<?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-8196477946715512659</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:53:47.288+08:00</updated><category term='future'/><category term='exam'/><category term='study skills'/><category term='places'/><category term='NS'/><category term='exams'/><category term='random'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='party'/><category term='music'/><category term='emoness'/><category term='2007'/><category term='school'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='jay chou'/><category term='witches of oz'/><category term='life'/><category term='RAG'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='sweet 16'/><category term='memories'/><category term='bsc'/><category term='rubbish'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='outings'/><category term='anger'/><category term='spm'/><category term='work'/><category term='past'/><category term='friends'/><category term='funeral'/><title type='text'>memories.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-7816212381990978802</id><published>2008-11-28T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:35:28.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay. I started a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;http://www.violett-rouge.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pls relink me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7816212381990978802?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7816212381990978802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7816212381990978802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7816212381990978802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7816212381990978802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-blog.html' title='the new blog.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-4422317408064259030</id><published>2008-11-13T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:17:12.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spm'/><title type='text'>1st week of hell.</title><content type='html'>Okay. 1st week of spm is over. That means, no more BM, SEJARAH, English and Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously on the verge of going crazy the day before spm. I only read the komsas and novel stuff one day before the exam. And literature was better, cause I only read it just before I entered the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days was like hell. I couldn't sleep well. Slept about 2 am everyday and go for spm. Last minute studying again. Insane. Had a terrible headache yesterday night. Thank god I didn't wreck for Maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11/11/08 (Tuesday); BM and Sejarah 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essay questions were relatively easier compared to previous years. Surprisingly. We ramal-ed tons of questions. Most of them weren't right, but it was manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't bother reading Sejarah the day before cause I was so caught up with BM and all. Checked the sejarah paper 1 earlier on, 5 mistakes. Not bad, I guess. Though I heared Rachel got 3 mistakes, and Jun Kit only got 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;12/11/08 (Wednesday); English and Sejarah 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was okay. Now I know how the spm format is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was panicking before Sejarah 2. Normal I guess. The paper wasn't too bad. Felt so relieved when the Sejarah paper was over. I can really burn it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after the paper, I heard about the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kasturi seminar&lt;/span&gt; issue. Fuck. It's so fucking unfair. People who didn't even work as hard can answer everything just because they went for the seminar and got all the ramalan questions? Call me kiasu la. Whatever. I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was never fair anyway. So screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13/11/08 (Thursday); Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For paper 1, Rina and I had the same answers for all 40 questions. So, I'm guessing they're all right. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slacking again cause Sejarah is over. Aiyo, I haven't studied my moral, add maths and chemistry. I have 4 days to complete 3 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;p.s. I shall go shopping tmrw, stress relief. I'm gonna explode if I don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4422317408064259030?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4422317408064259030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4422317408064259030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4422317408064259030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4422317408064259030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-week-of-hell.html' title='1st week of hell.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-5127517886950977676</id><published>2008-11-06T15:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:53:16.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>life so far.</title><content type='html'>Okay. This blog post is long overdue. But hey, can't blame me right? SPM is in another 4 days. wtf. The 1st thing that comes into my mind every morning/ afternoon when I wake  up is how many freaking days are we left with before november 11. What a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm just gonna summarize everything that I've been doing for the past one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;30/10/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKckhVT6mI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BN3-CBRW4Og/s1600-h/n646353383_1572233_739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKckhVT6mI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BN3-CBRW4Og/s400/n646353383_1572233_739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265443065586510434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember where I got this from. I think it was from Em's facebook. Anyway, thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;31/10/08 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had classes from 8am to 12.20pm, as usual. That sucks. So much for testimonial day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent our lunch time camwhoring and went up to the hall for the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKbQySalDI/AAAAAAAAA1g/-GdjUl-05tM/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKbQySalDI/AAAAAAAAA1g/-GdjUl-05tM/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265441627028755506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony lasted about half an hour. Nothing much. Just speeches and all. No performance, no videos, no graduation song. Potong stim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the pool side for our graduation shoot. And it looked something like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKb9O1CrGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/qrteJo3Z8zc/s1600-h/n552764691_1531344_2814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKb9O1CrGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/qrteJo3Z8zc/s400/n552764691_1531344_2814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265442390604426338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, I stole this from Andrew's facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought that whole metal structure was gonna collapse cause it was seriously unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our free pose for the shoot was Mr Sheat's favourite pose while teaching. HAHAHA. The school's gonna send us the photos via email, so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the beruang seniors dinner at Alexis, Bangsar around 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKdrz850-I/AAAAAAAAA14/G499eKE56-8/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKdrz850-I/AAAAAAAAA14/G499eKE56-8/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265444290355123170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent about rm400 for dinner. Headed to Bangsar Village 2 for Haagen Dazs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fondue and more ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'm gonna repost about this after our 1st week of spm. Cause this short post is too pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3/11/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Leave. But we have to go back to school for classes. Everyone brought their handphones and used it in public. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had physics and add maths. BM was at 11.20am. By 11am, everyone packed their bags and RAN OFF. Literally. It was such a joke. Esha came in the class and only had 5 students left. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4/11/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to ditch Chemistry and went to Puchong to choose lightings for my new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5/11/08- 6/11/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school, studied sejarah, watched tv and wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our annual production, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;west side story&lt;/span&gt; is staging at Cheras starting next week. Yeah, that one word really does bring back the memories. Anyway, the tickets for the show is kindda expensive. Ranging from rm 55 to rm 90? And it has to be during the spm period. Damn. So, who's going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;p.s. have fun studying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-5127517886950977676?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/5127517886950977676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=5127517886950977676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5127517886950977676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5127517886950977676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-so-far.html' title='life so far.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SRKckhVT6mI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BN3-CBRW4Og/s72-c/n646353383_1572233_739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8099044875183274633</id><published>2008-10-30T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:21:35.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>finally.</title><content type='html'>I went to school late today and Mr S saw me. Oh no, BUSTED! Was kindda surprised he didn't say anything about it in class, for once. Lots of people brought their camera today, and we took pictures in class, canteen and everyone was watching. It'll be their turn soon anyway. Time flies faster than you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph managed to record Mr S teaching Redox Cell. Obviously he didn't notice the camera was right infront of him. This would be something to laugh at after we leave school. No more running to class after break, drinking coffee to stay awake and definitely no more lunch classes, lecturing and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LAME JOKES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Testimonial Day&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder how would it turn out to be like. Would everyone be crying when Alia gives her &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;valedictorian speech&lt;/span&gt;? I'm guessing, yes. We've all built very strong friendships here, and maybe for some people, something more than just friends. It's hard to say goodbye at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy we're having &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;prom&lt;/span&gt;. It's always nice to end high school with a wonderful night, where everyone would be all dressed up to meet up once again before going our own separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I were thinking of inviting the teachers to prom. We should. It's courtesy. After 2 years of heartache and stress teaching us, we do owe them something. And I think the least we could do to repay them is to spend our last moment in high school together with them :) But the only thing is, we'll have to pay for their tickets. Which I don't know how many people would actually agree to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, imagine Mr S and Cik Z coming to prom together! Hahahaha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry, Erwan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I had better get my camera charged now. Tomorrow is gonna be a crazy day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s. We shall be breaking school rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8099044875183274633?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8099044875183274633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8099044875183274633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8099044875183274633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8099044875183274633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title='finally.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3738292204763898326</id><published>2008-10-27T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:23:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glitterati affair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CEMPAKA DAMANSARA PROM '08.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;GLITTERATI AFFAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SQSN8iTQBzI/AAAAAAAAAow/lfdPsJhWgHc/s1600-h/prom+banner+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SQSN8iTQBzI/AAAAAAAAAow/lfdPsJhWgHc/s400/prom+banner+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261486335814797106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the official banner. (click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Date: 6 December 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Venue: One World Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Price: Rm 140.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom will mark the end of our high school life, leaving behind the most beautiful memories to last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our night! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and credits to Steph for organising the prom and for the banner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;* the prom is open to form 4s and form 5s of both campuses, for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3738292204763898326?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3738292204763898326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3738292204763898326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3738292204763898326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3738292204763898326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/10/glitterati-affair.html' title='glitterati affair.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SQSN8iTQBzI/AAAAAAAAAow/lfdPsJhWgHc/s72-c/prom+banner+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-2974363888147550005</id><published>2008-10-26T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:31:39.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closer.</title><content type='html'>SPM's getting closer, by the day. Now it's like, whoa, everything seems like a killer. And, it is in another 2 weeks? No way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... If you do well in spm, then congrats, you can work in mc donalds. If not, you'll end up selling char kuey tiau at imbi road. See? SPM determines your future. wtf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether I should be happy for my sister for choosing international school. Yeah, she's moving to cheras next year to start year 10. I'm kindda worried for her, for some reason. That means, no sejarah, no bm, no moral, no crap. Sigh. Why do I have to go through all this and she's having a jolly good time in international school ?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, good luck with all your kalifah, turki uthmaniyah, tamadun india :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-2974363888147550005?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/2974363888147550005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=2974363888147550005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2974363888147550005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2974363888147550005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/10/closer.html' title='closer.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3897286713166908442</id><published>2008-10-21T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:47:26.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>now that it's all coming to an end.</title><content type='html'>Nothing much has been going on. Just school, skipping school, revision and so on. Got back our trials results and all. Life isn't happening now. How dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my sister. Her PMR is over. She's so free DOING NOTHING. But hey, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JUST PMR&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is in another 21 days or so. I mean like, wow, seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite thankful we're having Monday and Tuesday off because of deepavali, otherwise we wouldn't stand a chance to skip chem class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching primary kids dancing with their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/span&gt; songs really gets you in the deepavali mood. We should bring murukku to school, sit by the staircase during lunch and watch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week marks the end of our high school life. I find it hard to believe that we'll be going our own separate ways in a weeks time. We have all made many good friends throughout our high school life. And hopefully at the end of all this, we'll still be friends, for a lifetime. I'll always remember all the tears, laughter and joy we shared. These memories last a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to testimonial day. Happy that we're finally graduating from high school, sad that we're all gonna part. I remember watching last year's batch of Form 5s playing 'backstreet boys' in the canteen. And Erwan was like, "it'll be our turn next year." Yeah, and now, it's our time. I really wonder whether anyone would breakdown and cry. That would be a scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, study hard everyone :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think of the joy of tearing every page of your sejarah text book into the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt;. Good idea to  have a bbq party XD Roast meat with sejarah text book. Yeah, I think that's a good idea.  And I finally found a purpose for the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3897286713166908442?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3897286713166908442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3897286713166908442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3897286713166908442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3897286713166908442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-that-its-all-coming-to-end.html' title='now that it&apos;s all coming to an end.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-6343515963826460653</id><published>2008-10-12T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:07:25.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to all pmr students.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to all PMR students! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;and a special good luck to my sister :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure you can do better than I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and showoff your 7 A's to me! Remember to rub it in my face nicely, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you to do so. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SPIgYZxzkYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AzZwWc0mDJQ/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SPIgYZxzkYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AzZwWc0mDJQ/s400/Picture+15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256299318703526274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6343515963826460653?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6343515963826460653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6343515963826460653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6343515963826460653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6343515963826460653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-all-pmr-students.html' title='to all pmr students.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SPIgYZxzkYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AzZwWc0mDJQ/s72-c/Picture+15.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-476025023868948345</id><published>2008-10-07T19:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:22:29.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubbish'/><title type='text'>guide to last minute studying.</title><content type='html'>Since we're having chemistry tmrw. I thought of some tips to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, how to study chemistry in just one night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it isn't that hard. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;key to success&lt;/span&gt; is: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BURN THE MIDNIGHT OIL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Here's how you do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Always have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;enough sleep &lt;/span&gt;before you start studying. So you can stay up till god knows what time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) After you wake up from your afternoon nap, get some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;coffee&lt;/span&gt;.  It's the best stimulant you can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh, coffee is essential for studying chemistry, k? It applies for Mr S class and studying HIS subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtIboUdz3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/FEdQHNO4_eA/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtIboUdz3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/FEdQHNO4_eA/s400/DSC00435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254373029774741362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nescafe, in can. This is my favourite cause it is very convenient. Suitable for lazy people like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtImNxBXwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/vOjWOXmdxPw/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtImNxBXwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/vOjWOXmdxPw/s400/DSC00437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254373211625316098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your own HOT COFFEE. Don't take Decaf coffee. It's useless. You don't wanna fall asleep when you're in the middle of studying chemistry right? Must buy coffee with caffeine ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you're hungry, go for something like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;. Cause it contains amphetamine =.= remember to stock your fridge up with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtKF3ctPDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/lSuXrbLNIek/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtKF3ctPDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/lSuXrbLNIek/s400/DSC00436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254374854901972018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have variety, k? Godiva, Cadbury, Mars bar, Twix and whatever brand you can find on the market except for china products. You don't wanna die half way doing chemistry kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Find a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; nice spot&lt;/span&gt; in your house. If you're someone with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;short attn span&lt;/span&gt;. Try studying at different spots. Try the kitchen, living room, dining room, your siblings room, store room, balcony, or sit on top of any table. Your last choice should be your  own room cause you spend most of your time surrounded by those 4 walls. It's a very boring environment. It's not like the subject isn't boring enough. Anyway, your bed is most likely to be there also. I don't think you'd wanna end up sleeping with your chem notes on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hard core chemistry &lt;/span&gt;with his notes. Skip all unnecessary explanations cause you only have 1 night left to study. Don't study too late. Must have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;enough sleep&lt;/span&gt;. I think &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt; would be just fine. Go to sleep at 4am and wake up for school. If you can tahan that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Remember to set your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;alarm clocks&lt;/span&gt;. I mean really really loud ones. I can recommend one product for you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoseki&lt;/span&gt;. This alarm clock can seriously bring the roof down. Very useful for pigs like me. Must be mentally prepared before you think of setting the alarm. The loudspeakers specially built in the alarm clock can give you a shock of your life. Put it this way, you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;waking up in shock&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtPW3Z88_I/AAAAAAAAAog/Kgrm9BOA4Fg/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtPW3Z88_I/AAAAAAAAAog/Kgrm9BOA4Fg/s400/DSC00441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254380644506334194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;purchase&lt;/span&gt; this alarm clock before spm, ok? This is a special product for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;DESPERATE PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Golden rule for exam:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER BE LATE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm sure you'll be a little groggy when you wake up. Just before you leave school, take this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtLtGi-zLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/XX03dWfjr9M/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtLtGi-zLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/XX03dWfjr9M/s400/DSC00439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254376628481346738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRANDS ESSENCE OF CHICKEN&lt;/span&gt;. No joke, k? You see in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Focus SPM&lt;/span&gt;, all the top scorers taking this. HAHAHAHA. But it's seriously good, you know? It's a must for exams to keep you in top condition after a sleepless night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. Goodluck to all for chemistry tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-476025023868948345?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/476025023868948345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=476025023868948345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/476025023868948345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/476025023868948345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/10/dumbass-guide-for-last-minute-studying.html' title='guide to last minute studying.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOtIboUdz3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/FEdQHNO4_eA/s72-c/DSC00435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8442810971100967625</id><published>2008-10-02T14:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:13:13.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>langkawi; island of legends.</title><content type='html'>Considering all the free time we have now, we should really think about our trip to langkawi, seriously. Hmm, I highly doubt we have extra time to plan it after the raya holidays cause we'll be too busy freaking out for spm. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can get a nice hotel to stay in with a reasonable price, but I know it's impossible. So, I can only dream of staying there :) I'm too poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOWgpB8AKVI/AAAAAAAAAno/SGrOKCtPIoY/s1600-h/72149119.LEsz2EgL.DSC06192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOWgpB8AKVI/AAAAAAAAAno/SGrOKCtPIoY/s400/72149119.LEsz2EgL.DSC06192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252781167152736594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meritus Pelangi Hotel. I've been there before. The rooms are built in a traditional kampung style. Nice eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOWgpFML4xI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wEpW0fjGgF4/s1600-h/4266131106MO_langkawi_lagoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOWgpFML4xI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wEpW0fjGgF4/s400/4266131106MO_langkawi_lagoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252781168025920274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langkawi Lagoon. It's more of a water chalet thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to one at Port Dickson. It's something like, 'you can HEAR the sea when you sleep, SEE the sea when you shower', that kindda thing. Ohh, and during high tide, the hotel would knock on your door carrying fishing rods, crab nets and sotong. Why? They rent it to you for fishing purposes. All you have to do is to lower the crab net with the sotong and wait at the balcony of the chalet staring at the dirty sea. Classy eh? Fishing at your balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still in primary school when I went to PD. So, I was like this monkey jumping around tying wet sotong on the crab nets since my other 2 siblings refuse to do the dirty job. wtf. So much for brotherly and sisterly love. In the end, we managed to catch a few small crabs but we ended up throwing them back in the sea. You don't expect me to keep a crab in our hotel room, do you? God knows what that little devil can do to you? Maybe give you pinch in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion is, hotels know how to make money. Sometimes, over the stupidest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm digressing a little too much. Back to Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOWmDfFn25I/AAAAAAAAAn4/6ndwo6fJlUk/s1600-h/WestinLangkawi1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOWmDfFn25I/AAAAAAAAAn4/6ndwo6fJlUk/s400/WestinLangkawi1b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252787119212452754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Westin Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes what we see in pictures are rather misleading. Why? Because hotels hire professional photographers to take photos which can look totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys, please keep Dec 5 to Dec 7 free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you can't make it that time, please give me a heads up 1st, alright? We'll fix another time when everyone is free. We need to get this done asap. I believe this can be done by the end of this holiday right :) So please, help me out by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; confirming&lt;/span&gt; the dates asap. I'm sure we would all want a nice holiday after spm right? We can't do anything without you guys confirming. So yeah, please remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think, beach, sea, banana boat, jet ski, ISLAND HOPPING :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;* let's hope some people don't fall in the sea, by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;accident&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8442810971100967625?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8442810971100967625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8442810971100967625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8442810971100967625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8442810971100967625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/10/langkawi-island-of-legends.html' title='langkawi; island of legends.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SOWgpB8AKVI/AAAAAAAAAno/SGrOKCtPIoY/s72-c/72149119.LEsz2EgL.DSC06192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-6795846926418407932</id><published>2008-09-28T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:02:25.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>sean's sweet 17.</title><content type='html'>Exams are officially over! I really don't wanna talk about it anymore. What is done, is done. Yeah, I think you've guessed it. It was a major screw up. I'm actually quite happy we're having a second trial for chemistry cause I screwed up the actual one. Okay, enough about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;27/09/08 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel picked me up from tuition around 6pm and we headed to Jalan Telawi, Bangsar. Thanks dear :) Bought Sean a small cake at BV 1 and we went for a drink at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth smsed around 7pm. He was already there. Rach and I walked up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Telawi Street Bistro&lt;/span&gt; and guess what? I saw 2 familiar figures walking our way, but I couldn't really make out who it was. I really need glasses. Anyhow, it turned out to be Erwan and YeeKan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we were just chilling on the 2nd floor of TSB. We got the table outside, looking down on the road and just talked till Sean smsed me. He was waiting for me at BV 1. Rachel and I were responsible for procrastinating till everyone arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought Sean over to TSB around 8ish. The whole group was waiting upstairs. I got the waiter to arrange a table for us 3 at the TSB cafe. Then, Rachel smsed the group to come down. Everyone came down quietly and scared Sean from behind. Quite a surprise eh, Sean? He looked so touched and surprised :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy everything went according to plan. When we were all seated upstairs, Sean witnessed someone robbing a woman on the road. He had a clear view from where he was sitting. Such things shouldn't happen at Bangsar considering that it's a high end area. It's scary when you actually think about it. Are people these days that desperate for money till they have to resort to stealing/robbing in public?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Sean and I headed to the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; bar&lt;/span&gt; for a drink. It was inside TSB of course. JunKit joined us later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-kdtHjJ_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/pwFfcLDY5vE/s1600-h/DSC04599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-kdtHjJ_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/pwFfcLDY5vE/s400/DSC04599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251096520771708914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean blowing the small cake I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-liWbEGcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/tZqkmrth7x4/s1600-h/DSC04610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-liWbEGcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/tZqkmrth7x4/s400/DSC04610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251097700090517954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his red boxers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-pOP3x7NI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ion9P-esVLc/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-pOP3x7NI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ion9P-esVLc/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251101752781040850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telawi Street Bistro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-phFyGHSI/AAAAAAAAAng/Nd25cmE6dGo/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-phFyGHSI/AAAAAAAAAng/Nd25cmE6dGo/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251102076490358050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left TSB about 10pm =) Happy Belated Birthday, Sean! I hope you like the Zara shirt we bought for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ps. Thanks Rachel and Jun Kit for helping me plan the surprise party!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6795846926418407932?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6795846926418407932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6795846926418407932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6795846926418407932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6795846926418407932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/09/seans-sweet-17.html' title='sean&apos;s sweet 17.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SN-kdtHjJ_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/pwFfcLDY5vE/s72-c/DSC04599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-4822283436833320561</id><published>2008-09-22T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:00:13.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><title type='text'>chem oh chem..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;23/09/08 (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths 1.&lt;br /&gt;EST 2.&lt;br /&gt;Maths 1.&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;24/09/08 (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM 2.&lt;br /&gt;Moral. (HAHAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when I thought we can celebrate on Wednesday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;25/09/08 (Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MR SHEAT'S CHEMISTRY PAPER!&lt;/span&gt; (fuckkkkkkkkk)&lt;br /&gt;*omfg! have to study all over again. wtf!!!! is this some kindda torture?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4822283436833320561?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4822283436833320561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4822283436833320561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4822283436833320561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4822283436833320561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/09/chem-oh-chem.html' title='chem oh chem..'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-2301201826047981156</id><published>2008-09-16T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:45:36.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><title type='text'>of wasted efforts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English and Maths 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 2 was just plain horrible. What Masai and Kikuyu tribal?!? wtf. And I thought we could all relax a bit for it. Why la? Ms Tye showed no mercy in setting the paper. Gosh.. Hmm, let's hope she isn't strict with the marking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know. I fucking stayed up till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;2.30am&lt;/span&gt; in the morning studying Soaps, Detergents, Aspirin, Carbon Compounds, Redox Cell, Rusting and I memorised the steps to produce detergents. I just flipped through the Form 4 chapters cause I was too sleepy to carry on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so desperate to stay up late, so I kept eating to keep myself awake. wtf. Brands Essence of Chicken doesn't work for me anymore. Need to stick to coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway guess what...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not even 1 fucking question came out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for paper 2 despite us studying like hell for it. Eyh hello, isn't it a Trial paper? What happened to the Form 5 chapters! It was like a Form 4 paper. Fuckkk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us studied and stayed up late for nothing. I guess everyone was kindda disappointed/angry that most of the Form 5 chapters weren't asked. Yeah, it was like wasted efforts. And everyone was panicking in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was all the questions were so unpredictable. The experiment was Redox Cell. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. We failed to spot that question &gt;.&lt; And never thought that it would actually be asked. I guess we were too busy laughing away after Chem 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, honestly, I never thought that Mr S would allow the cheras teacher to set the paper. I mean yeah, since the beginning of form 4, he had always set paper 2 and 3. Well, he claimed that he wanted to see how we fare in a SPM standard paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Mr S's paper over this one. I think we should really be tested on what we have learned so far, cause we never done any questions before. And we studied like hell for the last few chapters on form 5. He said, what had never came out in previous exams would be asked now. So we were guessing he was setting the paper. Like he always did in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because the paper isn't up to his 'high-standards', we have the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;resit for HIS PAPERS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;later on. Mannnnn, 2nd round of Chem?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... he took our study leave next Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;'I don't think any of you studied hard for the exam, so you shouldn't have your break after trias. I want all of you to be present at school, not absenteeism tolerated...Understand???'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sejarah and Physics&lt;/span&gt; is calling me. I have to go now :) good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-2301201826047981156?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/2301201826047981156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=2301201826047981156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2301201826047981156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2301201826047981156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-wasted-efforts.html' title='of wasted efforts.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3369396181328315523</id><published>2008-09-14T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:27:35.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><title type='text'>thoughts before spm trials.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR SPM TRIALS, EVERYONE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Sean said, this is gonna be the most challenging exam yet. I guess, most of us are gonna resort to burning the midnight oil again. This is gonna be a long and tiring week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the hard work we've put in for the past 2 years, this is the last time for us to prove ourselves to the teachers that we can do this. And we're not the so called, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;rubbish batch&lt;/span&gt; :) After all, our teachers had done a good job in teaching us. Not to mention how dedicated they are. All the extra classes, lectures and tolerating our rubbish. Though we may not like it sometimes, but I guess they just want us to do well.  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once again, all the best to the Form 5 cempakans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3369396181328315523?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3369396181328315523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3369396181328315523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3369396181328315523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3369396181328315523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/09/thoughts-before-spm-trials.html' title='thoughts before spm trials.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-8566983966465307456</id><published>2008-09-12T17:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:55:02.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>goodluck :)</title><content type='html'>I feel so tired these days. Constantly having bad headaches in the morning. Maybe stressing too much and not enough sleep. I try not to be so hard on myself, but it just gets to me. I don't know why. I mean, everyone has expectations right? My parents expect me to do well, and I do too. They paid so much money to send me to this school and I think the least I could do is to not disappoint them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials is gonna be our last school-based exam. Setara's not counted. It's after the Raya holidays anyway.HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just managed to finish our Chemistry and Accounts syllabus this week. Phew. I wonder how long would it take for him to tie up all the loose ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. 2 more days to Trials! We're gonna have it in the hall so that we can get the 'feel' of the real exam. It's kindda scary having it in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr S is worried for us cause we're still fooling around in class. Yeah, like he said, he has never seen a batch like us before. Too bad. There's a 1st time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for school for nothing today &gt;.&lt; Chemistry from 9.30 am till 3.30 pm. Oh god... They screened Cempaka Scene at the end of the day. They showed the 'Wicthes of Oz' video. Those were the care-free and happy times. I guess they're trying to promote 'West Side Story'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SMo3sNL1pQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-Q32zhocxjE/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SMo3sNL1pQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-Q32zhocxjE/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245065948619449602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the marching collar pin. nice eh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog after trials :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my London trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SMo77wytQEI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Lm6QwNNFKpo/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SMo77wytQEI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Lm6QwNNFKpo/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245070613922267202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIVERSITY COLLEGE OF LONDON. (UCL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL FORM 5s'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8566983966465307456?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8566983966465307456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8566983966465307456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8566983966465307456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8566983966465307456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodluck.html' title='goodluck :)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SMo3sNL1pQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-Q32zhocxjE/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-1608313351226953233</id><published>2008-09-07T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:13:19.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>I just came back from London yesterday morning. I'm still quite tired. I spent half my day sleeping today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week to trials. The thought of that really freaks me out. I've never felt so unprepared and scared for an exam. I can't seem to recall what I've been doing for the past few months. Everything seems like a blur. Wasted all my time having fun and going out. wtf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog about my London trip/ bro's graduation right after trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the bday wishes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-1608313351226953233?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1608313351226953233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=1608313351226953233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1608313351226953233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1608313351226953233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3234102198920281486</id><published>2008-08-29T18:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:07:52.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>turning 17.</title><content type='html'>I'll be leaving for the airport soon. Yes, I'm going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;London &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for a week. It's my brother's convocation. Not bad eh, going for holiday 2 weeks before Trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kindda freaking out now. I haven't studied much these few days &gt;.&lt; sigh. How la?!?! I don't wanna screw up for Trials.   Thanks so much for the bday cupcakes yesterday! So nice =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLfWKQjG7_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/DXpoEowlTeE/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLfWKQjG7_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/DXpoEowlTeE/s400/DSC00287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239892163198119922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLfWKjWu50I/AAAAAAAAAmw/FiIfjpqJIN8/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLfWKjWu50I/AAAAAAAAAmw/FiIfjpqJIN8/s400/DSC00288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239892168246486850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only left with&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 4 &lt;/span&gt;when I came back. I had 36. sigh. Why am I'm so greedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, we've gotta plan our after-spm trip. Rina and I are on it =) Gotta get everything done right after trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine 16 jakuns going island hopping at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Langkawi&lt;/span&gt;. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for the early bday wishes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back next Friday evening. And, I'll be one year older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3234102198920281486?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3234102198920281486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3234102198920281486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3234102198920281486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3234102198920281486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/turning-17.html' title='turning 17.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLfWKQjG7_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/DXpoEowlTeE/s72-c/DSC00287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-50000704592305292</id><published>2008-08-25T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:04:33.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>why like this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omg! How can they do this?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they fucking tell us that our exam is the next day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's for our Forecast!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for giving us &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one day to study&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accounts&lt;/span&gt; for the science students and Add Maths for the Comm students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Setara is next week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. Yeah, one week before the exam again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s. good luck to Quang, Rina and Meiyan =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-50000704592305292?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/50000704592305292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=50000704592305292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/50000704592305292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/50000704592305292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-like-this.html' title='why like this?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-7341429938125786405</id><published>2008-08-25T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:54:25.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>surprise party/ holiday weekends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Surprise Party. (22/08/08)- Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how it all started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the week, my sister and mum planned on going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bangsar&lt;/span&gt; on Friday night which was (22/08/08). They wanted to do some shopping around Telawi so I agreed to it. Can't say no to that, can I? Ohh.. and Rach was suppose to meet up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 6.15pm and it started raining. Gosh. It was so heavy. Got stuck in the traffic at Sungai Besi/ Jalan Istana for almost an hour. Yeah. The 'shopping at Jalan Telawi with Rachel' plan was pretty much ruined. On the way to Bangsar, I gotta call from Rach saying that she has to go cause of....'I cannot remember'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we walked over to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BV 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and guess who was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEAN!?!?! (well, I ajak him the day before but he said he most likely couldn't come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy, quite shocked la. So, we both agreed on Ms Read for Dinner.  While we were walking down the ground floor, Sean tapped me on the shoulder and pointed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see some jakuns holding up cards saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCIA!'&lt;/span&gt; on the 2nd floor. I was kindda speechless. I wasn't expecting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em booked the table at Ms Read and we had dinner there. Everyone started getting excited when I had to open the presents which turned out to be............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it's a secret*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Sean, Andrew and I headed to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;secret hideout&lt;/span&gt; at Telawi Street. wtf. Yeah, basically we were just chilling there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home bout 10.30pm after Sean's dad arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming guys  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK1n58bGhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/iR8MuWXf8VI/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK1n58bGhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/iR8MuWXf8VI/s400/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238449013759089170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blurr group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK1_JQY5uI/AAAAAAAAAmY/u1fX1lTVxdI/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK1_JQY5uI/AAAAAAAAAmY/u1fX1lTVxdI/s400/DSC00262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238449413006354146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean talking to my mum O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK1-zSeugI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-x6cQR5V3Do/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK1-zSeugI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-x6cQR5V3Do/s400/DSC00272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238449407109544450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the presents. the box, the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK2n25YvHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Brm7mWBif_k/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK2n25YvHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Brm7mWBif_k/s400/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238450112452672626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* more pics from Sean.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;23/08/08 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tuitions&lt;/span&gt; on Saturdays. In fact, I never do have any. But I was forced to get up early and go for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accounts&lt;/span&gt; all the way at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bangsar&lt;/span&gt;. Malasnya. Mrs Leong is rushing the syllabus for Trials. That means I gotta sacrifice my precious Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had class from 12pm till 3pm. Half a day gone. Went over to BSC to meet up with my mum and sister. They were having their lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Montes&lt;/span&gt;. My dad was having a meeting with his lawyers there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a familiar figure as I walked towards my dad's table. I've met this person about half a year ago. An &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;. To be precise, he's actually my friend's older brother. Went up and said hi to him. He doesn't remember much of me. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dad got worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad: Are those your school mates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Indirectly, yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad: *looking worried* but they were smoking and why do they have such &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long, dyed hair&lt;/span&gt;....!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to laugh, seriously. Parents are so paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; later on. Starbucks was heaven =) I needed my daily dose of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;24/08/08 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Olympics Closing Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;. It was ok. Not as nice as the opening.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to see Jay Chou. wtf. He was there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7341429938125786405?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7341429938125786405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7341429938125786405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7341429938125786405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7341429938125786405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/surprise-party-holiday-weekends.html' title='surprise party/ holiday weekends.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SLK1n58bGhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/iR8MuWXf8VI/s72-c/DSC00270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8220387771838899169</id><published>2008-08-21T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:04:04.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>holidayupdates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;KJ's 17th Birthday party. (17/08/08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing much lately. Hmm, except for attending KJ's party on Sunday, the 17th. It was a last minute thing. I wanted to use to weekend for studying but it didn't work out. So, I just went. Relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was okay. Wasn't a huge crowd, but reasonable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ChinLong/&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dustin/DustBin&lt;/span&gt;, ShuSim, LY and JunHao&lt;/span&gt; was there too. Haven't seen them for ages, except for ChinLong, when he decides not to skip tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of them were swimming when I arrived. I think it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7pm&lt;/span&gt;. Watched the Olympic match; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;China vs Indonesia&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Badminton&lt;/span&gt;. Both his maids were watching and cheering at the same time. It was funny watching them cheer and JunHao couldn't stop making fun of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner outside the house. And ChinLong was talking to KJ's Philipino maid who knows how to drive, speak mandrin and canto. I was pretty much speechless. She can speak as good as anyone of us. wtf wtf. Anyway, it turns out that ChinLong's maid is related to KJ's. And she was telling him how were they related and stuff. What a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the highly anticipated badminton tournament of the year, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Lee Chong Wei'&lt;/span&gt; representing Malaysia against '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lin Dan'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from China after dinner. Quite an intense competition. After a while, the match got boring. Lee Chong Wei got 2nd place, world ranking. Cool eh. Silver Olympic medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of our time in the karaoke room. ChinLong taught me how to play the game which involved rolling the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;6 dice&lt;/span&gt;. I never knew till now. Cut the cake, played cards and it was time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;11pm&lt;/span&gt;, JunHao, ChinLong, ChinPang and I left together. I was depending on KJ's maid to send me home. Like I said, she can drive and she knows the roads pretty well. She dropped me home and dropped the rest at the LRT station. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. So much for a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't like rainy days&lt;/span&gt;. It's so depressing. And the fact that it rains in the morning, at school, just sucks. Listening to Mr S teaching is enough to put us all into sleep, the rain makes it worse, alright? Sigh. I'm becoming a coffee addict. Thanks to him. Yet, I still fall asleep in his class. I just can't help it. It's unbearable sitting there (without getting up) for 1.5 hours doing nothing but listen to him, at 8 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, holiday classes are over. But it doesn't make much of a difference. Considering the amount of homework we've got, our holiday is pretty much gone.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, we still have to attend extra classes to finish up the syllabus. 4 more chapters for Add Maths. Whoa, SPM is in 2.5 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday isn't happening at all. Everyone is so caught up with homework, classes, tuition and maybe studying? Hmm, I've wasted 5 days of my holidays doing nothing. I am so not prepared for Trials, not at all. It's in 3 weeks time. God damn it.  I'm stressing out here. Homework is killing me. Sejarah is killing me.. What next?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried for Trials. I'm sure everyone else is. I tell myself to study, study, study, but in the end tak jadi. wtf. And, I always comfort myself saying that I'll catch up the next day. How many tmrws are we left with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Enough rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has gotta go on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buttano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at Pavilion yesterday! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. After so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired and I felt like vomiting earlier on. Couldn't digest the food I ate.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling much better now, I think I'm gonna skip dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like eating. No, I'm not anorexic. Just not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8am till 11.30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SK1nTau3H1I/AAAAAAAAAmA/C6MvMVAtGxc/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SK1nTau3H1I/AAAAAAAAAmA/C6MvMVAtGxc/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236955524992802642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan damn poser =X while waiting for her aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, follow Meiyan after school for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Accounts&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1pm till 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back and had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;chem/physics tuition&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5.30pm till 7.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SK1m3rKYaJI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CO6_iLrhe4M/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SK1m3rKYaJI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CO6_iLrhe4M/s400/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236955048366860434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2 down, 8 more sejarah essays to go. Come on, bring it on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8220387771838899169?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8220387771838899169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8220387771838899169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8220387771838899169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8220387771838899169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/holidayupdates.html' title='holidayupdates.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SK1nTau3H1I/AAAAAAAAAmA/C6MvMVAtGxc/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-5547797171235375783</id><published>2008-08-16T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:14:31.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is too short.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was about 1am. I could hear my parents unlocking the main door. Yes, they just came back from dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad called us out. The 1st thing he said was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Do you remember your Uncle George?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my daddy's close friend. I've seen him many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, he just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;passed away&lt;/span&gt;.....in New Zealand.....He was buying the equipments for me....." His eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that he had been crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so helpless. I wanted to console him but I don't know what to say. I'm such a hopeless daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the corner of the kitchen, I could see my dad crying in the living room silently. I can't bare seeing him like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he went on and on about him. Talking about the past. How they worked together and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do, what to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, he passed away while he was sleeping. And I can assure you that he's a healthy man. So, what happened? The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ghost Festival&lt;/span&gt; was on Thursday O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Life is too short so take that time and Appreciate ...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-5547797171235375783?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/5547797171235375783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=5547797171235375783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5547797171235375783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5547797171235375783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-too-short.html' title='life is too short.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-5941290108822048879</id><published>2008-08-15T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:14:08.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Procrastination.</title><content type='html'>Everything went so wrong ever since I came home. I shall not talk about how the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Indian Newspaper man &lt;/span&gt;came up to my doorstep and conned my maid. RM50 gone, down the drain. You FUCKER! Why can't you just go sell pirated dvd or something instead of doing con business?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sg Wang after that with my sis. And I saw&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Justin Lo; 側田&lt;/span&gt;.  Yeah, the chinese singer. He was promoting his concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKWjRPAH5KI/AAAAAAAAAlo/IJASjXqwiM4/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKWjRPAH5KI/AAAAAAAAAlo/IJASjXqwiM4/s400/DSC00214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234769658368222370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's him alright. In red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I kena marah by my mum, for no good reason. wtf. I only had dominos pizza for dinner. wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life treating me like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to be at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Telawi Street&lt;/span&gt; now hanging out with Sean, JunKit and all. It's the beginning of holidays yo. Unfortunately, my mum refuse to let me go. Cause my 15 year old sister would be alone at home. That just sucks so bad. It's FRIDAY NIGHT! Damn it. I need stress relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fought with my mum and sis over dinner yesterday, over this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I'm just really frustrated and tired these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea why what I wrote got erased. Yeah, I'm typing this again =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is tiring me out. All the drilling papers. It's just work, more work everyday. wtf. I don't need this now, k? I need a break &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double chem today.. 'VIAGRA FOR OLD MAN'. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;We know who the old man is..&lt;br /&gt;And looks like there's something going on between Mr S and Erwan XD&lt;br /&gt;Mr S is such a lame joker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, 4 days of holiday classes.... What kindda holiday is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MOONLIGHT RESONANCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKWltvSq6-I/AAAAAAAAAlw/QKKZ6fmE2V0/s400/800px-Moonlight_Resonance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234772347095542754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest Astro On Demand series. I know, I have so much free time to watch tv. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;But really, this series is so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;It talks about family, love, friendship, betrayal and everything else about life.&lt;br /&gt;And it's really touching. It's abt how a mother of 6 children loves and cares for her children and standing up for what is right after her divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4 of the casts are going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sg Wang&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;, (17/08/08)&lt;/span&gt; to promote the series. Eyhhh, I wanna go.....&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for today. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all the people who kena NS, and that includes myself =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-5941290108822048879?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/5941290108822048879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=5941290108822048879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5941290108822048879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5941290108822048879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKWjRPAH5KI/AAAAAAAAAlo/IJASjXqwiM4/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8462624391851701540</id><published>2008-08-12T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:49:23.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NS'/><title type='text'>national service.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Service. Oh God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was checking today. Some girls were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt; at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, 15 people kena. More to come, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so lucky to kena!?! Fuckkk. What am I gonna do!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birth date must be really patriotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKGiG-dxvjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/o8xjZ-4iRr8/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKGiG-dxvjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/o8xjZ-4iRr8/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233642482712034866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sms from hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8462624391851701540?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8462624391851701540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8462624391851701540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8462624391851701540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8462624391851701540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-service.html' title='national service.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKGiG-dxvjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/o8xjZ-4iRr8/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-7719533806156242626</id><published>2008-08-11T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:05:27.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>the 080808 weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;08/08/08 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school had the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Run and Roll', Silver Streak &lt;/span&gt;run from Dsara to Cheras. It was some 25th Anniversary Celebration. Sounds quite cool. Yeah. You see a bunch of school kids running on the highway instead of attending classes. wtf. Many people were interested to join at the beginning, but tak jadi. Cause many people didn't wanna miss Double Bio Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they had the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Convoy and Celebration at Sepang&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm, I don't think many people went. Everyone was watching the opening of the Olympics at home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I skipped school XD I slept in till 12pm that day. wtf wtf. I was bored during the afternoon so I decided to message &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;. She invited me over to her house to watch the Olympics at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with her at&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leisure Mall&lt;/span&gt; abt 4.30pm. Watched The Mummy and we went around the Pasar Malam at Leisure Mall and I bumped into Wei Yean. What a coincidence. Chased the bus back to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the opening. So cool eh. China made us proud! Really proud. Great job =) I like the footstep fireworks. The timing was so precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Linus&lt;/span&gt; came over by 11.30pm. He lost his way to Cheras. wtf. The 3 of us were talking till 4am in the morning. I stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am and Linus drove us to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mamak&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKBEj84B83I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/iU52uB1prq0/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKBEj84B83I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/iU52uB1prq0/s400/DSC00157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233258151431762802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Amcorp and Mid Valley. Left her house about 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started our Drilling-Joint Class thing. What a waste of time. wtf. So crowded to cramp like 60 over students in the lab. The Drilling Papers are such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPods' are so useful in class =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM was like hell today. She was standing behind me while speaking. Oh My GOD! My ears are about to go deaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM timetable&lt;/span&gt; today! Stress!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I NEED TO STUDY!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COME ON! I CAN DO THIS &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKBF0Run0sI/AAAAAAAAAlY/PbZCw4D7qkM/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKBF0Run0sI/AAAAAAAAAlY/PbZCw4D7qkM/s400/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233259531418981058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at kampachi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7719533806156242626?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7719533806156242626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7719533806156242626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7719533806156242626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7719533806156242626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808-weekend.html' title='the 080808 weekend.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SKBEj84B83I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/iU52uB1prq0/s72-c/DSC00157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-6211629863726469065</id><published>2008-07-30T20:16:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:27.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>CeMA and Big Splash '08.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;29 July 2008 (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received our NEW Drilling Class timetable. Like I said before, the school has this genius idea of joining up the Science and Comm classes for drilling, for no good reason. So it turns out we'd be split into 2 classes. That sucks. Cempaka 1 and Cempaka 2. Each class consist of 36/37. Too many in a class, don't you think? Starting next Monday. Great, I can start planning when to ponteng school XD wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB5AYYHVMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/suTcdHmutr8/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB5AYYHVMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/suTcdHmutr8/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228812214827701442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double Add Math. Mr A had some conference thing, so he didn't turn up. We had no &lt;teacher in="" class="" 2="" long="" hours=")" double="" sejarah="" after="" pn="" noor="" made="" us="" all="" stand="" up="" sang="" jalur="" gemilang="" song="" from="" chapter="" funny="" cause="" didn="" t="" know="" the="" tune="" of="" it="" and="" just="" whacked="" xd="" 30="" pm="" as="" everyone="" was="" cheering="" for="" their="" own="" respective="" semangat=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBexi6dFlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/5wWQHrTBTgY/s1600-h/DSC04024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBexi6dFlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/5wWQHrTBTgY/s4%2000/DSC04024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228783372655728210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir singing the Big Ban version of the school song. wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They screened all the movies. It was pretty good, I guess. Funny watching Erwan trying to act so serious. Same goes for Quang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to all the best actors, actress, editing and whatever awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Helang won IMovie. Followed by Beruang, Seladang and Harimau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;1st House Cup:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1st- Beruang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;2nd- Helang,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd- Harimau&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4th- Seladang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah! BERUANG ROCKS THE HOUSE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The last time Beruang won house cup was...Form 1? Whoa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Big Splash- 3pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBzOOuYKGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/spWDo0hK0uA/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBzOOuYKGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/spWDo0hK0uA/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228805855685126242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathering by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB0JOpRcRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/k3U2Q80EMc0/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB0JOpRcRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/k3U2Q80EMc0/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806869275996434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afiq..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBzPObd_aI/AAAAAAAAAjI/6c1WYXSXzkU/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBzPObd_aI/AAAAAAAAAjI/6c1WYXSXzkU/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228805872785685922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harimau =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBz0VvvZGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/L55xE11H8yM/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBz0VvvZGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/L55xE11H8yM/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806510404920418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the next jump XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBz13GP-kI/AAAAAAAAAjY/DN1HbnDvfK0/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJBz13GP-kI/AAAAAAAAAjY/DN1HbnDvfK0/s400/Picture+12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806536537569858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB1MJxpLtI/AAAAAAAAAj4/hx8aamLRMck/s1600-h/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB1MJxpLtI/AAAAAAAAAj4/hx8aamLRMck/s400/Picture+13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808019020164818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls clapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB1NIWR2cI/AAAAAAAAAkA/k_XaM_RgJEA/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB1NIWR2cI/AAAAAAAAAkA/k_XaM_RgJEA/s400/Picture+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808035816823234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB3ZIygQAI/AAAAAAAAAko/z0cgIZCq2g4/s1600-h/Picture+1-+all+down.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB3ZIygQAI/AAAAAAAAAko/z0cgIZCq2g4/s400/Picture+1-+all+down.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228810441116893186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good riddance XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2ICMEdbI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_3XMDEakObo/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2ICMEdbI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_3XMDEakObo/s400/Picture+15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228809047775671730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2JCGXcMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/TvgxcWxTaVM/s1600-h/Picture+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2JCGXcMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/TvgxcWxTaVM/s400/Picture+16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228809064931619010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2v1uKi_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/znYg-vu7zKY/s1600-h/Picture+17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2v1uKi_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/znYg-vu7zKY/s400/Picture+17.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228809731623783410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All down in the pool XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2w6tms1I/AAAAAAAAAkg/axaet-q5Q78/s1600-h/Picture+19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB2w6tms1I/AAAAAAAAAkg/axaet-q5Q78/s400/Picture+19.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228809750143480658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunKit, Edward, Brian, Firdaus and Dani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;view from the foyer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB3qR9gqTI/AAAAAAAAAkw/obLIF4MWfwI/s1600-h/IMG_8846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB3qR9gqTI/AAAAAAAAAkw/obLIF4MWfwI/s400/IMG_8846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228810735636752690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seladang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB3-MYZzTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/JM1BvIOc2d0/s1600-h/IMG_8849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB3-MYZzTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/JM1BvIOc2d0/s400/IMG_8849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228811077736320306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beruang&lt;/span&gt;, the last jump =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB4kCVKC0I/AAAAAAAAAlA/eQo_gR9VyLo/s1600-h/IMG_8851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB4kCVKC0I/AAAAAAAAAlA/eQo_gR9VyLo/s400/IMG_8851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228811727873379138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Splash was awesome! Our last ever. And that marks the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to concentrate on Trials XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/teacher&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6211629863726469065?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6211629863726469065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6211629863726469065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6211629863726469065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6211629863726469065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/07/cema-and-big-splash-08.html' title='CeMA and Big Splash &apos;08.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SJB5AYYHVMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/suTcdHmutr8/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-3216495986661112928</id><published>2008-07-28T22:26:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:29.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>The Fantastic 3s!</title><content type='html'>Update on the recent weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kampachi (at Pavilion)&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. It was 8.30pm. Then at 9pm, I saw Arizz with his family O.O Half an hour later, I see Brian walking in. Whoa, 3 tables of cempakans &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fantastic 3 were having their bday party at Bangsar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BBQ and pool party&lt;/span&gt; XD I was a little late. Sorry guys!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3YUybn-pI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8BvYJoIDA7E/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228072594093636242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was still bright XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we BBQ-ed in the rain. wtf. Ate, ate, ate and ate. Then, all hell broke loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erwan hugged Quang and they both fell in the pool O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, CF decided to push one of the bday girls into the pool. And sadly, Emily was his victim. She had her camera in her pocket. Ouch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was Aemilia's turn to kena. LOL. CF pushed her in too and she knocked her head. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the changing room, it was so spooky. It was raining. The surrounding was so dark but noisy. When I came out, I was thrown into the pool. wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3YpCIFVhI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HmmdhjWAElY/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3YpCIFVhI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HmmdhjWAElY/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228072941904025106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us, wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3ajGNYXZI/AAAAAAAAAho/Rz980A9q1_E/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3ajGNYXZI/AAAAAAAAAho/Rz980A9q1_E/s400/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228075038944026002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, Kenneth so cute XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3a210ypBI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UCd15JQ2tRw/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3a210ypBI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UCd15JQ2tRw/s400/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228075378143306770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of camwhoring skills.. Sorry Erwan, we had to take like 5 times. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3fVU1qOMI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BvGJYiPIOQA/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3fVU1qOMI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BvGJYiPIOQA/s400/Picture+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228080299911035074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erwan so happy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3bHn4gRqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5vafpNaRdnk/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3bHn4gRqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5vafpNaRdnk/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228075666458560162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunKit and his 2 girlfriends, Erwan and Gabriel Yong. Sorry I-Lyn XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3e5QU9LzI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZlN1T7NfsgM/s1600-h/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3e5QU9LzI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZlN1T7NfsgM/s400/Picture+13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228079817663786802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His REAL GIRLfriends XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3bY-irN-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/nBLqgPqsQRQ/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3bY-irN-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/nBLqgPqsQRQ/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228075964598794210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 birthday girls, Alia, Emily and Aemilia =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3bpagZFgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/hWjyY8erRJg/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3bpagZFgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/hWjyY8erRJg/s400/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228076246983316994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10pm, we started playing Black Jack. CF was the dealer. And all he said was 'boom boom boom'. wtf. Erwan, Alia and FD ruled black jack. 21, 21, 21 O.O luck not by our side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3b5yi1v0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lzTL-pzb91o/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3b5yi1v0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lzTL-pzb91o/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228076528313941826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls playing Black Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3dAa1mhvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Haanq-G6diA/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3dAa1mhvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Haanq-G6diA/s400/Picture+12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228077741720897266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left bout 10.30pm. Had lotsa fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.... The Million Dollar Picture.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3dmnP70pI/AAAAAAAAAig/y4eHrSPKIic/s1600-h/underwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3dmnP70pI/AAAAAAAAAig/y4eHrSPKIic/s400/underwater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228078397887599250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDERWATER =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big Splash and I-movie tmrw!&lt;/span&gt; Yes, no chem during lunch for 2 consecutive days! Aweosme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rina failed Math&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I can't help but laugh cause it's RINA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a bitch XD So much for friends XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3216495986661112928?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3216495986661112928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3216495986661112928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3216495986661112928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3216495986661112928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/07/fantastic-3s.html' title='The Fantastic 3s!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SI3YUybn-pI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8BvYJoIDA7E/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-7432613302590819706</id><published>2008-07-25T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:28:33.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>theimpossible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2 sejarah essays in 45 minutes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;'kamu kena tulis pantas'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've gotta be out of your mind lah.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;left 2 questions &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt;, not enough time =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;next friday is august. wooh. time flies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;we'll be split into other classes for the core subjects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ahhh.... that sucks...no fun in class anymore =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;what actually makes the teachers think that this is effective for drilling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7432613302590819706?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7432613302590819706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7432613302590819706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7432613302590819706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7432613302590819706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/07/theimpossible.html' title='theimpossible.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-7046197793648759062</id><published>2008-07-24T17:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:29.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>NPC.</title><content type='html'>Here goes, I arrived at school slightly before 8am, as usual. So I missed the assembly, as usual XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped the bags and headed to the Bio Lab. Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cik Zakiah: Erm marcia, do you know that you have to go up to L4 later at 8.50am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: No......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cik Zakiah: Ohh, you weren't here for the assembly just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cik Zakiah: You all will be having the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;National Physics Competition&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;later. At &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: O.O *Rina was laughing hysterically* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf wtf wtf. No one told us. We weren't even prepared XD Okay la whatever, just simply tembak and finished the 70 questions. The paper was for 2 hours 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niraj and his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'LEFT' HAND GRIP RULE. &lt;/span&gt; Mr A couldn't stop laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for those who were absent today. They missed it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths test was..... *sigh* godddddd! Why Pn J? Do you like watching us suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probability, Bearing+ Angle of Depression, Lines and Planes, Matrices and Earth as a Sphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She expects us to finish her 7 long questions in 1 hour =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of stress.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;'Aiyo, cikgu ni bising la'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;'Yeah la cikgu....shh....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gabriel: Pn Jamilah, your question got problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pn J: No lah! It's your problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gabriel: Ehh no....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cikgu, what's your problem?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;CF: cikgu, this one stapler at the back or front?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pn J: *no response*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;CF:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Excuse me cikgu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm talking to you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pn J: *starts laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so stressful doing her paper. She wants to use harder questions for trials. Eyh ... I want A for Trials la! Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel too bad cause I know Rina screwed up too XD She left many blanks. Yes, it feels good to see Rina screw up Maths for once XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SIhWYV3dEpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nDD6M311NXg/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SIhWYV3dEpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nDD6M311NXg/s400/DSC00110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226522343750046354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Walk For Life t shirt. with big hearts =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SIhWzCP5d-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/hGEwInWLNWo/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SIhWzCP5d-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/hGEwInWLNWo/s400/DSC00114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226522802340329442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jump in the pool&lt;/span&gt; this Saturday wearing that shirt XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do a good deed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;support Walk For Life at Taman Titiwangsa this Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt; ok? It's only 4 km, I think XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SIhXCqbMUXI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/P6hzEDv8Zng/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SIhXCqbMUXI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/P6hzEDv8Zng/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226523070823158130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post this up since a long time ago. But forgotten. Sigh... Why are my friends like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;p.s. Again, come and support Cempaka Damansara's IU Day this Saturday. Spirit in Motion! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7046197793648759062?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7046197793648759062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7046197793648759062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7046197793648759062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7046197793648759062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/07/pnc.html' title='NPC.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SIhWYV3dEpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nDD6M311NXg/s72-c/DSC00110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-2855594693722651715</id><published>2008-07-23T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:17:51.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>Life is so not happening now. Nothing much is going on. Hmm, except for the Taylor's College Science Challenge last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monthly test week. I wonder how many people actually bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 hours of ADD MATHS TEST&lt;/span&gt; was just awesome! Plain Trigo. Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mora&lt;/span&gt;l was still the best XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'mmmmmm...5 Sceince 1 ini tak profesional, bila kamu semua akan serius sikit? Moral tak senang skor tau.. nanti semua A cuma moral dapat B...' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on la, we are all gifted to do moral XD last minute test also no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fool learning subjects like Moral and Sejarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls la. Keep all your harga diri, tanggungjawab terhadap keluarga, menyanyangi alam sekitar nonsense to yourself. You still see people &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;doing drugs, abusing family members and destroying the environment&lt;/span&gt; right? So what the hell for la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Today......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Walk for Life Shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why print the tesco sign on the sleeve. We'll look like supermarket promoters when we wear the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;marcia- marsh-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;erwan- erwan(a)/ mom-sy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;chun foong- chun-ny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;quang- quang-ster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was actually kindda fun today. The guys were asking Cik Zakiah loads of questions. They never seem so interested O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Firdaus: 'What if we have the dream, tapi tak keluar macam mana?'&lt;/span&gt; wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Niraj couldn't stop laughing when he was reading that section out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours of Chem. Mr Sheat wore a new tie. It was very obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dark blue tie with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiger&lt;/span&gt; on it. wtf wtf. The tiger was cute. Wonder who gave it ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths tmrw...die die die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall promote our IU day here since I'm not going XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sri Cempaka Damansara will be having our IU Day on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;26th of July (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Venue: Sri Cempaka Damansara, no. 19, Jalan Setiabakti 1, Bukit Dsara, 50490, KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 4 pm till I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yeah, interactors/ retired interactors, please come =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-2855594693722651715?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/2855594693722651715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=2855594693722651715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2855594693722651715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2855594693722651715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/07/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-7112712978165653857</id><published>2008-07-10T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:31:51.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>school these days.</title><content type='html'>Let's start with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Tuesday, 09/07/08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sejarah Double Period- IT Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Noor didn't come. We thought we were gonna have double free period =) Then, Ms Tye came in =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CF: *rubs chest repeatedly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Miss T: Chun Foong! What are you doing!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Erwan: He's massaging his chest, Miss Tye *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Miss T: Ohh...Do you need me to help you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*walks over to CF's seat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miss T: *messaging CF's shoulder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*while doing the college application letter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Miss T: It's hard to control your class. If you all continue talking some more, I will make you&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; sit under the table in front of me&lt;/span&gt;. Starting with Chung Yi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Firdaus starts laughing uncontrollably*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday (10/07/08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;After break- Chem Lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Erwan: I hope Rina comes late for Chem. Then, I will ask," Mr S, where is Rina?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rina: *walks down to Chem Lab* Exactly 11.20am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Erwan: Ahhh...damn it. Why couldn't you come later?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Let's hope &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rina fails her Undang &lt;/span&gt;XD Then she'll have to resit XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After Chem (Lunch time class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Physics. We were warned by Mr S to not enter late for our next class or else we'll kena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to locker and all, met Steph. And we took the long route down to the Physics Lab. While walking past the Chem Prep. Room, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr S saw us both&lt;/span&gt; O.O ohh fuckk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Physics was horrible. Didn't get what he was saying. Not like we ever do. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Add Maths hw instead XD Very productive class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh! During the holidays, I gladly &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;threw away&lt;/span&gt; all my English Exam papers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she wants them back for the English File. wtf. It's at the dump site now lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for school =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7112712978165653857?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7112712978165653857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7112712978165653857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7112712978165653857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7112712978165653857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-these-days.html' title='school these days.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-1777447166972081559</id><published>2008-07-05T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:12:24.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>weekends left to spare.</title><content type='html'>Whoa, it's July now. Time flies. Trials would be in another&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 months&lt;/span&gt;. Yeap, exactly 2 months from now &gt;.&lt; I am so malas. I am not motivated at all. Sigh. Why la? It's not like I intend to fail SPM or something, I just don't know why. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't feel stressed, at all&lt;/span&gt;. wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School days are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;unbearable&lt;/span&gt;. It's just sooo boring. Chem, Physics, BM...Ahhh...Driving me nuts la. All we do in class is just play around, stare at each other. wtf. Yeah, we pay rm8000 for that. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every morning asking myself why I wanna go to school. Might as well just skip it XD But &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO, I HAVE CHEM&lt;/span&gt;. WTF. Terpaksa pergi la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to weekends. Cause I can sleep like a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; pig &lt;/span&gt;at home till no end XD Then go out and lepak around, come home, and sleep. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still going out alot. So much for SPM.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to go out, make full use of July. I bet most parents won't allow their child out by August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh... The Sale is on!!! I went to Pavilion yesterday after school till 10pm. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, the Sale wasn't that impressive. MNG and Zara... ok la... quite a good bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. I have too much time XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-1777447166972081559?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1777447166972081559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=1777447166972081559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1777447166972081559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1777447166972081559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekends-left-to-spare.html' title='weekends left to spare.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3412680495842185061</id><published>2008-06-29T23:10:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:32.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>St John's IU Day '08.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;May '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how it all started. During May- the day we had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics Mid year&lt;/span&gt;, 6.30 am in the morning, Brian (my primary school friend) sms-ed me about their IU Day's Fashion Show. He wanted us (Meiyan and I) to be one of their 5 models. So we agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;June '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IU Day was suppose to be on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;21 June '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Flyers were given out and everyone knew it was going to be on the 21st. But unfortunately, the teachers were causing trouble for the Interact Board. It was then canceled. For ONE day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, all of them settled the problem which involved many parents and probably arguments. It was all agreed. The IU day will be held on 28 June '08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian, Sam and Julius had put their heart and soul into this IU day. And I respect them for it. Sleepless nights preparing for the highly anticipated IU day as St John did not have one for many many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our part to help them out. We went for practices and all. Well, I won't really call them practices. HAHAHA. Met a few nice Form 6 Jie Jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see our costumes after school on Friday before the IU Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big day arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;28.06.08 (sat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning, around 9am and reached by school by 10am. The other 4 models were there. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meiyan, Lisha, Petrina and MinKey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were still busy decorating the hall. Gosh, I bet they were there since 8am. And Sam was still up at 3am. They had really nice lightings and sound system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGesILdLNmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Xg-dq_cxqL8/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGesILdLNmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Xg-dq_cxqL8/s400/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217327949846099554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to rehearse and all but we didn't have much time. Tak jadi. We had already put on the kimono/ yakuta for the rehearsal. Sigh. Susah nak pakai tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeueTwk8JI/AAAAAAAAAdw/NpvaeAjBXaQ/s1600-h/DSC03822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeueTwk8JI/AAAAAAAAAdw/NpvaeAjBXaQ/s400/DSC03822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217330529055338642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SJI crew. Models and Form 6 jie jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeuu247wbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZsY4hhE8Qnc/s1600-h/moto_0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeuu247wbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZsY4hhE8Qnc/s400/moto_0220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217330813363536306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian is so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IU Day was about to start, so we all had to change back. Don't wanna spoil the surprise. Then, guess who I saw? Julius! The President of St John's Interact Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeu_qV-III/AAAAAAAAAeA/WRvVMQEH3g4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeu_qV-III/AAAAAAAAAeA/WRvVMQEH3g4/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217331102053441666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop laughing when I saw him wearing it. Macam Baju Tidur. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IU day started. The VIP arrived and so did many other interactors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw Andy, Wei Hoong, Hong Meng and and and Wei Jie. We were all classmates during Std 6. Wow, been 5 long years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe8dqtAJkI/AAAAAAAAAfw/7gYcnn2ugvs/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe8dqtAJkI/AAAAAAAAAfw/7gYcnn2ugvs/s400/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217345911197279810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall. See the flag? We helped to paint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGewIMf6agI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Co4iP9nsCMY/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGewIMf6agI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Co4iP9nsCMY/s400/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217332348172528130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a glimpse of the 6 Dwarfs. Their dance was so chun. Back flips and all. And you could hear all the girls screaming for Julius. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian was about to belanja us Mc D but they didn't have service to the school. WTF. People dying for hunger la. We had to eat Maggi instead &gt;.&lt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGexA4FyHzI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wlEThgxZIuU/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGexA4FyHzI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wlEThgxZIuU/s400/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217333321946767154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the make-up. Thanks a lot, Li Hooi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGewzDVKqWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/p8LfCiS0z8s/s1600-h/DSC03826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGewzDVKqWI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/p8LfCiS0z8s/s400/DSC03826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217333084445911394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Models with Li Hooi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeyWkTrTpI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gLcIbhHaTrE/s1600-h/DSC03827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeyWkTrTpI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gLcIbhHaTrE/s400/DSC03827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217334794105081490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million Dollar photo XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fashion Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, we were nervous. Dimmed lights, spotlight shining on us, loud music and ALL EYES WOULD BE ON YOU. We were thinking of poses just before it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGey96G_H4I/AAAAAAAAAew/qHC9tpvN-yA/s1600-h/bhandme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGey96G_H4I/AAAAAAAAAew/qHC9tpvN-yA/s400/bhandme.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217335469972332418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ZhiHao and Beng Hong. No, they weren't nervous at all. This were the guys costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show started at 5pm, I think. Took a deep breath and walked into the hall. It was scary. Everyone was watching and snapping pictures. Walked and pose, walked and pose, walked and pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone walked too fast so Sam, Julius and the emcee had to do last minute runway walk. HAHAHAHA. Julius simply grabbed a jacket and walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had to partner for the 2nd round. I partnered Koh. Okay, we then did the finale. 12 of us including Julius and Sam went on stage for the finale and thanked everyone in Japanese. Yeah, had to kneel down and all. Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpR0zTSPAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/eLsmx8pLXx4/s1600-h/group+on+stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpR0zTSPAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/eLsmx8pLXx4/s400/group+on+stage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218073085828283394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpR1PvNgPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vA4BwupNoEw/s1600-h/kneel+on+stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpR1PvNgPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vA4BwupNoEw/s400/kneel+on+stage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218073093461606642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FINALE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arigatou Gozaimasu&lt;/span&gt;. With the IC president- Julius, IU director- Sam and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;AFTER THE FASHION SHOW (OUTSIDE HALL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeyxYRckZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/oBGuxJo0bYY/s1600-h/DSC03838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGeyxYRckZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/oBGuxJo0bYY/s400/DSC03838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217335254730969490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisha and I outside the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpRFFIW1wI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Ur0knE_2YvY/s1600-h/brian+and+5+models+outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpRFFIW1wI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Ur0knE_2YvY/s400/brian+and+5+models+outside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218072265980565250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People snapping photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpRFfCsq3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/A3f8gnscabk/s1600-h/group+outisde+hall+fever+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpRFfCsq3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/A3f8gnscabk/s400/group+outisde+hall+fever+night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218072272936151922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Saturday Night Fever XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpSnxqahdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/tutLU77X-fk/s1600-h/lisha+and+marsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGpSnxqahdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/tutLU77X-fk/s400/lisha+and+marsh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218073961561753042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lishaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10 of us wanted to take a group photo for ourselves. But everyone else, including outsiders decided to take our picture too. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe2xbVecUI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Qt5PSUZuE1w/s1600-h/DSC03840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe2xbVecUI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Qt5PSUZuE1w/s400/DSC03840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217339653599686978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the changing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe3MNzesoI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/AfnyraQJwXY/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe3MNzesoI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/AfnyraQJwXY/s400/DSC00039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217340113823904386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren, the security guard. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw, Pet, Ryan and their gang. Oi Patrick, where's our picture eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe3FGymDxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/BDGXofPkIJk/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe3FGymDxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/BDGXofPkIJk/s400/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217339991682060050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beng Hong should stop playing basketball. Terlalu tinggi la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for them to pack up and walked down the hill for mamak. Hungry wei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe4QjLu5kI/AAAAAAAAAfY/tsiQaks2pv8/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe4QjLu5kI/AAAAAAAAAfY/tsiQaks2pv8/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217341287793878594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and Danson worn out at the mamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe5CyTN6zI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kEjUI0M9x5o/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe5CyTN6zI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kEjUI0M9x5o/s400/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217342150845262642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the iu day. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats SJI crew! You guys did an awesome job. Am very proud of you =) Thanks so much for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe6rUtm1wI/AAAAAAAAAfo/N2E0xd_CL8A/s1600-h/DSC03860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGe6rUtm1wI/AAAAAAAAAfo/N2E0xd_CL8A/s400/DSC03860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217343946789148418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;p.s. I regretted not watching the video. I wanted to. Starring Sam, Julius, Danson and all XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3412680495842185061?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3412680495842185061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3412680495842185061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3412680495842185061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3412680495842185061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/06/st-johns-iu-day-08.html' title='St John&apos;s IU Day &apos;08.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SGesILdLNmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Xg-dq_cxqL8/s72-c/DSC00016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8206181099739168694</id><published>2008-06-23T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:23:46.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>hospitalized.</title><content type='html'>school is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. A&lt;/span&gt; is in the hospital. Kena &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dengue&lt;/span&gt;. Sad case. 3 weeks in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our whole class should pay him a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;visit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After all he taught for 5 long years. Not every teacher can handle the class. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just all &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;skip BM&lt;/span&gt; and take the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;NEW school bus&lt;/span&gt; to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;We should just go and learn Add Maths at Tawakal XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8206181099739168694?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8206181099739168694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8206181099739168694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8206181099739168694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8206181099739168694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/06/hospitalized.html' title='hospitalized.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-2479297275591647609</id><published>2008-06-16T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:00:00.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>why go to school?</title><content type='html'>I often ask myself this stupid question. Why do I go to school? I don't really see the point. I find school boring. And I bet many people do. Well, at least I didn't study there since tadika XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, why do we actually go to school for. Ok.. There are some classes which are quite productive such as..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chem&lt;/span&gt; is unbearable, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Bio&lt;/span&gt;...hmm...is unbearable too (according to Quang).&lt;br /&gt;3) We go to school for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Add Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)and maybe for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Modern Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all. Other than that, we don't really pay much attention in class. And that includes Physics. I really don't know why, but just can't concentrate in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Bm are like free periods XD We don't do anything. During moral, most of us would be sleeping in class or doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of school fees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. A few more months left. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;College&lt;/span&gt;, here we come =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-2479297275591647609?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/2479297275591647609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=2479297275591647609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2479297275591647609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2479297275591647609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-go-to-school.html' title='why go to school?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-9074108715175885237</id><published>2008-06-15T22:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:34.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>autism unpuzzled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Today they had the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;charity campaign&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Curve&lt;/span&gt;. Autism Unpuzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there around 1.30 pm. Met up with Rach and co and headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dragon-i&lt;/span&gt;. Funny watching them order cause all of them were bananas XD They had to order in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mandrin&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUoZvCQq8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/b_eKYCF_Q40/s1600-h/DSC03757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUoZvCQq8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/b_eKYCF_Q40/s400/DSC03757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212116566339005378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cf posing. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to check out the campaign downstairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUnTlh4-zI/AAAAAAAAAcY/br4Rabr6l8k/s1600-h/DSC03774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUnTlh4-zI/AAAAAAAAAcY/br4Rabr6l8k/s400/DSC03774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212115361196473138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which looked something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUpl2IE4BI/AAAAAAAAAco/-hjVdbV7Sf8/s1600-h/DSC03759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUpl2IE4BI/AAAAAAAAAco/-hjVdbV7Sf8/s400/DSC03759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212117873912504338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUqUH0TKzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Lcb9w6JVptM/s1600-h/DSC03761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUqUH0TKzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Lcb9w6JVptM/s400/DSC03761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212118668935375666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we promise to be friends for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUrPG8Q7mI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3jgrCQ-j32g/s1600-h/DSC03764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUrPG8Q7mI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3jgrCQ-j32g/s400/DSC03764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212119682312629858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spend our time lepaking around The Curve. Cause it was so fucking hot. Went to eat ice- cream, go for drinks and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Julius, Juli, Arthur Kam&lt;/span&gt; and other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Will Quah&lt;/span&gt; came XD wooooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUr9NCAd3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/_CVOof2eb3g/s1600-h/DSC03766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUr9NCAd3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/_CVOof2eb3g/s400/DSC03766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212120474221311858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part of the day XD and Emily was all over him. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUtla8n1pI/AAAAAAAAAdI/i1XTx7jEWSs/s1600-h/DSC03767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUtla8n1pI/AAAAAAAAAdI/i1XTx7jEWSs/s400/DSC03767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212122264663217810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jun Kit was sweating. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. Autism Unpuzzled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-9074108715175885237?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/9074108715175885237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=9074108715175885237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/9074108715175885237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/9074108715175885237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/06/autism-unpuzzled.html' title='autism unpuzzled.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SFUoZvCQq8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/b_eKYCF_Q40/s72-c/DSC03757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-6302463975001471181</id><published>2008-06-10T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:58:02.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>why so disappointing..?</title><content type='html'>I hate getting exam results.&lt;br /&gt;What I thought I'd do terribly, turned out good.&lt;br /&gt;And what I expected myself to do at least reasonably well was so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. But I guess I didn't TRY hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;64% for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sejarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!? I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Paper 1&lt;/span&gt;. 1st time ever =(&lt;br /&gt;So disappointing....seriously....even Pn Nor couldn't believe it. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't expect that. Not at all. Where my 'A' gone too...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Add Maths &lt;/span&gt;as usual, not exactly my best subject,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;68%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Forever the same mark.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cursed. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;, I had no clue about what I was writing in the paper. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;77%.&lt;/span&gt; wtf la.&lt;br /&gt;I expected myself to get like B or C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tye scared me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"marcia, I think you didn't do too well for your English 1. You only got 79%..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got shocked cause it was 2nd lowest in class.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking WTF I did in the paper. &lt;br /&gt;When I checked the paper, she &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;missed out 9.5 marks&lt;/span&gt; for Literature. OMG. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with her Maths...? In the end, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;. Lucky number. "Fatt"&lt;br /&gt;Turns out everyone in class got 1A =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough bout my rubbish. I'm gonna stop thinking about it =) So today we had Chem in the morning. Mr Sheat seemed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;really happy&lt;/span&gt;. In a weird unusual way. Hmm...I wonder what's up XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No chem during lunch today. So freeeee. I can't remember when was the last time we had lunch. Steph, Em, Milia, Alia, Chun, Erwan, YK, Rina and I were all in the empty class talking about....hahaha...nvm =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autism Unpuzzled&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I'm forced to XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem tmrw. Wish me luck =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6302463975001471181?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6302463975001471181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6302463975001471181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6302463975001471181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6302463975001471181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-so-disappointing.html' title='why so disappointing..?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-7235541862550361975</id><published>2008-06-07T22:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:34.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>singapore was awesome.</title><content type='html'>sigh sigh sigh. Holidays are coming to an end. Back to school, again. Half a year left. Just hang in there! My nightmare would be over soon enough =) Thank you very much. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much this holiday. Just lazing around and going out. Not that I'm going out that much. My parents think I should be studying. WTF. Pls la, exam was 2 weeks ago. Give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to Singapore. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Day 1- 3/6/08 (Tues)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived Singapore around 1pm. My uncle fetched us to his house. Obviously we stayed there la. Sigh. Haven't met my cousins for such a long time. Been many years. wtf. I was still a kid back then. I don't even remember seeing some. wtf. I'm so hopeless. Shery, Mark and Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I came across after lunch. The karaoke place. Check out the name XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqZzXxm1FI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iYaDXqZQTU0/s1600-h/DSC03661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqZzXxm1FI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iYaDXqZQTU0/s400/DSC03661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209145026841859154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to jalan-jalan around &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Orchard Road&lt;/span&gt;. Cause I thought there would be the best place to shop. I was proven wrong la of course. All too branded. Not that I don't like it, but the price is SCARY. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paragon. Banana Republic&lt;/span&gt;. I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; O.O omg! What a small world. When our mums and aunties were busy trying on clothes, Steph and I had time to talk. Come on, it's Banana Republic. Can't really expect us to buy anything there. One green knitted wear cost like 100 sing dollars. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takashimaya. Tangs. Sigh. Can't afford can't afford =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Orchard Road from 4pm till 7.30pm. wtf right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to makan dinner with the family nearby the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, my sis, Shery and I decided to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;walk back home&lt;/span&gt;. My older cousin followed us. Takut something happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqatALPTOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/YFywrft_CzA/s1600-h/DSC03666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqatALPTOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/YFywrft_CzA/s400/DSC03666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209146016939330786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it looked like this. Housing area was really silent and dark. But whatever la. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Day 2- 4/6/08 (wed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Galleria&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;duty free store&lt;/span&gt;. The reason why I went there cause there was supposedly to have &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sale&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah. There was. But it was pointless. Still too expensive after sale. Then why bother having sale? Maybe trying to attract naive ppl like me. wtf. Lucky Steph got her Marc Jacobs. Damn jealous XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Steph again at Galleria. What a coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bugis Street&lt;/span&gt; around 4pm with Shery and my sis. The place for good bargains. Took the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us walked around there until we were tired. And walked over to the air- conditioned mall. How typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqeqa2hfzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/VZgj1IXd25M/s1600-h/DSC03679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqeqa2hfzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/VZgj1IXd25M/s400/DSC03679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209150370607103794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqgIB6QO7I/AAAAAAAAAb0/sE2r6ifH2AU/s1600-h/DSC03681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqgIB6QO7I/AAAAAAAAAb0/sE2r6ifH2AU/s400/DSC03681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209151978819566514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shery =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqgyvil2AI/AAAAAAAAAb8/3e-IVMoK9H4/s1600-h/DSC03678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqgyvil2AI/AAAAAAAAAb8/3e-IVMoK9H4/s400/DSC03678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209152712622856194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amusing &gt;.&lt; style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;AngMoKio and took a cab back to the house. Sigh. Why taxi fare &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so expensive&lt;/span&gt; la?  Went for dinner.  We were all sharing stupid jokes and all the other rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;waitress: may I take your order please? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd uncle: of course you may NOT. O.O  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he's like really strange. He thinks he's very&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; charming&lt;/span&gt; tho. wtf.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqhrZW3dvI/AAAAAAAAAcE/UHRmejh47h0/s1600-h/DSC03692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqhrZW3dvI/AAAAAAAAAcE/UHRmejh47h0/s400/DSC03692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209153685920642802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big family =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home from the petrol station at night. There were 2 men behind us. One said," &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;get the small one.&lt;/span&gt;" wtf. Shery rushed us home. Got scared for a while. But luckily nothing happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Day 3- 5/6/08 (thurs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Ang Mo Kio Hub and ate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moss Burger&lt;/span&gt;. Damn nice wei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;7/6/08 (Sat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt; today with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;rach and hy&lt;/span&gt;. And guess who I saw? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha. Small small world. Haven't seen him for ages tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I still feel bad cause he was lining up for the tickets with Angel and I was happily eating lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prom Night.&lt;/span&gt; Damn it. Rachel chickened out XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;petrol price increased&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. My mum says I can stop thinking about going to One U and all these places. Sigh. What to do? I guess I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;won't be going&lt;/span&gt; for the Autism campaign after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7235541862550361975?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7235541862550361975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7235541862550361975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7235541862550361975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7235541862550361975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/06/singapore-was-awesome.html' title='singapore was awesome.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SEqZzXxm1FI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iYaDXqZQTU0/s72-c/DSC03661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8546413752143739274</id><published>2008-05-30T19:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:35.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>may30friday.</title><content type='html'>Ahhh...yes! Holiday classes are over. Finally! Went to school by 9.40 am this morning for chem =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class finished by 11.50am. Oh god! It was like hell. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2 hours of plain hell&lt;/span&gt;. Had to wait for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ungrateful sister&lt;/span&gt; to finish her class at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siew Lynn, Sean L., Nick Teh and I &lt;/span&gt;went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mamak&lt;/span&gt; near school for a drink. Then, walked back and started to lepak around the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started raining. The school was so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;silent&lt;/span&gt; and the sky was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;grey and cloudy.&lt;/span&gt; The unusual silence. The school seemed so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;lifeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Lynn and I were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;walking in the rain&lt;/span&gt; outta &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;boredom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SD_geXLaKYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ly76rG2EpxI/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SD_geXLaKYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ly76rG2EpxI/s400/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206126506486147458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining, really! lols. Hahaha. Imagine how bored we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SD_hLXLaKZI/AAAAAAAAAbM/NjgmMcUu6bE/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SD_hLXLaKZI/AAAAAAAAAbM/NjgmMcUu6bE/s400/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206127279580260754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the hall level. The school looked really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;gloomy&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm, would I ever miss the school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the hall level and realised Cy, Chun, Erwan and all were playing in the hall. And I heard &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YeeKan scream&lt;/span&gt; O.O It really looked like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAPE SCENE&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. 5 guys attacking one poor YeeKan. wtf. Niraj and his &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Armageddon&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how I wasted time at school till 1pm. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back and decided to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;One U for Sophia's bday&lt;/span&gt;. But then it was so jam so I gave up. lols. Sorry Sophia! I must say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;traffic&lt;/span&gt; for the past few days was so terrible. That's what I hate about living in the city centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ended up going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pet&lt;/span&gt; and all =) Haha. Funny outing. lols. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stare, stare, stare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hanged out till 5.30pm and balik.. I shall go out more XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8546413752143739274?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8546413752143739274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8546413752143739274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8546413752143739274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8546413752143739274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/may30friday.html' title='may30friday.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SD_geXLaKYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ly76rG2EpxI/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-3522287089834589111</id><published>2008-05-26T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:51:41.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;24 May 2008 (sat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up and force myself outta bed at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.30am&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh. No sleep. So, I headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'THE SCHOOL'&lt;/span&gt; after that. lols. And I don't mean ours =) The school was quite happening. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;hool band practice, dance practice, scouts &lt;/span&gt;and all. Hmm, it was a familiar scene. Similar to my primary school life. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Meiyan and I met the other Form 6 girls and we started our own practice. The guys were having their own dance practice. And yeah, I think all of us did a good job. For &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1st timers&lt;/span&gt;. Not bad already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! There was one guy who did the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;back flip&lt;/span&gt; during dancing. So amazing! How do you even do that?!? Anyway, all of us left the school bout &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12.45pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 7 of us walked down the bukit and headed to the mamak and ate lunch. Julius left after lunch. So, we walked to the Masjid Jamek station and took the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LRT&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Times Square&lt;/span&gt;. Had to walk again from the Hang Tuah station to the mall. wtf. My feet was aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan and I were obliged to follow them to buy slippers. wtf. Damn picky for guys la. We just stood there watching them. Then, we spent the rest of our time walking around eating ice-cream, exploring the lala world. WTF. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt; with my mum after that. lols. Both of my feet were cut after long walks. Sakit la. Until now, k? Ouch wei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is so not happening. Can't expect me to go out go out go out. Boring also. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Parents&lt;/span&gt; leaving for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; during th e weekend pula. What am I suppose to do down here la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday classes started. Chem was funny. Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Birthday Mr Sheat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came in, everyone sang the bday song in the chem lab. Then, Chun Foong and Kenneth went up to him and gave him a hug. wtf. Steph has proof. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say la, Mr Sheat's jokes are one of a kind. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart move la Niraj, bloody hp rang during Chem. Of all times. How unlucky! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*I love you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're really getting older XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3522287089834589111?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3522287089834589111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3522287089834589111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3522287089834589111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3522287089834589111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/holidays.html' title='holidays.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-5615964720401816003</id><published>2008-05-22T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:54:21.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>I can't think of an appropriate title.</title><content type='html'>Exams are officially over! Phew. Tough week. I shall not mention how I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;messed up Physics,&lt;/span&gt; cause it was really bad. And I mean it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the day before Physics XD&lt;br /&gt;But it was worth it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt; is so cute =) wtf. He looks like an Italian tho. Yeah, I must have been thinking bout him till I couldn't do Physics. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Idol &lt;/span&gt;is over! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook&lt;/span&gt; won. His song &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'Dream Big&lt;/span&gt;' is stuck in my head. I find the lyrics &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;inspirational.&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. He should have won, I guess. He has a variety of songs and a special voice. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"But if we don’t Dream Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What’s the use in dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you don’t have faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;there’s nothing worth believing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta &lt;/span&gt;was good also la. Cause I&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; feel like crying&lt;/span&gt; every time I hear him sing.. wtf. Not bad for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17 year old&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Moral &lt;/span&gt;was funny.. Everyone was speechless when they saw the paper O.O obviously no one studied la. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;83% for EST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Good attempt? lols. Whatever la. I don't care. Erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are starting. We have like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;holiday classes, i movie, practices for singing and *something I refuse to mention*&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn..have to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;St Johns&lt;/span&gt; for practice on Monday. Malas la. Those people owe me big time. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sleepy now. Just came back from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mid valley&lt;/span&gt; with Sean. We went for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dinner and drinks at the bar&lt;/span&gt;. Mmm..I'm not drunk XD it was just&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; beer&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-5615964720401816003?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/5615964720401816003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=5615964720401816003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5615964720401816003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5615964720401816003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-think-of-appropriate-title.html' title='I can&apos;t think of an appropriate title.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-6369966156106264117</id><published>2008-05-17T22:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:35.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life is short.</title><content type='html'>Exams are almost over! Thank god. I slept at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2am&lt;/span&gt; for the past few days. Everyone looked soooo tired. I had really &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dark lines &lt;/span&gt;under my eyes. lols. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG PANDA EYES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't put much effort this exam. Hmm, maybe I did, the NIGHT BEFORE. So yeah, I won't be disappointed or upset this time around. Cause I didn't even work for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk bout the papers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;est 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;add maths and maths 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Fuck. I'm so stupid. I left my paper 2 add maths question out. wtf. It's 10 marks. Gone la gone la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Paper 1 was horrible. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 and 3 was manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sejarah and bm 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM 1 was ok. We had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;free entertainment&lt;/span&gt; from the primary kids throughout the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*piano and violin plays*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;..."You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. hahaha. THEN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;..."I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And where you go I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You'll always be my true love, my true love, my true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;From now until forever, forever, forever..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;tv3 people &lt;/span&gt;were broadcasting it for some teacher's day thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*canteen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;marcia: hey yong! how was sejarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;gabriel (paying for the food): ok! very easy.. I finished in one and a half hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;marcia and rina: wtf O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*class*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;gabriel: ehh.. you know I wrote 3 sejarah essays in one page of paper...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. hahaha. He's our hero =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah 2 was ok, except for the structured questions.&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah 1 was...fucked up. I never felt so defeated. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SC72RfUZp_I/AAAAAAAAAas/OY3EDzhaVQY/s1600-h/DSC03511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SC72RfUZp_I/AAAAAAAAAas/OY3EDzhaVQY/s400/DSC03511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365399984777202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;preparing for exams during the weekend. studying with my handphone and laptop XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SC72wPUZqAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/EOdDV1OXPxI/s1600-h/DSC03520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SC72wPUZqAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/EOdDV1OXPxI/s400/DSC03520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365928265754626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY! See the homologous series thing? wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I was bored alright? And the sight of chemistry notes all around my table was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough bout exams. Let's talk about life. Hmm, life is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Mynmmar Cyclone, China Earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment you'd be all happy having a wonderful dinner with your family, next thing you know, you'd find yourself crushed beneath a wrecked building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life feels short. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Maybe I wouldn't even exist the next day&lt;/span&gt;.. Only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Treasure every moment we have in life. Every breath we take. It's God's gift. And one day when he decides to take that all away, there isn't anything we can do. So yeah, live your life to the max and be thankful that you had the time to experience life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 years.. We've come a long way too. I still remember the day I first entered kindergarten, seems like yesterday. And now, I'll be finishing my secondary school life in 6 months. It's like wow.. How is this possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Appreciate&lt;/span&gt; what we have in life. Our loved ones especially. I believe at the end of the day, they will be our only regrets. For not spending much time together, feeling sorry for all the wrong things we've done or maybe we'd just really miss them. Since all of us have the chance to right now, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;vivid footprints&lt;/span&gt; in their hearts. We'll never be forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we've actually come to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;facing death,&lt;/span&gt; we'd finally realise what's most important to us. We'd look at life at a different perspective.. in a matured way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I feel so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt; by life now XD wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I keep on thinking bout &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;college life&lt;/span&gt;. What I wanna do.. Where to go and all that shit. I think my dad wants us to move to UK. Why lah?!? At least he isn't forcing me to go there now =) Another year and a half left..after SPM. From now, 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave now cause I haven't gotten enough of here.. The life I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;drunk&lt;/span&gt; now. Hahaha. Drank too much wine during dinner. My head's spinning and yet I can type so much trash. wtf. Amazing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;p.s. It's your life, so do whatever you want with it. It's your choice. Your call =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6369966156106264117?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6369966156106264117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6369966156106264117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6369966156106264117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6369966156106264117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-short.html' title='life is short.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SC72RfUZp_I/AAAAAAAAAas/OY3EDzhaVQY/s72-c/DSC03511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-1174610658308179750</id><published>2008-05-11T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:39:13.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mother's day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;to all moms in the world =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;*and that includes you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erwan&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty for doing all the last minute shopping and not being able to celebrate mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just really bad timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And what the heck, I can't even concentrate on the books..&lt;br /&gt;Why is this happening?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-1174610658308179750?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1174610658308179750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=1174610658308179750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1174610658308179750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1174610658308179750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mother&apos;s day!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-8353158443899577180</id><published>2008-05-07T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:19:01.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>exam stress. wtf.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, I've caught a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cold and sore throat&lt;/span&gt; &gt;.&lt; On Monday? Weird tho.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was fine at school that morning, then during physics, I felt damn warm and I had a bad headache. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I'm allergic to Physics. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; karma&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;laughed at someone for falling sick&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Kindda sucked for the past few days. Cause I kept on waking up in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Not enough sleep.. and I have to study for exam (not like I'm progressing well) and do my moral project. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better now.  &lt;br /&gt;Since I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;did not attend &lt;/span&gt;school today =) So did&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Jun Kit&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Privilege of dropping bio and having chem (after school).&lt;br /&gt;Just what I needed, a break. omg, I'm so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone heard of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Josef Fritzl&lt;/span&gt; right? The Austria dude.&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; psychotic rapist&lt;/span&gt;. WTF. How can he do that do his own daughter?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incest &lt;/span&gt;with 7 children. And the worst part, imprisoning them for 20 over god damn years in his dungeon.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, ppl like him should &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;burn in **** and die.&lt;/span&gt; Really. He deserves every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And yeah, I'm happy for alex! His mum is ok =) Thank god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8353158443899577180?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8353158443899577180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8353158443899577180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8353158443899577180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8353158443899577180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/exam-stress-wtf.html' title='exam stress. wtf.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-8147605100524047925</id><published>2008-05-04T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:35.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>hy's party. may 4th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;May 4&lt;/span&gt; today. This date would have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;meant so much more 2 years ago&lt;/span&gt;. Wow, time flies. Seems so far away now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If only&lt;/span&gt; we could have lasted that long. (hahaha. not like it means anything now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;....01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06.&lt;/span&gt; (I bet this makes no sense to anyone, but it does to me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha. This is like a forever thing. Cause it will only happen once in your lifetime. And never again. After all, it WAS special. Not anymore  XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So much changed over these past 2 years. You've changed, and so have I. Hopefully, for the better. I'm glad we're still friends despite how I acted last year. Thanks for the memories =) And I mean the good ones. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm suppose to be studying now. GOD DAMN IT! What am I doing?!? Why can't I just concentrate &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. Hy's Birthday yesterday. Happy 17th Birthday =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pavillion&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. And I saw Rachel walking in. HAHAHA. wtf. Coincidence. Had &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kampachi&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. That bloody expensive Jap restaurant &gt;.&lt;   Went down to look at the glass&lt;br /&gt;thing from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03408.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03408.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kuan Yin. So peaceful. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03419.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03419.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my mum went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bobbi Brown&lt;/span&gt; for her make over thing. For the Gala dinner at night. Yeah, my sis and I were left alone at night =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03428.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03428.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;preeetttyyyy mum&lt;/span&gt; =) candid shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Titiwangsa &lt;/span&gt;after that.&lt;br /&gt;Rach, Amy, Michelle, Sophia, Yee Keat, CY, Nich and Michelle were there already. Meiyan came late. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03443.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Erwan posing on the slide. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I wonder whether my butt can go through?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was showing off his hot body. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03445.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03445.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Maybe by&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; FORCE &lt;/span&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03446.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03446.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03448.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03448.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Keat syiok sendiri. He didn't even cue us. wtf. Look at me, so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blurrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03453.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03453.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel. I had to bend down =) So the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;difference'&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't be that obvious XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was threatened to be thrown in the pool. Not the 1st time &gt;.&lt; Happened at Erwan's pool party before. And it was great. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE I LEFT!   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SB2Jm1y7_6I/AAAAAAAAAac/-GSoMLn6h9o/s1600-h/DSC03454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SB2Jm1y7_6I/AAAAAAAAAac/-GSoMLn6h9o/s400/DSC03454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196460845424181154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Erwan was pushed by Nicholas.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03455.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03455.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Met up with Brian &lt;/span&gt;after that. Somewhere near my house. lols. Teman-ed him to makan dinner and left.&lt;br /&gt;Had to catch up on each other's lives =) Been quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;We were friends since god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03465.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03465.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sis bought this for me&lt;/span&gt;. I feel so touched XD wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Gossip Girl song, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who Do You Love' by Moffatts&lt;/span&gt;. How appropriate. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8147605100524047925?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8147605100524047925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8147605100524047925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8147605100524047925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8147605100524047925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/hys-party-may-4th.html' title='hy&apos;s party. may 4th.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SB2Jm1y7_6I/AAAAAAAAAac/-GSoMLn6h9o/s72-c/DSC03454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-7792589826093292862</id><published>2008-05-01T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:45:42.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>randomness.</title><content type='html'>Too late for Happy Labour's Day now. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much today. Quite relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Just what I needed- peace of mind. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't understand some ppl sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Why do they like to keep everything to themselves?&lt;br /&gt;Or act all mysterious?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mind games&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt;, you know?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how long I can put with this anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I'm trying to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;optimistic &lt;/span&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I uploaded some Study Skills Photos&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah, scroll down =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;p.s. I'm gonna change my blog link soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7792589826093292862?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7792589826093292862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7792589826093292862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7792589826093292862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7792589826093292862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/05/randomness.html' title='randomness.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-4598495731899783553</id><published>2008-04-27T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T18:33:26.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>our last. sports day '08.</title><content type='html'>Our last sports day just happened to be our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25th anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I arrived Cheras at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt; and hell I thought I was damn early. But I was wrong XD&lt;br /&gt;The marchers were already assembled at the field. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I had to run and change into the Beruang shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Panas like crazy&lt;/span&gt;. I thought I was going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;burn&lt;/span&gt; again. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla, chilled at the canteen and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt; rehearsed her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'ikraar' &lt;/span&gt;(whatever) with me. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stood at field stoning during the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;oath thing and school song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so bored, so we did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03302.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03302.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ass Queen, Ass No. 1 to No. 7 and I =)&lt;/span&gt; Don't you love our asses, katt?&lt;br /&gt;I will miss them annoying me during marching. Ehh, where's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yu Sheng? My ass no. 4!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, cheerleading! Okayy.. Watched a while and got bored, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03305.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03305.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Rinaaaaaaa and Marshhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03307.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03307.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so serious eh? Must have been the heat. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mr Sheat with sunglasses &lt;/span&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03309.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03309.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the canteen and lepak. Then, went up to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Office level&lt;/span&gt; there. And we were able to look over the whole field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03345.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice view! I love this pic. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03347.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03347.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling katt =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Telematch &lt;/span&gt;after that. Why? Cause Rina was playing. HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03336.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03336.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;JJ and I.&lt;/span&gt; Hmm.. had been quite some time since we took a picture together. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telematch was funny. Quite entertaining. After that, it was Rina's turn. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna mention it. lols. Then, went walking around with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kok Lim&lt;/span&gt; and continued watching the telematch. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Beruang won =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marching &lt;/span&gt;after that. Things were a little chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;But marching went well, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;'we are family (cempaka cempaka)' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended around 9pm like that. And was caught in the jam for hell of a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03368.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03368.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mc Donalds. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03382.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC03382.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel vain. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;p.s. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want our picture at the field! Fast fast! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green hair.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will definitely miss you guys =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;.... HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY RINA (da bitch)!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4598495731899783553?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4598495731899783553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4598495731899783553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4598495731899783553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4598495731899783553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-last-sports-day-08.html' title='our last. sports day &apos;08.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-549722054052461955</id><published>2008-04-20T16:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:36.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>spm study skills '08, puteri gunung ledang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM STUDY SKILLS (DAY 1) 18/04/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRP session. Starting filming &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Puteri Gunung Ledang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BM and EST seminar.&lt;/span&gt; It rained at the end of the day. Games finished at 6.30pm. I was at cheras for like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11 hours&lt;/span&gt; O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;SPM STUDY SKILLS (DAY 2) 19/04/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Add Maths seminar. Moral seminar. Sejarah seminar. Chemistry seminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like sleeping time. Someone was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;resting his chin on the tumbler sleeping&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. Pro.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Passed sweets around, passed messages, lauged and fell asleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games was funny. HAHAHAHA. Everyone was talking crap. Finished at 6.30pm again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;*I hope my card made you cry =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM STUDY SKILLS (DAY 3) 20/04/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 8am till 10 am to finish up our presentation stuff. So Andrew took the rest for filming while Amirah and I started doing the slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to finish everything just in time. Rush rush rush. And rehearsed once before the actual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOUD 9'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present, laugh, present, laugh laugh laugh till no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo. And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Cloud 9 came in second place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm so proud of everyone in the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Awesome job, guys =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thanks for putting up with me and thanks for the great teamwork!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;**ehh... mana chocolate saya...? Dah kena 'curi'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; no thanks&lt;/span&gt; to my teacher cause not like she ever gave a fcuk bout what we did.&lt;br /&gt;Everything on screen was done by US! Without any help from teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congrats to the other groups who won =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Lingua Franca&lt;/span&gt;, why didn't I think of that 1st?!? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now. I feel like sleeping. Nights.. *but look at the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;p.s. I shall post our video on youtube one day. Laugh all you want XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DGTTMS5l5E/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DGTTMS5l5E/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Puteri Gunung Ledang song. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Asmaradana.&lt;/span&gt; It's nice. Trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SBn8SVy7_4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4G6p0OCF5V4/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SBn8SVy7_4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4G6p0OCF5V4/s400/lala.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195461037167214466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had nothing better to do, so we decided to try all new 'lala' pose. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...Ta-Dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SBn8mly7_5I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/biybPlseagM/s1600-h/bang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SBn8mly7_5I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/biybPlseagM/s400/bang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195461385059565458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't expect much after a long day of crap. So yeah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, a serious photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SBn5MFy7_3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/xyaaIdaiygA/s1600-h/cglp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SBn5MFy7_3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/xyaaIdaiygA/s400/cglp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195457631258148722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(click image for larger size)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; wtf. us 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-549722054052461955?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/549722054052461955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=549722054052461955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/549722054052461955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/549722054052461955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/04/spm-study-skills-08-puteri-gunung.html' title='spm study skills &apos;08, puteri gunung ledang.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SBn8SVy7_4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4G6p0OCF5V4/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8966616700088715907</id><published>2008-04-10T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:37.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study skills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>pmr study skills '06.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, school had been pretty..erm.. boring! I mean like yeah, I guess that is what school is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework, classes, test, exams and LAUGHTER. Hehe. Wouldn't have survived class if it wasn't for Rina, CY, Chun Foong, mummy XD and all =) Yeah, the tests this week was awesome. HAHAHA. Right Rina XD best ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister&lt;/span&gt; is having her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PMR study skills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tmrw at&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Cheras&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently, they're joining with Cheras too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE!&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. I feel so bad for her to have a sister like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT FUN.&lt;/span&gt; Compared to ours XD Haha. They don't even get to stay over. Sucks so bad. All the rules and sheeeeeet. I think the same goes for ours la. Which I think is gonna suck too. HAHA. But I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I miss Form 3 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was the funnest year ever. Don't need to study. All objective = can tembak! lols. Finished the syllabus during July or August that year. Great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But finishing our effing SPM syllabus is gonna be a problem. Maybe not for Pn. J! wtf. 1 lesson, 1 chapter. Madness. I hate Maths XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to our PMR study skills 2006 at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perangsang Templer Golf Club =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_3dLjRDYyI/AAAAAAAAAZc/OJ_Oe6-GgEI/s1600-h/Perangsang+Templer+Golf+Club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_3dLjRDYyI/AAAAAAAAAZc/OJ_Oe6-GgEI/s400/Perangsang+Templer+Golf+Club.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187545536315745058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this from the balcony outside our Seminar Hall. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really really nice place. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hills and fresh air. &lt;/span&gt;That freaky place is pretty much lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to wake up screaming at each other, fighting for the haunted looking toilet, and get scared by Rina's stories, like how some crazy ppl might break into our apartment. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;haunted&lt;/span&gt; place anyway. Serious. No joke. Quite nice la, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;walking in the dark at 11.30 pm with our hp (light source) back to our apartments. Surrounded by nothing but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hills and a long, dark and quiet road.&lt;/span&gt; wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the last day, everyone woke up late. HAHAHA. We were already at breakfast, but CF and all just got up at 7am. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_3eZTRDYzI/AAAAAAAAAZk/lq2wJX9k6Hs/s1600-h/study+skills+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_3eZTRDYzI/AAAAAAAAAZk/lq2wJX9k6Hs/s400/study+skills+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187546872050574130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our seminar hall. lols. LAST NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_3eZTRDY0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/vDoh2xx-Wck/s1600-h/study+skills+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_3eZTRDY0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/vDoh2xx-Wck/s400/study+skills+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187546872050574146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the seminar hall. During the night. LAST NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;These memories last a lifetime =) And I'd be happy to keep them with me forever. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going to teman my sis to buy her white shirt for study skills. For War Game or some shit la. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8966616700088715907?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8966616700088715907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8966616700088715907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8966616700088715907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8966616700088715907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/04/pmr-study-skills-06.html' title='pmr study skills &apos;06.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_3dLjRDYyI/AAAAAAAAAZc/OJ_Oe6-GgEI/s72-c/Perangsang+Templer+Golf+Club.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-6939608472818915682</id><published>2008-04-05T22:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:37.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>MBS- CBN IU Day 2008.</title><content type='html'>Met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Meiyan, Danson, Brian and Sienne at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then, we went shoe hunting. wtf. (That was unnecessary)So, we WALKED to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Malaysia Tourism Centre&lt;/span&gt;. On heels =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FORMAL&lt;/span&gt;. lols. And the place was quite crowded. Nice hall. Good for performances. It looks something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_ePPux4V4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/ixzbnO-Vflg/s1600-h/DSC03168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_ePPux4V4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/ixzbnO-Vflg/s400/DSC03168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185770996358469506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hall&lt;/span&gt;. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan and Petrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; hosts&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome la =) HAHAHA. Great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eQV-x4V5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/a6w22Fcu1zI/s1600-h/DSC03153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eQV-x4V5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/a6w22Fcu1zI/s400/DSC03153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185772203244279698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very-pretty host - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Petrina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eQ-Ox4V6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/wjBVgf62Vj8/s1600-h/DSC03157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eQ-Ox4V6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/wjBVgf62Vj8/s400/DSC03157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185772894734014370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner in crime. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'kai gor'&lt;/span&gt; =) Hahaha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian/ John Lau&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. His &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;St Johns Gang&lt;/span&gt;. omg. Siao ppl. Seriously, a crazy bunch of guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eRbux4V7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/z6J1-KwJl_A/s1600-h/DSC03162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eRbux4V7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/z6J1-KwJl_A/s400/DSC03162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185773401540155314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempting to do something stupid, like welcoming the guests. wtf. This is my 'kai gor'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. This &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teh Eu Sam&lt;/span&gt; should go for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;brain wash&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. HAHAHA. Everyday 'porn'. He's the only guy I know who comes out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;NO CASH&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. So much for ex-classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Patrick&lt;/span&gt;.. omg.. I finally saw his&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; horny&lt;/span&gt; side! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eS6ux4V9I/AAAAAAAAAZU/AyuTK4bcGQQ/s1600-h/DSC03167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eS6ux4V9I/AAAAAAAAAZU/AyuTK4bcGQQ/s400/DSC03167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185775033627727826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eSaux4V8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/dEWoQ2RcRCM/s1600-h/DSC03169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_eSaux4V8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/dEWoQ2RcRCM/s400/DSC03169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185774483871913922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random dance performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part. (must read)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was forced to play the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks to his so called friends. lols. And he &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;dedicated it to 'someone very very very very special'&lt;/span&gt;. We all know who XD He sang a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jap song&lt;/span&gt;. Aww, so sweet right. So touching. If only someone would do that for me... *dreams* Yeah, in my next life =.= wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you lah Danson&lt;/span&gt; (my 'tou dai'). You made me &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; =) Really. I admire your courage like hell. I salute you. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ppl did. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Balls of Steel'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wtf. Some guy from I don't know where said that O.O Haha. Nice way to compliment someone. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'll post the video soon. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after everything, all of us including the St Johns ppl went over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KLCC for dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great to see Ann, Jing Yi and all again. After 4 long years..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6939608472818915682?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6939608472818915682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6939608472818915682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6939608472818915682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6939608472818915682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/04/mbs-cbn-iu-day-2008.html' title='MBS- CBN IU Day 2008.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_ePPux4V4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/ixzbnO-Vflg/s72-c/DSC03168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-8356610918923992882</id><published>2008-04-04T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:38.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>immature kiddos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;03.04.08 (Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling that great. Tak pergi sekolah. So after accounts, I went for lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ampang Point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paid for lunch, but I had to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;belanja&lt;/span&gt; him &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baskin Robbins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_ZgOOx4V3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/LmBnaikT1eU/s1600-h/Seanc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_ZgOOx4V3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/LmBnaikT1eU/s400/Seanc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185437818565449586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is him eating ice-cream. wtf. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;04.04.08 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Std 3 kid stole Rina's tupperware.&lt;/span&gt; Kenneth went after him. And got it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the kid came to our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Std 3 kid: YOU FAGGOT! SON OF A BITCH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of us: O.O WTF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. Kids these days. He's only effing 9 years old! Who taught him this shit???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me. I'm blogging bout this cause I think the girl had gone way too far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kids are so immature these days&lt;/span&gt;. They have no idea what comes out of their mouth. Thinking that they know everything in the world. Pls lah, you're so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;young and naive&lt;/span&gt;. You know nuts bout the law, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you know what &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEFAMATION&lt;/span&gt; is? Obviously, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you know what a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIFE THREAT&lt;/span&gt; is? Causing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;emotional disturbance&lt;/span&gt;? You don't too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I dare you to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;something unpleasant to her (you know who, Alex) life&lt;/span&gt;! And you're in deep shit, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot bring a suit&lt;/span&gt; for copyright infringement without &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first registering&lt;/span&gt; your copyright&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, beat that XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;p.s. hey &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Alex!&lt;/span&gt; I've got your back wei. No sweat. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8356610918923992882?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8356610918923992882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8356610918923992882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8356610918923992882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8356610918923992882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/04/immature-kiddos.html' title='immature kiddos.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R_ZgOOx4V3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/LmBnaikT1eU/s72-c/Seanc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-2810327140795784168</id><published>2008-04-02T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:01:27.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>games carnival 2008.</title><content type='html'>Games Carnival is officially over! No more standing under hot sun =) lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I turned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;. Obviously. Which I really dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3 of Games Carnival&lt;/span&gt;, yesterday la, I was like dying at school. HAHA. Felt extremely unwell cause of the heat and all. Drank &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 bottles of water and 2 cans of 100 plus&lt;/span&gt;. wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marcia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hey Yong! GO BERUANG!!! =)Must win, k? (handball)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gabriel:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHA. I don't care. Screw it..it can go to hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marcia and steph: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*glares at gabriel*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;gabriel:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;even if you give me the 1st house cup, I'll throw it and burn. Do you think it's going to get me straight A's for SPM? NO!!! So screw it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marcia and steph:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA *laugh laugh laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel bad for CY for his&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dislocated finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after rugby. The crippled man. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so malas to go back to school. Sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I can feel sore throat coming! Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey steph, go seladang! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, games carnival was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-2810327140795784168?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/2810327140795784168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=2810327140795784168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2810327140795784168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2810327140795784168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/04/games-carnival-2008.html' title='games carnival 2008.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-1118849763621025023</id><published>2008-03-29T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:38.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>games carnival  day 1.</title><content type='html'>What a loooooong day! I'm so tired now. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.30 am - 1.40 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Games Carnival at Cheras&lt;/span&gt;. Volleyball 1st place, awesome. Basketball too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was seriously panas. Tak tahan. wtf. And the South Hall was f*cking stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met back to woz crew. Most of them. Hmm... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left cheras when my mum came O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.30pm- 4.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purple Cane near Times Sqaure&lt;/span&gt; there. In my house t-shirt. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my mum went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honda Showroom at Sri Utama, Wangsa Maju.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's buying a Honda. Well, I'll probably end up driving it. I had full say on which one I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honda Civic 2.0. The sparky grey colour.&lt;/span&gt; I love! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4.00pm- 6.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Aunty Serine's daughter, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina&lt;/span&gt; came. Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ampang Point&lt;/span&gt; with my sis and Nina. Met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sean Chen&lt;/span&gt; at his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Maxis&lt;/span&gt; shop. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting away at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;San Francisco Coffee&lt;/span&gt;. Then, SeanC came over. He wanted to eat. wtf. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Rojak&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. Damn evil, curi my hp. I wonder what he saw la...damn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.00pm- 9.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed my mum and Aunty Serine for &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foot Reflexology at Ampang Waterfront&lt;/span&gt;. I know, nice name right. It's facing a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;monsoon drain&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. And guess what? I fell asleep instead of screaming my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, pergi makan dinner at Han Han. And came home. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-5feex4V2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UfW-Ky1FyRU/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-5feex4V2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UfW-Ky1FyRU/s400/Picture+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183185198413010786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud that he managed to high jump, so I just had to post his picture. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; 'kai gor', Brian Lau&lt;/span&gt;. My 1st 'kai gor' ever. wtf. Ex-classmates pula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, will be seeing 'kai gor' for &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CBN-MBS IU day&lt;/span&gt; this sat. lols. And many other people. Awesome =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-1118849763621025023?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1118849763621025023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=1118849763621025023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1118849763621025023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1118849763621025023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/games-carnival-day-1.html' title='games carnival  day 1.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-5feex4V2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UfW-Ky1FyRU/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-5185904864675310770</id><published>2008-03-26T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:09:57.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>pre-marital sex and abortion. wtf.</title><content type='html'>I swear today was the best English class ever. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;ChungYi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imagine &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marcia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;chun foong&lt;/span&gt; married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And then she &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'dai tou'&lt;/span&gt;. Later she realises that her baby is deformed. So chun foong, what would you do? Would you abort the child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;ChunFoong:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt; I think you should ask marcia. HAHAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Marcia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;=.= *WTF*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Kahfai: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I strongly object what you just said!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;*laughs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;All the guys do is just 'shoot'.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;*wtf*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Erwan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never get caught&lt;/span&gt; when you're having pre-marital sex. *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;       2) Always use &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;protection&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;       3) Make sure you&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change your hp number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(so that pregnant girls can't find you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. So we spent 1 whole hour talking about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;pre-marital sex and abortion&lt;/span&gt; during &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;english class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough sick talk. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;House meeting and House Deco&lt;/span&gt; meeting today. Awesome! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And volleyball training was... no comment! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kena trash like hell&lt;/span&gt;.. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beruang have to train like hell, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;volleyball match is on freaking Saturday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god! Pls help us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Games Carnival is starting on Friday!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. Good luck to all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-5185904864675310770?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/5185904864675310770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=5185904864675310770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5185904864675310770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5185904864675310770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/pre-marital-sex-and-abortion-wtf.html' title='pre-marital sex and abortion. wtf.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-2151638783940078044</id><published>2008-03-23T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:53:28.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>that stranger.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, people change. Don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;For the better? Maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;How is this even possible? &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like you're a stranger. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I know you anymore. So does everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you yourself don't notice. But as friends, I think we know better =)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things just won't work out the way you want it to, not all the time though.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't just all about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want the 'old' you back..&lt;br /&gt;Remember those times we used to lepak around before PMR and study in groups. &lt;br /&gt;Not like it was very effective. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you know what you're doing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-2151638783940078044?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/2151638783940078044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=2151638783940078044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2151638783940078044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2151638783940078044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-stranger.html' title='that stranger.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3460911830349062896</id><published>2008-03-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:38.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>Let's make things simple here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; in the morning, played played played, at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELP College&lt;/span&gt;. Funniest practice I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sean: *volleyball coming* &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;BOBO!&lt;/span&gt; *hits the ball*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chung Yi: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Edison Chen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf wtf. Sean made the team shout Bobo when we hit the ball. HAHAHA. I regretted not recording our practice. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired like hell, the team went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mc Donalds&lt;/span&gt; after practice. Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sean's house&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. Then, went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt;. Met up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rach and Chung Yi&lt;/span&gt;. Had&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; heart to heart talks&lt;/span&gt;. Aww, so sweet. wtf wtf. Ate at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bakerzin&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Gardens&lt;/span&gt;! Which I love oh so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-Plu-x4VyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/UTl9YrCgqnU/s1600-h/DSC03108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-Plu-x4VyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/UTl9YrCgqnU/s400/DSC03108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180236591695157026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what Sean ordered at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Bakerzin&lt;/span&gt; O.O wtf. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Fine Dining. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(click for larger image, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-Pl0ex4VzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4WuzVK6PjJA/s1600-h/DSC03110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-Pl0ex4VzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4WuzVK6PjJA/s400/DSC03110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180236686184437554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean with his dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 10 000 BC. Then, Rachel went home. Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purple Cane and the Pancake House&lt;/span&gt; (whatever its called) with Sean and CY. Oh yeah, thanks CY for belanja-ing. Cause I betul-betul pokai. Only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;left with rm 5 &lt;/span&gt;in my wallet. Kesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back by 6.30pm. Raining like cats and dogs. Ate dinner. Reached Accounts tuition at 8.30pm. Finished at 11.30pm. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Came back home almost 12am&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I officially finished Form 4 Accounts!&lt;/span&gt; My hard work paid off, didn't it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-PmFex4V0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/xWWdsQ1lLNE/s1600-h/DSC03113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-PmFex4V0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/xWWdsQ1lLNE/s400/DSC03113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180236978242213698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great idea. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Infront of Gardens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here. Will update tmrw. About.. friends =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3460911830349062896?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3460911830349062896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3460911830349062896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3460911830349062896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3460911830349062896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R-Plu-x4VyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/UTl9YrCgqnU/s72-c/DSC03108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-3662126667884652336</id><published>2008-03-17T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:40:29.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubbish'/><title type='text'>disappointment (it's a rubbish post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;OMFG! &lt;/span&gt;I feel like&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;screaming into my pillow now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! My exam results are so disappointing! Someone shot me, pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I didn't try hard enough. I just wish I did. Or should I quote &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rina&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's Mid Sem 1, it's just warm up.. *wtf*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are going to be so so so so so disappointed lah. I don't wanna disappoint them AGAIN. They keep their&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; hopes high&lt;/span&gt;, and I just had to.... *sigh* nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't dare to tell them what I got. Ok lah, so&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I told them the&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; teachers were not done marking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Maths- 63% =.= It's gonna be so hard to answer for this kind of shit results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Add Maths- 68% (please tell me Mr. A is upgrading!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Chem- 42/50 for paper 1. Ok lah, I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Moral- 58% WOW! I passed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Physics- 31/50 for paper 1 (my tuition teacher is going to kill me. I was so upset till I slept in class XD )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;WORKED HARDER&lt;/span&gt;! How did I spend my extra time during these 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WENT OUT&lt;/span&gt;, like hell alot. So yeah, I think I deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had better get back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn it, having double sejarah tmrw. So much for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Rentap menyerang James Brooke. James Brooke menyerang Rentap. Rentap ditewaskan dan meninggal dunia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't you think I'm so screwed?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leading such a miserable life now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for reading my trash&lt;/span&gt;! Night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma watch some tv now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3662126667884652336?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3662126667884652336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3662126667884652336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3662126667884652336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3662126667884652336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/disappointment-its-rubbish-post.html' title='disappointment (it&apos;s a rubbish post)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3097296467816492026</id><published>2008-03-15T21:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:39.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>IU day at GSC Pavilion/ Ham Sup Red Box Monkey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;10 a.m., marcia was still sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*handphone rings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marsh: hello *sleepy tone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;meiyan: ehh...woman! where are you?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marsh: at home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;meiyan: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm here at Pavilion already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marsh: *wtf* okay, I'll be there in 45 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 a.m. at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Pavilion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I sampai Pavi at 11a.m. Then I saw Meiyan and Danson waiting. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went upstairs to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; GSC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I cannot mention) school's IU Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;IN THE CINEMA,&lt;/span&gt; as in, the school RENTED the cinema. Cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st thing I saw when we were on the escalator was the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; St Johns gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Semua pakai hitam. The interact uniform make them look like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;gangster&lt;/span&gt;. But nice lah. Yes, it was Brian, Sam and all of them. My ex school mates. After 4 long years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Meiyan and I walked in, the interactors of the (I cannot mention) school were staring at us. And I know why. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who I saw? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ryan Wong.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I didn't know he was there too. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like the world of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; lalalalalalalasssssss&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe. The host was erm....erm...erm... her english was like... errr....ok lah.. You get the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Meiyan and I went down to the food court. The St Johns gang came down too. Really look damn yeng. 10 guys all wearing black, same one some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;MUST READ BOUT THE MONKEY here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Meiyan and I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;karaoke at Red Box Plus&lt;/span&gt;. The 'monkey' is one of the workers there. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yong Sui&lt;/span&gt; betul. Look at him also &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;dulan&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. Then, he cracked a stupid lame joke. Meiyan and I were like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the waitress came in lah, asked&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; where we came from&lt;/span&gt; and all the shit. Then Meiyan told me the 'monkey' was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; in us. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WTF WTF WTF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YERRR..&lt;/span&gt; In between, Meiyan went to the toilet. When she walked out, the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'monkey' was sitting infront of the ladies toilet&lt;/span&gt; O.O OMG! WTF LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9veBiGxX3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/lMZowfr9Djw/s1600-h/DSC03082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9veBiGxX3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/lMZowfr9Djw/s400/DSC03082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177976314508959602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiyan came back running. lols. When Meiyan and I walked out, he was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAM SUP-ly STARING at us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! wtf. Serious, k? Even when we were taking a picture. HAIYO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9vmxyGxX5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/p4kMaGD1Jsw/s1600-h/DSC03085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9vmxyGxX5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/p4kMaGD1Jsw/s400/DSC03085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177985939530669970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red box plus.. he was staring at the other end =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took back our Jco donuts frm the counter. Meiyan and I had a separate bag lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we found something. A Red Box Plus card, with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MONKEYS HANDPHONE no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He wrote it down&lt;/span&gt; and put it in the Jco bag. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF WTF! Does he expect us to call him or something?!? &lt;/span&gt;You know what was his name??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ALEX!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wtf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Erm...Alex (Yew Heng), no offense to you, k XD (if you're reading this)&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not like that =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The MONKEY FREAKED US OUT LIKE HELL! *%@#*#@**&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danson and Patrick&lt;/span&gt; at Times. Then we ate Baskin Robbins and walked over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sg Wang&lt;/span&gt;! Lepak lepak lepak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick was damn funny lah. Kept on scolding/ tutoring Danson on....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;how to kao lui!&lt;/span&gt; wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked back to Pavilion. And did this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9vlLiGxX4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/8aB5fAX_hC8/s1600-h/DSC03087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9vlLiGxX4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/8aB5fAX_hC8/s400/DSC03087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177984182889045890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danson. meiyan. marsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9vnWSGxX7I/AAAAAAAAAXo/iUvrkKkywSk/s1600-h/DSC03088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9vnWSGxX7I/AAAAAAAAAXo/iUvrkKkywSk/s400/DSC03088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177986566595895218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danson. meiyan.marsh. patrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired now. See you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys had a great holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3097296467816492026?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3097296467816492026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3097296467816492026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3097296467816492026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3097296467816492026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/iu-day-at-gsc-pavilion-ham-sup-red-box.html' title='IU day at GSC Pavilion/ Ham Sup Red Box Monkey!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9veBiGxX3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/lMZowfr9Djw/s72-c/DSC03082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-6111625110184743439</id><published>2008-03-13T13:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:40.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>spm results/ a day out with chong meiyan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;11/03/08 (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima Kasih &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHA. Thanks for&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; belanja-ing me dinner&lt;/span&gt; =) Hmm, we finally got to catch up with each others lives, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;12/03/08 (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM result Day&lt;/span&gt;. Since I dropped Bio, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;'BIO-DROPPERS'&lt;/span&gt; had the privilege of watching it at the hall =) No class. Hmm, pressure betul. So many straight As. The percentage also like gila gila. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;90% distinctions for Science subjects&lt;/span&gt;, Chem and Bio. Crazy lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school, 1pm, Meiyan's friends drove us back to her house. Then, we went for Accounts tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;After 3 hours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;5pm&lt;/span&gt;. Can cabut. Haha. Then we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Pavillion&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Zara&lt;/span&gt;. Meiyan bought us both a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Panda shirt&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. We're gonna wear it for Accounts tuition on Friday morning. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WATCH THIS! IT IS DAMN FUNNY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The chinese swearing especially..&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18PL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But the lady at GSC suggested that we should watch this movie. HAHAHAHA. And we managed to get in=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jCCiGxXvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/62DX6VE1mAY/s1600-h/2271663724_805a35d90f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jCCiGxXvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/62DX6VE1mAY/s400/2271663724_805a35d90f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177101120433118962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Food Court&lt;/span&gt;. I know lah. Damn cheapskate right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jDYyGxXwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TyF_PPD1EMQ/s1600-h/n552669880_313525_1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jDYyGxXwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TyF_PPD1EMQ/s400/n552669880_313525_1620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177102602196836098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let me show off my camwhoring skills, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;(click for larger image, wtf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jD6iGxXxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ENcsJRfWIGQ/s1600-h/n552669880_313527_2264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jD6iGxXxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ENcsJRfWIGQ/s400/n552669880_313527_2264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177103182017421074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing Room so nice kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jEIiGxXyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/BondeB05g9o/s1600-h/n552669880_313529_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jEIiGxXyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/BondeB05g9o/s400/n552669880_313529_3092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177103422535589666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jE2SGxXzI/AAAAAAAAAWs/po4CxrvUesw/s1600-h/n552669880_313534_4891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jE2SGxXzI/AAAAAAAAAWs/po4CxrvUesw/s400/n552669880_313534_4891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177104208514604850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retarded betul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jFACGxX0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/1g5DPAeOAXk/s1600-h/n552669880_313536_5599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jFACGxX0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/1g5DPAeOAXk/s400/n552669880_313536_5599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177104376018329410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo kids. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jFKCGxX1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/0tyVmQejFUc/s1600-h/n552669880_313548_9953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jFKCGxX1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/0tyVmQejFUc/s400/n552669880_313548_9953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177104547817021266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're normal once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jFZiGxX2I/AAAAAAAAAXE/PQ49FCiNYbA/s1600-h/n552669880_313550_954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jFZiGxX2I/AAAAAAAAAXE/PQ49FCiNYbA/s400/n552669880_313550_954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177104814104993634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marriott Hotel&lt;/span&gt; across the street. Waited and waited, then balik around 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are saying that I'm going out too much again. wtf. No right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Joanne, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sorry lerr if I can't go. Have a great 17th party =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6111625110184743439?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6111625110184743439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6111625110184743439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6111625110184743439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6111625110184743439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/spm-results-day-out-with-chong-meiyan.html' title='spm results/ a day out with chong meiyan.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R9jCCiGxXvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/62DX6VE1mAY/s72-c/2271663724_805a35d90f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-1720943598663216223</id><published>2008-03-09T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:32:37.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>holidays, holidays, holidays.</title><content type='html'>Let us start with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;07/03/08 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;One Utama&lt;/span&gt; with erm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel, Yu Yhee, Hwee Yin, Amy, Sophia, Colin dan Cedrick&lt;/span&gt; 1st. Jumpa at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Bakerzin&lt;/span&gt; and makan. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, we bumped into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bean and Fiona&lt;/span&gt;. So they joined us =) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cha Yee&lt;/span&gt; came after that! Then, their friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Kwan.&lt;/span&gt; From taylors. lols.  So yeah, we hanged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, we bumped into so so so so so many &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Cempakans&lt;/span&gt;. Like 163052318765872987 of them. Felt like school day, seeing all those familiar faces. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jun Kit&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baskin Robbins&lt;/span&gt; XD Next time belanja again, k? wahahaha. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone left, Colin, Cha Yee and I went around eating. HAHAHA. Got to know them better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum didn't expect me for dinner, so there was nothing to eat at home. wtf. So, I called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mr *ahem*&lt;/span&gt; (sry, it's a secret, both of us might get in trouble if I reveal his identity, haha) and we both went out &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dinner near my house&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ampang Point&lt;/span&gt;. You all won't know where is it lah. Very ulu. Suits me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon&lt;/span&gt; there. HAHA. So weird. Kept on bumping into ppl frm my primary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally meeting up again after so many years. Talking about primary school life and all. What an emo moment. HAHA. How much I miss those days.. hmm... lols. Haiyo, he still insisted I changed hell alot. Where got lahh? Still the same XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;08/03/08 (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN WONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. You're 16 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KLCC &lt;/span&gt;for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;. Couldn't go anywhere cause I woke up at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 pm. Piggy like nonsense lah. &lt;/span&gt;AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I met &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mr *ahem* &lt;/span&gt;there, again. HAHAHAHA. Lepak a while then he cabut to go somewhere. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Times Square&lt;/span&gt; and left. Cause it's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to check out &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jusco Maluri&lt;/span&gt; which happen to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO NEAR MY HOUSE. &lt;/span&gt;And I didn't know. wtf wtf. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 mins away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god, it's such a boring place. I only managed to stay there for half an hour. HAHAHA. Since when there was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim Gary&lt;/span&gt; there? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Election. Undilah. Aiyo, whatever lah. Was watching the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 'Malaysia Votes' &lt;/span&gt;on NTV 7 at night. Opposition won quite a bit =) Do something bout Malaysia! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;UGLY BETTY.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. And Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;09/03/08 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Accounts Tuition&lt;/span&gt;. When I saw the time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"god damn it, fucking hell!"&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt; with mum and sis after tuition. Ate late lunch, cause tuition ended around 2.15 pm. 3 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tiring lahh. Sacrificed so much for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accounts&lt;/span&gt;, all the time and effort. Well, it was worth it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm finishing Form 4 in a weeks time!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;YAY! I'm proud of myself. Perasan shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shini&lt;/span&gt; at Mid Valley! HAHAHA. Bumped into another friend from Lai Meng. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and watched more &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;UGLY BETTY.&lt;/span&gt; wtf. I feel ugly too.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;See the resemblance?!?&lt;/span&gt; The braces and all. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jun Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (a.k.a Jun Jun) messaged online abt &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;! Wheeeee. He wanted the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wo Bu Pei' &lt;/span&gt;song. HAHAHAHA. I shall make him a Jay Chou fan XD Depends on my convincing skills huh, Jun Jun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sent him a few songs. He likes it XD wtf. HAHA. Unexpected. See the power of Jay Chou? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna watch more &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UGLY BETTY &lt;/span&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye. Goodnight. Sayonara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;p.s. I'm gonna ponteng school tmrw. More Accounts tuition...HAIYOH.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-1720943598663216223?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1720943598663216223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=1720943598663216223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1720943598663216223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1720943598663216223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/holidays-holidays-holidays.html' title='holidays, holidays, holidays.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-6859951164545227965</id><published>2008-03-06T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:45:50.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>exams, the aging factor.</title><content type='html'>Finally, Mid Sem 1 is over! woooh!&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are here! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No books, no homework (got lah, but I don't care)and plain fun&lt;/span&gt;! Hehe. But screw it lah, we have school. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was BM 2 and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Moral&lt;/span&gt;. Normal Timetable was so funn. Know why? Cause our Maths Teacher, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pn Jamaliah (Pn J, Pn Jamie, J- Man)&lt;/span&gt; was talking to us abt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I swear she would make a better Moral teacher than Maths. I shall not post abt what she said, later...you know lah. Haha. Sensitive issue XD have to study about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Perpaduan&lt;/span&gt; pula. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaiiiiihhhhhhh, I think I failed Maths. Even if I didn't fail, I don't wanna ngam ngam pass only. I'll be in deep shit (parents lah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maths, Add Maths, Sejarah, Physics&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;GONE ALREADY lahh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Die. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Semua fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I bet I failed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt; too. HAHAHA. Budak yang tidak bermoral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not like I care, it's  just Moral. Who gives a fuck? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I only slept for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;12 hours in 3 days&lt;/span&gt; last week. Like superhero. wtf. I look like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I aged 10 years in 3 fucking days&lt;/span&gt;! Sigh. This week slept for 8 hours in 2 days. 4 hours a day. Do paper till I fall asleep. Really. Damn ngantuk. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was studying &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sejerah&lt;/span&gt; at 1.30am then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;terslept&lt;/span&gt; on the chair. wtf. Luckily I put on the alarm clock. Haha. Good student right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;p.s. May God bless us all for the results. wtf. hahaha. I looove Chem XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;23/02/07 (Sat)&lt;/span&gt;. Was asking him about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swimming Gala&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hey yong =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gab says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hey low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you got empty bottles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gab says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nope u think im waht?recycle center???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahaha...wtf..thanks for being so supportive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;make sure you turn up on sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gab says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gab says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday is holy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;aiyo....you wasting my time...hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gab says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;excuse me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;see you tmrw lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pls dont fall alseep during chem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gab says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cannot la....SOOOO boringgggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;because of you i feel damn sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marsh. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;looking at your sleepy face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gab says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;good la...so he will catch u falling asleep not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;GABRIEL YONG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hey marshie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;yes junnie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;junnie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;ssup marshie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;you put marshie first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;dont want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;you 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;junnie&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;junnie&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;your turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;dont change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;junnie &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;marshie.&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; jun jun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;br /&gt;yes marshie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;br /&gt;jun jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;br /&gt;so you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;mar mar&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jun Kit says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;marcia likes to bully me only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oiii. I'm kind ok? This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAN JUN KIT aka JUN JUN.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-[SdF]- ßrîåŃ[C]™ [7] :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sei lui bao arh. nvr tell me off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. kena marah pula. Where's my cd Brian Chin Weng Shin?!?! Now got new name, sei lui bao. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6859951164545227965?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6859951164545227965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6859951164545227965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6859951164545227965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6859951164545227965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/exams-aging-factor.html' title='exams, the aging factor.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3592505941450501470</id><published>2008-03-05T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:22:57.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>chinese new year at china.</title><content type='html'>Haha. This was one month ago XD Pls forgive me for my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Day 1- 06/02/08 (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Guangzhou&lt;/span&gt; in the morning at... 6.30 am =.= Then, I went to the airport blah blah blah and arrived there at 1 something? or was it 12pm? whatever. My dad's 'CHINA COUSINs' fetched us from the airport. Honestly, I don't really know how are we related. So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took us 2 hours to drive to the village, which I thought was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ULU&lt;/span&gt; cause it was so far away from town. Haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dong Guan (canto- Dong Goon)&lt;/span&gt;, you know where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02443.jpg" alt="red" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner ended at 7pm. So early right? I eat at 8.30pm =.= So, our 'cousins' took us for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; at the hotel we were staying. 18, 19, 22, 23. Yeah. That's their age I think. Can't expect &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ah Ma and Ah Bak &lt;/span&gt;take us for karaoke. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you know my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;canto like shit, pronunciation like rubbish&lt;/span&gt;. Imagine how we communicate lah. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 12pm (CNY 1st day lar), they took us to the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rotating' restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. Ehh, damn cold ok? Then, you see people playing with fireworks on the road. *envy* Yeah, that's the cny mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02430.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02430.jpg" alt="firework" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIREWORKS! Nice view from up there. Can see the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chang Ping Zhen (canto- Xiong Ping Zan).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02424-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02424-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally felt that cny celebration mood again after many years =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Day 2- 07/02/08 (Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02436.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02436.jpg" alt="kiddo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute right!!!???!!! Doesn't he remind you of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHAOLIN MONK XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02440.jpg" alt="family" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family photo. wtf. Not all were there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cousins showed us around. The village lar. You see chickens running everywhere, old houses, vegetables, lychee trees (with no fruit) and our family 'ci tong'. Haha. Went shopping but couldn't find anything. wtf. Makan dinner and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3- 08/02/08 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to leave for Guangzhou, town. They sent us all the way to Guangzhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02471.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02471.jpg" alt="railway" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guangzhou Railway station O.O Imagine all that happened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;White Swan Hotel &lt;/span&gt;is so nice! So China. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02513.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02513.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02482.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02482.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Paus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02481.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02481.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waterfall. cantik kan? all inside the hotel you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgotten what else did I do. Hehe. Sorry =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4- 09/02/08 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02521.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02521.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02539.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02539.jpg" alt="pagoda" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Liu Rong Ta'&lt;/span&gt; after that. Pagoda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02544.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02544.jpg" alt="6 rong" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liu Rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02562.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02549.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02552.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02552.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the pagoda. I swear I thought I was gonna &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pokai&lt;/span&gt;. Cause the stairs were steep and narrow. The ceiling was so low. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02560.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02560.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02565.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are family.. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02571.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02571.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Sun Yat Sen Memorial Hall. Remember your sejarah XD &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Xun Zhong San'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02580.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02580.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wax figurine! At his 'yuan sui fu'. Haha. Office, actual office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02596.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02596.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wordy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02620.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02620.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at the 'Porridge City' (Zhou Cheng). Tea tea tea =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02612.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Porridge City'. wtf. It was in the middle of a garden you know. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02670.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02670.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice view of Pearl River. I know it's dark. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad dragged us for &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; at night. WTF. Then, my dad and his China kawan sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jiu Yue Jiu De Jiu (九月九的酒)&lt;/span&gt;. Go listen to it lah.. Sigh.. Noise pollution XD HAHAHA. sssshhhh. Don't tell him that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why everyone like to take me to karaoke? wtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5- 10/02/08 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02700.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02700.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02701.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02701.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02677.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02677.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik Malaysia. Home sweet home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3592505941450501470?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3592505941450501470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3592505941450501470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3592505941450501470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3592505941450501470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/chinese-new-year-at-china.html' title='chinese new year at china.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-4212748404427888741</id><published>2008-03-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:41.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay chou'/><title type='text'>jay chou world tour 2008 concert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;23/02/08 (Saturday)- stadium merdeka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this was like almost 2 weeks ago. Let's see what I can recall about that day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home during the afternoon, then Chung Yi came by around..  4.30 pm? Damn punctual. Unlike me XD Then, my sis, Chung Yi and I headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Pavillion&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. Went to food court XD haha. I like CY's tinted car =) lols. I felt like VIP. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;"&gt;Stadium Merdeka&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;7pm&lt;/span&gt;. I thought I was really early. wtf. I went there and.... saw this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81P3gmat-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/TeUAI0-GcC0/s1600-h/DSC02851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81P3gmat-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/TeUAI0-GcC0/s400/DSC02851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173879361981036514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW right. Jam packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to get the glow sticks and 'ying guang bang'. haha. I forgotten what was it called. The line for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORIGINAL MERCHANDISE&lt;/span&gt; was like so so so so so so so so so long, you got the idea. But still managed to get it. haha. Thanks to some people!&lt;br /&gt;I love it oh-so-very-muchy =) Then I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ryan and Petrina&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the stadium and... wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81SVAmat_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/kGC6poyEA24/s1600-h/DSC02858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81SVAmat_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/kGC6poyEA24/s400/DSC02858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173882067810433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ta-dah! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited a while, and the concert started! 1st song, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUANG JIN JIA&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone was damn high and was screaming XD  even me. Sounds like some sakai right. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81S4wmauAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-eiy-BIRydU/s1600-h/DSC02864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81S4wmauAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-eiy-BIRydU/s400/DSC02864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173882681990756354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dancers were dressed like soldiers from China (olden days) holding that flag thing like preparing for war. Fireworks were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81TCAmauBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Rg8kJQnTJTo/s1600-h/DSC02892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81TCAmauBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Rg8kJQnTJTo/s400/DSC02892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173882840904546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hei Se You Muo, Secret (piano), An Jing&lt;/span&gt;. See the piano? It's transparent. wtf. Cool right? And was damn impressed by his piano skills. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had Chou Yun Fatt and Jackie Chung/ Cheung/ whatever to rap/ sing part of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ting Ma Ma De Hua.&lt;/span&gt; Nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81T2QmauCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/YlkW610NQhg/s1600-h/DSC02906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81T2QmauCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/YlkW610NQhg/s400/DSC02906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173883738552711202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten what song. Random one. Sorry ler, my camera can't &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;zoom zoom zoom zoooooom&lt;/span&gt; that far. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81ULQmauDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OYk0v2tpDT8/s1600-h/DSC02911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81ULQmauDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OYk0v2tpDT8/s400/DSC02911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173884099329964082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice candid =) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ben Cao Gang Mu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;VIDEOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/MOV02900.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qian Li Zhi Wai!&lt;/span&gt; Can see his face tau. Damn clear! Thanks To CY/ me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYcNYZGk-cc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYcNYZGk-cc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yang Guang Zai Nan!&lt;/span&gt; Jay told everyone to stand up and everyone was jumping and singing! High high high =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending of concert with Fireworks =) damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/MOV02945.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shuang Jie Gun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;'heng heng ha hei'!! &lt;/span&gt;WTF. a bit blur at beginning but it'll be clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all videos taken by me and cy =) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He encored 3 times I think. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fa Ru Xue, Huo Yun Jia and Shuang Jie Gun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert ended bout 11pm. Damn tired. I lost my voice. wtf. No kidding. Outside was so crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking out and guess who I saw?!? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARTHUR KAM&lt;/span&gt; with his sis. haha. I was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"What are you doing here?"&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. wtf. I didn't know he liked Jay Chou. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17 mag boy =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to look for&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; Yao Bang&lt;/span&gt; after the concert, but way too crowded. So I gave up. lols. Lime tahun tak jumpa lerrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roads were jam like hell! Reached home bout 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, his concert was damn worth it. He &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;danced, sang, joked and played 'gu zheng', piano and the 'che-ling'. &lt;/span&gt;And they put up so much&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; fireworks&lt;/span&gt;. haha. So nice lahhh. I wanna go again. wtf. Definitely concert of the year. Too bad if you missed it! lols. Had a great time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go for Swimming Gala the next morning. I slept for 3 hours only tau!!! kesian me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s. I love Zhou Jie Lun XD wtf. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4212748404427888741?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4212748404427888741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4212748404427888741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4212748404427888741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4212748404427888741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/03/jay-chou-world-tour-2008-concert.html' title='jay chou world tour 2008 concert.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R81P3gmat-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/TeUAI0-GcC0/s72-c/DSC02851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-171488257787600367</id><published>2008-02-25T00:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:42.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>jay chou's awesome concert and swimming gala.</title><content type='html'>I shall update on this when I have time later. Maybe after exams? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;JAY CHOU'S CONCERT WAS GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; He totally rocked the stadium. Definitely worth the price. Will post more videos and photos when I have time, ok? For the time being. Check this out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R8Gj5mCQOLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7238hOpoXMo/s1600-h/DSC02911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R8Gj5mCQOLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7238hOpoXMo/s400/DSC02911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170594057055910066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Cool huh? I love this pic =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou's the best! Hmm, missing every bit of his concert now. Haha. If only there was a second round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R8GkrmCQOMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/sa7jGXf-7L8/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R8GkrmCQOMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/sa7jGXf-7L8/s400/DSC02966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170594916049369282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this t shirt oh-so-very-much! It's his original merchandise. Thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chin Long, his bro and Kok Lim =)&lt;/span&gt; and yes, THANK GOD for them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Swimming Gala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was...erm...boring. Haha. As usual lah. Had to wake up at 5.45am. Mind you, I slept at 2.30am. You do the math. I lost my voice during Jay's concert. Then, had to cheer again. I'm suffering from sore throat now. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R8GmsGCQONI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y0r-StF5UGs/s1600-h/DSC02983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R8GmsGCQONI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y0r-StF5UGs/s400/DSC02983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170597123662559442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;CGLP at the YJC booth.&lt;/span&gt; Bet you can tell what we wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Hui Hui came. Finally. Haha. I demand for my lunch lah. Haven't seen Ms Yap and Ms Dan for quite long. lols. Then, Rina and I started lepaking with Shang Chuen and Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to SC's locker and found &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a dead rose&lt;/span&gt; in it. Guess who was it from XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;North Hall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and entered &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;backstage&lt;/span&gt;. Wow. Had been quite some time since Rina and I set foot there. Half a year or so? Yeah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it suddenly felt so familiar, once again =) &lt;/span&gt;We were tempted to climb up the stage, like we used to. Haha. Really miss those days. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, met the whole lot of them again. Like some woz reunion? wtf. So, we just spent time talking crap on the field. lols. Discussing about our favourite topic, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'la-la'&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to meet &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shang Chuen's mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. After so so so so long. Rina and I were introduced to her. lols. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Chen Yee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Bernard&lt;/span&gt; warned us &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT TO RISK OUR LIFE.&lt;/span&gt; wtf.  She's a friendly lady, with a sense of humour. At least I think so. I don't get why are the rest so afraid of her? She said she had seen me before? Haha. I don't remember though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what happened when SC's mum just walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marcia: She's a nice lady lar. Where got so bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;bernard: No. You wait lar. Later, she'll be like a monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SC mum: Bernard! You talk bad abt me? *in canto*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. I swear to god, it was the best part of the whole day. It was hilarious. lols. Laughed till I had no more energy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Alex and Jun Hao talking about the swimmers was...erm... haha. Really have to give it to them. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy that I got to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt; again. I need positive energy. wtf. Motivation. whatever lah. HAHA. Went walking around with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Kok Lim &lt;/span&gt;before I left. And.. that's all for Swimming Gala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-171488257787600367?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/171488257787600367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=171488257787600367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/171488257787600367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/171488257787600367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/jay-chous-awesome-concert-and-swimming.html' title='jay chou&apos;s awesome concert and swimming gala.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R8Gj5mCQOLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7238hOpoXMo/s72-c/DSC02911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-4857709071909133635</id><published>2008-02-20T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:43.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>some photos.</title><content type='html'>Know why am I blogging so frequently? Cause I'm pissed that I can't concentrate on anything I do. wtf right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xCXGCQODI/AAAAAAAAAUE/sxChhoaVvYY/s1600-h/DSC02722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xCXGCQODI/AAAAAAAAAUE/sxChhoaVvYY/s320/DSC02722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169079436838975538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuppacakes. cantik right? for Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xC4mCQOEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7LF2t-3deak/s1600-h/DSC02726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xC4mCQOEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7LF2t-3deak/s320/DSC02726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169080012364593218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lollipops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xDYWCQOFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/irYrW4jpWR4/s1600-h/DSC02751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xDYWCQOFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/irYrW4jpWR4/s320/DSC02751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169080557825439826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Erwan's party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xDm2CQOHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TGZ5Sxzlr00/s1600-h/DSC02753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xDm2CQOHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TGZ5Sxzlr00/s400/DSC02753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169080806933543026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obscene right? This was before we jumped into the pool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xDzWCQOII/AAAAAAAAAUs/OPzyWTKu4Ug/s1600-h/DSC02809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xDzWCQOII/AAAAAAAAAUs/OPzyWTKu4Ug/s320/DSC02809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169081021681907842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you finally see why don't I wear specks? You're lucky. No one saw with glasses before. Haha. Except for my family members =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xGAmCQOJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zAh6uLsPKY8/s1600-h/IMG_3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xGAmCQOJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zAh6uLsPKY8/s320/IMG_3976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169083448338430098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At penang, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;year 2006&lt;/span&gt;! Like small kid right? I look so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tulan&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. I wonder who pissed me off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xGc2CQOKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/h3wgrhn0T0Q/s1600-h/DSC02110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xGc2CQOKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/h3wgrhn0T0Q/s320/DSC02110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169083933669734562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;year 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Any difference? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah. nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4857709071909133635?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4857709071909133635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4857709071909133635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4857709071909133635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4857709071909133635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-photos.html' title='some photos.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7xCXGCQODI/AAAAAAAAAUE/sxChhoaVvYY/s72-c/DSC02722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-4131895025091960048</id><published>2008-02-20T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:05:36.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm proud to say that&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I HAVEN'T STUDIED A SINGLE SHIT FOR EXAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;Pls remind me how &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROYALLY SCREWED&lt;/span&gt; I am. Maybe that will motivate me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I have this perception of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's our last year. so who gives a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;? ain't gonna drop class anymore.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I'm so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;unmotivated &lt;/span&gt;(hmm...is there such a word?) I know some people might think I'm talking crap, bull-shitting XD Haha. But it's true lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm having too much fun lately. Really gotta get myself back together. I'm losing myself. I'm even losing that competitive-ness! What to do? Sometimes, I get so easily disturbed over stupid things. That's me alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy going out too much. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm seriously gonna get disowned soon&lt;/span&gt;. Who needs a daughter who only knows how to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt; go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;hari-hari spend money , refuse to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who might be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;failure in life&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Why am I so pessimistic lah? wtf. Must set priorities right in life =) Right? So do you! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Brother's Convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to London during &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;August 27,&lt;/span&gt; I think. Means that, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I won't be here during my 17th birthday =(&lt;/span&gt; What difference does it make anyway? None. Will be gone for a week. Not attending school again. Mr Sheat is going to murder/ strangle me. Haha. I wonder whether he would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really happy to see that my bro is graduating from uni (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UCL&lt;/span&gt;). Not like he was that nice to me XD but what the hell lah. He got 2 jobs at UK. Definitely won't be coming back till...erm....3 years? By time, our whole family will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...what are the odds that I'll ever come back to M'sia.   I have a feeling that my parents are planning to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;migrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. No wonder my dad wants me leave for UK after SPM so badly. Sigh. But I don't want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Will you miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Nahh. I highly doubt it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our darling Erwan posted this on YouTube on Sunday. Haha. It's our Huggies Video. Yeah, the free hug thing we did for the Project last year. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAG PROJECT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check the blog: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;www.huggies28.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Erwan Elias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Koon Chun Foong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Looi Chung Yi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Marcia Low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rina Chiew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jalan Telawi, Bangsar (our favourite place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;28/10/07 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please try not to laugh XD I know it's really embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Can you imagine how bold Rina and I are to do this kindda thing&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nS8d6wGOwGA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nS8d6wGOwGA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggies for life. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4131895025091960048?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4131895025091960048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4131895025091960048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4131895025091960048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4131895025091960048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-ness.html' title='random-ness.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-819079215656232746</id><published>2008-02-18T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:43.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamy day.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, guess what turned up on my study table? The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Witches of Oz program book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I completely forgotten abt it until I saw it again. I thought I lost it. HAHA. Sounds like magic huh? lols. Then, I listened to the soundtrack. And I don't know for what reason. It just got to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back bout those times, everything felt so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAKE-BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. It's so distant till it feels so unreal. But I went through it for 1 month of my life. Amazing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. I bet you've seen this a million times. HAHA. Whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7mb6H8L0SI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mjvJJG2St2I/s1600-h/1_639427608l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7mb6H8L0SI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mjvJJG2St2I/s400/1_639427608l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168333470250553634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. This is what happens when we eat too much pizza. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days huh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fun, fun, fun. Ponteng, Poteng, Ponteng&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Anyway, back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not in a mood of doing homework. Don't even talk about studying for Mid Sem 1. I'm damn screwed. Fuck. Haha. This marks the end of me, going out. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must listen to this! Haha. Listen to the lyrics. Why so emo lah? You stupid girl. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/g7_8RZQcF3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/g7_8RZQcF3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-819079215656232746?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/819079215656232746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=819079215656232746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/819079215656232746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/819079215656232746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/dreamy-day.html' title='dreamy day.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7mb6H8L0SI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mjvJJG2St2I/s72-c/1_639427608l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-3784732522744283142</id><published>2008-02-17T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:43.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knowing what you want.</title><content type='html'>Sorry. Haven't been updating. Well.. life so far had been rather...erm...interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've discovered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a lot of shit&lt;/span&gt; about other people. HAHA. It's seriously funny in a way. For me, I've learned how to let go. No more stubborn me! YAY? Haha. Anyway, it's abt time. Isn't it? There are other people who care so much more. Right? That's why I love you guys so much XD especially those bitches =) They play an important role in my life. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. we went for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Erwan's party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesterday. Our darling! Haha. We love you so much! I was almost pushed in the pool twice. Such assholes XD Well, I got pushed in eventually anyway. wtf. Then later Chun Foong and I gila- gila ran and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;jumped into the pool&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. I recorded a video, but malas to upload. Trust me, CF is like this&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; sex maniac&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. Sorry. Anyways, Jun Kit, Sean, Rachel and I were having &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;'heart to heart' talks&lt;/span&gt; =) Aww. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been officially banned frm going out. Congratulate me XD Well.. not for this sat! Jay Chou's coming whey! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERWAN AND CHUN FOONG! WE LOVE YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Thanks Sean for your idea! Haha. I needed it so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chen Bo Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  is damn hot. Go google him. Wilson Chen.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Pls watch Kungfu Dunk! Definitely worth your time. Jay Chou's acting improved a lot. And got hot guys acting. wtf. Is that all I care? Hmm...yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7hZIX8L0RI/AAAAAAAAAT0/swLbJQBmyaw/s1600-h/1202006949978_17208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7hZIX8L0RI/AAAAAAAAAT0/swLbJQBmyaw/s320/1202006949978_17208.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167978572807917842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chen Bo Lin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/4hQz-QMgkX/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/4hQz-QMgkX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love this song! haha. 'Toufu, Toufu, Kungfu, Kungfu' XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我不卖豆腐(豆腐) 豆腐(豆腐)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我在武功学校里学的那叫功夫 功夫(功夫) 功夫(功夫)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;赶紧穿上旗袍 免得你说我吃你豆腐&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;你就像豆腐(豆腐) 豆腐(豆腐)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;吹弹可破的肌肤在试练我功夫 功夫(功夫) 功夫(功夫)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;赶紧穿上旗袍 免得你说我吃你豆腐&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3784732522744283142?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3784732522744283142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3784732522744283142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3784732522744283142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3784732522744283142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-about-knowing-what-you-want.html' title='knowing what you want.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R7hZIX8L0RI/AAAAAAAAAT0/swLbJQBmyaw/s72-c/1202006949978_17208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-4464985168591049225</id><published>2008-02-14T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:37:10.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><title type='text'>valentine's day.</title><content type='html'>Delivery is HARD WORK. lols. Had to shout for the form 2s name in the hall and walk to them. wtf. I was already sweating. Damn tiring leh. i slept at 2 am that night. Cause I had to wrap the cupcakes and do all of your valentine stuff. Haha. Worth it lah. Walked and walked for 1 and a half hours. Rina and I almost gave up and sat outside the Bio lab like some idiot. wtf. See those happy faces staring at the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOLLIPOPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah...so nice right? YJC!!! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;'keh-poh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CPAC teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during lunch and handed Ms Hui Hui, Ms Rose and Ms Juni their Valentine's present. You see right. We spotted Ms Hui Hui sleeping on the piano. So we knocked the door and she quickly got up. HAHA. So we all sat there and talked for 10 minutes and I spilled some news abt Rina's valentine XD wtf. I told Ms Hui Hui to get a bf so that he can belanja us lunch. HAHA. Mei Ling Jie Jie was there also. She wanted Rina and I to mop the floor. Haha. You know what? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ms Rose is engaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Happy for her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Thanks for all the presents, flowers and cupcakes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you guys liked mine right XD HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;marcia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is too funny. So I have to post this.. See, a random talk with Min Hua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AhHua says: (7:25:56 PM)&lt;br /&gt;eh.. do u eat alot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marsh. says: (7:26:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says: (7:26:03 PM)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AhHua says: (7:28:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;cos ur like a bamboo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhHua says: (7:28:25 PM)&lt;br /&gt;1 gust of wind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhHua says: (7:28:26 PM)&lt;br /&gt;byebye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;AhHua says: (7:28:28 PM)&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says: (7:28:31 PM)&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says: (7:28:33 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says: (7:28:35 PM)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AhHua says: (7:29:06 PM)&lt;br /&gt;after jay chou. come infront of u.. n gif u a blow kiss.. next moment u dissapear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhHua says: (7:29:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;at the back of the stadium.. cos kena blow away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. WTF RIGHT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4464985168591049225?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4464985168591049225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4464985168591049225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4464985168591049225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4464985168591049225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentine&apos;s day.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-4385469789359225396</id><published>2008-02-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:24:07.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days away.</title><content type='html'>I shall update on China when I have free time later! I have tonsss of photos. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2 days away&lt;/span&gt;! And, I haven't got anyone anything yet =( Evil me. AND RINA of course XD haha. So, I guess I'll head down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sg Wang&lt;/span&gt; tmrw like CY. lols. After Accounts? Herm...not enough time lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How how how!?! &lt;/span&gt;Since it's our final year, I want to get like more meaningful stuff instead of flowers which &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIE after 2 days&lt;/span&gt;. lols. Like Jun Kit, he'll name a boat/ ship after me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Marlines&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. Genius. So have to get him something nice also XD WTF!! And yummy cupcakes. HAHA. OHH!!! YJC has &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;BEAUTIFUL CUPCAKES!&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for buying from YJC? Definitely worth the price! Thank you Rachel =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nice to see, nice to eat! wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;p.s. Jay Chou is coming to town in..erm..11 days =D&lt;br /&gt;and Rina, I'm sorry for getting you into 'trouble' after the party. HAHAHA. You'll probably be expecting Valentine's on your doorstep on Feb 14! HAHAHAHA. I'm so evil..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4385469789359225396?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4385469789359225396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4385469789359225396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4385469789359225396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4385469789359225396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/2-days-away.html' title='2 days away.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-5537716118530113614</id><published>2008-02-06T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:23:57.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>china.</title><content type='html'>Bye people! Am leaving for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guangzhou&lt;/span&gt; today! Will be back 5 days later, Sunday. lols.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Have a great one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hope you will all get tons of Ang Paus. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..I haven't done my hw. I'm in deep trouble XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-5537716118530113614?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/5537716118530113614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=5537716118530113614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5537716118530113614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/5537716118530113614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/china.html' title='china.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-4120247908050643786</id><published>2008-02-05T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T01:40:03.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>CNY hols so far..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;31/01/08 (Thurs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph's 17th at The Apartment, The Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02321.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02321.jpg" alt="family" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;01/02/08 (Fri.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went CNY shopping with my mum. From 1 pm till 7.30 pm. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;02/02/08 (Sat.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the OU Kungfu Dunk thing. Basketball competition! HAHA. Definitely worth lah XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna mention abt the night. I was damn&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; tulan&lt;/span&gt;. So, we decided to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02373.jpg" alt="cards." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play 'cho dai dee' and drink beer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;03/02/08 (Sun.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what MADE MY DAY! HAHAHA. Derrick, Ryan, Daryl, Rina and I went to OU 1st. You know what!?! They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DRAGGED&lt;/span&gt; me into the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;REPTILE EXHIBITION!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Rina and I ran when those 3 were staring at the monkey at the entrance. We hid in a shop but Ryan found us. And they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;chased us down the escalator&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. We surrendered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was shouting and screaming till no end when I saw the snakes at the exhibition. I swear to god, there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;snakes at every single corner&lt;/span&gt;. I have phobia for snakes. I can't even look at their photo. wtf. Derrick and Ryan wanted to drag me to see &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 HUGE YELLOW PYTHONS&lt;/span&gt;. I've never been so scared in my life. They finally gave up on me. Rina ran out when they took the yellow python out of the cage to take picture with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to watch 'MEET THE SPARTANS', but tak jadi. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we left for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE CURVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02374.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02374.jpg" alt="taxi stand" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the taxi was a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking into shops looking at clothes. Then, this what was Derrick did when he saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 Months (clothes shop for pregnant ladies).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Derrick:&lt;/span&gt; Let's go in! *he grabbed my hand and pretended like we were a couple*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcia:&lt;/span&gt; RINA.....HELP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rina:&lt;/span&gt; NO!!! *Ryan grabbed Rina's hand and entered the shop*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales must have thought why were 2 underage couples looking at pregnant mothers clothes. We laughed and laughed and laughed when we left the shop. Macam sakai saja.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we saw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anakku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derrick:&lt;/span&gt; Which want you want? Rina or Marcia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan:&lt;/span&gt; Anything lah. *Rina and I stared at each other*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrick got hold of my hand and Ryan got hold of Rina's and rushed us into the Anakku shop. They were pretending to look at the baby clothes and asked for our opinion =.= wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae came and we went for Steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02375.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02375.jpg" alt="scared." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrick was too hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02378.jpg" alt="yong sui" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we do to YONG SUI people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02382.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02382.jpg" alt="steamboat" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food! Food! Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02383.jpg" alt="food." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02386.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02386.jpg" alt="WTF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF LAH! Eat also so YONG SUI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02388.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02388.jpg" alt="problematic child" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrick was scared of the Bill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02389.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02389.jpg" alt="yong sui like hell." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! Tulan already. Bill was Rm 125. And he belanja-ed. Ryan contributed, I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02394.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02394.jpg" alt="toileting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae's idea. HAHAHA. 3 "ji muis" =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02344.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02344.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pondok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02393.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02393.jpg" alt="pondok." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the pondok, centre of Curve. CNY deco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02398.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02398.jpg" alt="me ryan rina" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing cards at Coffee Bean. wtf. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Derrick! We'll miss you so much XD Why must you leave for Australia so fast lah. No farewell pula. Damn you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;04/02/08 (Mon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'yum cha' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Brian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt; at San Francisco Coffee nearby my house. wtf lah. They say I look different now. Sam said he won't be able to recognise me if I walk pass him. Thanks Sam! Then, Brian got piercing now. Cool =) Great seeing them again after 5 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s. Will be leaving for China soon. I hope things will be ok there. Otherwise I'll be risking my life during CNY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4120247908050643786?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4120247908050643786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4120247908050643786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4120247908050643786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4120247908050643786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-hols-so-far.html' title='CNY hols so far..'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-7466438931658415032</id><published>2008-01-31T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T01:26:58.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I beg to differ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm gonna change everything from now on... this very moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1) No more thinking about stupid things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2) No more reminiscing. Fuck it lah. It's over anyway.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I've wasted so much time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All for NOTHING. Absolutely for NOTHING AT ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Why did I mess up my own life for a dumb reason? I think even a 5 year old kid is more matured than I am. If I tell them, they'll point and laugh at me now. See? How embarrassing. No wonder that 'sei' Gab Gab thinks I'm a noob and so hai. That....*grr* XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yeah, I'll change all that shit before Chinese New Year. I know I can. And I will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Otherwise, I should just go die. So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;....Guess what is playing on the radio MY FM (102.8) at 1.11 am, 31/01/08. "Hou Niao" by S.H.E. omg wtf. Why like that lah? So emo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yen Wei&lt;/span&gt;. Damn him lah. Wanna all go out on Sunday pula. How can we not have Australia there!?!  See lah, Aussie Boy wanna balik already. Nvm, we'll all still go out. This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Derrick&lt;/span&gt; another idiot. Going Australia already don't wanna have farewell. Farker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (12:58:48 AM)&lt;br /&gt;eyh lets go out la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (12:58:52 AM)&lt;br /&gt;im going back alrdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (12:58:54 AM)&lt;br /&gt;on sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcia says: (12:59:05 AM)&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcia says: (12:59:07 AM)&lt;br /&gt;what time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcia says: (12:59:08 AM)&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (12:59:45 AM)&lt;br /&gt;morning la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;marcia says: (1:00:00 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;delay your effing flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:00:09 AM)&lt;br /&gt;i got school la u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;marcia says: (1:00:14 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;screw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;marcia says: (1:00:19 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;school doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:00:56 AM)&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:00:56 AM)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:00:57 AM)&lt;br /&gt;it does for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:01:00 AM)&lt;br /&gt;AUNty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:01:08 AM)&lt;br /&gt;next TIME LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:01:13 AM)&lt;br /&gt;i come back then we siam out la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle.loyalty.respect says: (1:01:31 AM)&lt;br /&gt;with ryan and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;p.s. Let's all party away during the CNY holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7466438931658415032?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7466438931658415032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7466438931658415032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7466438931658415032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7466438931658415032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-beg-to-differ.html' title='I beg to differ..'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-2762199588956516859</id><published>2008-01-28T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:40:22.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>月光下.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/t0gMeogWsg/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/t0gMeogWsg/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;《爱在你左右》的主题曲 - 月光下， 主唱：黄启铭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无言以对 如果会后悔&lt;br /&gt;就该学会 在爱的时候&lt;br /&gt;用智慧 盖一座堡垒&lt;br /&gt;收藏你的美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一进一退 流过的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;不算白费 谎言和是非&lt;br /&gt;有点累 心痛只在回味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;月光下我们走过的那条街&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;当时的手还牵得那么直接&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;是你不再留恋 还是美好终究 善变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;月光下回忆在我身边穿越&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;你会不会残留着那感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;熟悉的体温 留下的指纹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;别过问&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天凝视你的双眼 不说一句的吻你的脸&lt;br /&gt;喔~&lt;br /&gt;谁的出现 打断了永远。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song! haha. It's so true..&lt;br /&gt;It's a emo song. Valentine's Day coming pula. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best dedicated to people with broken hearts&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so evil XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hopeless &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guys&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. (no offense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must listen to the chorus tau! That's the best emo part =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;p.s. Not my problem if you tak tahu how to read. Go translate or something =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-2762199588956516859?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/2762199588956516859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=2762199588956516859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2762199588956516859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/2762199588956516859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='月光下.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-4138253224750009103</id><published>2008-01-26T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:06:15.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>january coming to an end.</title><content type='html'>I want to go for Steph's party lah!!! &lt;br /&gt;Since they claim I'm going out too much and blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;I shall try begging AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;And yay! One more week to Feb 2nd = seeing Jay Chou.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. &lt;br /&gt;And got some cheerleading thing on that day =S &lt;br /&gt;Of all places, why RUUMS !?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, why is everyone's birthday at February. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go broke buying presents. wtf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Thanks to Uncle CY! I've learned to face the fact I refused to accept all along. See how stubborn am I. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4138253224750009103?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4138253224750009103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4138253224750009103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4138253224750009103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4138253224750009103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-coming-to-end.html' title='january coming to an end.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-6150023619154627565</id><published>2008-01-23T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:55:32.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>korean farewell (21.01.08).</title><content type='html'>It's Thaipusam today! Thank god for that. It's another holiday! Since I don't feel like sleeping, I shall blog about Sunday, The &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Korean's Farewell&lt;/span&gt; for the Stella Maris student exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing to do with it lah. But I just went for the sake of....going out? HAHAHA. wtf. I don't know also lah. Just go loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you see, we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Holiday Villa&lt;/span&gt; which was 5 minutes away from my house =) Chuness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there, and I saw a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; familiar pink figure&lt;/span&gt;. Guess who? It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yun Nan (a.k.a Adrian).&lt;/span&gt; OMG,he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;forgotten about me&lt;/span&gt; until he heard my Cina Name. wtf. I know lah. My chinese name very nice right. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Liu Zhi Ying&lt;/span&gt;". wtf. He couldn't recognise me XD He's in Confucian now. I shall pay a visit to the school and see how many of them recognise me. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Here's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02272.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02272.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shir Li. Thank god for Shannon's christmas party =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02271.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02271.jpg" alt="kin min and ek" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kin Min and his host, EK XD Haha. Kin Min loves Malaysia =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02274.jpg" alt="me and terrence" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Terrence thinks he's old. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02275.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02275.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we decided to group photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02278.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02278.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna! Anna! Anna! I was too bored lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02280.jpg" alt="kl sky line" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can see &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KL tower&lt;/span&gt; or not? See the good part about living at centre KL? wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah lah, I was damn tired when I went for school the next day. I didn't finish my homework. See? I'm such a responsible student!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;愛來過&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;來得那麼美 那麼凶 歡呼著 從我生命狠狠輾過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;連遺憾 也都不爭氣的 珍惜成笑容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;愛來過 讓我完整過 幸福過&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;怎麼能 輕易就放他走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;我不想解脫 我祇怕錯過&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;我就是要等你回來愛我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of this S.H.E. song? "Ai Lai Guo"? I have to agree with the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Why ah? Cause I felt the same, before? wtf. Nvm. Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Things change, people change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You're like a stranger now. I don't think I know you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You're forgetful. You're a coward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Finally, I want to say that, I HATE YOU =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;我不想舍得也不想懂得&lt;/span&gt;. But what can I do? Nothing. So, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sorry if you're a banana. Not my problem. Who ask you not to learn Chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;10 more days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to see Jay Chou at OU and Ruums with;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong Sher Mein,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Joanne Lim Chai Wen,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sandra Yap Sow Shin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lamda Looi Chung Yi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;(haha) and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ryan Wong and&lt;br /&gt;Mr Brian Chin Weng Shin.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chin Kah Hean. (lols!)&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, my sis and her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ehh Chung Yi, how are you gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;stay over at my house&lt;/span&gt; lah? Go stay at Shangri- La. And tell your mum, I'm not as rich as you. wtf. Sher Mein is staying over. I think =) You guys are gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WRECK my house&lt;/span&gt;. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6150023619154627565?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6150023619154627565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6150023619154627565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6150023619154627565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6150023619154627565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/korean-farewell-210108.html' title='korean farewell (21.01.08).'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-8867219256067336877</id><published>2008-01-18T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:01:57.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>jay chou's birthday!</title><content type='html'>YEAH, the weekends are finally here.&lt;br /&gt;You know what's in my head now?&lt;br /&gt;ACCOUNTS. Imbangan Duga, Kunci Kira-Kira, Debit, Kredit...&lt;br /&gt;wtf. Why am I so random?&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jay Chou's Birthday Today&lt;/span&gt;. January 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'Zhu Ni Sheng Ri Kuai Le'.&lt;/span&gt;...lalalala....wtf!&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes come true, Jay!&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou is coming on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;February 2&lt;/span&gt;. Kung Fu dunk promo tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;One U and Ruums&lt;/span&gt; (yes, that night club). He's going there.&lt;br /&gt;So, Sher Mein and I are going there!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Good thing Ruums is near my house.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I have to cancel my Accounts tuition on the Feb 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, I have to cancel next Friday's tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I have to attend &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;U Leon&lt;/span&gt;'s farewell.&lt;br /&gt;We finally found one another after 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;And he's leaving for Aussie in 12 days. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;p.s. I love all the Beruang juniors. Haha. They're a responsible lot and very guai =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8867219256067336877?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8867219256067336877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8867219256067336877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8867219256067336877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8867219256067336877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/jay-chous-birthday.html' title='jay chou&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-260692226273201315</id><published>2008-01-15T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:14:34.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>planning for the future?</title><content type='html'>I went for the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; edu fair&lt;/span&gt; at KLCC convention centre last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm aiming for A Levels at either &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Taylors, HELP&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Most likely Taylors though.&lt;br /&gt;My dad wants me to go overseas after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;How lah?!?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay here and '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;goyang kaki&lt;/span&gt;' for 1 and a half years. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;And, enjoy life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;If he really wants me to go, I might consider 'running away'. wtf. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to College life. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, I'll probably end up studying &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Business &lt;/span&gt;related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, why did I enter Science Stream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know also. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s. I'm going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;drop bio&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;take accounts&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so sorry if I disappointed you guys =) But whatever lah, it's my life. I'm such a screw up. Haha. wtf. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good luck to Alex and Bernard also =)&lt;/span&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;...Happy Belated Birthday Lian Yan! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-260692226273201315?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/260692226273201315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=260692226273201315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/260692226273201315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/260692226273201315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/planning-for-future.html' title='planning for the future?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-7393144785791256787</id><published>2008-01-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:34:12.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Life before Cempaka =)</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a random post of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;I was flipping through my photos earlier on. lols.&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, I totally love it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I feel very shameless now, so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;JUST LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;, I DON'T Care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02183.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02183.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcia. marcus. melanee. wtf. Since when this happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02211.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02211.jpg" alt="bottle anyone?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to love the bottle. wtf. I sit like a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02207.jpg" alt="cny" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year! Check out my dads glasses O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02237.jpg" alt="cute in yellowdress" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lupa where and when was this. I hate my sister. She looks cuter. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02189.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02189.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the reason why I wear braces now? wtf.&lt;br /&gt;And since when we were so 'good friends'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I tell him that I'm taking accounts, he says I should go to hell&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started studying at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lai Meng&lt;/span&gt; since Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;It's a Chinese GOVERNMENT SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cried and cried and cried and cried&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02230.jpg" alt="lai meng" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My primary school. I still love it till this very moment. The happy memories of my childhood came frm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02192.jpg" alt="kinddy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So easy to spot me lah. I'm the only one you can see at the right. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02196.jpg" alt="singing in kinddy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some performance. See the 2nd girl frm the left? It's Lex. She's studying at Cempaka Cheras now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02184.jpg" alt="me and mel hw" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so rajin. Doing Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02199.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02199.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Std 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cried and cried and cried and cried &lt;/span&gt;also when I was std 2. If my mum wasn't there, I would just start crying =p Like baby only, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02235.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02235.jpg" alt="class 4H" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See see see! This is what a government school looks like. No aircond. Only fans. 48 students in one class. wtf. We are one big family =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02206.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02206.jpg" alt="what fashion sense!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend For Life =) See how good my fashion sense was last time XD Std 5 that time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02224.jpg" alt="my band" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the marching band. lols. Damn chun. Std 6. Believe or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02227.jpg" alt="std 6" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our graduation day. I was Std 6 lah. See our class? Typical government school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So on graduation day I felt so so so sad. I wanted to cry. wtf. There wasn't an official goodbye for all of us =( I miss having to do nonsense at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The Innocent Side of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm quite an innocent person. And I still am. Right? Just say yes lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02187.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02187.jpg" alt="innocent in dress" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I never understood why I had to dress like my sister =.= Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02223.jpg" alt="strawberries" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, plucking strawberries at Cameron Highlands. So innocent right? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed my primary school life back then. Things were so simple there. Unlike in Cempaka. You know what I mean. Haha. Most of all, government school is fun. I swear to god I was the most innocent girl before I entered Cempaka. Until then, I started realising so much more about reality. It's ugly. Don't you think? Now, I'm going to be 17 and I'm entering college next year O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to see how I looked like back then. Haha. Lucky you XD wtf. Anyways, that's all people. Nights =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Finally....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02203.jpg" alt="punch me!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Don't piss me off or I'll punch you &lt;/span&gt;=) wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;p.s. My mum still thinks I'm a nasty kid. wtf. What a loving mother.. But I can tell why XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7393144785791256787?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7393144785791256787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7393144785791256787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7393144785791256787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7393144785791256787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-before-cempaka.html' title='Life before Cempaka =)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-6825915386424325383</id><published>2008-01-06T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:32:19.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decision made!</title><content type='html'>I am DYING, worn out because of all my tuitions.&lt;br /&gt;The only 2 days I don't have tuition is on Wednesday and Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Why not just stab me?&lt;br /&gt;I asked for it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be picking up Accounts from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Have to finish Form 4 and Form 5 syllabus before SPM O.O&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 classes a week for that, 3 hours each class. With NO BREAK!!!&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am one lah. Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to take Biooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna stress myself until all my hair turns white.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I can dye them without bleaching it after SPM. I pay less =D&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I have 12 subjects at hand.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dead before SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;THE STAR EDUCATIONAL FAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;KUALA LUMPUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Date : 12th &amp;amp; 13th January 2008 (Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Time : 11am - 7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Venue : Exhibition Halls 1, 2, 3, 4 &amp;amp; 5, Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend you all to go. Cause I'm going. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;It's for your own good anyway. Look for college =)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I must be going crazy. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;url- http://thestar.com.my/education/edufair08/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;FEELING DOWN? LISTEN TO THIS SONG =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's very cheerful. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/5n4l1UG7pa/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/5n4l1UG7pa/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;p.s. Don't mind all the crap pls. It's a way to release stress? AHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6825915386424325383?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6825915386424325383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6825915386424325383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6825915386424325383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6825915386424325383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/decision-made.html' title='decision made!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3352504024606389338</id><published>2008-01-05T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:43.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rm 1592 O.O</title><content type='html'>I went to buy&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Jay Chou's concert ticket&lt;/span&gt; today at Mid Valley.&lt;br /&gt;I expected the place to be empty since the organizers haven't publicly promote his World Tour.&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;There was a line when I went there =.=&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;All the good seats were sold out.&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;But I still managed to get row H, seats 40 something.&lt;br /&gt;Good enough lah, since I'm tall =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The total was like RM 1592. (RM 398 per ticket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;LOOI CHUNG YI and RYAN WONG owes me RM 398 each!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pay up or I'll burn your house XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go for his concert!!&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 23rd, Stadium Merdeka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher Mein said that I should have bought VVIP, RM 600.&lt;br /&gt;She said you'll get to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOUCH&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds damn wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R3-oB7-jKuI/AAAAAAAAATg/jt-IFLMgfvQ/s1600-h/Ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R3-oB7-jKuI/AAAAAAAAATg/jt-IFLMgfvQ/s400/Ticket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152021249968515810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tickets cost me RM 1592. wtf. I'm poor now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I still have Jun Hao and Alex's b'day present on my table top.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;JH's birthday was last year some more O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;p.s. HAPPY BIRTHDAY 17th ALEX, for the third time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3352504024606389338?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3352504024606389338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3352504024606389338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3352504024606389338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3352504024606389338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/rm-1592-oo.html' title='rm 1592 O.O'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R3-oB7-jKuI/AAAAAAAAATg/jt-IFLMgfvQ/s72-c/Ticket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-403316218536302197</id><published>2008-01-04T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:31:56.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>dilemma.</title><content type='html'>Should I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;drop bio/ add maths&lt;/span&gt; and pick up &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;accounts&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just do all. End up with 12 subjects. And then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;/ become crazy/ become depressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any comments? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Steph claims that I'm trying to act dumb XD and I must take bio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Cik Zakiah was shocked when she heard that I wanted to drop O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;CY says I shouldn't drop bio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Rina says I should just do all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf wtf wtf. school is like.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyway, JAY CHOU's IS COMING FOR CONCERT NEXT MONTH =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, I don't care whether exams are coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm still going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-403316218536302197?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/403316218536302197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=403316218536302197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/403316218536302197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/403316218536302197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/dilemma.html' title='dilemma.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3541907854301334483</id><published>2008-01-01T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:02:07.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year greeting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy New Year =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;p.s. school is starting. wtf. I haven't even wrap my school books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3541907854301334483?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3541907854301334483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3541907854301334483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3541907854301334483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3541907854301334483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-greeting.html' title='new year greeting.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-736126362993746320</id><published>2007-12-31T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:47:56.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>Thoughts of 2007.</title><content type='html'>Year 2007 had been quite a year for me. Emotional, but I'm living through it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would say it had been one of the greatest years of my life, so far.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happened this year was so unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;2007 taught me many lessons in life.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;friendship, family, love, hatred and facing death&lt;/span&gt;. lols.&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely a big step in growing up. I still felt like a immature kid last year.&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore. Let's look at all the stuff that happened this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;January 2007&lt;/span&gt;- 1st month at school. Not exactly loving Form 4. Quite a rough start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Febuary 2007&lt;/span&gt;- Chinese New Year at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Bali&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;March 2007&lt;/span&gt;- Mid Sem 1 Exam. Yeah, I nailed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;April, May and June 2007&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can't seem to remember. Seems like a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;July 2007&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Witches of Oz.&lt;/span&gt; Will definitely remember that for life =) All the fun we had for that 1 month and everything that happened there. And getting to know the people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;August 2007&lt;/span&gt;- Seems like a blur too. But 30th was my birthday. Quite a patriotic date. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;September 2007&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Birthday party&lt;/span&gt;. I was facing a hard time when Finals were coming. Trust me, it was damn tough. I thought I was already a depressive person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;October 2007&lt;/span&gt;- One thing worth remembering would be the cast party. The CPAC teachers were good. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;November 2007&lt;/span&gt;-  I will never forget that day, November 16 (last day of school). May you rest in peace, grandma. You know well enough that we love you. You'll be in our hearts forever and ever. Then, I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;London, Venice and Florence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;December 2007-&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. I worked for 12 days (with 3 leaves). wtf. The best part was making friends with a bunch of awesome and crazy people. Good times never last long enough. It was time for all of us to leave. I will miss them so much =) I start laughing thinking of every stupid thing we used to do at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BSC.&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah, and I went for Christmas countdown. Haha, This must have been the craziest month of year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Let's all welcome year 2008 with a big smile. I will never forget the past. They will always remain as moments to be cherished for life.  And I hope the past had also meant something to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. I'll go countdown at my balcony tonight with my tv on. Cause I'm under house arrest. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-736126362993746320?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/736126362993746320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=736126362993746320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/736126362993746320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/736126362993746320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-of-2007.html' title='Thoughts of 2007.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-299381004021605447</id><published>2007-12-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:54:39.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>our last outing? hopefully not.</title><content type='html'>I managed to escape from home today O.O&lt;br /&gt;And left for Pavillion in the morning to meet up with the BSC people.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;Brian that FFK-er didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;So we just spent our day walking around Bukit Bintang.&lt;br /&gt;Pavillion, Sg Wang, Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;p.s. New Year's Eve tmrw. I want to freaking go out for countdown. But I obviously can't =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-299381004021605447?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/299381004021605447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=299381004021605447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/299381004021605447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/299381004021605447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-last-outing-hopefully-not.html' title='our last outing? hopefully not.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-4683252056474157595</id><published>2007-12-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:18:35.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoness'/><title type='text'>Boxing Day!</title><content type='html'>I feel emo now.&lt;br /&gt;wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to look her at C U There today.&lt;br /&gt;I risked my life going there.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly got banged by cars.&lt;br /&gt;lol?&lt;br /&gt;I could have died.&lt;br /&gt;It has been 4 long years.&lt;br /&gt;Things had obviously changed.&lt;br /&gt;People ask me what am I going to say to her when I actually manage to find her.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time had proven it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Everything will only remain as moments to be cherished for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;grandmum's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FINAL WAKE&lt;/span&gt; is on this coming Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;29th of December. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 49th day. Yes, it's a big deal for us.&lt;br /&gt;It's at my old house at night.&lt;br /&gt;Got &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;catering service&lt;/span&gt; and you'll get to see the traditional chinese prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Like burning big big big big big paper houses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me know if you're interested to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I should just promote this on newspaper and sell tickets..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-4683252056474157595?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4683252056474157595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=4683252056474157595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4683252056474157595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/4683252056474157595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/boxing-day.html' title='Boxing Day!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-6065215066670763291</id><published>2007-12-25T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:44:36.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas eve at bukit bintang.</title><content type='html'>Went to Pavillion with EK and all his kawan.&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner at Dragon I.&lt;br /&gt;Went for the movie 'I Am Legend', it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;I walked out half way.&lt;br /&gt;Went wondering around Bukit Bintang with Angel and Aaron. lols.&lt;br /&gt;I can say that the place was like full of mad and wild teens. So christmas like.&lt;br /&gt;Then....&lt;br /&gt;We bumped into Alex, Bernard all of them near Times Sqaure.&lt;br /&gt;I got snow spray attack from them once I put down the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it was ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My hair turned white =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I should have wore sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be able to take revenge.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Gabriel Phoon while walking to Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;That was unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;Around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;12pm&lt;/span&gt;, I went home and got scolded cause I was late.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care lah.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I'm not allowed to go out till school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What about 30th?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all lah, it's our last outing before school starts  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;sigh. I've heard enough of people's advice.&lt;br /&gt;I know what to do. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;And I've heard enough nonsense for the week.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly from Ryan. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6065215066670763291?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6065215066670763291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6065215066670763291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6065215066670763291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/6065215066670763291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-eve-at-bukit-bintang.html' title='christmas eve at bukit bintang.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-3053805961496176168</id><published>2007-12-22T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:43.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bsc'/><title type='text'>Farewell at the Curve.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was officially my last day of work. Ryan wanted to cry XD ahahaha. Me too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we planned our Farewell on Thursday at Red Box, The Curve =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for 5pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01986-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC01986-1.jpg" alt="waiting for work to end." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! Can sign out and leave. Derrick was late =.= Then, we waited for cabs outside bsc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina and I saw a familiar figure at the taxi stand. He was looking at us as well. We gave each other that 'I-Know-You' look. Then, I said, "SUBASH!" Yes, it was really him. I couldn't recognise hTim because of his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen Wei insisted that The Curve was at Hartamas. wtf. Even when we arrived there he still insisted that it wasn't The Curve =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Red Box and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02003-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02003-1.jpg" alt="2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sane while standing on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02000.jpg" alt="3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a little high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02004-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02004-1.jpg" alt="4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very high. omg, I look so yong sui..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02007-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02007-1.jpg" alt="3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop dragging me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01997-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC01997-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what happen lah. Rina so yeng. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we started singing.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;GIMME MORE&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHA. wtf wtf wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/MOV02009.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrick started the Banana Gang. He actually brought the lyrics with pin yin. wtf. And we sang 'Ju Hua Tai'(curse of the golden flower song) by Jay Chou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sway by Pussycat Dolls. We all danced. Haha. Everyone was trying to show their dancing skills. AS IF.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I swirled till I banged the wall. Then, I fell on the floor LAUGHING.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. wtf. HIGH WITHOUT ALCOHOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bill was rm 532.45 XD We were there till 9pm. Eat, Sing, Dance, Sing, Sing and Count Money. We were scared the bill would increase even more. So, we left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R2z9_b-jKtI/AAAAAAAAATY/lLZf2mwnpuA/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R2z9_b-jKtI/AAAAAAAAATY/lLZf2mwnpuA/s400/Image054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146767740461329106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian wanted to cry. Both of them were deperate for the money XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got bored and lepak around the curve at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02011-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02011-1.jpg" alt="snow house 2." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infront of the snow house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02012-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02012-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infront of the snow man thing. such a waste of space XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02013-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02013-1.jpg" alt="waterfall 2." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took another picture at the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC02014.jpg" alt="end of the day." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To the BSC people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It was really great to get to know the whole lot of you. We're all crazy people. Aren't we? Haha. Long live WB! Though the whole team is gone, WB will still remain as a secret society. President, Ryan and Vice President, Marcia left their job yesterday. Haha. At least we lasted till the last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;p.s. I'll miss you guys so so so so much =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I will never forget all of the crazy stuff we did together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We'll meet again, won't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-marcia-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-3053805961496176168?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3053805961496176168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=3053805961496176168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3053805961496176168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/3053805961496176168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/farewell-at-curve_22.html' title='Farewell at the Curve.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R2z9_b-jKtI/AAAAAAAAATY/lLZf2mwnpuA/s72-c/Image054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-7610551566813392270</id><published>2007-12-19T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:09:20.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>don't let the party end.</title><content type='html'>I went to Pavillion today. Visited Mr. Perfume Boy (Derrick) at Christian Dior.&lt;br /&gt;He washed off his pink hair. Damn, I wanted to see it so badly.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I called Ryan to confirm stuff abt Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Brian was swearing at me over the phone =.=&lt;br /&gt;Forget that.&lt;br /&gt;We'll celebrate Derrick's early b'day as well?&lt;br /&gt;I highly doubt I can make it on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shannon's party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greeted by Shannon at her gate.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I met Shir Li.&lt;br /&gt;Miss both of them like crap.&lt;br /&gt;1st time seeing her in 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;I would say it started off a bit slow, but wth lah.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went high when the dancing started.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon turned her garage into a dance floor O.O&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;She was dancing like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;Shir Li was like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Then, came slow dancing O.O&lt;br /&gt;Shannon's parents took the lead =)&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and I didn't know how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;So, we just whack also. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to leave, Shannon held me back cause of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;p.s. Happy Wedding Anniversary Mr and Mrs Yu =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I shall post the pictures soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7610551566813392270?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7610551566813392270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7610551566813392270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7610551566813392270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7610551566813392270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-let-party-end.html' title='don&apos;t let the party end.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-8202865442361911069</id><published>2007-12-18T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:51:13.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>one-u karaoke day.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I chose that title. But whatever lah, I don't care. So, today, went to cheras for books then went to Rina's house. Left for OU after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, the 1st we did was to find Gabriel (aka Gab Gab). Went to the Bowling Alley to find him. Obviously, Rina and I were too blind to see where he was. Rina called him and that .... called her 'so hai'. Damn funny. In a joking way lah. He claims I was looking at him and still didn't see him =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Rina, Jun Kit and I headed to Bakerzin. Rae joined us later. Why the hell am I writing so much crap? Too bored? Whatever. Let's skip to the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;KARAOKE at Neway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae, Rina and I are like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; karaoke noobies&lt;/span&gt;. We don't know how to work the plasma tv and the mic. We found out how anyway. It was the switch I sang 'Wo Bu Pei'. My favourite song. haha. Not like you care. Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan came. So, he sang solo for Back At One at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/MOV01964.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we joined him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/MOV01966.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Jack, Shang Yuan, and Yen Wei came. We got high and sang like bloody idiots.. trying to imitate Avril Lavigne. But we obviously failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/MOV01969.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as Fergalicious and London Bridge. haha. We were like uncivilised people. Then, Gabriel came over to say bye. He FFk us! So as Brian. And the neway bill was like rm 139. wtf wtf wtf wtf. So expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, GSC for Enchanted. Ian came. That show is like.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, went to take pictures and ate dinner at *I forgot the name*. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;On the way to meet Rina's family, Ryan had to go buy his underwear =.= wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf. Rina was like, I don't wanna know his size. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. So, we just stood at the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;p.s. I'm forced to quit my job by this week. Dad. Haha. That's my life. lols. Sorry guys.. and I feel so disturbed lately. I shouldn't. But I can't help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-8202865442361911069?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8202865442361911069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=8202865442361911069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8202865442361911069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/8202865442361911069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-u-karaoke-day.html' title='one-u karaoke day.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-7668627942945799384</id><published>2007-12-15T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:08:02.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy belated birthday jun kit and michelle =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Michelle's B'day Lunch (14/12/07)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/bsc1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole lot of us went to W.I.P for lunch. A bottle of Evian water cost RM11. wtf. Anyway, Happy 19th Michelle! Thanks Henrik for paying my share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Jun Kit's B'day Lunch (15/12/07)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit, Rach, HY, CY, CF and Aemilia came today =) Finally, entertainment. We rushed our lunch in 5 minutes. It was Chilis. Rina, Sean and I had to literally gobble down our food. wtf. Anyway, we still managed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC01939.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit and Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC01944.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina, Marcia, Rach and Aemilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met back at the bazaar. And this was what we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC01949.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR STAFF ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC01948.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii179/marcia_august30/DSC01950.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy and me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that Red Apron? It's our oh-so-very-stylish Uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life these days had been pretty slow and boring. Nothing much is going on. And that's the time when I think too much. I'm becoming emo-er. I realised other people are facing that problem during the hols too. Boredom kills. Anyway, I think I'll quit my job soon. Everyone is gonna leave soon, so what's the point of staying there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-7668627942945799384?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/7668627942945799384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=7668627942945799384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7668627942945799384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/7668627942945799384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-belated-birthday-jun-kit-and.html' title='happy belated birthday jun kit and michelle =)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-903264037960339024</id><published>2007-12-11T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:00:43.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spam party.</title><content type='html'>Rina is pissed at the customer. Jii emo. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Who said they are always right. As if lah. Ma Ci Bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R16y8FflGDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/p795-kUtuQQ/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R16y8FflGDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/p795-kUtuQQ/s400/Image036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744569840212018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;marcia. rachel. rina. centre of attraction. people love us =) photograph us! yong sui lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home and attended a spam party online. With..the BSC people.. 8 of us! Damn messy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Swear. Gossip. Bitch. Guys talk sick. Swear more, and more, and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-903264037960339024?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/903264037960339024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=903264037960339024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/903264037960339024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/903264037960339024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/spam-party.html' title='spam party.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/R16y8FflGDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/p795-kUtuQQ/s72-c/Image036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196477946715512659.post-1526770445706952524</id><published>2007-12-10T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:21:51.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>day 1 at work. haha.</title><content type='html'>Ok lah, I shall start off by saying that I only slept for 4 hours before going to work. Haha. Geng right? And I lasted for 12 hours. Nvm that. I went to BSC in the morning half awake. Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) People like Gabriel Phoon is plain nonsense. He likes climbing on escalators like super man and then pose for the video XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Rina, Rachel and I likes doing the monkey act like that pen. what a bunch of retards lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Eat Mc Donalds ice- cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Serve more customers. And more. And more. And more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Then sleep at TNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Wake up and do more rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Eat dinner on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about it. 12 hours spent just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s. Visit us. We're pathetic people who needs entertainment and company. Seriously XD&lt;br /&gt;We'll be at the La Bodega and Coffee Bean area at Bangsar Shopping Complex. AHAHA. Watch us work. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;From 10am- 10pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just so you know, I'm not responsible for Chai Shang Chuen's new english name. I named him Bob, but he wanted to change it to Bobby. Okayyy. wtf. sick. And, he had to sign in and out about 10 times for ppl to notice it =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-1526770445706952524?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1526770445706952524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=1526770445706952524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1526770445706952524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196477946715512659/posts/default/1526770445706952524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-1-at-work-haha.html' title='day 1 at work. haha.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</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-8196477946715512659.post-6690197115202371160</id><published>2007-12-09T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:43:10.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working?!!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm going to work from tmrw onwards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BSC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s. visit us =p Rina is working as cashier. Don't miss it. Chance of a life time. haha. wtf lah. Who knows whether we'll end up at mc donalds next year XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196477946715512659-6690197115202371160?l=treasuring-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasuring-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6690197115202371160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196477946715512659&amp;postID=6690197115202371160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.
