/strong&gt; I knew you were sucha dumass! Haha, luckily i put that note there. If not...(: &lt;3 I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passerby:&lt;/strong&gt; Who are you? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lizzie:&lt;/strong&gt; :DDD You really messaged me! Haha, i super miss you! Lazy to reply your sms, maybe later(: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simin:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha yeah! Thanks(: But wthhh, you guys tricked me :\\\ &gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Another Perfect Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm holding on, waiting for your call.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's simple, but I can't explain this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sinking down; I feel like I could die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm falling off; I don't know why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116333557550425663?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116333557550425663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116333557550425663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116333557550425663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116333557550425663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/nothing-much-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116313859632086717</id><published>2006-11-10T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:03:16.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't sleep. When it's like, perfect weather currently! - Raining.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped half of guitar. - Not good, cause i'd be lagging behind. Plus, i'd be missing 2 lessons next week. BAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i had the aching neck when i woke up. After that, i had this bloody headache. &amp; Cyberland suddenly felt so cold.&lt;br /&gt;So MrsGomez allowed me to go home, &amp;amp; MrToh, Simin, Jazlyn, Queenie &amp; SimYee sent me home. Those 4 nutheads crashed over at my house &amp;amp; had their lunch there. (They brought their own CupNoodles) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, at home. Damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;I feel hungry, but when i look at food. It's not what i crave for. What else can cure the bloody hunger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus causing me to frown &amp; smile whenever i get &lt;strong&gt;KDA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116313859632086717?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116313859632086717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116313859632086717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116313859632086717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116313859632086717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/cant-sleep_10.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116308030195451300</id><published>2006-11-09T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:51:41.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahlau, i saw something that spoilt my mood.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;If you hate guitar so much, bloody fucken quit ok? Not like we need you bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;CLARISSA NOT YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause, at least you know how to play well right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bahhhh, stupid people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116308030195451300?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116308030195451300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116308030195451300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116308030195451300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116308030195451300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/wahlau-i-saw-something-that-spoilt-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116307993980199692</id><published>2006-11-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:45:39.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KDA KDA KDA KDA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KDA KDA KDA KDA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KDA KDA KDA KDA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted money on 2 movies. But nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;KDA!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, don't ask what's that,&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's for me to know, and you to &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;find out. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i miss people!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i can't wait for next week's class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;Life havew been great lately, whoospydoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KDA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116307993980199692?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116307993980199692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116307993980199692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116307993980199692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116307993980199692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/kda-kda-kda-kda-kda-kda-kda-kda-kda.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116298216609141435</id><published>2006-11-08T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:41:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Guardian.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step Up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grudge 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Material Girls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT WATCHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm out of civilization.&lt;br /&gt;Bah/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Am I not pretty enough&lt;br /&gt;Is my heart too broken&lt;br /&gt;Do I cry too much&lt;br /&gt;Am I too outspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't I make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Should I try it harder&lt;br /&gt;Why do you see right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live, I breathe, I let it rain on me&lt;br /&gt;I sleep, I wake, I try hard not to break&lt;br /&gt;I crave, I love, I've waited long enough&lt;br /&gt;I try as hard as I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh, I feel, I make believe it's real&lt;br /&gt;I fall, I freeze, I pray down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;I hope, I stand, I take it like a man&lt;br /&gt;I try as hard as I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116298216609141435?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116298216609141435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116298216609141435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116298216609141435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116298216609141435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/guardian.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116282746529725717</id><published>2006-11-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:37:45.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i'm bloody longwinded, but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just told me my Grandma scaled her arm recently. (No big deal?)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; She didn't even feel anything. She's aging. - That's the whole point.&lt;br /&gt;She's in her 80s now btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's nearing the age/stage whereby she may face death any moment.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she may get on my nerves at times. But what she did to get on my nerves was simply asking me questions out of concern. I, in fact, We(My brothers &amp; I, sometimes my parents too. Or maybe even the other members of the whole family) should know this better than anyone else. :&lt;br /&gt;She's aging yet she bothers, to care. Why can't we just make an effort to understand her. Instead of thinking that she's irritating? ):&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad. I can't imagine any of my grandparents leaving this world.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, i've took them for granted till, it's a matter a fact that they're &amp;amp; would be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought again, what if my Grandma left my Grandpa first? Or vice versa. (They live together alone fyi)&lt;br /&gt;It's like, they'd be all alone..): If i already feel so bad..Wouldn't they feel so much worst?&lt;br /&gt;Their marriage was arranged, not out of love. But they still, have accompanied each other through so many years.&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me that my Grandma said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If Grandpa were to leave this world first, she'd leave with him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is that? I'd rather that too, even though it's 2 losses to me, to us. But i can't bear the thought that one of them would have to live the rest of their life(Even if there's not long more to live, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOUCHWOOD&lt;/span&gt;) alone without companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've neglected them. Yes i have.&lt;br /&gt;I know i would cry, regret if either of them were to pass away anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Why make things so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;If i cherish them now. - I wouldn't feel so much regret if they were to leave this world. As I know i've tried my best &amp; did something. I have wonderful memories of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do i have much time now? I hope i do.&lt;br /&gt;I felt a strong urge to find my Grandma &amp; just hug her.&lt;br /&gt;(Haha, yes i'm closer to my Grandma)&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cause when i was young, she've always been there to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;Whether when i'm ill, or when i'm jumping around like a nuthead.&lt;br /&gt;She made an effort to ensure that she satisfy our needs to whatever extend she can provide us with.&lt;br /&gt;I do remember all that she've done, but i haven't really spend time appreciating all these.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my Grandparents a lot. As much as they may be bias at time, but i know that they still love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I'm not trying to be emo here. It's just that, i felt a strong urge to blog it out. I think i make sense(: I'm proud of myself(:&lt;br /&gt;Cause i spent time to stop, &amp; thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok goodnight people. This is a friggin longgg post. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116282746529725717?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116282746529725717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116282746529725717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116282746529725717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116282746529725717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-im-bloody-longwinded-but-here.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116281724450978510</id><published>2006-11-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:47:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so bored, that i shall show off my videos.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Ok,&lt;br /&gt;Videos i promised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch Break - First Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJOFxkUNH1Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJOFxkUNH1Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch Break - Second Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWhAB21ttEg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWhAB21ttEg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am very ashamed to admit that i was the one who said, "Never moan" uh during the start of the video. It's not cause i'm horny k. Cause she seriously moans when it gets uhhh way too spicy. THERE IS PROOF, WATCH ALL VIDEOS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch Break - Third Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EP714qKiKjY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EP714qKiKjY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I know i have very retarded/funny/spastic seniors:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i was the one taking all those videos. But that doesn't mean those awful laughters/comments were made by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I shall try to show off my photos for the Halloween. HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;that is if Blogger is not ebing an ass today. Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/1600/Shotdown335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/200/Shotdown335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG CAN. I SHALL SHOWOFF MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/1600/Shotdown322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/200/Shotdown322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't look glam, no i'm not trying let Charlotte smell my armpit. HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;I was styling my hair mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/1600/Shotdown326.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/200/Shotdown326.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was suppose to make me look like i have 2 hands at the back but haiya, unglam shot of hahahahahahacharlotte. OPPS?&lt;br /&gt;(I WILL TAKE IT OFF IF YOU WANT ME TO, PLEASE DON'T DO ANYTHING MEAN TO ME CHARLOTTE!) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;MORE PHOTOS! (I shall torture Blogger's bandwidth! Since it was so evil to let me not post photos. Plus, they provide unlimited bandwidth so it's ok.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/1600/Shotdown338.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/200/Shotdown338.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to camwhore all by myself, but they wouldn't let me do so. Nevermind, they look pretty in the photo too though! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/1600/Shotdown355.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/200/Shotdown355.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last shot before all of us head home.&lt;br /&gt;We are shameless, don't even let glass panels off. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, i shall dig for more photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/1600/Shotdown273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6341/817/200/Shotdown273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last one, promise. HELLO don't look at the pink shirt aunty!&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT THE REFLECTIONS. :D&lt;br /&gt;HEE HEE HEE.&lt;br /&gt;Ok byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Thank me for sharing photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116281724450978510?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116281724450978510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116281724450978510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116281724450978510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116281724450978510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-bored-that-i-shall-show-off-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116280472574547579</id><published>2006-11-06T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:59:35.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 hours over of Guitar isn't very healthy you know.&lt;br /&gt;But it was quite fun, minus the existence of 3 people. :D (They read this, i die.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, we had sectional practices. &amp; It was pretty fun. Though we end up practising other songs than SYF. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lunch! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Went Tiong for our lunch break. It was the first time the senior members went out to eat together. Whee!&lt;br /&gt;I have some videos of them eating the Spicy BanMian. &amp; I TELL YOU IT WAS EFFING HELL SPICY.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, haiya, why they eat until like that? So i tried a uhhh, tweeny bit of it &amp;amp; i tell you, the colour of my face must have changed like $^%&amp;*(!&lt;br /&gt;But later, have no time to post/upload it.&lt;br /&gt;So we were late, &amp;amp; the 3 people weren't very happy. Oh well nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking back home from the bus stop, &amp; i saw one old lady in chapalang dressing with &lt;strong&gt;crocs&lt;/strong&gt;. (Is it how you spell that show name btw?)&lt;br /&gt;Bahhhh. I almost rolled my eyes at her. I cannot stand it! I was fine with crocs at first, but after seeing so many people abusing it. (In such a way that they wear it without matching shirts/pants/whatever!)&lt;br /&gt;I saw this angmoh family once, ALL IN CROCS. &lt;strong&gt;Different colours &amp;amp; sizes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I thought their fashion sense were so much better. Or maybe, they wanted to follow the Singaporean trend. Bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;Simin gave me the tempation to eat Crunchie.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i bought a king size Crunchie before. (It's just the normal Crunchie, just a little bit longer) IT SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;I was eating it half way, &amp; threw it away. Not because the taste was diffrent.&lt;br /&gt;It was because i was half way through finishing the whole bar. I looked at it, &amp;amp; bloody.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, Still got so much more to go, sickening.&lt;br /&gt;So i threw it away. :D&lt;br /&gt;Next time, buy 2 Crunchie, it's better than the King size one.&lt;br /&gt;Oh back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;So i went to the Minimart on my way back home, that shop sucked.&lt;br /&gt;They have no more Crunchie. I was damn disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to look for Mars bar. Don't have! Only have the mini pack.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the shop for 15minutes trying to find a decent chocolate ok.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sad to say, that shop is full of &lt;strong&gt;lousy cheapo&lt;/strong&gt; chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;So i gave up &amp;amp; bought the mini pack of Mars bars instead.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116280472574547579?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116280472574547579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116280472574547579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116280472574547579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116280472574547579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/7-hours-over-of-guitar-isnt-very.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116272237036363104</id><published>2006-11-05T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T18:26:10.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahlau,&lt;strong&gt; some loser only know how to go around bullshitting false things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you ok? With a billion rambutans of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with Jolene about some lsoers. Seriously, they are a bunch of &lt;strong&gt;LOSERS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L-O-S-E-R-S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Of course, losers make freinds with losers! No wonder they know each other &amp;amp; shared false informations. Ass. So Jolene &amp; I were fuming &amp;amp; vented our anger by sharing those informations. Nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYEBYE. GOT TO GO FOR DINNER.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU. HAHAHAHAA. Actually no. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MJW!:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;3333333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116272237036363104?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116272237036363104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116272237036363104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116272237036363104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116272237036363104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/wahlau-some-loser-only-know-how-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116265456241433443</id><published>2006-11-04T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:36:02.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joe wants me to bitch about him&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna bitch abotu him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Because he wants to overtake me in the number of posts i have.&lt;br /&gt;2) He wants me to bitch about him.&lt;br /&gt;3) He was elated to hear that I'm gonna bitch about him, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Joe is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;That's why i should bitch about Joe.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA. Actually, i don't know what to bitch about Joe.&lt;br /&gt;Ok byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion? : I can only bitch about my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp; &amp;amp;, the most most most important fact,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MJW ROCKS!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116265456241433443?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116265456241433443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116265456241433443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116265456241433443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116265456241433443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/joe-wants-me-to-bitch-about-him-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116265332905583319</id><published>2006-11-04T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:27:48.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, Joe &amp; I are seemingly having a competition uhh, on the number of posts we have!&lt;br /&gt;Oh fine, it's one-sided. I started it k?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but he said he wanted to overtake me!&lt;br /&gt;No chetaing by blogging like one word &amp;amp; tada. haha. Yadaydayada.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking rubbish. bah nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't so good afterall.&lt;br /&gt;I was in pain for more than an hour plus. Like realllllly in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Girls' problems, don't ask. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo, i wanted to bitch about my brother yesterday. (The eldest for your information)&lt;br /&gt;But i'm uhhh scared of somethings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My cousins read my blog &amp; go tell my brother. Die ok. Since i have my blog's link on friendster...&amp;amp; considering that they are in my friend's list &amp; can view my profile..thus being able to get my blog's link. : Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;2) HIS GIRLFRIEND!!!! Kns, what if she reads my blog as uh she managed to get hold on my blog's link, well somehow. SHE READ, THEN OMG. She break up with my brother how!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA heck.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna bitch about him:D&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not. Ahh nevermind. I'm going to comment on his actions. Sounds nicer? Yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;:D Soooo let's start shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been effing hell talking on the phone with someone(Not his girlfriend fyi)&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, if the other party is a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Omf, means my brother is turning gay. Hahaha i don't mind actually. But nah, he wouldn't make a nice gay.&lt;br /&gt;You might think, talking on phonw with a guy only what! You talk on the phone with girls doesn't make you a lesbian, DOES IT? o.O HAHAHAHAHA. No of course not.&lt;br /&gt;But not when you &lt;strong&gt;don't have free outgoing&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;talking late into the night&lt;/strong&gt;, to top it off. &lt;strong&gt;Your bill is bursting&lt;/strong&gt;! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Good point i have there, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's take it the other party is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;The omfffff, he's cheating on his girlfriend. :&lt;br /&gt;Baddddddddddddddddddddddddd. (That's why i said if his girlfriend ever reads my blog i die ok. So does my brother actually HEEHEE.)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok am i evil or am i evil?&lt;br /&gt;No in fact i'm kind!&lt;br /&gt;Ok i see this blog post getiing a wee bit lengthy.&lt;br /&gt;So i shall end it here, :D&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116265332905583319?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116265332905583319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116265332905583319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116265332905583319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116265332905583319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-joe-talking-late-into-night-to-top.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116261727279302981</id><published>2006-11-04T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T13:14:32.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You make me breakfast in bed&lt;br /&gt;When I'm mixed up in my head&lt;br /&gt;You wake me with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;I could get used to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I look the best&lt;br /&gt;When my hair is a mess&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you exist&lt;br /&gt;I could get used to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know you're too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;I must have done something good to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you wrote my name across your hand&lt;br /&gt;When I freak you understand&lt;br /&gt;There is not a thing you miss&lt;br /&gt;And I could get used to this&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;:D This song is uber sweeeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you know, i slept till 12 &amp;amp; i feel like sleeping again.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many questions to ask, omg.&lt;br /&gt;Ok tada, i'd be gone for 8 hours plus plus &amp; pop back up on net.&lt;br /&gt;Miss me, miss me not.&lt;br /&gt;But of course i know you'd miss me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I just friggin dropped for phone again. {6th time} )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This post is full of random shit. Don't mind me. ;D Tadas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116261727279302981?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116261727279302981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116261727279302981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116261727279302981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116261727279302981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-make-me-breakfast-in-bed-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116256573459405633</id><published>2006-11-03T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:57:51.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm feeling damn egositic. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; high, whooooosh! Tee hee, it's like i'm drunkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;Ok heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MJW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way Joe?&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, YOUR NUMBER OF POSTS ARE WAY LAGGING BEHIND.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;:D Don't bother trying to catch up lah ok?&lt;br /&gt;You can try though....&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MJW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's Charlotte's story about the girl-don't-like-the-brother-but-his-little-brother made me high.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Sounds wrong ok, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;And and and! I WANT TO TALK TO THE KIDS. Hee, i can join their little conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MJW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wtffffffffffffff, i haven't bathe. Look at the time.&lt;br /&gt;2246. It's damn late k? Maybe not, but i haven't bathe! Uh heck. I'm lazy &amp;amp; tired.&lt;br /&gt;EH BUT MIND YOU, I'M GOING TO BATHE AFTER THIS OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MJW!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: By the time Charlotte reads finish this post. I bet'cha she's damn irritated with the MJWs! HAHAHAH. Wheee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116256573459405633?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116256573459405633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116256573459405633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116256573459405633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116256573459405633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-im-feeling-damn-egositic.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116253456893064367</id><published>2006-11-03T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T14:16:08.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait for the Class Chalet!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here are the details &amp; please try to attend ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13-15Nov. At Downtown East&lt;/strong&gt; Uh..The "NTUC" Chalet.&lt;br /&gt;So it's &lt;strong&gt;3days, 2 nights&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; BBQ&lt;/strong&gt; will be on the &lt;strong&gt;14th.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys can choose to&lt;strong&gt; stay over on&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;both nights or just one ni&lt;/strong&gt;ght.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you have to &lt;strong&gt;pay a certain amount of money&lt;/strong&gt;, duh.&lt;br /&gt;So yup, that's all i know so far.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It's also like a farewell party for Evelene since she's leaving for Aus soon.&lt;br /&gt;We'd miss you!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; today, went to school for the open house thing. &amp;amp; the only good thing is that we got Toblerone Chocolates for free. One tiny bar per person, but i managed to get like 5/6 bars for myself.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH PIG BUT WHO CARES, I LIKE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sa thing, the Mama Shop ayt my house's void deck is gonna close( I think)&lt;br /&gt;Since i saw the Aunty clearing the place.&lt;br /&gt;Eh that shop is like full of childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;I took a lift all by myself for the first time just to buy a snack from the shop. Well since, my maid would normally accompany me down. Yeah, &amp; i was so proud of myself!:DDD Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Ok sad, i think her husband is like, uhhhhh ill or something. I heard something about the nurses muist take care of him. (So i guess he's hospitalized?)&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, personal thoughts &amp;amp; feelings. You guys won't feel sad reading all this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh boring. I have to go, bahhh bye!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116253456893064367?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116253456893064367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116253456893064367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116253456893064367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116253456893064367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-wait-for-class-chaletddd-ok-so.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116235698524073837</id><published>2006-11-01T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:02:20.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i wouldn't say yesterday was a blast, but it was still fun though:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up at Fish &amp; Co. Waited for Jolene to come.&lt;br /&gt;They had this drinking competition. So Charlotte, Gwen &amp;amp; I decided to participate. &amp; we were competing against this group of adult guys. SO NOT FAIR. But nevermind. So it was a bowl of red stuff, which had so many lemons in them. YUCK OK. So just drank and drank till i almost vomitted. GWen ran away half way to vomit. So Amanda &amp;amp; Collette took turns to take over. &amp; then the last 10secs, i gave up &amp;amp; told Narelle to go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE SO WON THEM OK. :DDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were the coolest customers ever!:D&lt;br /&gt;So we ate &amp; got this 10% off the total bill thanks to Amanda for guessing correct this thingggg. Yup, went to PS to walk around. Sat at Starbucks for a while &amp;amp; headed for Ben's &amp; Jerry's at Cathay. Homed &amp;amp; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;belated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HALLOWEEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up &amp; went to school for CCA. &lt;div&gt;My fingers are friggin pain now. Ahhh, wtf. Neverminddddd. So guitar ended &amp;amp; Jazlyn suggested that we should try the back gate since it may be open. (It's nearer to our bus stop you see.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we stupidly followed. &amp; guess what, bingo. It wasn't open. We tried to wait for a car to come, but fuck no. Holidays where got cars! Actually, have. But it's like, not coming down at all. So i had many crazy ideas to open the gate or get a car to come down &amp;amp; all. But of course, just for laughs:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't be bothered to walk back to the back bus stop, thus i cabbed home. Since i was in a rush too, thanks to Jazlyn again. Ok nothing interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. OH WAIT. PICTURES!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok blogger's a friggin ass and don't allow me to post pictures. Another time then. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116235698524073837?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116235698524073837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116235698524073837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116235698524073837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116235698524073837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-i-wouldnt-say-yesterday-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116227352345297581</id><published>2006-10-31T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:45:23.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, I'm damn $#%^&amp;* now.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO EAT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;But shucks, Halloween Celebration at FIsh &amp;amp; Co. later, So it's like a must to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, wth. Nevermind, after that no more eating! I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkk, forget about that. Ahhh, i'm looking forward to later on!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been a happy girl lately, &amp; i need this celebration man!&lt;br /&gt;:D Perk me up a little you know. Get me into the holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay i love clique!&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHA &amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MJW TOO.&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116227352345297581?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116227352345297581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116227352345297581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116227352345297581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116227352345297581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg-im-damn-co.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116218461546121334</id><published>2006-10-30T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:03:35.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh that previous post was supposed to be posted yesterday. But Blogger was being an ass. Ok nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST GOT A CALL FROM TERESA THAT THE GUITAR OPENHOUSE BANNER HAS MY PICTURE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omfddfsgfdgfgdfdfsdgfdhgfsjdgfkhdsgflgsjdhfdsjgoqwteydjobxihsfd!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok forget it. Anyway, woke up early in the morning, went school.&lt;br /&gt;Handed up the Combination Slip &amp; I so sealed my fate.&lt;br /&gt;Bio &amp;amp; Chem, Pure Literature, Elective Geography, A &amp; E Maths, Higher Chinese, SS, English.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. I hate the Pure Lit part the&lt;strong&gt; most&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so after that, i went for Guitar Practice. Homed &amp;amp; I'm going off in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know if Night Safari is still on. But it's so impossible that it'd be successful there, so we may be changing to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116218461546121334?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116218461546121334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116218461546121334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116218461546121334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116218461546121334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-that-previous-post-was-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20464978.post-116212189889026570</id><published>2006-10-29T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:56:02.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was quite a funny day(:&lt;br /&gt;The facewave software &amp; all. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Got quite emo on my way home, ): Boo.&lt;br /&gt;So now i'm still waiting, &amp;amp; waiting &amp; waiting):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLIQUE HALLOWEEN CELEBRATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 2 options(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Town - Horror Movie &amp;amp; Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;2) Night Safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, WE HAVE TO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DRESS EMO/ EMOGOTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes even if we're going to Night Safari.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Jolene, majority wants Night Safari.&lt;br /&gt;So do you guys want to have like late lunch together &amp;amp; head for Night Safari together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please please please tell me/Jolene, lastest Monday ok!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GONNA BE SO DAMN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*NOTE: MUST DRESS ACCORDING TO THE THEME. IF NOT YOU HAVE TO TREAT THE WHOLE CLIQUE TO LUNCH!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20464978-116212189889026570?l=fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/116212189889026570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20464978&amp;postID=116212189889026570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116212189889026570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20464978/posts/default/116212189889026570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluorescentwhite.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-quite-funny-day-facewave.html' title=''/><author><name>yunhua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
